If you keep making noise, I won’t stand it anymore!

Old Man Luo glanced towards the east and continued, "First, his wife had a difficult labor. She was in pain for three days and three nights, but the baby was not born and the adults were not saved. After that, his parents' health collapsed. They didn't survive that winter and passed away one after another. Alas..."

"I still remember clearly how happy this kid was when he came back from the battle. His voice was so loud that half the village could hear him. But when he got home, he fainted on the spot. After waking up, he became like this now, doing nothing and talking nothing. In the past two years, he would go to the grave to visit his wife and children every day after waking up, and would not come back until dark. Sometimes the villagers would feel sorry for him and send him some food. If someone gave him food, he would eat it, but if no one did, he would starve."

Situ Yidong and others fell silent after hearing this. Such a blow was too heavy for anyone to bear.

Meixiang secretly clenched her fists. Such a tragedy would never happen in modern times, but in Haoyue where medical science is relatively backward, giving birth is like borrowing luck from God. If she is lucky, both mother and child will be safe, but if she is unlucky, there will be two deaths.

Meixiang then thought of the set of scalpels that Situ Yiddong had sent her the day before her birthday. Because she had been very busy recently, the surgical operation had been delayed again and again, and even her master had urged her several times.

If surgery is promoted and passed down, could such tragedies be avoided?

"Alas, Uncle Luo, things have already happened and no matter how sad we are, there is nothing we can do, right? The dead cannot be resurrected, and the living must always find a way to live on. How to make the living live a good life is what we should think about now. Let's go." Meixiang sighed and said to old man Luo.

"You're right, girl. The dead cannot be resurrected, but the living will always find ways to survive." Old Man Luo muttered to himself as he led them into the village.

Not far behind them, a figure was following them secretly.

Situ Yidong and Mei Ying quickly realized and confirmed who that figure was. They looked at each other and pretended not to know and continued to follow Old Man Luo towards the village.

Almost every household in Luojia Village grows medicinal herbs. Some grow a lot, like Old Man Luo's, with their yards full of them. Some grow a few less, but still half as much as Old Man Luo. And in Meixiang's opinion, they all grow them quite well, better than the medicinal field entrusted to Meishu in the back mountain of Liujia Village.

It really is a good place to grow medicinal herbs. "Uncle Luo, are only the villagers in your village able to grow herbs, or do people in the nearby villages know how to do it?"

"Not only our village, but also the villagers in the five or six surrounding villages grow some. As far as I know, 70% of the herbs in the pharmacy of Liuzhou Prefecture are sold to them by the villagers in our villages."

Not only Meixiang, but also Chu Zeming and others opened their mouths in surprise. 70% of a state is not a small number, and this is what they grow in their spare time from farming. If they spend all their time taking care of the herbs, the amount they grow will be several times more.

"Do most people know how to grow seedlings or only transplant them? Are the only ones who know how to do this old people and women?" Meixiang asked Old Man Luo.

Elder Luo lowered his head and thought for a while before replying, "Most people probably only tried transplanting them. Because some family members have headaches and fevers, it is convenient for them to cook them themselves, so they will more or less dig some and plant some at home."

"As far as I know, some elderly people in the family have breeding and seedling cultivation skills, but they are of no use in the current situation. I don't know if these skills will be lost in the future?" Old man Luo said with a wry smile.

Meixiang looked at the uncle in front of her with a miserable life, and wondered how many other people in Haoyue were like Luojiacun, Old Man Luo, and the man she rescued on the road.

"Uncle Luo, don't worry. Haoyue's war is basically over now. As long as you have skills and are willing to work hard, your life will get better and better."

"If you believe me, I'll ask you to do me a favor in the next few days. Please check these villages to see how many people have the skills to breed and raise seedlings. Do you want to try to plant some seeds? As for the seeds and sales, you don't have to worry about it. I'll take care of that. What do you think?"

When Old Man Luo heard what Meixiang said, he opened his eyes wide in disbelief, his lips trembling slightly and he couldn't speak. He didn't expect that a little girl he casually picked up at the market could bring such a surprise to Luojia Village.

There are relatively few adult men in the village now, and most of the remaining ones are the elderly, children, and women. Apart from tending the fields at home and occasionally picking some herbs to exchange for some money if they are lucky, there is really no other way to make money. Every family lives a life of living from head to toe.

If it is true as the little girl said, that they can earn money simply by growing herbs, it would be a great thing for old people like them, and they don't have to spend their days eating and drinking and waiting to die.

"Uncle Luo?" Meixiang looked at the dazed uncle in front of her and called out to him again.

"Ah, ah, little girl, is what you said true? Is there really such a good thing?" Old man Luo came back to his senses and confirmed with some disbelief.

Meixiang looked at him firmly and nodded affirmatively: "Uncle Luo, I won't lie to you. As long as you can grow it and guarantee the quality of the herbs, you don't need to worry about other things. We will find a way to get it done."

Then he pointed at Chu Zeming, Feng Yizhen and Situ Yidong and continued, "Did you know that the former Lord Wang and Commander of Liuzhou Prefecture were transferred to the capital? The three of them are Lord Chu, Lord Feng and Commander Situ who took over the positions of those two people."

In order to increase Old Man Luo's trust, Meixiang specifically reminded them yesterday to bring tokens proving their positions today.

When the three people heard Meixiang's special name, they resigned themselves to their fate and took out the seals from their underwear and handed them to Old Man Luo.

Seeing Old Man Luo turning around and looking at him with a terrified face, he said, "Uncle Luo, it's okay. You can look around and recognize their faces yourself. And the servants we brought with us, you should also recognize their faces. We will send them to pass on messages if we have any problems in the future."

"Oh oh... I'm sorry, everyone. I'm sorry." Old man Luo said sorry as he stepped forward with both hands to take the seals handed over by Chu Zeming and the other three. After carefully identifying them one by one, he knelt on the ground with a plop. "I'm sorry, everyone. I'm rude, please forgive me." As he said that, he kowtowed.