Chapter 75

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That evening, Li Jin presented the banknote to Qin Muwen.

The young man's almond-shaped eyes widened, and he asked, "Ajin, where did you get so much money?"

Li Jin explained, "I sold the prescription for Xiaoshi pills and exchanged it for fifty taels of silver."

Qin Muwen didn't glance at the banknote again, even though it was the largest sum he had seen since his birth.

Clearly more focused on his husband, he sensed Li Jin's emotions. Qin Muwen untied Li Jin's knots and brought water to cleanse his face.

With a voice that exuded warmth, carrying a soothing magic, he asked, "A Jin, why are you feeling a bit down?"

Li Jin expressed, "Because the prescription for Dashanhaw pills wasn't my creation; I merely came across it in an ancient book. Now I'm profiting from it, and I feel a sense of guilt."

Qin Muwen embraced him, still maintaining a gentle tone, "I used to enjoy reading miscellaneous books, and coincidentally, I stumbled upon something related."

Pausing thoughtfully, he continued, "In the capital, truly beneficial and original secret formulas can fetch thousands of taels. At the very least, if they're original, they can be sold for no less than three hundred taels of silver."

As for non-original prescriptions, the pricing varies based on their effectiveness, ranging from fifty to one hundred taels.

A Jin had forewarned that his formula wasn't original. Coupled with our small town's circumstances, the shopkeeper only offered fifty taels."

Li Jin was taken aback; it turns out that the shopkeeper's earlier statement wasn't meant to console, but rather, it reflected the industry's pricing norms...

It must be said that the longer Li Jin interacted with his young husband, the more attractive qualities he discovered in him.

Qin Muwen's words completely eased the worries in my heart, igniting Li Jin's curiosity. He was eager to explore and even considered sharing a method to make preserved eggs.

However, it was merely a passing thought. He didn't want to go through that method of earning money again.

But if he could use "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic" and his own knowledge to create a simplified version of beginner's math, he could potentially earn a significant amount of money.

Qin Muwen leaned in and said, "A Jin, I had some wine today."

"Oh, would you like to taste what the wine tastes like?"

Qin Muwen looked surprised. "But A Jin, you didn't bring any wine back."

Li Jin went in for a kiss, their breaths mingling. "Could you taste its flavor?"

Qin Muwen might have initially intended to feel a bit shy, but his thoughts were led astray by Li Jin's words. He unexpectedly pondered for a moment and then shook his head seriously, saying, "No."

Li Jin held back his urge to tease him, wondering how his little husband could be so well-behaved.

After Li Jin took a shower, he embraced Qin Muwen and shared his plans.

"Tomorrow, I will take the water route to Fucheng. I'll first select a good house, and then when I return, I'll come to pick you up and the little bun."

The little bun was already asleep, but upon hearing Li Jin utter the word 'bun,' he realized he was being called. Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide and made a cute sound.

Li Jin quickly scooped up the little bun and coaxed him back to sleep.

Fortunately, the little bun usually didn't wake up at this time. His internal biological clock kept him from staying awake for long, and he soon drifted back to sleep.

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