This kind of seed has many uses and the price is not low. However, An Ran didn't have any seeds and couldn't find any seedlings, so she told Sister Chen and Old Dingtou.
Seeing a smile on An Ran's face, Ding Changhe smiled casually and said, "A packet of seeds makes me so happy."
An Ran smiled and said: "Uncle, I don't know. Everyone knows that Panax notoginseng is good at stopping bleeding, but this winter cold flower combined with white bamboo powder is also very effective at stopping bleeding, and this one is cheaper."
Ding Changhe asked: "Is this difficult to plant?"
An Ran said: "I heard from grandpa that this is not too difficult. As long as it is not flooded, it is basically easy to grow. But it has a habit. The flowers and leaves have different medicinal properties, so they have to be prepared separately, which is more troublesome. And the flowers cannot be kept for a long time. Otherwise, it will lose its medicinal properties.”
Who is Ding Changhe? He understood the value as soon as he heard it and said, "Then can you think of more ways to do it?"
An Ran looked at Ding Changhe, "What are you doing? I want to buy it."
"As many as you have." ?.?????.???
An Ran pursed her lips and smiled, "It costs a lot of money."
Ding Changhe raised his eyebrows and looked at An Ran, "I will give you as much money as you want, as long as you give me the medicine."
An Ran immediately understood that Ding Changhe was a soldier, and what the people in the military camp needed most was hemostatic and wound medicine.
"I can't guarantee it now. I have to give it a try first, and then lead the villagers to plant it on the mountainside. This should not be too exposed to the sun. If it succeeds, the village will have more income and life will not be so hard."
Ding Changhe nodded, "Okay, just go ahead and try."
If this is as good as An Ran said and the price is cheap, then how many of his brothers will get treatment in time.
In the evening, An Ran kneaded the noodles and prepared them to eat.
When he saw that there was not much firewood in the kitchen, he turned to Ding Changhe and said, "Chop the firewood over there, otherwise there won't be enough to boil water in a while."
Ding Chang Hepburn sat on a bamboo chair in the courtyard and drank tea leisurely. Seeing An Ran busy, he felt very good.
But after hearing An Ran's instructions, she was stunned for a moment, chopping firewood, she really dared to order people.
After drinking the tea, he finally stood up, picked up the axe, tucked his clothes around his waist, sat down on the wooden pier, and chopped firewood.
To be honest, this is Ding Changhe's first time splitting firewood. He knew how to make fires, because in the past when we were marching and fighting, we had to make fires outside and provide food, but he had never done anything like chopping firewood.
I laughed to myself while working. If I go into seclusion in the future, I can chop firewood, farm, grow vegetables, or, wrongly, medicine.
When An Ran came to get firewood, he said: "Don't chop it so finely, otherwise it will burn."
Ding Changhe said: "Aren't I afraid that it won't be easy for you to handle? It has to be chopped so thickly, it's so much trouble to chop firewood."
"Like this, Xiao Shitou helped me chop wood, but it's even, much better than you doing this."
Ding Changhe struck hard with his axe, splitting the wood into two.
An Ran took one look, took the firewood and left quickly. This was something he didn't like to hear again.
The expressions on the father and son's faces when they are unhappy are very similar.
In the evening, after An Ran had finished washing herself and wiping her long wet hair, the sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded outside the door.
Ding Changhe came out of the main room and glanced at An Ran, "You go into the room first."
An Ran was wearing single clothes at the moment, with her long hair hanging loose. She really couldn't see anyone, so she hurriedly entered the back room with a cloth towel.
Through the window, I saw two people coming in, and only heard one person say: "Sir, Aunt Wen is ill at home. The housekeeper has invited a doctor, but she has not recovered. Aunt Wen wants to see you and wants to send you a message."
"Then please invite another doctor."
"Also, the young master has also asked a doctor. He keeps coughing. Aunt Han would like to ask you to go back and have a look."
"If I go back and see you, the disease will be cured, or I can cure it."
Ding Changhe's face dropped, and he didn't calm down for a moment.
At this time, another person quickly said: "Master, the young master brought a letter to the eldest grandma."
After handing the letter to Ding Changhe with both hands, he said: "The young master is doing well at home. He has classes in the morning and practices in the afternoon and evening. Please tell grandma that he will definitely come back at the end of the month."
Ding Changhe nodded and said, "You two have something to eat, go to the back and rest for the night, and go back tomorrow morning."
Then I thought, we can't let An Ran cook it for them when they eat here.
Then he said: "You two go to the small house in the back and find Old Dingtou. After eating at his place, you can rest in the backyard for the night."
An Ran felt much better after reading Little Stone's letter.
At night, An Ran looked at Ding Changhe lying next to him and asked, "You really don't want to go back."
"not going back."
"If you don't go back, I'll probably be the one who gets scolded."
Ding Changhe raised the corner of his mouth, "You are afraid of being scolded."
An Ran sighed and said, "It's not because I'm afraid of being scolded, it's because you and I are scolded for no reason."
Ding Changhe turned his head, looked at An Ran's nonchalant face, and smiled softly, "You don't care anyway, and you can't hear me, so why are you talking so much."
An Ran turned over and turned her back to him to prepare for sleep, always causing trouble for herself.
Ding Changhe hugged her from behind and whispered, "Why are you so angry?"
"I'm worried that if they know you're here and come to kill me, I won't have time to be clean. They'll always cause trouble for me."
Ding Changhe thought about it and realized that he had indeed caused a lot of trouble for An Ran since he came back.
Ding Changhe didn't want to mention those troublesome things. He looked at An Ran and asked specifically: "What other medicinal seeds do you need? I'll help you find them."
An Ran thought for a while and said, "No need for the moment. Some seeds may not be suitable for us. Besides, I only know how to grow a few medicinal materials."
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