Ruling the Historical Romance Novel as the Female Supporting Character-Chapter 140: Was She Just a Cash Counting Machine?!

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Chapter 140: Was She Just a Cash Counting Machine?!

"Yes, all the herbs you need are packed here. There are a total of 100 roots of ginseng aged from ten to twenty years, averaging at sixteen yuan each. Additionally, there are 11 roots of hundred-year-old ginseng, and after some price negotiation, it’s down to seven hundred and fifty yuan each. However, the two three-hundred-year-old ginseng roots are a bit pricier; they are still holding at one thousand eight hundred each. I thought since each one is irreplaceable, it’s acceptable that they are more expensive. But if you find it too expensive, I can keep them." Yu Qiancheng smiled.

This time, he had collected not only many good herbs but also valuable herbal formulas. Genuine treasures were what they had never dared to dream of in the past.

"No problem, I’ll take all of them." Su Yijia said magnanimously, placing her bamboo baskets on the table. She took out all the money from her personal warehouse and placed it in the baskets. She did it three times before most of the money was spread out on the table.

"In total, the herbs amount to 13,450 yuan. Let’s add your expenses for this trip, and I’ll pay it all." Su Yijia’s voice quivered slightly, but her words were bold. She didn’t let the people from the Yu family see how much it hurt. She had even developed a deep psychological shadow against this traditional Chinese medicine shop. She had worked so hard to earn this much money, and within an hour of coming in, her pocket money was reduced to a mere thousand yuan.

"Look at what you’re saying. How can I accept the money for travelling? In fact, I should be grateful to you. Without your help, I wouldn’t have had the courage to go out and collect herbs. If you consider the actual benefits, your herbs are worth much less than my things. I won’t accept your money for my expenses," Yu Qiancheng promptly refused. Su Yijia, seeing his reaction, was genuinely curious. He seemed to have gotten some extraordinary treasures to be so thrilled. But the fortunes of others were none of her business, and being overly nosy would be impolite.

"Congratulations," she genuinely congratulated him. Yu Qiancheng looked a bit embarrassed again. He scratched his head and said, "Do you still need these herbs in the future? If you want them, I can make another trip later. I still have many places I haven’t visited. I didn’t have enough time this time, and I’m running low on money." With so many places in China, the more remote and obscure they were, the more hidden treasures they contained. This time, he didn’t have enough time, and, in fact, he was running low on funds.

"Yes!" Su Yijia replied decisively. Even though she had enough hundred-year-old ginseng for Detoxification Pills for Qin Kaize, these items were hard to come by and always in demand. Not only did they have an appreciation value, but who knew when the system would reveal new recipes that required these items. It was a good idea to have a little extra on hand, even if it meant working a little harder to make money.

"By the way, I need to buy some more herbs, I forgot just now," Su Yijia suddenly seemed to remember something, sat at the table, and wrote down almost twenty types of herbs on the paper. Most of these were for the Whitening Lotion, and the rest were for the Hair Growth Lotion. In total, it cost her a whole eight hundred yuan.

When she left the traditional Chinese medicine shop, she couldn’t even find three hundred yuan in her pocket. She wobbled on her bicycle, and halfway there, she stopped and held her fingers together, raising them to the sky, trying to see how much space there was left between the palms. The old folks said that a loose hand couldn’t hold money. But no matter how tight she squeezed the palms together, she just couldn’t hold on to her money.

She had been here for a full three weeks, and it felt like she was a money-counting machine. Any extra money just passed through her, and in the end, it was all taken away.

Fortunately, the critical medicinal herbs for Qin Kaize’s treatment had been obtained, offering a glimmer of hope.

Su Yijia heaved a sigh of relief and was about to get on her bicycle when she suddenly noticed a couple arguing in the distance.

Wasn’t that Su Xinyue?!

The person with her wasn’t Qin Mingcheng.

Could this be the second male lead in the novel, or was there yet another new character?

Su Yijia rubbed her chin and quickly pushed her bicycle into a nearby alley. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Peeking out half her head, she eagerly watched the drama unfold.

Su Xinyue seemed to be throwing a tantrum, constantly pushing and shoving the man, trying to leave.

But her weak attempts at force seemed more like playful gestures than actual resistance.

After several back-and-forths of such antics, it completely drove the man to lose his temper, and he simply picked her up right there on the street.

"Wow, isn’t this exciting?" Su Yijia couldn’t help but let out a quiet sigh.

Her round, curious eyes surveyed the surroundings.

Where were the morality patrols?

Where were the busybodies?

As expected, the female lead was the female lead, with conditions ripe for extramarital affairs.

Su Yijia watched as Su Xinyue struggled a few more times but failed to escape the man’s embrace. Instead, he held her even tighter, and she seemed to calm down.

The man whispered something in her ear, and they eventually headed to a nearby car.

So, this is the second male lead, huh? I wonder if he encountered Su Xinyue ahead of time, and whether that might bring forward the time for the Qin family’s destruction?

Su Yijia pondered this as she noted the car’s license plate.

But she had to keep Su Xinyue on a tight leash to ensure she married into the Qin family as soon as possible.

Otherwise, how could this man become so jealous and end up eliminating those three scoundrels from the Qin family?

After a one-and-a-half-hour bicycle ride, Su Yijia finally returned to the Qin family’s home.

She saw two large boxes on Qin Kaize’s knees.

"What’s this? Why have you been carrying it on your legs? Is it heavy?" Su Yijia offered to help him remove the items.

Qin Kaize blinked rapidly several times.

"Is this a gift from you?" Su Yijia was somewhat surprised.

However, as soon as she finished her sentence, both of them were even more surprised.

They had been communicating solely through the notebook. Neither of them had considered that they could communicate without it.

Su Yijia had thought Qin Kaize might not be so clever, and Qin Kaize seemed to think the same.

Both of them remained silent for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter.

"So, from now on, this will be our exclusive means of communication," Su Yijia said to Qin Kaize through a series of eye blinks.

"Yeah, it’s our special way of communicating," Qin Kaize replied with his deep and starry eyes.

"Now, take a look at your gift. If you don’t like it, I’ll prepare something else for you."

Only then did Su Yijia shift her focus to the two large boxes.

In fact, the boxes were not very heavy, but they were incredibly exquisite. When Su Yijia opened them, she found a set of white silk cheongsam. It was embellished with silver-white embroidery depicting playful phoenixes and fish, giving it a subtle yet luxurious appearance.

However, this cheongsam was far from simple. Su Yijia had seen high-quality items in her previous life, and her mother owned several precious cheongsams, all crafted by masters from southern China. Despite the silver-white pattern appearing subtle, with just a slight turn of the box, you could see its iridescent luster. Evidently, it was made using top-notch silver thread.

Furthermore, this was the work of an even more skilled master, perhaps older and more experienced than the one Su Yijia’s mother had hired. They used unique techniques, including intricate embroidery methods known only in the world of Su embroidery. Although it appeared simple with rows of tiny beads, anyone knowledgeable in the craft could tell that this was a masterful piece of work.