Chapter 8 Silver-like Pewter Spear Head

Yang Chang gave Wu Song a mysterious smile and offered him a way to use medicine to enhance their relationship.

His idea came from the throbbing pills dropped by the rabbit corpse. He thought that as long as Wu Da's sex life was satisfactory, Pan Jinlian would not easily cheat on him, and Yang Chang could be considered to have done good deeds.

Unfortunately, Wu Song was a man of integrity and was unwilling to give his brother and sister-in-law drugs to arouse their sexual desire. After hearing this, he kept shaking his head with a stern face.

"Sanlang is so young, where did he learn such despicable tactics?"

"The next step?"

Yang Chang looked confused, scratching his head and pretending to be stupid and explaining: "My family used to have a ewe, who was not sociable and liked to bump into people. My father bought aphrodisiacs, and after mating and giving birth to lambs, the ewe became docile. I thought it was the same with humans."

“How can people be the same?”

Wu Song had just said half of his words when he suddenly realized that his words were true.

If my sister-in-law was pregnant with my brother's child, she might be able to live a peaceful life. But I just said something harsh to her, so how could I go back and give her the drug? I can only wait and see.

Thinking of this, Wu Song's expression eased a little, and he sighed, "Sanlang has met my brother and his wife, and he should know that my brother has an ugly appearance, and even if he uses medicine, it will only work temporarily."

"I have a solution, too."

"Huh? There's more?"

Wu Song already agreed in his heart, but he objected and refused to admit it.

I wanted to get rid of it quickly, but Yang Chang said something shocking again.

"Although my eldest brother is short, his facial features are not bad. He just doesn't take care of his appearance. As long as he is willing to change, everything is not too late."

"My brother goes out early and comes back late, exposed to the wind and sun. How can I change that?"

Wu Song shook his head and smiled bitterly, thinking that Yang Chang was daydreaming.

Yang Chang spread his hands and said disapprovingly: "If you don't go out early and come back late, and don't get exposed to the wind and sun, then that's fine, isn't it?"

"Huh? Although I want to support my brother and his wife, my brother doesn't agree at all. He said he can support himself and doesn't want to cause trouble for me. Sigh."

"I didn't say that you can't sell pancakes."

It wasn't until Yang Chang said this lazily that Wu Song's expectations were instantly raised.

"What Sanlang meant."

"I mean."

Seeing Wu Song's eyes full of excitement, Yang Chang deliberately paused before continuing the conversation, then pointed to the stove at his feet and continued speaking.

"Brother, you can sell pancakes at your doorstep. The pan is kept steaming on the stove. Hot pancakes must taste better than cold ones. This way you can continue to do business without being exposed to the wind and sun."

"Selling hot food at home? How many people come and go on Zishi Street? Brother will definitely not agree."

Wu Song said this, but in his heart he was thinking of setting up a stall at home. Pan Jinlian would have to show up in public. If she could seduce him today, she might have to seduce passers-by in the future, so he rejected Yang Chang's idea again.

"Brother, what you said is wrong. Although carrying a pole to sell food may attract many customers, it may not necessarily make a lot of money. Look at the restaurants in the city. They don't carry wine on the streets, but people still come to them. Why is that? Selling food and drinks is not only about filling the stomach, but also about the taste. As long as the pancakes are delicious, why worry that customers won't come? And if he runs a business at home, he can sell more than just pancakes. All kinds of breakfast can be sold."

"If I sell breakfast alone, it won't conflict with Wang Ganniang next door, but I will have to pay taxes, which is another expense."

"If there is profit, there will be tax. My brother is a county head, and the tax collectors will certainly give you some face, so you won't spend too much. Besides, my brother and his wife will spend every day together, which can also enhance the friendship between husband and wife. This is a two-birds-with-one-stone strategy."

"Killing two birds with one stone."

Wu Song's eyes suddenly lit up, thinking that if his brother stayed at home every day, the woman would not have the opportunity to cheat. He then patted Yang Chang on the shoulder and sighed, "Sanlang, I am impressed. I didn't expect you to be so wise. I will discuss this with you later."

"Brother, don't praise me." Yang Chang waved his hand modestly, "I'm glad I can help you solve your problems. I just took it for granted."

“Even if I take it for granted, I am better than others.”

Wu Song suddenly stood up, rubbing his hands and saying, "I didn't drink enough wine just now. Sanlang, stay here and warm yourself by the fire. I'll go to the street to get some wine and food, and then we can continue drinking and talking about heroes."

"I'm ok"

Yang Chang wanted to say that he would go by himself, but seeing that Wu Song had already opened the door, he did not argue with him.

