She gave birth to three daughters in a row, and was kicked out by her mother-in-law who favored boys

The next day, the big rooster in the chicken coop crowed. Gu Qingqing turned over in annoyance, pulled the quilt over her head and continued to sleep.

Soon, all kinds of chirping birds could be heard. Gu Qingqing was so disturbed that she twisted and turned in the quilt but did not wake up.

When Dahua woke up, she saw Sanhua who was pushed to the side by her mother. She hurried over to pick up Sanhua, and at the same time made up her mind that she would take care of Sanhua before going to bed tonight.

Gu Qingqing was awakened by a ray of sunlight coming through the crack in the door.

When she sat up drowsily, she found that she was the only one in the small room.

At the same time, she recalled the dream she had. She couldn't go back even in the dream, let alone reality!

Zhang Cuilan, who had come early in the morning but was stopped by Wen Wuyan from entering, felt sour when she saw her getting up, "Sister-in-law, you are separated from us. You just got up when the sun is shining on your butt."

Gu Qingqing lifted her eyelids and gave her a look, "Sister-in-law, if you want, you can sleep until this time. Why are you envious of me?"

Zhang Cuilan was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. "Who envies you? It's an honor to wake you up."

"I won't say whether it's glorious or not, but I can sleep as long as I want. Can you?" Gu Qingqing said deliberately.

Then he took a clean bowl handed to him by Dahua and a small clay pot brought by Zhang Cuilan, and turned back to the house.

Gu Qingqing repeated the movements skillfully, but she complained in her heart, "Why does it look so much like milking a cow?"

After sending Zhang Cuilan away, Gu Qingqing looked at Wen Wuyan sitting on a rock, his injured leg suspended in the air, scraping bamboo strips with a machete in his hand. She walked over and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I see that there are not enough baskets and bamboo baskets at home. I have nothing to do anyway, so I want to weave a few baskets for use at home." Wen Wuyan said.

Oh, he's also a craftsman.

"Wen Wuyan, you are awesome!" Gu Qingqing praised him sincerely.

Wen Wuyan didn't recognize her compliment, but said honestly, "This is nothing. Most families in the village can weave it. It's not beautiful, but it's enough for home use."

Gu Qingqing choked, gave him a thumbs up, and went about her own business.

After finishing breakfast, Gu Qingqing looked at the sun, it was around 9 o'clock in the morning.

She tidied the bamboo basket and quietly looked at the wild ginseng she had dug the day before. She felt relieved when she saw that it was intact.

After preparing everything and leaving enough "food" for Sanhua, she asked Wen Wuyan when she was about to go out, "Do you have anything you want me to buy?"

Wen Wuyan thought about it and shook his head.

"Erhua, your sister and I are going to Taohua Town to buy some things today, so you have to stay at home and take care of your father and sister. Is that okay with you?" Gu Qingqing squatted down, rubbed Erhua's little shoulders, and said in a gentle tone.

"Mom, you guys go ahead. I will feed Sanhua and take good care of dad."

"Well, Erhua, be good. Mom will bring you something delicious when she comes back. You don't have to cook dinner at home. We and your sister are back, so we will do it. By the way, before feeding Sanhua milk, put the bowl in a basin of hot water to warm it up. It can't be too hot. If you feel you can't control it, use a small spoon to scoop it onto the back of your hand. It's fine as long as it doesn't feel hot."

Gu Qingqing's last words were obviously meant for Wen Wuyan to hear.

Sanhua is too small, she can’t carry him to town!

"I know mother."

"Okay!" Wen Wuyan nodded.

With the two of them, one big and one small, looking after the house, Gu Qingqing took Dahua to the town with peace of mind.

Follow the main road outside Niutoushan Village, first heading south and then southwest, and walk for an hour to reach Taohua Town.

The original owner had never been to the town, so after asking around, Gu Qingqing came to a Chinese medicine shop in the town called Tong’entang.

As soon as Gu Qingqing came in, she looked at the cabinet filled with Chinese medicine and smelled the unique aroma of the medicinal materials, and a Chinese medicine shop that was not much different from this store emerged in her memory.

