Stealing Hearts with Clairvoyant: The Village Doctor

Liu Mou brought Sang Xiuli with him and followed the woman to the nearby bank. After the money had been transferred, he handed over the ginseng to her. At this point, the woman smiled at Liu Mou and said, "My name is Dou Yinya. I specialize in buying wild medicinal herbs. Anything you have from the mountains, just bring it to me, and I'll give you a good price. I hope we can collaborate again in the future." Then she handed Liu Mou her business card.

Taking the card, Liu Mou smiled and said, "No problem, I have plenty of goods. As long as the price is right, we're sure to have a pleasant cooperation."

After chatting for a few more sentences, Liu Mou left with Sang Xiuli. As soon as they were outside, Sang Xiuli became overjoyed, "Liu Mou, you're really amazing! Selling for a hundred thousand yuan. This is really striking it rich!"

Liu Mou was also very happy at this time, but still said to Sang Xiuli, "Sister-in-law, you have no idea. If I'd raised the price by twenty or thirty thousand, this woman would've still bought it, but I just couldn't do it, being the good-hearted person I am."

Sang Xiuli gave Liu Mou a look, "That's enough. You have to be content; this is already very good."

Liu Mou chuckled, nodded, and then forcibly stuffed two thousand yuan into Sang Xiuli's hands. After all, he knew Sang Xiuli's life was hard. This was his way of helping her out.

But what kind of person is Sang Xiuli? Despite her own difficult life, she had pride. How could she accept the two thousand yuan? It was Liu Mou's hard-earned money; she could not take it.

In the end, Liu Mou still shoved the money into Sang Xiuli's hands, insisting on it as a loan to be repaid in the future. Only then did Sang Xiuli accept it.

Taking Sang Xiuli to town, he bought a huge motorcycle and an automated pesticide sprayer, then drove Sang Xiuli back home. Hearing the roaring sound of the motorcycle, Liu Mou could finally show off in the village. After all, no one in the village had such a thing; it was quite rare.

Arriving home proudly, as soon as Liu Mou stepped off the motorcycle, Liu Laquan came out, furious, and began scolding him nonstop, "You good-for-nothing, dare to go out and steal? Return those things right now, or I'll break your leg."

Seeing Liu Laquan's anger, Liu Mou instantly hid behind his mother Chen Shuhua and shouted at his father, "Dad, I didn't steal anything. I earned this with my own abilities. What are you doing?"

Hearing this, Liu Laquan was taken aback. Even though he didn't know how much the items in front of him were worth, just by their appearance, he could tell they were pricey and wouldn't be cheap to buy. But how did Liu Mou make so much money?

Then, Liu Mou explained how he sold the ginseng, with Sang Xiuli as a witness, and the two of them believed him.

"But, what on earth did you buy? Why are you showing off like that? Do you need the whole village to know you have money now?" Liu Laquan, who was an honest man by nature, didn't like Liu Mou's showy behavior.

"What are you saying, Dad? This is the first step in making our fortune. This is a tool, and it's my first, not second, bucket of gold on the way to my life's peak," Liu Mou explained as he laid out his plan.

From the beginning, Liu Mou had a plan to make money, which was to use a modern pesticide sprayer to spray the crops, not just for his own farm but also for the whole village. Charging based on the size of their fields would definitely be profitable.

Hearing Liu Mou's idea, Liu Laquan frowned, "Son, have you thought this through? How many people are in our village? Can you guarantee they will all use your machine to spray their crops?"

"Dad, don't worry about it. What time is it now? It's a critical moment. If they're too stingy to spend a little, their Zhuang family could face disaster. Then they'd have worked all year for nothing. They'll definitely use our machine. Besides, if anyone doesn't use it and their untouched fields become infested, nobody in the village will forgive them."

As Liu Mou explained, a smile slowly spread across Liu Laquan's face. After all, his son was becoming successful, which was good news for their Liu family, so he just went along with Liu Mou's idea.

Liu Mou's showing off in the village had a reason: to attract more villagers. This way, he could share his ideas with them, killing two birds with one stone, without having to go find the village chief for help.

As more and more people gathered in front of his house, Liu Mou felt the timing was right. He jumped onto the motorcycle and shouted to the surrounding crowd, "Folks, you must be curious about this machine. Let me tell you, this is a modern pesticide sprayer. It's easy to use, convenient, highly efficient, and even saves on pesticide costs with its wide coverage. It's the nemesis to those pests wreaking havoc on our crops."

After hearing Liu Mou's words, several people loudly asked, "Liu Mou, this machine must be expensive, right?"

Liu Mou chuckled and replied, "Of course it is. I spent quite a few thousand to buy this machine. But I, Liu Mou, am someone who remembers his roots. I can't just think about my own Zhuang family; I also want to help everyone else's. After all, we're from the same village. I can't just watch everyone's Zhuang family get destroyed by pests. You all know this machine isn't cheap. I won't beat around the bush. If any family is willing to use my machine, just pay for the fuel, and I'll let them use it, bearing all other machine wear and tear costs myself."

Everyone started murmuring after hearing Liu Mou's words; they too hoped their Zhuang family would improve. But they were still unsure about the price. At this moment, someone shouted at Liu Mou, "Brother Liu Mou, since you've said this much, we trust you, but how will we settle the price with you?"

Liu Mou was inwardly delighted, feeling that the deal was virtually sealed. Thinking for a while, he pretended to be pained and said out loud, "Folks, you're all from my own village. I'll charge according to the size of the land. It's only fair. A hundred at most for a household, and at least sixty. How's that?"

After hearing Liu Mou's proposal, people began discussing it again. Then someone said, "Liu Mou, as long as your machine works, we'll pay. But you've got to demonstrate it to us first, convince us thoroughly."