"Sister Lin, I'm here again. The ointment you gave me yesterday was very effective. My old man never slept soundly on rainy days. He snored last night, thanks to the ointment you gave me!"
Grandma Sun smiled so hard that she couldn't even see her eyes. She hurriedly put the rice in her arms on the table, "This is the medical fee. I want to get two more pairs to go back for stickers today."
Zhang checked the weight and glanced at Mrs. Lin.
Mrs. Lin also obviously noticed that the weight of the grain in the bag was heavier than what she said beforehand.
"Sister, we agreed on three kilograms of grain, but you must have five or six kilograms now."
Grandma Sun waved her hand: "Not too much, not too much. What I gave you is unhusked rice, and I have to trouble your family to remove the husks. The rice husks can be fertile and can also be used to feed chickens and ducks."
Old Mrs. Lin knew that she was interested in taking care of the Lin family, so she was not polite to Granny Sun. She dug out three doses of medicine from the pottery jar and wrapped it in lotus leaves.
"After returning home, put the plaster in a clay pot and keep it in a cool place. After three days, Brother Sun can walk in the ground and come to my place. I will give him acupuncture and recuperation. You don't have to worry about cloudy and rainy days in the future."
Granny Sun thanked him repeatedly, elbowed Chun Sheng, and motioned him to speak with her eyes.
Chun Sheng stared at the black plaster that exuded a burnt smell, his eyebrows knitted together. This little thing was exchanged for five or six kilograms of grain. The Lin family's business was too unkind.
The severe drought had just passed. Although Lianhua Village was not affected by the drought due to its terrain, the price of food outside remained high. Regardless of whether the rice was shelled or not, it was impossible to buy it without 17 or 18 cents per catty.
Five or six kilograms, which is nearly one hundred Wen.
Good guy, the rheumatism ointment sold by Baozhitang in town is only ten cents a piece, and the Lin family has tripled it.
He immediately backed down and wanted to find a reason to leave, so he listened to Mrs. Lin.
"Is your eldest nephew feeling uncomfortable in your waist? I see that your tongue is bruised. Recently, you have had night sweats in the middle of the night. You can't get up in the morning. Are you feeling weak all over?"
Chun Sheng retracted his outstretched legs and held his lower back, feeling that fatal feeling coming again.
But when I think about the price of the plaster, I can't bear to do anything about it.
His family had little land to begin with. The grain he harvested every year, he paid taxes, and saved the annual grain seeds, which was barely enough for the family to eat and drink. He often took the eggs laid by the family's hens and sent them to the town to sell them in exchange for grain!
Seeing him holding his waist, Mrs. Lin knew that she had guessed very well. She had tried the ointment herself and it was more effective than any ointment she had ever seen before. This was all due to her little granddaughter.
The two medicinal herbs in it might be extremely rare medicinal materials. She was afraid that the price would be too low, wasting good medicine, and wasting her granddaughter's efforts.
Seeing the hesitation on the man's face, Xiangyun guessed that he thought the price was too expensive.
When the uncle was chatting with his wife, she heard that the price of food in this world is far higher than that in future generations.
A pound of rice, in Xiangyun's original world, even in the Northeast and Wuchang, with high quality, only cost about five yuan. Converted to this era, it only costs five cents per pound.
But the price of rice in the town is fifteen or six cents per pound. If it is white flour or polished rice, the price is even more expensive.
Therefore, although most farmers grow food, they only regard hunger-satisfying foods such as sweet potatoes, sorghum, and taro as their staple food, and use the surplus food to exchange for money.
Xiangyun kicked his calves, his head was spinning rapidly, he stretched out his chubby paws and pinched grandma's knee.
Children don't have much energy, but Mrs. Lin hasn't felt the pain in her legs for a long time. Now that she can feel it a little bit, she is extremely excited.
"Ouch" came out with more excitement than pain in his voice.
