The whole village is suffering from tuberculosis, but I have 10,000 acres of top-quality medicinal f

The woman gave her husband a shy slap, and the couple's faces were filled with expectant smiles.

This is enough.

Duan Qingqiu suddenly felt that even if there was only one person.

She will work hard on this path.

Leave those who doubt and laugh at yourself far behind.

Late at night, everything is silent.

In this season, even the insects no longer scream, the small mountain village is covered in mist, and almost everyone has fallen asleep.

In the kitchen, there was a little light from the fire. Duan Qingqiu was squatting in front of the small stove, holding a cattail leaf fan in one hand and slowly shaking it, and holding his chin in the other hand in deep thought, yawning from time to time.

In fact, it wasn't that late now, converted to modern time, it was only ninety o'clock. It was really boring in ancient times. There was no TV or entertainment, so I had to go to bed early.

Thinking back to when she first traveled through time, she was not used to it at all.

I stayed up for several nights with my eyes open before I managed to adjust.

Nowadays, I am not used to going to bed late.

However, you have to drink the medicine to regulate your body, and you can't drink it in front of your younger brothers and sisters, so that they don't have to think too much and have to wait until this time before coming out to suffer.

"Ah……"

She yawned again and did the math in her mind.

After I came back from the county, I have been taking the medicine for five days in a row. The swelling in my abdomen has gone away a little, but it is not obvious enough. I will adjust my posture after taking it until the end of this month...

yah-

The door of the room was pushed open unexpectedly, and a serious face peeked in.

The man cleared his throat and said calmly: "Have you finished eating today? Is there any left? I'm hungry too."

Duan Qingqiu: "??"

……

"Ahem, it turns out that you get up secretly every night not to cook yourself a snack."

Duan Qingqiu took out a steamed bun from the steamer and handed it to the other party, and said angrily: "I am not reincarnated as a starving ghost."

Ah Zhi, a real starving ghost, touched the bridge of his straight nose, buried his head and began to eat the steamed buns.

By chance, the medicine was almost done. She poured it into the only surviving coarse porcelain bowl and murmured to herself: "Tsk, last time I went to the county, I actually forgot to buy a bowl. Well...it seems like I can’t afford it either.”

He raised his lips and blew on it. Halfway through the drink, he noticed the eyes around him, turned his head and grinned: "What, you want to give it a try?"

Ah Zhi looked at the woman's playful smile and suddenly said, "I'll accompany you to the neighboring village tomorrow. The Cheng family is not the only one who knows how to burn kilns."

The hand holding the porcelain bowl paused, she licked her lips and hummed.

"Also, in the future, we will not sell to the village or go to the town, but go directly to the county."

Hearing this sentence, Duan Qingqiu's eyes suddenly changed.

The other party's ideas coincide with my own.

If you want to do it, do it in a big way to avoid being tied up by people with ill intentions.

"You also think it's not easy for them to cause trouble today?"

"Yes." Ah Zhi nodded, "It was too sudden, and it seemed like an appointment. Someone must have said something behind his back, which stirred people's hearts. Do you want to make some insinuations?"

Duan Qingqiu emptied the residue in the bowl in one breath and waved his hand: "No need for now. In fact, it's better to make a fuss earlier. There won't be many people watching what we do in the future. Besides, the peeled pear flesh can be used to make Qiu pear ointment, which is a herbal medicine. It’s not expensive, you won’t lose much, there’s no need to waste our time for a villain.”

"Yes." Ah Zhi swallowed the last bite of the steamed bun, brushed off the dust on his hands, and stood up, "I'm going back to the house first."

"it is good."

"that……"

"Huh?" She was bending over to put out the fire. When she heard the hesitating sound, she looked up suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

It seemed like it was the first time the man said such words. He hesitated for a long time, until she almost became impatient, and then he said word by word: "Actually, you are doing well the way you are now."

There is no need to drink some concoction every night just to stay slim.

"Ai?"

Someone dropped these words and ran away, leaving Duan Qingqiu confused. It took him a long time to realize what he meant.

"Ha." She chuckled, shook her head, closed the kitchen door, and hurried back to the house.

The next day, it was bright and clear.

Duan Qingqiu told his younger sister who was still under the covers the relevant steps for making Qiuli ointment, and reassured her not to think too much and just continue to complete the outstanding orders.

After explaining, he put the small bamboo basket on his back and walked into the morning mist with Ah Zhi.

The villages nearby are not big, but there are several scattered here and there.

They searched in turn, and the soles of their shoes were worn flat, and their voices became hoarse. They did meet several masters, but unfortunately they all expressed their inability to do anything.

"The last Zhuangzi." Azhi stood on the small slope, looking at the smoke rising from the kitchen not far away.

Duan Qingqiu beat his sore legs and tried to take a step. In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore. He found a big stone and sat down directly. He breathed a sigh of relief: "I can't walk anymore. Let's take a rest..."

Gulu, Gulu.

My stomach also protested at the right time.

She unloaded the small backpack and took out the fried eggs and fried shredded potatoes she had made in the morning. She also took out a small jar of hot sauce she had made and pancakes wrapped in oil paper.

The pancakes were made by an old woman in the previous village. The courtyard door was open at the time. She passed by and smelled delicious, so she couldn't help but buy two.

Although it is a multigrain flour pancake without fillings, it is kneaded softly and has enough oil. It is countless times better than hard dry steamed buns, and it only costs two cents a piece.

She took the hot pancake open from the middle and tore it into a pocket shape, then spread the sauce and put eggs and shredded potatoes.

In this way, the cold dishes are wrapped in the heat and baked slightly warm.

Take a bite, the texture is solid, meat and vegetables, the taste is spicy and refreshing, and you are completely satisfied.

From the moment the first piece of food was taken out, Ah Zhi had been standing by silently, just waiting for it to be distributed and take his own share.

Even if Duan Qingqiu discovered it, a man wouldn't complain about being hungry if he wasn't given food.

But once he starts eating, he will definitely run faster than anyone else.

On the way to work, always number one.

She wanted to laugh a little.

Just as the corners of his lips curled up, the "eating and broadcasting" over there suddenly stopped.

"What, are you choking?"

He turned around and took out the water bag and handed it over, but the other party didn't take it, his eyes were still staring straight at somewhere in front of him.

Duan Qingqiu frowned and took a look.

There was a featureless earth wall, some debris piled near the door, and a large reverse-turned vat.

Nothing special.

If I had to say anything, it was that the tank was really big, at least twice as big as the water tanks used in every household.

It can even fit a man of Ah Zhi's stature easily...

There was a flash of white light, and something hit his brain.

She opened her eyes suddenly, then thought of something, and slowly dimmed them again.

Although the size of this vat was larger than expected, it was useless. The inside was bare, and there were no ready-made iron racks for sale in this era. Where should I put those small urns for baking?