Returning to 84, hunting for wealth, one person feeding three families.

public security bureau.

In the corridor outside the Criminal Investigation Department.

Ye Chen leaned against the wall, occasionally clasping his hands together in prayer.

Qian Jiali absolutely cannot afford to get into any trouble.

He was still thinking about giving his three ex-wives a good life!

It hasn't happened yet, but God can't let this opportunity slip away!

In his previous life, Ye Chen missed out on three women who truly cared for him, and endured countless agonizing nights.

In this life, I must never repeat the same mistakes!

"Ye Chen, the results are in!"

As dusk fell, Zhao Changshun finally emerged from the Criminal Investigation Department office.

He went straight to Ye Chen and told him the final answer.

"We tested those drugs, and they are indeed effective. We can avoid the charge of selling counterfeit drugs, but practicing medicine without a license is already the lightest punishment."

"Comrade Zhao, I understand the rules, but I don't know how I'll be punished in the end?" Ye Chen nodded and asked.

Zhao Changshun frowned before responding truthfully.

"Logically speaking, this was your ex-wife's first offense, and she didn't even sell a single packet of medicine, so it was just an attempted crime."

"Criminal punishment isn't worth it, but things are tense lately. If someone wants to get out, the fines might be much harsher than usual!"

Qian Jiali had barely arrived in Qianjia Village when she was immediately surrounded by people. She did not receive any medical advice, nor did she sell any counterfeit medicine. Zhao Changshun enforced the law impartially, and the attempt was indeed unsuccessful.

However, in the context of the 1980s, everything was handled strictly.

As for fines, the penalties should naturally be increased!

Ye Chen had anticipated this outcome and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good that no one was hurt. As for the fine... thank goodness I stepped on the twin ginseng before!

At worst, I'll just use that first pot of gold to pay the fine.

Looking back could also make Qian Jiali realize the seriousness of the matter and repent.

"Comrade Zhao, how much is the fine? Just name your amount, and I'll go and collect it right now!"

"Normally, the fine would be two hundred, but with a heavier penalty, it would probably be at least five hundred!"

Zhao Changshun said somewhat embarrassedly that as the deputy captain, he had many tasks on a daily basis and had experienced a lot of human nature.

Nowadays, even a regular employee of a state-owned enterprise earns only forty or fifty yuan a month.

A fine of 500 yuan is equivalent to a year's income for a full-time employee!

If this happened to a villager like Ye Chen, he probably wouldn't be able to bear it at all!

Zhao Changshun did not expect that Ye Chen would not be nervous upon hearing this, but instead would breathe a sigh of relief.

The next second, he directly made a guarantee.

"Comrade Zhao, thank you very much. As long as we have a figure, the rest is negotiable!"

"Please also tell Jiali not to worry, get a good night's sleep, and that I will definitely come to pick her up at dawn tomorrow!"

Why is Ye Chen so confident about a fine of 500?

Zhao Changshun was startled, fearing that Ye Chen might do something reckless.

"Ye Chen, while raising the money is important, you must also understand that you absolutely cannot break the law for money!"

"Comrade Zhao, thank you for your advice. Don't worry, I have a way to raise this money, and I guarantee it will be legal and compliant, and I won't cause you any trouble!"

Ye Chen nodded firmly.

Zhao Changshun breathed a sigh of relief and assured him, "I'm glad you said that. I'll take care of passing on the message. Tonight, I'll get a blanket for your ex-wife and try my best to make sure she doesn't suffer any mistreatment!"

Zhao Changshun had a good impression of Ye Chen, who was willing to fight to the death for his ex-wife.

Now he's even more loyal and righteous, accompanying his ex-wife to the police station and readily handing over a huge sum of 500 yuan.

Out of respect, Zhao Changshun made a promise before bidding farewell to Ye Chen.

……

Half an hour later, Ye Chen had left the police station and arrived in front of a traditional Chinese medicine shop.

In his previous life, Ye Chen had done a lot of business dealing in mountain treasures, and he was very skilled at selling medicinal herbs!

Twin ginseng is very valuable; a price of over two thousand is definitely a huge sum of money.

Showing it off rashly will only bring trouble upon yourself.

Ye Chen would never resort to any remedy in desperation!

"This is Changsheng Pharmacy!"

After glancing at the signboard of the traditional Chinese medicine shop, Ye Chen ignored the fact that the shop was already closed and knocked on the door.

But not long after, someone actually responded inside the Changsheng Pharmacy.

"But is someone suddenly critically ill?"

"Brother, I'm in a hurry. I need to do a deal with you guys to get some money to save someone. It'll be too late if I don't get through tonight, so I can't afford to delay!"

Unlike others, Changsheng Pharmacy is closed at night, but there are still people on duty in the pharmacy.

This is to prevent people from falling seriously ill and having nowhere to seek medical treatment.

It was precisely because of the other party's benevolence that Ye Chen chose to cooperate with him.

Moreover, Ye Chen knew that the Longevity Medicine Pharmacy was wealthy and could raise two thousand yuan in a short time.

An ordinary businessman wouldn't have such a large-scale operation!

"Brother, so eager to do business? Do you have something good to sell?"

A moment later, the doors of the Longevity Pharmacy opened, and a young boy hurriedly poked his head out, asking Ye Chen a question.

Ye Chen then casually lifted a corner of the ginseng root, revealing a section of ginseng rootlets.

"This ginseng is old enough and fetches a good price. Brother, could you please inform them? I'm in a real hurry to save someone!"

The pharmacy clerk, who dealt with medicinal herbs year-round, naturally had a good eye. He glanced at the ginseng rootlets and quickly invited Ye Chen in.

He then arranged for Ye Chen to sit quietly in the main hall, while he himself walked towards the backyard.

A moment later, an elderly man with gray hair returned. His hair was noticeably disheveled because he had gotten up in the middle of the night.

Once seated opposite Ye Chen, he couldn't help but complain.

"Young man, you're really impatient. I've seen plenty of people begging for medical treatment at night, but you're the first one begging for business!"

"Master, I was in such a hurry. I really need money to keep them here, and I can't afford to delay. So, I'm willing to lower the price a bit. Two thousand yuan will do!"

"No, you..."

The old man frowned slightly, about to reprimand Ye Chen for being too arrogant.

Ye Chen had already taken out the twin ginseng hidden in his coat and carefully placed it on the table.

"hiss……"

The old man's expression changed, and he gasped.

He rushed forward, craning his neck and staring intently at the twin ginseng, his breathing becoming increasingly heavy.

"Master, you'd better look carefully. I'm asking for two thousand, and I'm not lying. I'm just waiting for your word!" Ye Chen said calmly.

As he spoke, he pushed the ginseng in front of the old man.

The old man then put on his reading glasses and picked up the ginseng with both hands!

For a moment, the hall was completely silent, with only the old man's heavy breathing echoing in the background.

After a long while, the old man's face turned red, and he slammed his fist on the table.

"Good lad, you said two thousand yuan!"

"This time, my Changsheng Pharmacy has really gotten a good deal from you. From now on, if you come again, even in the middle of the night, this old man will personally entertain you!"

As the old man spoke, he waved his hand, calling over the shop assistant who had just served Ye Chen, and asked him to get the money.

A moment later, the old man, holding a bundle of 100-yuan notes, was about to hand over the money and deliver the goods.

Ye Chen smiled and asked.

"By the way, Master, are you short-staffed?"