Grandma Sun and Chun Sheng were close to each other, and they immediately saw that it was Xiang Yun who was responsible.
"Sister, aren't your legs disabled? Are you conscious?"
Grandma Sun was surprised. When the Lin family's son came to help at home, he said that Mrs. Lin's leg was injured. She had been lying in bed for seven or eight years and her legs were not even noticeable when they were soaked in boiling water. Now she can feel it.
Mrs. Lin immediately understood her granddaughter's intention and rolled up her trouser legs to expose her knees, which were covered with plaster.
What can make customers dig deeper into their wallets more than the money retained by merchants?
"I couldn't find the chance to get a good treatment before. Now that I've settled down, I'm studying whether I can stand up when I have time. I put on a few plasters and the effect is pretty good. It has been raining for the past two days and it hurts a little bit."
When Chun Sheng saw that Mrs. Lin was using it herself, and it was effective even on her unconscious legs, wouldn't his waist injury be a piece of cake?
He immediately scratched the back of his head and said in embarrassment: "I didn't bring any food today, can you give me a credit first..."
"sure."
Mrs. Lin immediately dug out a portion and handed it to the man, saying the same words as before.
It wasn't until Granny Sun and Chunsheng left together that Mrs. Lin picked up her granddaughter and kissed her.
"You are clever. If you dare to pinch grandma while outsiders are still there, grandma's usual love for you will be in vain."
There was no blame in Mrs. Lin's words. Her granddaughter was so smart, it was too late for her to be happy.
Xiangyun huddled up with a smile, reached out to touch her grandma's knee, and patted her in a comforting manner, making Mrs. Lin dumbfounded.
At noon the next day, the weather cleared up.
After the Lin family finished eating, the men went to the back mountain to look for game and medicinal herbs as usual, while the women dried medicinal herbs in the yard.
"Sister-in-law, are you confusing roadside yellow with copper money grass..."
Mrs. Zhang took the sieve and took a look. They were all green umbrella-shaped, almost exactly the same shape. She couldn't tell which one was which.
"When Dalang and the others carried them back, they put them all in the same basket. I don't know if they were mixed up or not."
At this time, Mrs. Lin shouted in the room: "Whoever put ginseng and platycodon in a box, if you accidentally eat the wrong ones, you will die!"
Mrs. Zheng patted her thigh. She had packed the box and hurriedly ran into the house.
I took the box and wanted to re-categorize it, but found that the two medicinal materials looked similar and I couldn't tell them apart.
The layman watched the door, the expert watched the excitement. The two laymen, Zheng and Zhang, looked at Mrs. Lin at a loss.
"Mom, we didn't do it on purpose. We really don't understand."
"Yes, these flowers and plants all look the same. I just remembered the names, turned around to chop firewood, and forgot again."
While several adults were talking, a boy walked to the yard with a dark head, lowered his head and started rummaging around.
Mrs. Lin looked at her two daughters-in-law and sighed, her tone was very helpless.
"I can't blame you. It took me a few days to sort the medicinal materials. It was not easy. If you encounter any doubts in the future, just come and ask me. Today's situation cannot happen again. The habits of these medicinal materials are very different. It is appropriate to mix them together. Together they can cure diseases, but if they are incompatible with each other, they can kill people!"
Mrs. Zheng and Mrs. Zhang responded in unison: "I understand, mother."
At this time, Lin Tianci came over holding the sieve. In front of him were the copper money grass and roadside yellow that had been divided into two piles.
"Milk, look at how I divided it, right?"
Mrs. Lin took it and took a look, her eyes suddenly lit up, her gaze fell on her eldest grandson, and she began to explore more.
"You take another share of this box."
Lin Tianci only glanced at it twice, and without hesitation, he already started to select the two herbs.
Ms. Zheng looked confused, and Ms. Zhang was equally in disbelief.
Mrs. Lin's face slowly relaxed, and in the end, the ridges in the corners of her eyes were squeezed into one place.
