After her husband died in battle, she relied on the villain cub to make a comeback.

Ye Zhizhi felt refreshed after the battle.

Li Zheng turned a blind eye and just lowered his head to read. When he got closer, he could see that what he was reading was "The Encyclopedia of Praying for Rain".

Ye Zhizhi was in awe, never expecting that Li was such a good Li Zheng who cared about the people!

Pay attention to people's livelihood all the time!

But this respect comes and goes faster than shampoo to remove dandruff.

Because Li Zheng suddenly called his eldest grandson, who was peeling sweet potatoes aside, and said, "Daqing, come here and see what these words mean."

Daqing carried the spirit of a scholar, walked over with a step that he didn't recognize his relatives, turned back the book that his grandfather had knocked down, and read aloud, "It's raining at the fifth watch, the sun and the west are on the water kang, and the ants and earthen pots are going to rain!"

Li Zheng nodded repeatedly when he heard this, but he was confused, "What do you mean by Rixi Water Kang, when it rains in an ant earthen pot?"

Ye Zhizhi also had only a partial understanding of this. He glanced at the book to see if there were any notes. The result was that, wow, it clearly said:

It rains at the fifth watch, the sun dries up puddles, and the ants nest is about to rain.

You made four mistakes out of fifteen words...

However, Daqing explained seriously, "When the rain breaks out at the fifth watch, the sun makes the water out of the kang, and the ants run to the earthen pot, and it starts raining!"

"Grandpa is enlightened."

Li Zheng praised sincerely, "Good boy, besides Dazhu, you are the most educated in our village. Grandpa only knew 25 words when he lived to this age, but you can know 50. Your future achievements will definitely be No lower than grandpa."

Sanzhu's eyes showed his sincere envy and admiration for cultural people, "Brother Daqing, can you tell me other words you know?"

In fact, his eldest brother also knew a lot of words, but he was focused on scientific examinations and was not willing to waste time discussing these with them, and it was not easy for him to disturb his eldest brother.

But Xiao Daqing is different. He is a good man who is willing to help others. He took a wooden stick and wrote on the ground and said, "I also know the surnames of hundreds of families, Zhao Qian, Sun Chen!"

After saying that, he wrote the word "Xu" on the ground and said, "Read it with me, Er Dao Chen!"

Sanzhu was thirsty for knowledge and said loudly to Xu Zi, "Chen! Ear knife Chen!"

Ye Zhizhi, who witnessed the whole process: "..."

"Stop learning." Ye Zhizhi tugged at the three pillars, learning a bunch of typos and how to correct them later.

Sanzhu thought that his stepmother didn't want him to learn, and he was a little sad, but he quickly adjusted and made his position clear.

All it takes is one scholar in the family. He has to work hard to repay his stepmother and provide for his eldest brother to study.

He nodded and said, "Well, I don't want to learn. Mom, you go and have a rest. I'll go pick the sweet potatoes and make you full!"

Ye Zhizhi: "...Actually, that's not what mother meant."

But how to say this...

She was also embarrassed to say that Daqing was illiterate in front of everyone.

Alas, it’s hard to be a mother, but it’s even harder to be the mother of a bunch of kids.

She now understands why many modern mothers have trouble raising their children.

There is such ambiguity in one sentence, it can hurt the weak heart of the gold swallowing beast money crusher!

After digging sweet potatoes for a while, looking at the bright light, Ye Zhizhi slowly stood up and waited until the dizziness disappeared.

"I quit, I'm going to town, will you come with me?"

Si Zhu held his breath and shook his head, "You can take Yaya back to have some food. Let's dig more sweet potatoes and go home."

Ye Zhizhi was afraid that his small body wouldn't be able to bear it.

Sizhu looked contemptuous, "I killed a cow with one fist, but I'm not as weak as you."

Ye Zhizhi: "..."

farewell.

Ye Zhizhi took Wuya and ran home.

As expected, this behavior of abusing children for their own enjoyment has been despised by the whole village.

"I just thought Fatty Ye had improved, but she ended up running away and slacking off again! It's really shameless!"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense," Xiao Daqing, who went back to pull the ox cart, said before leaving, "Aunt Ye went to the town to do business and sell braised pork. She was not lazy at all!"

"What?! She's the only one who can still do business?!"

Ye Zhizhi didn't know what the villagers said, and she wouldn't take it to heart if she knew it, because she was busy doing business to make money and had no time to argue with them.

So as soon as Wuya and I arrived in town, we ran to the drug store first.

As soon as he walked in, he met the shrewd shopkeeper of the Slim Bar. He immediately took out his ginseng and said, "Make a price."

"I'll drop a darling!"

The shopkeeper was shocked when he saw such a big ginseng for the first time, "It has grown into a human shape. It must be a century-old ginseng, right?"

It was nothing more than a surprise to him. You must know that there are nine great immortal grasses in the field of traditional Chinese medicine: Dendrobium officinale, Tianshan Snow Lotus, Centennial Ginseng, Centennial Polygonum Multiflorum, Poria of Sixty, Mountain Ganoderma, Undersea Pearl, Cordyceps Sinensis and Cistanches.

No matter which one it is, it is not something that can be taken out casually.

And this ginseng, in fact, judging from his experience, it is at least 130 years old!

Ye Zhizhi nodded, "Stop asking such nonsense, let's talk about money first."

The shopkeeper was excited, but he quickly squeezed his palms to control his excitement and wrote lightly, "But there is something wrong with the way this is prepared. The roots seem to be damaged. How much do you want to pay?"

"I'm just a country woman. What do I know? But this hair was broken. I didn't pay attention to it when I shoveled it with the shovel the first time. Please give me a price. If it's lower, I'll sell it to someone else." If it gets any lower, I’ll take it back and make some wine to drink!”

Centennial ginseng is not an ordinary medicinal material. This kind of thing is usually the treasure of various pharmacies.

There are unscrupulous people in poor places, and the shopkeeper was afraid that she would get angry and stop selling, so he could only cut the meat with tears and say, "50 taels of silver."

"Such a low price? Why are you sending beggars away?!"

Ye Zhizhi turned to leave, but the shopkeeper hurriedly stopped him, "That's how medicinal materials are, collect them at a low price and sell them at a high price! Our town is no better than the county town, 50 taels is not lower. If you want to sell for 90 or [-] taels, then you have to Go to the county town! Just entering the county town costs dozens of yuan! The guys at the drug store will trick you!"

Ye Zhizhi, "70 taels."

The shopkeeper said, "It's impossible, the maximum is 55!"

"65!"

"sixty!"

"Deal!" Ye Zhizhi clapped his hands, "Hurry up and give me the money!"

The shopkeeper, "..."

What a bitch of his!Once you export, you will earn ten taels less!

Ye Zhizhi happily accepted the money. In fact, she estimated the price to be around 60 taels.

"Give me some more peppercorns, cinnamon, and star anise."

The shopkeeper screamed, "Why! Do you know how expensive this thing is?"

"Because of my big face."

The shopkeeper, "..."

It's not small.

"What do you want these things for?" he inquired seemingly casually.

Ye Zhizhi, "Do you know why Xiao Ming's grandfather lived to be 99?"

Shopkeeper: "Why?"

"Because he's minding his own business."

Shopkeeper: "..."

Under Wuya's admiring gaze, he went to the pawn shop to pawn gold and silver jewelry and got another 20 taels.

Just as he turned around to go to the pork shop, Ye Zhizhi suddenly looked at the woman in the distance, his eyes lit up, this is not——