Chapter 161: 160: I am the Rebel against the Heavenly Dao

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Chapter 161: Chapter 160: I am the Rebel against the Heavenly Dao The medicine materials delivered by Changsheng Hall were brought directly through the side door, cart by cart, straight into Qin Liuxi’s courtyard. Qin Mingyue and Song Yuqing just happened to arrive nearby, and watched wide-eyed as Little Chen Pi led two people dressed in hemp-colored robes, carrying materials to Qin Liuxi’s place. “This, this must be the real reason big sister chose to live in the side court, right?” Qin Mingyue said with her eyes wide and mouth agape. The truth was just to facilitate her own comings and goings, as well as those of others. Song Yuqing whispered, “It’s just big cousin Liu Xi’s personal preference.” Qin Mingyue glanced at her, pretending to be heartbroken: “Ever since big sister gave you a bolt of satin, you’ve taken her side and don’t get along with me anymore.” “That’s not true.” Song Yuqing hung her head, thinking about that bolt of satin, a piece of which you had cut off. Qin Mingyue, finding it dull, said as they finally finished moving the materials, “Come, let’s go find big sister to talk to.” Song Yuqing was quite resistant, seeing the situation, Qin Liuxi must be busy, it would be better not to disturb her, but she couldn’t resist the other’s strong pull, and was dragged there. The two of them had just arrived at the courtyard gate when they were stopped by Qi Huang. “We’ve come to talk to big sister,” Qin Mingyue furrowed her delicate eyebrows. Qi Huang said, “The eldest miss is busy and fears she cannot entertain you two, please leave.” Qin Mingyue struggled to keep her composure for a moment; it was one thing for Qin Liuxi to be like this, but now her maid was also so inhospitable—a true case of a dog taking on its master’s attitude. Song Yuqing immediately said, “Since big cousin Liu Xi is busy, Mingyue, let’s go for now.” She pulled forcefully on Qin Mingyue, even more forcefully than when Qin Mingyue had tugged at her, and dragged her away. Qi Huang shook her head at this, and with a bang she closed the courtyard gate. They did not have so much time to spend on idle chit-chat of young ladies. Qin Liuxi inspected the materials sent by Changsheng Hall one by one, holding a piece of charcoal and some paper, writing and sketching on it. Qi Huang mentioned the visit of Qin Mingyue and the others, and Qin Liuxi didn’t even lift her head, merely responding with a hum. She clearly didn’t care. Qi Huang didn’t say more, looked at the medicine materials at the entrance of Medicine House and said, “With so many materials, I fear there is much sorting to be done.” “Yes, I regret it.” Qin Liuxi appeared dejected, looking up to the sky, “You don’t know, there was once an opportunity where I could have made money by doing nothing at all, and I just didn’t seize it. If I could do it all over again, I would...” Boom. A muffled thunder sounded overhead. Qin Liuxi gritted her teeth: “...I still wouldn’t be able to seize it!” Squatting next to the medicine materials, Chen Pi burst into laughter. Qi Huang also laughed, saying, “You should just focus on what’s in front of you, and not think about those impossibilities. Even if such a good thing happened to you, who knows which of the Five Disadvantages and Three Deficiencies might be waiting for you, what if you ended up damaged?” Qin Liuxi looked at her darkly: “My fate is so bitter.” “Have a sugar bean, it will be sweet.” Qi Huang took a medicine bottle from his waist wallet and poured a bean into her mouth. This sugar bean was also made by Qin Liuxi herself, using Chuanbei honey chrysanthemum and Xue Li Juice and other throat-moistening and lung-moistening herbal ingredients. Sucking on one during the dry autumn season could keep the throat cool and moist. Qin Liuxi sighed and instructed Chen Pi: “Go get the yellow paper that’s been soaking in the vermillion box on the shelf in my room, and the scissors.” “Alright.” Chen Pi got up from the ground, dashed into the room, and quickly came out with the yellow paper and scissors to hand to her. Qin Liuxi sat directly on the ground, swiftly cut out seven or eight little paper figures, lined them up, then with a flick of her fingers and a chant, she cast a spell on the little paper figures. They came alive as if infused with vitality, stood up, and adorably bowed to Qin Liuxi. Qin Liuxi said, “Qi Huang, you take the little paper figures to handle the herbs. Follow this measurement and first give me a batch to try and process.” She handed over the paper she had just written and drawn on. The processing of herbs requires precise calculations, especially with traditional Chinese herbs, where a little more or less can greatly diminish their effectiveness. In severe cases, it might even lead to heavy injury or death. Therefore, this task needs to be rigorous. Qin Liuxi herself took karma very seriously; for matters involving human life, she did not dare to bear the consequences. Qi Huang understood as well. He quickly picked a portion of the herbs following the measurements and took them to the Medicine House. At this moment, the sky outside was somewhat overcast, but the Medicine House was as bright as daylight. The walls were all lined with night light stones, emitting a white light even in the dark night. In addition to these, there were Luminous Pearls, all capable of providing illumination. As for fire? Fire, due to fear of igniting, is not kept lit on regular days, and only Fire Stones are used when fire is needed. In the northwest corner, there was a stove, with neatly stacked silver charcoal and thin bamboo strips for kindling beside it. Inside the Medicine House, there were also several small rooms. One of them was used to process and refine herbs, connected to the outside stove. On one side, there were rows of various colorful and transparent glass equipment; these were specially ordered by Changsheng Hall’s Boss Feng Mu overseas according to Qin Liuxi’s blueprints. On the other side were traditional herb processing tools, including stoves, medicine hammers, and so on. This was the Alchemy Room. Next to the Alchemy Room was a room for storing herbs, where Qin Liuxi had set up a Spirit Gathering Array. Therefore, the herbs sent here would generally be stronger than those found in the market. Among the several kinds of herbs, Qin Liuxi placed them on high racks, including the recently obtained Wind Spirit Flower. These herbs had been sealed with spells, and she would immediately know if anyone touched them. Another smaller room also had a Spirit Gathering Array set up and lined with shelf after shelf of refined medicines, each categorized and varying in price. But the medicine bottles here, no matter how simple the golden sore medicine might be, were much more effective than the common ones on the market. The medicines on the shelves, if released into the market, would be snapped up at high prices. Selling them wouldn’t leave Qin Liuxi struggling in poverty. But she couldn’t bear to sell them. These medicines, accumulated bit by bit with interest over the past decade, were saved for her retirement. When she really didn’t feel like working anymore, one sale, and hey, there would be her retirement fund, right? Moreover, sometimes when encountering a patient, she would give them out. A little each time, and it didn’t last. So ordinarily, she would not sell them. Qin Liuxi stood at the door of the Alchemy Room, staring at the sparkling glass equipment, momentarily in a daze. “My master, what are you standing there for?” Qi Huang, holding the herbs, came in and found Qin Liuxi in a daze, feeling a bit strange. Qin Liuxi asked: “What do you think, how come I know all these things?” She pointed at the equipment inside. Ever since she traveled through time, apart from knowing her name was Qin Liuxi and many other things, a lot of things she could learn right away. But who really was she? Before Qi Huang could reply, she praised herself with a laugh: “I know it. I must be a natural-born genius, the prodigal child of the Heavenly Dao, and that’s why I can dabble in a little bit of everything. If I don’t do something, it punishes me harshly. It must be running away like this!” Qi Huang: “...” Heavenly Dao: Prodigal child, go get busy!

Chapter 161: 160: I am the Rebel against the Heavenly Dao

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