Fast and slow through the ever-changing life

Chapter 8 The Brilliant Life of a Peasant Girl (3)

Ever since my mother injured her head, no doctor could cure her even if she spent money.

Bai Xiaoya suspects that Ma Shi's brain should have accumulated blood after the impact, forming congestion in the brain, oppressing a certain place, and maybe causing neurosis.

The congestion in Ma Shi's brain must be removed, and the medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis must be collected for Ma Shi to drink.

It's not that Bai Xiaoya has never thought about selling the prescriptions in the miscellaneous scriptures for money, but after all, she is a little unsafe.

Just take your time step by step, there is always a way to make money.

"Okay, I'll go with you." Father Bai was worried that his daughter would go to town alone, she was only 13 years old.

"Dad, it's okay. I can do it by myself. Just keep an eye on your mother and brother at home. I've already agreed with Uncle Liu that we will take his ox cart at the entrance of the village tomorrow." Uncle Liu is the only one in the village who relies on an ox cart. Villagers making money.

A cow is raised to provide services to the village. If the villagers want to go to town, they can only rely on ox carts to go back and forth in a day.

"It's all dad's useless, it's hard for you, you must pay attention to safety, and if you find anything wrong, remember to run fast." Bai Dad told the girl.

Early in the morning, Bai Xiaoya got into the bullock cart with a basket covered with sackcloth on her back. There were also a few villagers in the cart who were going to the town, and each of them brought their own agricultural products to the town to exchange money.

"Hey, Bai Xiaoya, are you going to the town alone?" Aunt Li from the village was a little bit tongue-tied.

"Yeah." Bai Xiaoya didn't want to talk to this big-mouthed Aunt Li, whether everyone was gossiping about others along the way, Bai Xiaoya looked at the scenery on both sides of the road, her mind was clear.

After two hours on the mountain road, the ox cart finally came to the town.

Wuning Town is the second largest town in Yangming County.

The name of the town is named after Wu Ning. Wu Ning is a very powerful general. Everyone in this country knows that he is the general who founded the Qi Yuan Kingdom.

In the hometown of Duke Wu of the Yuan State of Qi, the people in the town live a fairly prosperous life.

There are about a thousand households in the town, as well as three restaurants and two inns.There are five prosperous commercial streets. The entire town is built on the water, and a river runs through the town.

The town is connected by three bridges, connecting the two sides of the river.

There are three pharmacies and four medical clinics in the town, and merchants who are close to the traffic will always rest here.

In this Wuning town, the most affluent one is the street where the Wu family is located, and the people living there are all the richest families in the town.

Today happened to be the market day, and the main passages in the town were full of people from other villages who came to the market to buy and sell.

On the pier, a strong man was working.

There are several fishing boats in the river, and there are several cormorants standing on the fishing boats, and the fish baskets on the deck are already full of fish.

Bai Xiaoya walked past the lively selling stalls and came to a pharmacy on the commercial street.

"Little girl, what kind of medicine do you need?" The waiter in the pharmacy shop was counting the medicinal materials.

"Excuse me, do you buy medicinal materials here?" Bai Xiaoya looked at the medicine rack behind Xiao Er, and the name of the medicine was pasted on each grid.It just so happened that Bai Xiaoya had it in her back basket.

"Yes, what kind of medicinal materials does the girl have?" Their pharmacy collects medicinal materials all year round.

But how many of these country people know how to handle medicinal materials? The medicinal materials collected are all fresh, and they still need to process them before they can use them.

"I have several kinds of medicinal materials here. I came here this time to ask if I can accept the more expensive ones." Bai Xiaoya put down the basket on her back, opened the cloth, and a scent of medicine came out.

"Wait a minute, I'll call the shopkeeper." Although Xiaoer also knows some medicinal materials, he can't make decisions about these things.

The waiter walked to the backyard of the drug store and called the shopkeeper.

"The girl's family knows how to make medicinal materials? These medicinal materials of yours are of good quality and have well-preserved medicinal properties. This is Panax notoginseng, this is Anemarrhena, Prunella vulgaris, Snake Back, Lobelia, and Thistle." The shopkeeper was a little surprised. The medicinal materials are all needed in the store.

The most important thing is that these medicinal materials are handled well, especially Panax notoginseng and Anemarrhena anemarrhena are scarce in the shop, both of which have very good medicinal properties.

"Girl, how many of these medicinal materials do you have at home? If there are more, our shop will have them all." It is rare for the shopkeeper to see processed medicinal materials. They can reduce a lot of processes and wish for them.

"I still have some at home, each of which weighs about ten catties, Panax notoginseng and Zhimu still have about twenty catties, and some schisandra, star anise lotus, and cicada slough. I can sell them if the store needs them." Bai Bai Xiaoya is considering whether to become a herbal medicine seller.

The possibility of buying some fields in Daxi Village to grow medicinal materials is not high, and the medicinal material business cannot last for a long time.

People in the village will compete with her.

There are many mulberry trees in the fields in Daxi Village, and Bai Xiaoya feels that sericulture is actually a good way out.

In this era, silk can only be worn by the rich. If you develop and expand your sericulture technology, you can open a silk workshop...

"Girl, girl." The shopkeeper interrupted Bai Xiaoya's whims.

"Is the girl willing to sell these medicinal materials to us? How about I give the girl two taels of silver and 25 cents for these medicinal materials? As long as the girl's family has medicinal materials, my store will accept them, and the price will definitely be higher than other stores." said the shopkeeper. The price offered is definitely worthy of Bai Xiaoya.

"Okay, then it's settled. I will deliver all the medicinal materials tomorrow." After making an agreement with the shopkeeper, Bai Xiaoya walked out of the pharmacy.

Walked around the busiest snack street in the town, bought three hemp bags at a grocery store, bought a little salt, two and a half catties of fat and lean pork, and four steamed buns, got on the ox cart and followed the villagers back to the village.

"Hey, Bai Xiaoya, have you sold everything in your basket? I heard my little girl say that the grass you picked can really be sold for money?" Uncle Niu started to inquire about his family on the ox cart. The girl is Liu Xiaohua, the fat girl who doesn't get along with Bai Xiaoya.

"Well, I sold some. I was lucky, and some of them were really the medicinal materials that the pharmacy wanted. But the shopkeeper said that those medicinal materials hurt the properties of the medicine, and the price is very low. If you don't know the properties of the medicine, it will not be of much use if you randomly dig and damage the properties of the medicine. Now." Bai Xiaoya is not afraid of competition from people in the village going to the mountains to collect herbs.

Anyway, these people don't understand at all. Even if they see Bai Xiaoya picking, it's useless. Making medicine is the most important thing.

There is a valley in the mountain where chrysanthemum leaves are everywhere. When autumn comes, you can pick some chrysanthemums for medicine.

"Oh, how much did it cost?" The people in the car were all interested. To them, the grass growing in the ground was just waste grass. Who knew it could still be sold for money?

Bai Xiaoya smiled shyly at the villagers on the bullock cart and said, "This basket costs ten Wen." Only fools will tell you how much it is.

As soon as they heard it was only ten cents, the people in the car were not interested. They had to think about it, it was only so big when they were so big.

(End of this chapter)