Just as he said it, Jiang Quan dug out a few pieces of red paper from home and cut them into diamond shapes. The words Fu, Lu, Shou, Xi, and Wealth were written on them respectively, and he also wrote: Fairy Tong Gourd below.

Then he put the red paper on his own gourd, looked around and felt very satisfied.

He then called his two friends, Li Dao and Li He, and pointed at the red paper and said to them: "From now on, my gourd will be called Fairy Tong Gourd. Do you want to join me?"

Li Dao and Li He didn't know why, "What do you mean?"

"That is to say, if you sell your own gourds to me, I will get 30% of the price of the gourds sold." Jiang Quan explained to the two of them.

Li He blinked, a little reluctantly: "Why?"

Jiang Quan raised his chin and said: "Because the price of the gourds I sell is high and I can make more money than you selling them yourself, you just decide whether to do it or not. If not, I will find someone else."

Li Dao has a quick mind and reacts quickly. He nodded immediately: "Do it!"

He has seen Jiang Quan’s sales methods, so he trusts him very much.

So on that day, Jiang Quan and Li Dao Li He drove a mule cart to the market to sell gourds.

Of course, Ying Bao was also fooled into coming together.

The mule cart stopped at the place where he sold apricots last time. Ten large gourds were taken off the mule cart and placed on the roadside.

“Gourds are for sale! The gourds planted by the little fairy boy bring you happiness, wealth, longevity and wealth. You can let whatever you want come through the door. The quantity is limited, so hurry up and buy it. If it’s too late, it will be gone!”

Yingbao was stunned by her second cousin's shocking slogan.

It turns out that this guy actually uses himself to gain popularity.

“Is it really the gourd planted by the little fairy boy?” Someone came over and asked.

Jiang Quan pulled his little cousin out from behind and said with a smile: "Is this even fake?"

Nowadays, fifty-six out of ten villagers in Chuanhe Town know the little girl of Jiang Sanlang's family. At first glance, she turned out to be the little fairy child of the Jiang family, so she asked: "How can I sell the gourd?"

Jiang Quan spread his five fingers and said, "The big one has five guans, the small one has two guans."

"What?" The man almost staggered in fright, "Are you crazy? Why is this thing so expensive?"

Five guans can buy an acre of good paddy field. This young man really dares to ask a price.

“There’s nothing you can do about it if it’s too expensive. This is the cheapest one.” Jiang Quan said proudly, “Our Calabash King, if you don’t have fifty taels of silver, you can’t even think about it.”

"Tch! I see you are crazy about money." Someone said angrily.

“That’s right!” Others echoed.

Jiang Quan ignored these people and still shouted loudly: "The fairy gourd planted by the little fairy boy himself, five sticks each, first pick, first served, don't miss the opportunity, don't come again, if you want to get lucky, hurry up and buy it, we are out of date No wait.”

Yingbao has finally convinced his second cousin.

But what can we do? We have already come, so what can we do?

She pointed her finger at Jiang Quan, "Second brother, come here, you sell me a gourd with my name, how will you divide the money later?"

Jiang Quan said with a smile: "When we make money, each of us will get half of it."

“Oh, that’s pretty much it.” Ying Bao was satisfied.

But despite Jiang Quan's shouting for half an hour, he didn't sell any of them.

Li Dao and Li He were a little discouraged, so they got up and looked elsewhere. At this glance, they knew the reason.

It turns out that there are several Dongcun villagers nearby who are also selling gourds. They only sell gourds for 500 cash each, and some only sell them for 200 cash.

These idiots!

“Brother Jiang, why don’t we sell it for five hundred coins?” Li He was a little worried that his gourds wouldn’t be sold.

Jiang Quan glared at him: "If you want to sell 500 coins, go somewhere else, not here." Just kidding, he has the title of a little fairy boy, can he be the same as those mortal beings? Li Dao also glared at his cousin: "You can't keep your temper."

Li He felt wronged, but he did not dare to refute.

Suddenly, a man ran over with a child in his arms, knelt down in front of Yingbao, and burst into tears: "Please, little fairy boy, please save my child, wuwuwuwu... please..."

Ying Bao was startled. She saw that the child in this man's arms had a sallow complexion and was foaming at the mouth. He was already dying. One of his legs was blue and black. It was obvious that he had been injured by some poison.

"Put it down quickly and let me see." Ying Bao couldn't care less about the surprise and hurriedly ordered the man to put down the child.

This man also obeyed and put the child on the ground.

Ying Bao quickly opened the child's eyelids and saw that his pupils were dilated and he could no longer see.

With a thought in mind, Ying Bao took out a pill from her pocket, crushed it and stuffed it into the child's mouth. She also took out a small porcelain bottle from her pocket. The porcelain bottle contained the detoxification potion she had prepared before, but she didn't know if it was suitable for the disease.

After pouring the medicine into the child, the child's complexion improved a lot.

Ying Bao didn't dare to relax. He lifted up the child's trouser legs and took a look. There were two small blood spots on his calves.

Looks like he was bitten on the calf by some kind of venomous snake.

Thought for a while and said to the man holding the child: "Go buy a candle."

The man did not hesitate, got up and ran to the grocery store to buy a candle.

Ying Bao asked him to light a candle with a fire stick, then took out a thin blade and put it on the fire to grill and sterilize.

Then use a thin blade to make a cross-shaped cut on the boy's wound, allowing the poisonous blood to flow out.

After this operation, a lot of people have gathered around.

People talked a lot, but no one raised any questions.

After a while, Yingbao fed the child another porcelain bottle of detoxification potion, squeezed it on his calf, and then sprinkled her own medicine powder on the wound.

The child's complexion softened a bit and he started to moan and cry.

Ying Bao breathed a sigh of relief and said to the man: "Give me the money for the medicine, a total of ten taels of silver."

“Huh?” The man was stunned.

Jiang Quan on the side saw this and said displeased: "Ah what? Does my little fairy boy treat your child for free?"

The man shook his head quickly and said calmly: "But...but I, I don't have that much money."

Jiang Quan frowned and said, "If you don't have money, just work to pay off the debt. My fairy boy's medicines are all fairy medicines. Counting your ten taels is already very cheap. You won't be ungrateful and want to default on the debt, right?"

“No, no, if Fairy Boy saved my son’s life, I would be willing to work for her for the rest of my life.”

The man's family was the only boy in the family. Unexpectedly, he was bitten by a venomous snake. Just now, even Mr. Li was helpless and refused to take him in.

He also sent his son to the little fairy boy because he was a dead horse.

At this moment, the lifeless look on the child's face disappeared, and he could still make a sound. Even the purple color on his calves had faded a lot. He knew that his son was saved.

The man cried with joy and was also very confused. His family really couldn't afford ten taels of silver. Since the little fairy boy asked him to work to pay off the debt, then he should go.

Someone said from the side: "Zhao Da, if you can work for the little fairy boy, it's because of the smoke coming out of your ancestral graves, so why don't you agree quickly?"

“That’s right, I just want to bring your son with me, and let the little fairy boy continue to treat him.”

Someone urged Zhao Da, "Why don't you hurry up and thank the little fairy boy for saving your life."

Zhao Da suddenly understood. He knelt down to Ying Bao and kowtowed three times: "Thank you, little fairy boy, for saving your life. I will work hard and pay back the medical money."

Yingbao was also confused. Just when she was about to refuse, Jiang Quan pulled her sleeves and said, "We don't open a charity hall. There will be many people coming to you for medical treatment in the future. Do you want to give them free treatment? You can't do this. You have to accept it." Let this person work to pay off the debt.”