I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 363: Cultivating Such a Tricky Thing

Even though most of them are just fair-weather friends, handling things with the closer ones proved to be difficult; as long as you could get things done in that circle, it was all good.

"Of course there are quite a few," He Juanjuan complained bitterly, "You know, some rich people are so cunning. I’ve told them to include me in any good projects, but while they agree to my face, they forget all about it as soon as I turn around."

"Why would they think of you if they have a good project? Everyone knows to stash money in their own pockets unless they can’t swallow any more and look for you, or unless they can get more benefits from you..." Qiao Qingyu said bluntly.

He Juanjuan wasn’t a fool; having worked for several years and hung around in society for a year, she clearly understood this issue.

Then Qiao Qingyu explained to He Juanjuan how to sell the Soothing Grass.

After muttering her instructions, He Juanjuan had an epiphany, and her eyes shone, "Alright, I’ll do it the way you said."

Then she thought of another issue and tentatively asked, "If they all sell out... who gets the money?"

"What do you think?" Qiao Qingyu retorted with amusement.

He Juanjuan, not having the audacity to claim it all for herself despite actually thinking just that, said, "We split it between the two of us?"

"What about grandma, you forgot about her?"

"What does she need money for?" He Juanjuan blurted out.

At home, she had food, drinks, and even pocket money; after all, isn’t money that elderly people have meant to be left for their children?

"What sort of attitude is that? Grandma should have her share since she contributed; otherwise, do you want to manage all the Soothing Grass alone?"

"Then the three of us will split; your seeds are the most important, grandma did the most work, but I wasn’t idle either..." He Juanjuan paused here and scratched her head, unsure of how to divide further.

"The sales depend on you, and there are many pitfalls to watch out for during operation, so you take forty percent, and grandma and I take thirty percent each."

He Juanjuan agreed without hesitation, not expecting to end up with the largest share.

And that’s how they decided on the money split.

She did some calculations: if they sold each pot for five thousand yuan, she would earn two thousand yuan.

That meant twenty thousand yuan for ten pots, and currently, they had over a hundred pots at home, oh my god, that would be quite a sum...

She wanted to calculate how much that could be, but was a bit scared to do so, what if they didn’t sell?

Suddenly, she thought of a grave issue, "Qiao Qingyu, our business won’t last long, right? Once the Soothing Grass grows, couldn’t others just cultivate it and then it’s everywhere? Wouldn’t we just be paving the way for others?"

"Soothing Grass is very special. You know about the rose, right? If you break off a branch and stick it in the soil, it can survive; that’s called cuttage."

At this point, Qiao Qingyu paused, "Because of its special efficacy, Soothing Grass also requires a special cultivation method. It doesn’t graft or take cuttings; only the original or cultivated Soothing Grass seeds can be used..."

He Juanjuan immediately understood; even if someone bought a pot of Soothing Grass, it would just remain a single pot, neither propagating nor bearing seeds.

"How long can it live?"

"Five years."

He Juanjuan marveled at Qiao Qingyu, "How did you even come up with such a crafty thing? From now on, won’t all the Soothing Grass be in your hands?"

Qiao Qingyu slowly said, "If it weren’t for my great-grandpa’s chronic insomnia, if it weren’t for the four elderly people in our family, my brother and I wouldn’t have worked so hard to cultivate the seeds of Soothing Grass..."

"What if someone asks you for the seeds of Soothing Grass?" He Juanjuan was a bit worried.

"They can ask, but I really don’t have any seeds of Soothing Grass on hand right now."

"Could that cause any trouble for you in the future?" He Juanjuan was somewhat concerned, initially excited, but after calming down she could also understand some things.

"Didn’t I just tell you? It’s only sold within a certain circle, to specific users, naturally, secrecy is required among each other." freewebnøvel.com

He Juanjuan nodded on the other end, and the two talked for a while longer, adding some details, loopholes, and logic.

For wealthy people, spending five thousand yuan on a pot of Soothing Grass wasn’t expensive.

Take those with poor sleep, chronic insomnia, restless and dream-plagued minds—Soothing Grass could treat them.

And its effects were remarkable, just like the spiritual herbs in the Immortal World.

It was certainly better than staying in the hospital and taking sleeping pills or getting injections.

For older people, poor sleep could impact lifespan, and this item, not just for personal use but also as a gift, was more appealing than fine cigarettes, fine liquor, or expensive watches.

But it really couldn’t be popularized.

Initially, Qiao Qingyu had just randomly planted some, not expecting such good results. So, after the two returned, they immediately planted some Soothing Grass at home, and then gave some to Professor Feng.

There were only one hundred kilograms of it in Qiao Qingyu’s lab.

And the deadly part was the label stated it couldn’t produce seeds, and cuttings wouldn’t survive.

It was somewhat like a one-time-use product.

And it also had a growth period and a lifespan.

This was something neither Qiao Qingyu nor He Xiuyu had foreseen initially.

After all, when the plant first grew, it just looked nice and neither of them, being young, thought it would have any impact on sleep.

Even though He Xiuyu had many concerns, he was fundamentally healthy and often accompanied Qiao Qingyu to the lab, later his health even improved substantially, showing no signs of restlessness, insomnia, or troubled sleep.

Naturally, during that time at home, the Soothing Grass almost showed no effect.

Now, the most obvious results were at Wu Xiucai’s place.

Therefore, He Xiuyu handed one kilogram of seeds to Professor Feng. Even if they couldn’t produce seeds, they could still study the components of the leaves, branches, and even flowers to understand why they had such effects.

They could also provide the data derived from these studies to the biotech team, who might develop a new type of immune-boosting medication or a special cure for these symptoms.

That would be the real way to popularize it, and also the safest and most appropriate method.

This was the most genuine thought of He Xiuyu and Qiao Qingyu.

He Juanjuan, having grown up in the circle, knew very well how to handle and operate this mysterious Soothing Grass.

As for the old dad in Yun City, their own grandpa wouldn’t use this to make money, but he would take it to give as a favor, and naturally, he wouldn’t shortchange Qiao Zhicai, who looked after the Soothing Grass.

On the other end, He Juanjuan asked quite a few more questions before she finally put down the phone feeling satisfied. Turning around, she saw Old Lady He eavesdropping at the door and said with a laugh, "Grandma, are you afraid I won’t give you a single penny?"