I became the Counterpart of the Winner in a Period Novel-Chapter 358 - 313: Delivering Pillows

Jiang Mingyue opened four packets of mountain delicacies to show Pan.

She casually picked up a handful to look at. The shape was winding, uniform in size, clean and dry, with a natural fragrance. Truly, these treasures nurtured by nature were extraordinary.

In front of a connoisseur, Jiang Mingyue didn’t need to say a word to describe them. The quality was self-evident, and those who sun-dried them were undoubtedly of good character. There was not a single impurity inside; the small and flawed ones had all been picked out. Farmers bring out the best, and business people love to deal with such honest folks. Everyone has their sense of measure.

"Not bad!"

Jiang Mingyue knew he would like them, so she handed him a cup of honey water.

"Pan, have a taste. This honey was also harvested by my cousin Yong from the mountains. I think it’s the best honey I’ve ever had."

Pan smiled. He didn’t know if it tasted good, but this young man certainly had a stroke of luck. He looked outside the courtyard again, this time observing more carefully.

He took a big sip, and the taste was indeed wonderful. He drank it all in one go.

"Could I trouble you for another cup?" He was dying of thirst, and when he got home, he realized he had left his door key behind, not even having a drop of water to drink.

Jiang Mingyue happily poured another cup, this time adding an extra spoonful of honey.

Pan Zhoucong, who loved sweet things, felt like this honey was tailor-made for him. He immediately decided that he would take as much as there was, with no time limit.

Look at that, wasn’t a sales channel just opened?

Jiang Mingyue then opened another cloth parcel with a smile, "Pan, you know your stuff. Can you help me check how this ginseng is?"

Pan immediately stood up. He had been curious about this cloth parcel, but his manners prevented him from staring. If it hadn’t been placed on the Eight Immortals table, he wouldn’t have focused on it.

"Is it really ginseng?" Pan Zhoucong leaned over to take a closer look. It wasn’t that he didn’t recognize ginseng; he was just too happy. He wanted to say, not only was the young fellow in the yard lucky, but he was lucky too, or how would he happen to receive a pillow when feeling sleepy?

Carefully picking it up for a closer look, Pan Zhoucong couldn’t suppress his excitement, "Ming Yue, you’ve really solved my immediate problem. This is a hundred-year-old wild ginseng."

Pan didn’t hide the truth, though he might as well have. Jiang Mingyue didn’t want to hear it, but the man insisted on being forthright.

It turned out that a benefactor who had been secretly supporting them had an elderly father at home with health issues, urgently seeking a wild ginseng over a hundred years old for medicine.

Recently, Pan mobilized all his connections to find the ginseng, but to no avail. The largest piece found was only over ten years old, which wouldn’t do.

Hearing Pan Zhoucong’s words, Jiang Mingyue’s smile almost overflowed onto the street.

The best business is like this, solving both the buyer’s and seller’s problems.

Making everyone truly happy is the real success.

The next morning, Yong expressed his intention to return home as he was worried. Jiang Mingyue didn’t hold him back, but she caught two chickens from the coop for him to take along and prepared some steamed buns for his journey.

"Cousin Yong, wait a moment."

When he returned, the girl placed a thick envelope in his hand.

"Ming Yue, what’s this?"

"Cousin Yong, I know Uncle is thinking about me, and I appreciate it. I kept a bottle of honey, which will last me a long time. A friend of mine loved the rest and asked me to thank you. The ginseng came just in time to save someone. There’s a total of six hundred and sixty-six, which is a very lucky number. I believe Uncle’s family will prosper and everything will keep getting better."

Shen Yanrong became anxious and hurriedly pushed the envelope back. "Ming Yue, those things were meant for you, and this money should stay with you, or my dad will scold me when I return."

Jiang Mingyue found it amusing; this cousin was so honest. If someone else got such a large sum of money, they wouldn’t act like it was a hot potato.

Jiang Mingyue stuffed the envelope back into Shen Yanrong’s hands, "Cousin Yong, listen to me. You’ve seen that I have a job and earn money every month. The garden is planted with vegetables, and I can’t finish them alone. Don’t worry about me. But you really need them. If Uncle splits from the family, you might have to build a new house. Everything will cost money then."

Shen Yanrong recalled his parents’ previous plan. Given the grandparents’ bias, his family would likely receive nothing in the split, and building a house would indeed require a lot of money. He couldn’t let his parents embarrass themselves by borrowing money everywhere. A dutiful son shouldn’t be stubborn.

It seemed like he made a big decision; Shen Yanrong stood straight, solemnly accepting the money and carefully storing it in a hidden pocket. Jiang Mingyue watched him and swallowed the advice she was about to give.

"Ming Yue, when I return, I’ll definitely save up good things to send to you."

Jiang Mingyue replied with a smile, "Sure, I’ll be waiting for you to send me something, Cousin Yong."

The heaviness in Shen Yanrong’s heart finally lifted as he saw the twinkle in his sister’s eyes.

Back at Tiansheng Bridge, the Shen family courtyard was clouded with tension. The eldest family had been cursing and complaining since last night.