There was wind and snow outside the door, and goose feathers were flying in the air.

Before the hour of You, the sky was already dark.

Wu Song left deep footprints in the snow and headed straight towards the street where liquor was sold.

All the shops along the way were closed to avoid the snow.

Wu Song walked along two streets but couldn't find a tavern that was open. Fortunately, he met a drinker on the way who was drinking from a gourd in his hand.

He stopped someone on the road and asked, and found out that the restaurant at the Lion Bridge was still open, so he quickly headed towards the Lion Bridge.

Wu Song bought three pounds of wine and three pounds of meat, crossed the Lion Bridge and took a shortcut back to the county government office, and suddenly stopped at the corner of West Street.

He saw a boy across the street holding a wooden board to close the door, with a plaque above it reading "Ximen Herbal Medicine Shop". Sanlang's plan might be worth a try.

Wu Song raised his hand to push down the brim of his hat, walked forward and called out to the doorman.

"Wait a minute, little brother. I'll get you two doses of medicine, and then we can close the shop."

Before the servant could react, he had already stepped over the threshold and entered the store.

The shopkeeper was checking the bills at the counter. When he saw someone coming, he stopped what he was doing and asked, "What medicine would you like to order, sir?"

"Let me consider."

Wu Song held the brim of his hat and looked around the pharmacy, but was not in a hurry to state his needs.

The shopkeeper came out and greeted him, cupping his hands and whispering, "If you haven't made up your mind, you can come back tomorrow. Our shop is about to close."

"What kind of medicinal herbs do you have in Ximensheng's medicine shop?"

"Is this your first time in Yanggu County? Ximen Herbal Medicine Shop has a complete range of products. If you can't find them in our shop, you can only go to Tokyo to look for them."

"Oh?" Wu Song suddenly approached the shopkeeper, covered his mouth and nose and whispered: "I want something to enhance sexual pleasure for men and women, do you have any for sale in your shop?"

“It is available, but the price is...”

Before the shopkeeper could finish his words, Wu Song took out two taels of silver, held it in front of the other party and asked, "Is this enough?"

"Ugh that's enough."

The shopkeeper took the silver and asked quietly, "Which one would you like, sir?"

"What kind? As long as it works well."

"No. I mean men's clothes? Or women's clothes?"

"Man. Wait."

Wu Song had just finished stating his needs when he stopped the shopkeeper and added, "I want them all."

"That still requires two taels."

The shopkeeper held out his hand to ask for it, and Wu Song took out another ingot of silver and handed it to him, frowning and asking, "Why is it so expensive?"

"They are all extracted from precious medicinal materials, which can ensure that men will be strong and powerful, and women will be gentle and affectionate."

"Then bring it quickly."

"Eh."

At Wu Song's urging, the shopkeeper returned to the table and squatted down to look for it. It took him a while to take out the two porcelain bottles.

"Sir, please remember that the white bottle is called the Fierce Tiger Descending the Mountain. You only need to take a small sip each time. The red bottle is called the Song of the Fiery Woman, too."

"No need to say more."

Wu Song interrupted the shopkeeper's introduction, reached out to take the two bottles of medicine and put them in his pocket, then ran out without looking back.

“Haha, interesting.”

"What's so interesting? I was just taking a nap behind the hall and heard you sold my treasure?"

While the shopkeeper was talking to himself, Ximen Qing suddenly appeared behind him.

"Boss, two taels of silver per bottle, it's a good deal to sell it, and the profit is very high."

"Master Ximen, am I short of two taels of silver? If someone from another pharmacy were to frame me and take those two bottles to report to the authorities, would two taels of silver be enough to cover the cost?"

"The boss is so confident. I know the risks involved. But I know the man just now. He is from the government. If I don't sell it, I will get into trouble."

"Oh? Who is it?"

Ximen became interested when he heard this. He was familiar with many officials in the county, and he wondered who had such a hobby.
"It's the new captain, Wu Song."

"No way? Wu Song was able to kill a giant tiger with his bare hands. A hero like him would also need the help of drugs?"

"Hehe, heroes are also human beings. When they were carrying him to the county government office that day, I happened to see him on the street. Although Wu Dutou tried his best to cover it up, I still recognized him."

After listening to the shopkeeper's explanation, Ximen Qing suddenly laughed heartily and said, "It turns out to be a silver-plated spear head. But since he bought The Fierce Tiger Descending the Mountain, why did he need The Heroine's Song?"

"The more you try to hide it, the more obvious it becomes"

"That makes sense. I wonder where Wu Song is going tonight. I have an appointment with my friend to have a drink at the Lion Tower. You can go home early after you settle the bill."

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)