All the heavens begin with the love in the courtyard.

After all, tens of thousands of yuan is a huge expense for a hospital.

Seeing that things were like this, Han Chunming had no choice but to follow the director's advice and start raising the money.

Han Chunming and Su Meng left the hospital. Su Meng looked conflicted and followed behind Han Chunming without saying a word.

Seeing this, Han Chunming smiled helplessly and said.

"Alright, I'll figure out how to get the money. It's just a few tens of thousands of yuan, nothing serious. You go and keep your dad company first!"

Su Meng nodded, her little hands clenched tightly, not daring to look at Han Chunming.

Han Chunming smiled, pushed his bicycle, and rode away into the distance, leaving Su Meng standing there, watching Han Chunming's figure disappear.

Su Meng's eyes were full of expectation. At this moment, she had no other choice. Her only hope lay with Han Chunming.

Han Chunming rode his bicycle home and found Taozi sitting there with a miserable look on his face, drinking tea and waiting for him.

Only after asking did I learn that Cai Xiaoli had contacted him today, and after a big argument, Cai Xiaoli said that a foreigner was looking for Han Chunming and gave him a phone number to pass on to Han Chunming.

Seeing Taozi's dejected appearance, Han Chunming found it amusing. Taozi complained to him about his experiences during this period.

Since breaking up with Cai Xiaoli and resigning to become unemployed, Taozi's life has suddenly changed from being someone everyone praised to a negative example.

During this period, he has been verbally abused countless times by his parents, relatives, friends, and even neighbors. He is now almost abandoned by the whole world.

Taozi couldn't understand why, even though Cai Xiaoli dumped him to climb the social ladder, the whole world seemed to be blaming him, and even his father was threatening to sever their father-son relationship to force him to reconcile with Cai Xiaoli.

Taozi feels a sense of utter despair whenever she thinks about this relationship.

Seeing Taozi's dejected appearance, Han Chunming could only sigh helplessly. It seemed it was time to cheer him up.

To rouse a man, power, money, or beauty—any one of these is enough to ignite his passion.

What Han Chunming could give Taozi was money, of course.

Han Chunming found a phone and dialed back the number Cai Xiaoli had given him.

Although he had a vague idea of ​​who the other party was, when the call was connected and Simon, a middle-aged white man, came through, Han Chunming felt a surge of secret joy. It was all so easy!

On the other end of the phone, Simon cautiously asked Han Chunming how he had diagnosed his condition that day.

Han Chunming simply smiled and explained that it was his family's traditional medical skill, and that he had arranged to meet the other party at a certain place the next day.

After agreeing on a place and time, Han Chunming invited Taozi to go to Polanhou's place for a drink together.

After finishing his drink, Han Chunming asked the ragpicker for an antique-looking wooden box and a foot of yellow cloth from the ragpicker, and then went home satisfied.

He told Taozi to wait, saying that his business would open soon and he would have Taozi deliver the goods. His little cousin Meng Xiaoxing would also be there, so the two of them could keep each other company.

Although Meng Xiaoxing is a country girl, she is eloquent and not stupid. She will definitely be able to handle these small matters without any problems.

Han Chunming didn't plan to expand this business too much; he wanted to test the waters first within the foreign community in Beijing.

As for whether this business can be done, let's see how things go.

He wasn't planning to sell this stuff for long; he wanted to make his first fortune first.

The next day, Han Chunming rode his bicycle alone to a park, where the two agreed to meet at the park entrance.

Han Chunming, carrying a satchel, arrived at the park entrance and saw the tall, white man standing out like a crane among chickens, attracting frequent glances from passersby.

Han Chunming pushed his bicycle forward. When Simon saw Han Chunming, his eyes lit up and he quickly went forward to pull Han Chunming along.

Upon seeing this, Han Chunming quickly waved his hand and called out in English.

“There are too many people here, Mr. Simon. We should find a more secluded place to talk. You don’t want too many people to know about your privacy, do you?”

