Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Man Bao also took the opportunity to promote himself, "I can still recognize many other medicines."

"Oh, what other medicine do you recognize?"

Man Bao jumped off the chair, ran out and brought in a dirty yam to show him, "Look!"

The shopkeeper looked at the long yam in astonishment, then glanced at Man Bao and asked, "You dug this?"

"No, it was my eldest brother who dug it!"

Not what are you proud of?

The shopkeeper said, "Do you recognize yam?"

Man Bao said: "I recognize it."

There are many beautiful pictures in the medicine book that Man Bao read recently, and she wrote them down one by one, so she pressed her fingers and the shopkeeper's number, "I have seen astragalus, licorice, and I also know ginseng, but I I like red dates the most.”

The shopkeeper simply chatted with her and asked, "Why?"

"Because the book says that red dates are sweet and crisp, I like to eat sweet fruits."

"Do you have a medicine book at home?"

"I don't have it at home, but my classmates have them," Man Bao said. "My classmates have a lot of books in their homes."

The shopkeeper's attitude was even more serious, "Little lady is reading? I don't know which gentleman is reading with."

"My teacher's surname is Zhuang, he is amazing."

The shopkeeper found this little girl a little interesting. She seemed to think that everyone around her was very powerful, including herself.

Her husband is very good, because she knows a lot; her classmates are very good, because she has read more books than her, and there are many books in the family; her mother is very good, her sister-in-law is very good, and her brothers are very good, even her Several nephews and nieces who only dared to look at the door were all powerful in her mouth, because they always did things that she couldn't do.

The shopkeeper felt that she was very powerful in being able to recognize this.

Of course, she also thinks she is very powerful because she is very smart!

Man Bao is a very talkative child, so she didn't need to ask the shopkeeper, she took the initiative to tell everything about her family.

Of course, she doesn't recognize birth, so she asked a lot of questions in the process of talking. The shopkeeper had a good time chatting with her, and everyone told you about the situation at home. If you ask a question, they will answer. Ten sentences, if someone asks you one, you have to answer at least one, right?

So Man Bao learned that the shopkeeper's surname was Zheng. He was also a doctor. There were only two doctors in Ji Shi Tang in Luojiang County, except for one sitting doctor, Dr. Tan.

Although he also treats patients, he does more of the work of dispensing medicines, purchasing medicinal materials, and keeping accounts. In his words, he is in charge of the store, so what he does is management work.

Doctor Zheng's family is here. He has been here for three or four years, and he is familiar with the herb collectors in this area.

Man Bao would ask curiously, "What is a herbalist?"

"It is a person who makes a living by collecting medicines, but there are not many people like Luojiang County, there are only two families, so most of the medicinal materials are transferred from other places." Since Dr. Zheng is willing to accept the medicines from the Zhou family, he is naturally not afraid. Tell them, "Like ours, the medicinal herbs in this piece include Arnaceae, Trichosanthes, Galla japonica, Qianhu, Mutong, Soleis chinensis, Uncaria, Ophiopogon japonicus, Aster and Pueraria, etc. The herb collectors of these herbs basically know each other, they not only know , and it will be processed, and the ones sent to our pharmacy are basically already processed medicinal materials."

He smiled and said, "A person like yours who only delivers one or two herbs at a time can't even be called a herb collector, but since the ones sent are all used for routine use, we also accept them."

Man Bao was amazed, "Then don't they make a lot of money?"

Dr. Zheng shook his head and said, "How much money can a person who collects medicine make? They don't have land, and they have to sell medicine for food, clothing and shelter. There are many snakes and insects in the mountains, how can it be so easy to collect medicine, or you are still farming the days. better."

"Why don't they have land?" Man Bao said: "Every family in our village has land. The village chief said that if there is not enough land at home, go ahead and open up wasteland and take care of it."

Doctor Zheng: "..."

He hesitated for a moment and said, "Maybe it's because you don't know how to farm?"

"If you can't learn it," Man Bao said, "We didn't know the herbs before, but we know them now, and we will know more in the future."

Doctor Zheng took the opportunity to ask, "Do you still sell medicinal herbs in the future?"

"Sell it as long as you meet it," Man Bao also took the opportunity to ask him, "Does your pharmacy still accept it? Do you accept any medicine?"

Dr. Zheng said that as long as it is medicine, he will buy it when it is delivered.

Man Bao was overjoyed, and asked him, "Then do you have a medicine book, the medicine book in my classmate's house doesn't look good. I read it for a long time and can't recognize it. If you have a better one here, lend me a look. , next time I come across a medicinal herb, I'll be able to recognize it."

Dr. Zheng looked at Man Bao's little face, and after a moment of silence, he went back to the backyard to find her a book, "Send it back to me after reading it, don't break it."

Zhou Dalang and Zhou Zhoulang, who were sweating profusely to count the two sums of money, turned around and saw their younger sister took a book from the shopkeeper.

Brothers: "..."

Man Bao happily took it, and carefully wrapped the school with oil paper, and then gave him the yam they dug up, "Uncle shopkeeper, take it back and stew it, the yam can be stewed with chicken to nourish qi and nourish the spleen. , very good."

Doctor Zheng frowned and asked with a smile, "Do you even know this?"

Man Bao is proud: "Of course, yam can also be made into yam cake."

Of course, these are what Keke just told her, because she took someone else's book and always had to give something in return.

Koko said yam is good.

Dr. Zheng didn't ask for her yam for nothing, but still wanted to buy it with her. He also said: "Next time I dig yam, don't bring it raw, cut it into pieces, dry it and bring it to the pharmacy. I will still be twenty. If you pay a pound, you can also get it in the market and sell it raw, and some big families who are particular about it will buy it back to make medicated meals."

Man Bao was reluctant to ask for his money and insisted on inviting him to eat.

Dr. Zheng thought about it, and then refused to refuse, but he didn't want all of them, only two of them were left, "You can take the rest back."

Zhou Dalang and Zhou Zhoulang glanced at the book in Yaomei's hand and bent over to say goodbye to Doctor Zheng.

Doctor Zheng smiled and waved, "Don't break my book, remember to return it to me."

Man Bao patted his small breasts in response, climbed onto the scooter with the book in his arms, and said to his eldest and second brothers, "We have to go buy chickens."

Knowing that Yaomei wanted to eat chicken again, Zhou Dalang thought of his mother and couldn't help but said: "Manbao, our family has eaten four chickens, and my mother said that if I buy more chickens, she will drive me and your second brother away. Go out, it's not such a waste of money."

"Okay, then we don't buy chicken, we buy mutton!"

Zhou Dalang continued to persuade him, and Man Bao reached out to him, "Brother, give me the money we earn, and we will take it ourselves."

Zhou Dalang immediately shut up and stopped talking.

On Tuesday, Lang coaxed her, "Manbao, it's not safe for you to carry so much money, or the eldest brother and the second brother will help you, ah."

"Then you give me fifty cents to buy meat, or I'll cry."

Zhou Dalang and Zhou Zhoulang were entangled, Man Bao rarely cried, but they were very afraid of her crying, because the child would easily get out of breath when she cried, and she would vomit even if she cried so hard, she might be fine in the end, But most of them would be scared to death, so they hesitated and gave her fifty cents.