The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine - Chapter 60

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 60

Episode 60 Money worry, non happy (2)

“…yeah?”

The chamberlain’s heart sank.

What did you just hear? What did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince say? Even though I definitely heard it, I couldn’t believe it.

If possible, I wanted to check with my eardrums and cochlea to see if I had heard correctly. No, even after hearing it, I wanted to turn away.

‘Are you going to sell all the valuables, luxury items, and art in the villa?’

why?

why?

Numerous questions popped into my head like tags. But the reality was cruel(?). His Highness the Crown Prince spoke again.

“Didn’t you hear? “I’m going to sell everything.”

“Valuables, luxuries, art… you mean everything?”

“uh.”

“….”

“Uhm, why are you crying?”

“Are you presumptuous because I have a lot of doubts in my mind?”

“Do you want to know why?”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“Because I need money.”

“….”

“You told me earlier. The villa’s operating budget is running out. I don’t have any money. “It is impossible to allocate additional budget.”

“But Your Highness said you would ask Your Majesty for a favor…”

“I failed.”

“….”

“sorry.”

“….”

“Don’t just cry like that. Because I know too, right? I can tell you how frugally the items in the palace have been managed. But what can I do? “This is the most efficient way to put out an emergency fire.”

“…I understand, Your Majesty.”

The Chamberlain’s shoulders slumped. The villa is filled with valuables, luxury items, and works of art. These were all items that the chamberlain personally managed and decorated.

Just because you like them? It wasn’t. It was for the dignity and authority of the villa. Just piling up expensive things and arranging them in a haphazard manner? That kind of thing couldn’t create dignity and authority.

The most beautiful objects required space and arrangement to make them most beautiful. It was also necessary to implement and manage it properly. Only then can something called dignity arise. It can arouse admiration from visitors. It can also arouse the desire to imitate.

Leading the trends of the upper class. That was the reason why valuables, luxury goods, and works of art were placed in the royal palace. It was also the reason why the Chamberlain put so much effort and effort into managing it.

‘But you’re going to sell it all…’

Oh my bastards.

The chamberlain hastily shook away the teardrops that were forming at the corners of his eyes. A list of officials was compiled according to the orders of the crown prince.

It was from then on. Rachiel showed the ability to act like a bulldozer. From that evening to two days later, I had all the luxury goods, valuables, and artwork from the villa on the list gathered in one place. On the one hand, famous collectors and buyers of expensive items from the imperial capital were invited. And all the goods were sold.

While the chamberlain’s blood, sweat and tears evaporate. There were numerous famous paintings, statues, jewelry, perfume, decorative armor made by master craftsmen, and even tableware made of gold and silver. There were no exceptions.

The gold-handled water glass that made Lee Han aware of his changed appearance on the day he first entered Rakiel’s body was no exception. Thanks to this, the chamberlain had to become even more tearful.

“Hey, Your Highness?”

“uh. why?”

“If you sell all these things… how are you going to eat?”

“What’s wrong with eating?”

“….”

“If a water glass doesn’t have a gold handle, it doesn’t mean you can’t drink the water.”

“Hahaona… But still….”

“Still?”

“Anyway… you’re going to use a water glass with a wooden handle and an iron handle!”

“Is that wrong?”

“….”

“Yes, the water tastes the same. “After eating, we’re all going to go out anyway.”

“….”

“Anyway, let’s sell everything that has gold or silver attachments on it.”

“…Keuheuk!”

The chamberlain’s pleas were of no use. Expensive tableware was replaced with ordinary iron and wood. This was thanks to the extreme inventory(?) liquidation and sale of luxury goods. A considerable amount of funding was secured.

Rakiel diverted most of the funds to the operating budget of the annex oriental medicine clinic. Of course, many people were shocked by that bold decision.

“Have you heard any news about the villa?”

“A separate palace? “You mean the place where His Highness the Crown Prince is?”

“uh. yes.”

“Is there anything new there?”

“Everything happens. Well, I’m told that His Highness the Crown Prince sold all the valuables and luxury items in the villa.”

“Yeah? why?”

“Why? “I heard it’s to run an oriental medicine clinic?”

“…A villa oriental medicine clinic?”

“That’s right. According to rumors, the operating budget of the Oriental medicine clinic was insufficient. They say that’s why it’s become difficult to receive patients.”

“Wait a minute… Are you saying that you sold luxury goods to raise money so that you could continue to care for patients more?”

“yes. “Isn’t it amazing?”

“yes. “Honestly, I can’t believe it.”

“okay. I agree. “I had exactly that thought when I first heard it.”

“yes. You really are an amazing person. “His Royal Highness.”

“That’s right. “Who could act like that?”

“Probably rare.”

“If you look through any history book, it’s probably rare.”

“I agree.”

It was like…

The crown prince sold all the valuables in his palace. The crown prince takes care of patients with that money. It was a beautiful and heartwarming story. It was a rare good deed.

People were shocked and disbelieving at first when they heard the news, but were shocked when they found out it was true. I was impressed. praised. I naturally developed a feeling of fondness and respect for Rachiel.

But people didn’t know yet. Rakiel’s actions of selling luxury items to put out an urgent fire. Thanks to this, the beautiful good deed that drew praise from many people. In fact, it was just a part of a larger, more cunning, and more cunning picture that Rachiel had planned to begin from now on.

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“I’m going to sell drugs.”

“yes?”

“I’m going to make medicine and sell it.”

“….”