Simon looked around and then nodded. He pointed to the car parked not far away and said...

"There's a hotel up ahead, let's talk in the hotel restaurant! Do you need a ride with me?"

Han Chunming shook his head and said.

"I know the place. You go ahead, I'll be there right away!"

Simon nodded, not insisting, and turned to drive his car towards the hotel.

Han Chunming followed on his bicycle, and the two arrived at the hotel one after the other. Han Chunming wasn't intimidated by this kind of place, so he ordered a coffee, figuring someone else would pay anyway.

Simon booked a private room, and the two sat facing each other. As soon as they sat down, Simon couldn't wait to ask Han Chunming if there was any way to cure his illness.

Han Chunming smiled as he looked at the foreigner in front of him. He had wanted to tell the foreigner some stories, but judging from the current situation, it seemed that he wouldn't need to.

Han Chunming took a closer look at Simon and noticed that he had dark circles under his eyes, indicating that he hadn't slept well for the past few days. Moreover, a pungent stench emanated from his breath as he spoke, suggesting that the guy was in a very irritable mood.

Han Chunming picked up his coffee, took a sip, and then spoke.

“Mr. Simon, please don’t worry. I have a general idea of ​​your condition. I have some family heirloom pills here that are specifically for treating your ailment!”

As Han Chunming spoke, he picked up his handbag from his seat, took out a small wooden box, opened the box, and revealed a piece of golden yellow cloth, which looked noble, elegant and high-class. He slowly untied the yellow cloth, revealing a small porcelain vase.

Han Chunming took the small porcelain bottle, opened the cap, and slowly poured out a small black pill. The black pill was not big, probably only two or three grams in weight. The small black pill emitted a faint fragrance, which was pungent but not unpleasant.

Han Chunming made over ten kilograms of this stuff at once, and it took him quite a bit of effort to make such small meatballs.

Scarcity increases value; so having a high-class image is the key.

Besides, this stuff is too potent and not suitable for making large pills.

Sure enough, Simon's eyes lit up when he saw Han Chunming's actions, and he watched Han Chunming's performance with a serious expression.

Han Chunming carefully and attentively picked up the small black pill and then spoke to Simon across from him.

“Mr. Simon, don’t underestimate this tiny pill. It contains eighty-one kinds of precious medicinal herbs and embodies the wisdom of my ancestors accumulated over thousands of years. This little pill can temporarily solve your troubles!”

Simon, suppressing his anger upon hearing Han Chunming's boasting, and seeing that Han Chunming still had the urge to continue, impatiently spoke up.

"Mr. Han, name your price, I'll buy it, I'll pay for it!"

Han Chunming was speechless, feeling no sense of accomplishment whatsoever. He hadn't even started his own scheme yet, did he have to be so direct?

Perhaps Westerners are just that direct, or perhaps this Mr. Simon simply couldn't wait any longer.

Seeing that the other party was so decisive, Han Chunming immediately threw the small black pill into the other party's coffee and said something.

"Mr. Simon, I cannot give you an accurate price for these pills at the moment, because the raw materials used to make them are very rare and precious. You can try them first to see the effects. This one is a free gift. If you are satisfied, we can discuss the price later!"

Simon looked at the small pill floating on the coffee without giving it much thought. He picked up the coffee and drank it down along with the black pill in one gulp, swallowing it without even noticing the taste.

Upon seeing this scene, Han Chunming's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile. Now, all that remained was for him to witness the moment of miracle!

After swallowing the small pill, Simon did not notice anything unusual at first. Perhaps he simply did not believe what Han Chunming was saying. Westerners were not fools; on the contrary, in this era, they regarded Chinese people as fools.

So in his view, this young man in front of him was just trying to make some money. As for whether that little pill would work or not, he would know once he tried it himself.

The two chatted for a while longer, and Han Chunming inquired about his relationship with Cai Xiaoli, intentionally or unintentionally. Simon answered honestly about his relationship with Cai Xiaoli.

