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

She didn't beat around the bush and raised her doubts directly.

The woman shook her head: "Usually, the flowering season of camellias is from January to April. The current batch is a new product I cultivated, so it can bloom so early, but it has a weakness, the flowering period is also very short. , even if they stay on the branches, they will only be most beautiful for more than a month. Now that January has passed, they are coming to an end one after another..."

"But mother, some of them are pretty good-looking..." The boy walked to the door, happened to hear these words, and immediately argued with red eyes.

"Those won't last long. If you take them back and resell them, you will not only lose money, but you will also be scolded by your customers. Xiaojue, my mother told you that the most important thing in doing business is integrity..."

"Jian'er knows! But mother, we can't afford the medicine anymore. If those camellias can't be sold, you--"

"Then I won't take medicine. Mom knows how to do embroidery. If you endure it, you can get through this winter. It will be fine when spring comes next year."

The woman called the child to the bedside, touched his little head, took out the handkerchief, wiped away the tears on her son's face, then raised her head and said, "This girl..."

"My surname is Duan."

"Uh, Miss Duan, how about you..."

Duan Qingqiu interrupted the other party: "I want to go to the garden and have a look."

Camellia actually also has medicinal properties and has the effect of stopping bleeding and dispersing blood stasis.

But generally speaking, it is rarely used medicinally as there are better and cheaper alternatives.

For people of this dynasty, the value of this flower is obviously more reflected in its novelty and ornamental value.

And she thought of another use.

The garden is very big, and if you look around, you can see that less than a third of it is in bloom, but it’s still quite a lot.

Clusters, pieces, mainly white, mixed with some light pink.

Just as Mother Xiaojue said, most of the flower buds have stretched to their most open state, and some of the petals even have withered color at the ends.

It is conceivable that within a few days, they will all decay and become a pile of fertilizer.

Beyond that, nothing remains.

Duan Qingqiu took a deep breath, feeling that his entire lungs were filled with a delicate and soft breath, sweet, but with a hint of elegant tea fragrance when he exhaled.

Any modern counter lady standing here will praise it, this is the smell, a high-end fragrance!

She turned her head and looked at the silent man, and asked with a smile: "Azhi, our small treasury seems to be almost sixty taels at present. You said that if I use a small part to defeat it, Manager Xiao Xia Would you disagree?"

Azhi didn't answer, but took out a money bag from his sleeve pocket and handed it over.

Once carried, it's heavy.

When I opened it, there were at least a dozen taels.

"enough?"

"...It should be enough."

"Well, then don't tell her."

"..."

Duan Qingqiu seriously suspected that the other party was Doraemon, and when he wanted money, he could always dig it out.

At the original price, it would not be enough, but when the woman saw that she insisted, she gave a discount, which was equivalent to half selling and half giving away.

"Thank you, don't worry, your camellias will not be wasted in my hands. Since you are so sincere, I will give you another gift."

Duan Qingqiu took out the paper and pen he carried with him, wrote down a nourishing recipe, and handed it over.

"This one is cheaper than the one you had before and has the same effect. If you are willing, you can try it."

The woman was surprised: "It turns out Miss Duan is a doctor."

She smiled and said, "Not really." Then she thought of something and frowned, "By the way, do you know any pickers?"

"Yes, but... do you really plan to remove them all at once?"

"Yes, and the sooner the better."

An hour later, five large baskets full of camellias were lined up.

Duan Qingqiu took a look at the sky and estimated that it was going to rain tomorrow and probably wouldn't be able to come here, so he simply hired someone to deliver the goods directly to the village.

Ah Zhi first accompanied Yi Yi to leave, while she returned to the stall, sat down until the "closing time" she had set, and then began to pack her things.

"Yuqin, you don't have to come tomorrow. You have a day off."

"Ah? Why? Miss, didn't you say that you want to sell the roasted pears as soon as possible?"

"It looks like it's going to rain, and I also have something to do, so..."

"What's the matter?" Yuqin said immediately, "I'm going to help too."

"No need." Duan Qingqiu refused without thinking, "My village is too far away from here. It's inconvenient for you to have a child with you."

"But……"

"Okay." She patted the other party's shoulder, "Go back and have a good rest. When I come back, you will be busy."

Before leaving the city, I went to the drug store as usual and bought nutmeg, white peony root and other herbs.

Then I went to the porcelain shop, picked around, selected a small open porcelain jar, and emptied the other people's old goods.

A lot of them cost more than 700 yuan, which is quite a bargain.

These jars are obsolete styles and not exquisite enough. They have been kept in the warehouse for many years and are covered with a thick layer of dust. When they are wiped, their original earthy green color is revealed. There are actually a few small white camellias painted on the outside.

The more Duan Qingqiu looked at it, the more satisfied he became. He felt that he had found a treasure and felt happy.

I bought a lot of sundries one after another. When I returned home, the yard was brightly lit, and Xiaoxia was wandering around the five big baskets, with a look of deep confusion on her face.

"Sister, don't tell me, you think the mother and son are pitiful, so you just throw away the money?"

Duan Qingqiu looked at Ah Zhi, raised his eyebrows, and asked silently: Is this how you explained it?

Ah Zhi was silent.

He just briefly talked about the source, and the whole sentence did not exceed twenty words.

The rest is naturally up to Xiaoxia's own imagination.

The long silence seemed to confirm this guess.

The little girl felt dizzy, staggered two steps, and closed her eyes: "No, if you really sympathize with others, you can give them dozens of coins or even a few dollars. There is really no need to buy these... flowers and flowers and bring them back?" The key is that they haven’t taken root yet, so they can’t be inserted into the soil!”

Duan Qingqiu couldn't help but laugh. While moving the scattered items from the car into the house, he said confidently: "Don't worry, sister, I never do anything to make you suffer. Hurry up and cook dinner. I'll be busy tonight." .”

Hearing that he had to stay up late, Xiaoxia added two spoons of rice and changed the gruel into dry rice.

At this time, Duan Qingqiu asked Ah Zhi if he could help make a small container. The man pondered for a moment and nodded, indicating that he would go to A Niu's house.

If you are in a hurry, you must call a helper.

Xiaoxia thought for a while, then took out five or six more steamed buns and put them in the steamer.

The main dish should be enough, and then you have to consider the side dishes.