What kind of nonsense is that? Damian, the crown prince’s special forces commander, kept his mouth shut instead of answering. And then he stared blankly at the crown prince. The crown prince, who was eating lunch after finishing his morning medical treatment, chuckled.

“I have to make money.”

“…So you’re saying you’re going to sell drugs?”

“uh.”

Deep.

Rachiel dipped the sausage with a fork. He said, taking a big bite.

“You put out an emergency fire by selling luxury goods. But this is just a temporary measure.”

“No way… are you already preparing for the next step?”

“of course.”

gulp.

I swallowed the sausage and nodded. It’s really a natural thing to say. From my own experience, this is truly true.

‘It was like that in Korea too. Because of the rent, I closed down my rental house and moved to a monthly rental. I paid the rent with the deposit. It certainly wasn’t bad as a temporary measure to last a while. But… the problem was that there was no follow-up.’

Looking back, it was like that.

Subtract the deposit to pay rent. It was literally just a temporary measure. In the end, all I could do was lose my weight. It was literally like peeing on frozen feet.

‘That means it was never a fundamental solution. Because the cause of the financial crisis has not been resolved. There was still no additional profit.’

That was the problem.

We were unable to create a sustainable and safe source of additional income. That was the fundamental reason why oriental medicine clinics failed during the coronavirus crisis. But what if you look at your situation now? It felt very similar to that time.

An oriental medicine clinic that couldn’t pay rent and a detached oriental medicine clinic that ran out of operating budget. In the past, rent was covered by subtracting the deposit, and now, the operating budget is met by selling luxury items.

The past in Korea and the current situation here seemed to overlap in an exquisite way that made me shiver. I didn’t want to mess up like I did then. I didn’t want to follow the same train and close the oriental medicine clinic.

So it was.

“It’s important to have a moment like this to take a breather. “If you don’t create a long-term and stable source of funds now, you will eventually fail as soon as the temporary funds you have created run out.”

Three lessons learned from my experience in Korea. He said that and smiled. Damian tilted his head.

“So are you thinking of selling drugs as a source of funds?”

“uh.”

“But it’s a little strange.”

“Do you think it’s strange?”

“From what I heard, you have secured a huge amount of money by selling luxury goods. “Isn’t that enough money to run an oriental medicine clinic until the end of this year?”

“uh. that’s enough.”

“But why….”

“Next year is the problem.”

“yes?”

Damian’s expression says he doesn’t know what it is. I smiled bitterly at him.

“It seems that His Majesty the Emperor will further reduce the budget for operating the villa next year.”

“….”

Damian closed his mouth.

Rachiel was confident in her heart.

‘Because the emperor is such a great man.’

I vividly remembered the emperor’s eyes as he still rejected my father’s chance. It was like a person who had discovered a good toy to test. Or, he had the expression of a professor looking at a graduate student who is easy to mess around with.

‘Are you sure. Next year’s villa operating budget? If I had to cut more, I would have cut more. He was never the kind of person to give generously.’

So I’m going to test this side’s abilities again and again. I had a sad premonition that perhaps that would be the case. So it was.

“We should not cling to the fleeting hope that next year’s budget will be generously allocated. What if we just rely on the funds from selling luxury goods to get by without any measures in place? It’s going to fail next year. “Before that, we need to create an independent and stable source of funds.”

Just making medicine is not the end. Promotion is needed. A sales network must also be secured. It will take time for the sales network that has been created to become established and solid. To do that, we need to put our plans into action right now, while it is still spring.

But Damian still showed signs of not understanding.

“But, Your Highness. “If the source of funding is the problem… wouldn’t it be okay to collect at least a little bit of medical expenses from patients?”

“Dismissed.”

“Why?”

“Then the number of patients will decrease.”

Rachiel said as if it was obvious. In fact, if you only think about money, you can do as Damien said. If you collect medical fees from patients, there will be no more stable source of funding. But it didn’t suit his purpose.

‘Because I have to take on a lot of patients. So you have to get as many bonus lives as possible. Because that is the ultimate purpose of running an oriental medicine clinic.’

That’s the purpose.

But what if you start receiving medical fees? This in itself creates a barrier to entry into oriental medicine clinics. The number of patients coming to visit us is bound to decrease.

‘You can’t do that. An oriental medicine clinic that operates to receive a large number of patients and gain bonus life expectancy charges a fee and reduces the number of patients because it runs out of money? ‘That’s nonsense.’

It’s literally like the means are eating up the purpose. It’s no different from the jugaekjeondo. It is the same atrocity as eating only the stem and throwing away the main body(?) while forgetting about it.

So it was.

“I won’t charge you for the treatment. I have no intention of receiving it. Instead, I should sell drugs. “It is a luxury item that is very expensive and effective, so it satisfies the desire to show off.”

“You mean luxury goods?”

“brand. It’s a brand product launched by the crown prince himself. “With the concept of a high-grade household medicine, any noble family from the upper middle class or higher, with some wealth and a bit of a nose, can feel proud and prove their status just by keeping it in their home.”

“Is there such a medicine?”

“Hmm.”

“What kind of medicine?”

Damian’s ears perked up. A confident smile appeared on Rachiel’s lips.

“A medicine made from the Minotaur’s gallstones.”

“Minotau…yeah?”

“Didn’t you hear?”

“I heard. But what on earth are you planning to make with it?”

“Minota-牛黃淸心元.”

“….”

“How is it? Is it good?”

“….”

The crown prince smiles happily as he looks over here.

Damian kept his mouth shut.

And I thought quietly.

His Royal Highness, whom he serves, seems particularly like a swindler and a drug seller these days.