Chapter 1156 - Chapter 1156 Chapter 1156 I Want to Make Money_1
Chapter 1156: Chapter 1156: I Want to Make Money_1 Chapter 1156: Chapter 1156: I Want to Make Money_1 “You two, come and look, this is the flower of Hell’s Flower,” Yang Wenxiao pointed at the table.
It wasn’t the blooming season at that time, so the guards brought back dried flowers, but even from the dried flowers, one could sense the beauty of Hell’s Flower.
“This flower, if it were in full bloom, would probably outshine all others,” Yang Wenxiao remarked with sentiment.
Upon hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai leaned in closer. She had seen poppy flowers on television, and they looked very similar to the Hell’s Flower before her eyes, both being very beautiful.
Tong Sanlang also took a look and noticed something black and lumped next to it, so he asked, “What is this?”
“This is what forms after the juice of Hell’s Flower solidifies and then is boiled down and refined, if taken over a long period, it can lead to addiction,” Yang Wenxiao explained.
Hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai let out a long “oh,” recognizing it as the legendary opium paste, a basic drug.
“The people who went to investigate have returned, saying that everything Jia Cheng claimed is true, but it’s been so long and the Emperor and the others have shown no symptoms…” Yang Wenxiao sighed deeply.
If symptoms did appear, he would feel pained and guilty; if they didn’t, he remained anxious and unsure.
One misstep, and he would be on edge for these past few months.
“Your Highness, if they haven’t shown symptoms, it means their poisoning is not severe, which is a good thing. After a couple more months, once you obtain the Divine Liquid and completely rid the Emperor of his addiction, this matter will be considered resolved,” Qiao Xiaomai said, trying to comfort him.
“I still feel uneasy inside,” Yang Wenxiao sighed.
“You’re uneasy even when it’s good news?” Qiao Xiaomai asked, tilting her head.
“Uneasy.” He liked the feeling of having everything under control. Hell’s Flower was completely out of his control, causing him great unease.
Noticing what Qiao Xiaomai was holding in her hands, he asked, “What are you holding?”
“Soap.” Qiao Xiaomai placed the soap she was holding on the table.
Yang Wenxiao reached out, took it, and looked at it closely, “What’s it used for?”
“Cleaning.” Qiao Xiaomai described the ingredients and the origin of its name, “It works better than soap-pod liquid and bathing beans.”
“Oh?” Yang Wenxiao raised an eyebrow and immediately asked Gao Lian to fetch a basin of water.
He washed his hands with the soap personally, and like Qiao Xiaomai, couldn’t see the effect, but his hands felt quite pleasant afterwards.
“Made with lard?” He dried his hands and took the soap for another inspection.
Qiao Xiaomai nodded.
“How much for one piece?”
“One hundred and eighty-eight copper coins.”
“Tsk, take it to Exquisite Taste Pavilion and sell it there,” Yang Wenxiao put the soap down.
“Okay.” Qiao Xiaomai was pleased with his response. Seeing that he wasn’t too interested in the soap, she couldn’t help feeling happy.
As long as Yang Wenxiao didn’t take a fancy to her innovative ideas, everything would be fine.
“But weren’t you supposed to focus on your studies, Sanlang? How come you still have time for this?” Yang Wenxiao asked.