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After applying the slightly cool ointment on the skin, within a few moments, Master Hong could clearly see that the swelling on his face was beginning to subside.

"This ointment is so effective!?"

Their family has an ointment business, and they carry related ointments when they go out. The effect is completely different from this one.

"The ointment he has is indeed good. Our mansion bought his ointment recipe before. The ointment produced by that recipe has a much higher return rate than the ointment produced by the original recipe."

It was because of Lin Anru's ointment recipe that the little boy thought of trying his luck with Lin Anru after trying his own ointment and finding no obvious effect.

Who knew he actually had ointment on his hands, and it was so effective.

"Oh! So he was the one who sold the recipe."

Thinking of the two prescriptions, Mr. Hong remembered Lin Anru.

There are so many people who curry favor with him that he can't remember every one of them. If Lin Anru hadn't sold him the prescription, he wouldn't have remembered him at all.

After all, Lin Anru was not originally the person he wanted to win over, but was brought in by his subordinates.

"Since he has such a good ointment, send someone over to talk to him and buy the prescription," said Master Hong.

This place is what outsiders call a smoky and miasmatic place, although the locals don't think it is and believe that the real smoky and miasmatic place is still some distance away from them.

In fact, it belongs to the same place as the place of miasma, and it is not wrong for outsiders to call it that.

This is a smoke-filled area with many snakes, rats, insects and ants, so the sales of this ointment are considerable locally.

If you get the recipe, you can make money and win people over. It's a win-win situation no matter how you think about it.

"Yes, sir." The little boy lowered his head and wrote it down carefully.

……

"We will return to the county tomorrow. If you want to go together, you can gather at the gate at noon tomorrow."

After the swelling on Master Hong's face subsided, he couldn't wait to ask the little boy to inform other students that he was going home.

The locust invasion today was so terrible that all the trees on the streets were bare.

The trees on the street are in this situation, what about the trees in the fields?

There's no need to think it's not going to get any better.

Mr. Hong has a large family and a large business, so losing one quarter's harvest will not affect his life. But the people will!

He could imagine how high the price of food would be in the near future.

He has to go back early to make arrangements and make a fortune.

There is no time to lose.

Lin Anru received the news that she could go home, and her worries were finally put to rest.

If the road wasn't unsafe and he had valuables on him, he would have gone back by himself long ago.

I don't know what happened to my wife and children. Are they injured or frightened?

I have never felt so painful being separated from my family.

......

"Are you going to take out the food?"

Lin Shiyu was busy for three consecutive days.

Busy with processing vegetables and grains, busy with having people disinfect the village, busy with making ointments and liquid medicines.

There were many injured people in the village, and at first everyone just wanted to hold on and get through it.

They also experienced pain and swelling when harvesting rice, but this time it was more severe.

However, after a day, their injuries became worse, so they had to find Lin Shiyu to see if there was any suitable medicine to treat them.

Lin Shiyu directly took out the ointment that she had prepared long ago and sold it.

Selling at a low price, just charging a fee for hard work.

The wounds on his bodies had not yet healed, and on the third day, a group of villagers suffering from diarrhea appeared in the village.

When asked, they all said they had eaten locusts.

Although they heard that locusts were poisonous when they came, they knew about them. When they were too poor to eat meat, they caught some and roasted them. They tasted great.

Adhering to the principle of not wasting and out of resentment towards them, the villagers ate a lot to vent their anger, and that's when the trouble started.

There were so many people suffering from diarrhea that Lin Shiyu simply boiled a large pot of medicine and asked them to bring bowls to share it among them.

"No." Lin Shiyu shook her head: "It's not time yet."

"When will the time come?" asked the village chief.

The villagers have been in a bad mood these days. The harvest from the fields is gone. How can they be happy when they make a living from the land?

The whole village was in a state of depression. Apart from the occasional curse, there was no laughter or joy.

"This batch of food is for emergency use. What are you going to do with it now? Where are you going to go after you use it up? Don't do anything stupid."

"Okay!" The village chief was discouraged.

The environment in the village was too depressing, and his family was even more depressing. Although they listened to the advice and harvested the crops in the fields, they did not harvest all of them, and the loss was huge.

"I haven't shipped out the herbs I collected earlier to sell yet. I'll call everyone over to pick them up later."

"You can't just eat herbs randomly." The village chief shook his head: "Besides, everyone is short of food now, so we might as well sell them and get money to buy some food."

They usually save some grain for half a year for chewing. After half a year, the grain is harvested in the second quarter and they can eat it for another half a year.

It’s not that they don’t want to save more.

The output is limited, and taxes have to be paid, so that is all that is left. They managed to survive for half a year by saving and saving again. If they ate as much as they wanted, they wouldn't be able to last even for two months.

The locust plague happened just before the grain harvest, and every household was basically running out of food. Even if they had some, they could not last more than two or three months.

The next season is still half a year away, and there are no vegetables in the fields to eat, so there is no way to hold on for any longer.

The only thing to be thankful for is that in ten days or half a month, the vegetables in the field will start to sprout, so it shouldn’t be a problem to survive for half a year.

"Buy as much as you can." Lin Shiyu shook her head: "Everyone is short of food now, so don't even think about food."

"Is the affected area so large?" The village chief was shocked: "What should we do?"

Then he thought of the grain in the ancestral hall and he was no longer panicked.

"Then you should sell it for money. You can't take medicine carelessly."

"Have you forgotten that these herbs were the wild vegetables we ate before?"

Village Chief: (⊙o⊙)

He really forgot.

The main reason is that they seldom eat these wild vegetables. In their area, they can grow vegetables all year round. Who would eat wild vegetables that have a bad texture and taste?

"I'll go and notify everyone to come and take the herbs back."

The village chief is an impatient man and goes wherever he says he wants.

The villagers who heard the news came over soon.

Their family doesn't have much food left, so if they can have some wild vegetables to eat, they can at least survive until the vegetables in the fields grow again.

Because the herbs were processed and dried, they were much lighter when they were returned to the villagers.

When the villagers came to pick them up, Lin Shiyu explained it to them and everyone understood.

Anyway, just take it home and soak it in water, and the weight will be almost back to normal.