I don’t know how her father is doing now, Gu Qingqing thought.

"Are you here to see a doctor or get medicine?" the pharmacy apprentice came up and asked.

Gu Qingqing suddenly came back to her senses, "I don't treat illnesses, but do you accept medicinal herbs?"

"Do you two have any herbs to sell? You've come to the right place. Our Tong'en Hall is the largest clinic in town, and the prices we offer are absolutely reasonable. We are honest and fair. Can you show us any herbs you have?"

After the pharmacy apprentice finished speaking, he walked to the counter and said to the shopkeeper who was counting beads, "Shopkeeper, these two are here to sell herbal medicine."

The shopkeeper was an old man in his fifties. He stopped what he was doing and looked at Gu Qingqing. "Oh! What medicinal herbs?"

Gu Qingqing didn't know whether the wild ginseng of this year in her hand was considered precious in ancient times, so she took it directly out of the bamboo basket.

The handkerchief was only uncovered at one corner, and the shopkeeper quickly covered the corner that Gu Qingqing had uncovered, and then he looked around and said anxiously, "You two follow me to the private room in the backyard."

There were people coming and going on the street, and Gu Qingqing was not afraid that they would swallow the goods, so she followed Dahua in.

The so-called private room is just a small room with a few chairs inside.

Seeing that Gu Qingqing's clothes were shabby but neat, the shopkeeper smiled and said, "Can you show me the ginseng again?"

Gu Qingqing was a little confused by the shopkeeper's cautiousness. Was ginseng very valuable in ancient times?

After thinking about it, I still opened the handkerchief and showed it to him.

The shopkeeper looked at the ginseng and said, "It's good ginseng, sixteen years old. What a pity. If it can be four more years old, the price can be doubled."

"Is the gap so big?" Gu Qingqing was surprised.

The shopkeeper suddenly smiled and said nothing, "Your roots are intact, we will take them, and I will give you this amount."

The shopkeeper said as he opened his thumb and index finger and tightened the other fingers.

"Eighty taels?"

"Yes, eighty taels."

Gu Qingqing's spineless heart was pounding. Selling big flowers was not worth many taels of silver. Wen Wuyan only got three taels of silver in return for a broken leg. Yet, she dug up a wild ginseng and could sell it for eighty taels of silver.

As expected, people are the least valuable.

Gu Qingqing didn't bargain and nodded in agreement.

At the same time, she asked curiously, "Just now the shopkeeper said that ginseng that is twenty years old will be particularly valuable. Why is that? I know a little about medicinal herbs. In theory, the value of twenty-year-old ginseng is not twice that of sixteen-year-old ginseng."

"Did you dig this ginseng yourself?" asked the shopkeeper with a smile.

Gu Qingqing nodded.

"In that case, I might as well tell you a few more words. That's because recently someone has been asking for ginseng that is twenty years old or older to save his life, so the price is high. If you collect any more herbs in the future, you can send them to our Tong'en Hall. I don't think you will lose money at the price." The shopkeeper said a few words about ginseng and didn't say anything more.

Gu Qingqing nodded after hearing this.

Gu Qingqing came out of Tong'en Hall. There were seven large silver ingots in the bamboo basket behind her. It was wrapped in an old piece of clothing, seemingly casually but actually very tightly.

There were still ten silver coins worth one ounce in his arms.

It’s not that Gu Qingqing didn’t want to stuff the big silver ingots into her arms, but the seven big silver ingots were quite heavy, and they pulled her clothes so hard that their collars were deformed.

By walking on the street like that, wouldn’t that be telling everyone that she was “carrying a treasure”?

"Dahua, stop staring at the bamboo basket behind me." Gu Qingqing pulled her hand and reminded her in a low voice.

Dahua blinked and said, "Mom, I'm nervous."

Gu Qingqing smiled, "If I had known you were so timid, I would not let you see anything next time."

Gu Qingqing said so, but she was a little scared in her heart. When she came across a wooden stick on the roadside, she picked it up and played with it in her hands.

She made up her mind that if anyone dared to come, she would give him a beating.