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Dozens of people, men, women, old and young, all carrying bamboo medicine baskets and pickaxes, left Xiahe Town, just to go to the small mountain col next to Huansha River in the south to collect herbs to help the town. Traditional Chinese medicine officers lend a helping hand to restore peace and quiet to our homes.
Although there were only two days left, Zhang Yi's breakthrough in treating the plague really excited everyone. During droughts, people could still draw water from the Huansha River in the south to be self-sufficient, but once things like the plague occurred that were beyond the control of ordinary people, they usually had to kneel down and pray, praying for God's blessing. It is precisely because of this that those who dare to face natural disasters are so fearless and respectable.
For thousands of years, since the ancient times when Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs, his descendants have never stopped loving survival and caring for their people.
The desire to live a prosperous life. I don’t know how many times I have experienced life-or-death crises like today. There will always be people who are willing to stand up, because this is why this nation still exists!
They awakened the memories buried in their blood and left behind by their ancestors, and repeated what their ancestors had done: when there was no water, they brought water there; when there was no road, they built roads. Without hope, they hold up the torch themselves and become the "hope" for others.
The people collecting herbs crossed the river bank and then continued to walk upstream along the river bank. It wasn't until the corner of a certain river bank that we started to walk into the dense forest and climb up the mountain. That small mountain col is nothing compared to Qingliang Mountain, but its mountains are steep and there are many convex and concave gaps between them. Those places can easily hide the rare treasures they want to find. Grass.
Under the guidance of Xiaohu, everyone quickly entered the role of a herb gatherer. They scattered around, hoeing the soil with sickles, and put the excavated herbs into the bamboo baskets behind them according to the appearance of the herbs in their impressions. When the bamboo basket was almost over the edge, he turned around and started back to Xiahe Town.
Naturally, the baskets carried by the common people in the countryside and the knights and knights contained many useless weeds, as well as ungrown medicinal materials picked by mistake. Therefore, after sorting, there are not many herbs left that can be directly processed into medicine. These situations are all in Xiaohu's eyes. If his junior brothers were to do this in ordinary times, he would definitely treat these "new junior brothers" like his master punished him...
But now the situation is special and urgent, and there is no way to worry about anything. Besides, everyone was so enthusiastic about helping others that there was really no way to blame him, so Xiaohu couldn't say anything more. Even though he had told many people "which medicines should not be taken", it actually did not help.
After all, the knowledge accumulated by herbal apprentices like Xiaohu over the years cannot be summarized in one or two sentences. So we can only hope that "there is strength in numbers": at least everyone can dig up some useful herbs, so that gathering sand into a tower is not a bad thing after all.
Such hard or futile work starts from early morning and lasts until noon when the sun is shining. At this time, most people are exhausted and want to find a pool to get into to disperse their sweat. Only a few people were carrying baskets full of medicine and were about to walk back to the Zhang Family Pharmacy in Xiahe Town.
The men went bare-chested and jumped into the mountain ponds to play and swim; the women were not so reckless. At most, they would only lift up their skirts and sleeves, expose their slender wrists and ankles, dip them in the water, and then wash their faces.
For the young swordsman, the fact that he was carrying not a sword but a medicine basket today was already novel enough. Born in a farming family, he is not a person who is industrious and does not distinguish between grains. He does not like killing by nature, and he especially likes to help others, so that he even likes this identity of a herb gatherer. Looking at the entire mountain, it seemed that he was the only man willing to brave the scorching heat and stay on the shore with the women, because he was already immersed in inexplicable happiness.
"If my hometown was still there, it would be like this now, right?" Bai Feng suddenly murmured as he sat cross-legged by the lake.
"Brother Feng?" Murong Yan beside her took off her yellow gauze dress gracefully and put it aside. Then, she rolled up her green dress. In this way, she could let her delicate little feet wade on the river bank to relieve her boredom, "My hometown must be a place full of beautiful things... I have never seen my hometown..."
"I heard others say that the hometown of the Xianbei people is in the grasslands and deserts." Zhao Xiaomei on the side added: "You can also see the grasslands in Yuyi Town. I believe Sister Murong Yan's hometown will be no less than it!" The little sister seems to be forever. She has this innocent look, and her big brown eyes can never hide any emotion.
"Anyway, the slave's hometown is much better than the outside!" The Miao girl was probably particularly concerned about the word "hometown". This is of course because she encountered more dangers in just one month after arriving in the outside world than in the more than ten years she had lived in her hometown. "Without you, the Nu family would never have left there... "After that, Ajuan looked at the young master who was playing in the water with others in the middle of the lake.
"But, how can anyone stay at home all their life?" Miss E Wu replied: "If I were a boy, I wouldn't have to worry about my father's face. I could just pick up my baggage and go out to explore the world. How comfortable!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Murong Yan pursed her lips and smiled. Perhaps it was because she was what E Feiying said, the daughter who picked up her baggage and ran away from home without caring about her father's face.
Just when E Feiying was about to ask Murong Yan for clues, the township government servant who had just delivered the medicine back to Xiahe Town suddenly returned here from the original route.
They were panting and out of breath. The leader of the village said loudly: "Miss E, something bad has happened! Your father came with troops, saying he wanted to cure the plague, and he also wanted to find his daughter! We just planned to cross the river through the official road, but we didn't expect When I got there, the officers and soldiers blocked the road, and I couldn’t leave anymore, so I came back and reported the matter to you!”
"What's going on? We're still rushing to save people!" E Feiying Tu stood up, angrily picked up his medicine basket, and continued: "Let's go, you can bring a few more people with you. Let’s go find reason with them together!”
"Miss E!" Bai Feng immediately stepped forward and stopped him: "You look like this, I'm afraid it will only increase the conflict between you and your daughter. I don't want to see Miss E Wu fighting with your father's men again... …”
"Brother Bai is right!" Zhao Kuo came ashore from somewhere else. He was wet and wiped his body with his underwear. He said, "Miss E Wu has ruined my good deeds several times. She can obviously do well." Why do we have to use force to resolve the matters we are discussing?”
Seeing the public dissatisfaction, E Feiying had no choice but to ask a few of her friends to go with her, just to ensure that things would not get worse.