He is currently pursuing Cai Xiaoli, but recently he angered her, and the reason is related to his sexuality.

Upon hearing this, Han Chunming's face stiffened. He never expected that Cai Xiaoli had already slept with this fat man.

Looking at the obese girl in front of him, who weighed a good 270 or 280 pounds, Han Chunming couldn't help but shake his head helplessly. It seemed that Cai Xiaoli had changed too much during her college years.

If she can accept such strong tastes, it seems that Cai Xiaoli is no longer the quiet and gentle girl she used to be. What a pity!

As the two were talking, Simon, the fat white man, suddenly stopped. He subconsciously looked down at his crotch, and what he saw made him ecstatic. He then shouted loudly at Han Chunming.

"It moved! It moved! It really moved! Oh my god, thank God!"

Han Chunming was speechless. He hoped God would bless him.

Han Chunming couldn't comprehend Simon's excitement; perhaps even a normal man couldn't understand it!

Simon stared at his crotch, his eyes growing brighter and brighter. Seeing this, Han Chunming felt he should leave too, otherwise who knows what might happen later.

He quickly took out the phone number he had already written down from his pocket, placed it on the table, and said.

"Mr. Simon, here is my contact information. If you need to find me, please remember to call me and I will contact you as soon as possible!"

Simon's attention was entirely focused on his crotch, and he nodded casually, not even noticing that Han Chunming had left.

After leaving the hotel, Han Chunming finally breathed a sigh of relief. The effect of this thing was indeed amazing. It seemed that this business could not be done for too long, otherwise it would be too unethical, and it had to be sold at a high price.

Women can spend a lot of money on their faces, and men do the same, all for a moment of pleasure!

Simon waited until Han Chunming was gone for a long time before he finally realized that he had more important things to do.

He stood up and hurriedly walked out, but halfway there he turned back into the private room, picked up the note Han Chunming had placed on the table, put it in his pocket, and strode toward the front desk.

Han Chunming indeed underestimated the foreigners' desire for this magical little black pill.

Early the next morning, the owner of the small shop at the entrance of the compound went into the courtyard and called out to Han Chunming's window a few times, saying that someone was looking for him.

Han Chunming groggily got up, went to the convenience store, and dialed Simon's number.

Simon didn't speak Chinese, but the phone number Han Chunming left was for a newly opened convenience store at the entrance of the compound. He told the owner that if he heard someone speaking English, it was definitely looking for him.

When I dialed the number, it was indeed Simon.

You could tell from the phone call that the other person was particularly excited today, and you could also detect a hint of fatigue in their voice.

The person opposite asked Han Chunming directly if he still had those little pills from yesterday, saying he was willing to pay a high price to buy them.

Upon hearing this, Han Chunming immediately knew that things were looking good and the deal was done!

The two arranged to meet again, and Simon arrived as scheduled. As soon as he saw Han Chunming, he excitedly shook his hand and repeatedly expressed his gratitude.

After the two sat down, Simon was about to ask about Xiao Heiwan when Han Chunming spoke first.

He said it apologetically.

"Mr. Simon, we don't have much stock of Little Black Pills left because its raw materials are very precious, so I have to apologize to you!"

Simon was speechless upon hearing this, but he quickly realized that this might be Han Chunming's tactic to raise the price. He pondered for a moment before speaking.

"Mr. Han, I'm willing to pay ten dollars per piece. As long as you have them in stock, I'm willing to buy them!"

Han Chunming shook his head and said nothing more.

Upon seeing Han Chunming's attitude, Simon became anxious and quickly said something.

"Fifteen yuan a piece, okay?"

Han Chunming shook his head again, and Simon became completely anxious, continuing to speak with a pleading tone.

"Mr. Han, I can only offer a maximum of thirty US dollars per piece. That's my bottom line. It's just too expensive; I can't afford it!"

Seeing that the other party had already said that, Han Chunming figured that if he didn't use his ultimate move, the other party definitely wouldn't raise the price any further. So he took out a pre-written list from his bag and said to the other party.