The two treasures of the farm family cannot be offended by the mother who is a miracle doctor.

Ye Nitang turned around and met the confused eyes of Ye Qinghong and Yang Dashan. Instead of explaining, he asked with a smile: "Did you buy the hen?"

Yang Dashan looked ugly when he heard this.

He put down Ye Qinghong's basket and strode away.

"There is only one chicken seller in town today, that's it."

Ye Qinghong was not good at lying. He took out the chicken from the basket and looked away.

Ye Nitang saw that he bought one on purpose and did not blame him. He picked up the chicken and entered the yard.

In the corner of Ye's yard, there is a double-story chicken shed that Ye's father built when he was at home.

She put the chickens in the shed, went to the kitchen, scooped out a bowl of water, poured a drop of water into the stone trough in the chicken shed.

Hope it doesn't have too much of a reaction.

Ye Qinghong's eyes were dim when he saw how much she cared about the chicken.

Take out the candied haws and ask Yang Zhuer to take the two kids out to eat.

She didn't want them to see her ferocious look.

After Ye Nitang finished her work, she went to the kitchen and brought him a bowl of spiritual spring water, "How are the peaches selling today?"

"No..." Not so good?

After all, Ye Qinghong didn't say anything perfunctory and endured it for a while.

"It was sold for fifty cents per catty. Together with the vegetables, it was sold for a total of thirty-seven taels and eight hundred cents. I happened to meet shopkeeper Zhao today, and I paid off his small account."

In previous years, peaches cost thirty-five cents per catty. Today, the first person to buy peaches was Bai Jiaoniang, who paid fifty cents per catty.

Others followed her and bought it for fifty cents a pound.

Fortunately, it was the first peach of the year, and the quality was so good.

Almost no one who buys peaches makes a counter-offer.

Ye Nitang nodded, still feeling that he had lost money.

That was all watered by the spiritual spring water in her space.

"I have something to discuss with you. I plan to make mint balm and sell it."

"Mint balm?" Ye Qinghong was confused.

"You come with me." Ye Nitang took Ye Qinghong to the kitchen without explaining.

The beeswax in the big pot has caked.

She pointed to the two jars of honey and said, "Those are the honey I squeezed out from the wild bee nests I dug in the mountains. The smaller jar is for Grandma Wu."

As she spoke, she brought out a pot of mint dew, "This is the dew I steamed with mint. It refreshes the mind and refreshes the mind. It repels insects and relieves itching. You can try it on the mosquito bites."

Ye Qinghong probably understood what she meant.

She must have collected the steam after the mint was steamed.

She has such a big brain, she really knows how to think!

He dipped some peppermint dew and applied it on his arm. The cool feeling instantly exploded on that area of ​​skin and spread throughout his body.

He rubbed the grooves of his temples and nose again. His head, which was still groggy from the road just now, felt like it had been plunged into ice water.

He looked at Ye Nitang, his eyes shining with surprise.

The things I fiddled with this time are actually of some use.

In the past, when he was studying in the school in the town, his classmates who dozed off would put some refreshing balm on their heads to refresh themselves.

It's far inferior to the mint dew made by my eldest sister.

But it also made him very envious.

The ointment was too expensive and he was reluctant to buy it.

But the eldest sister always asked her parents for money to buy balm for Yao Minzhi, but she never bought him a box.

Thinking of this, Ye Qinghong's eyes dimmed again, "What are you doing, eldest sister?"

"Didn't I just say, make it into ointment and sell it."

Ye Nitang turned on the fire in the stove.

Pick up the mint dew and pour out half of it, keeping it in a small jar for bathing.

Put the remaining pot into the hot water in the pot, break off a piece of beeswax and put it in.

Wait until the beeswax softens, stir and serve.

Pour it into the clean bamboo tubes she prepared early in the morning, and pour it into six bamboo tubes.

"I cut the mint from the mountains, I steamed the mint dew, and I brought the beeswax from the mountains.

It didn't cost a penny and only took half a day's work.

Please give me an estimate. How much money can I get for these six tubes of peppermint balm if I sell them in town? "

"Are you really here to sell it?" Ye Qinghong asked in surprise when he saw that she didn't seem to be joking.

Ye Nitang raised his eyebrows, "Of course."

"Ha," Ye Qinghong stared at her face, suddenly laughed, and moved his eyes to the bamboo tube,

"This bamboo tube contains about twenty coins.

A bottle of balm worth fifty cents in the perfume shops in town only costs two or three cents.

At this price, your bamboo tube can be sold for at least two hundred coins.

Six bamboo tubes cost one, two, or two hundred coins, which is much better than me selling vegetables. "

Today, he sold more than 500 kilograms of vegetables for more than 200 kilograms, which is still the harvest after working for several months.

Ye Nitang held her chin with one hand and did not respond to him.

These insect repellents such as mint and mugwort are found everywhere in the mountains and fields.

Even if they grow slowly, she can use the spiritual spring water to cheat and make them grow quickly.

It's just that this beeswax is sold in drug stores in town, but it's very expensive.

The cost is still a bit high.

Seeing her frowning face, Ye Qinghong asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Can you accompany me to Sophora Flower Village tomorrow?"

Huaihua Village makes a living by raising bees and making candles, so their beeswax should be sold cheaply.

Ye Nitang plans to buy beeswax directly from them to keep the cost down.

Taking advantage of the current mosquito-infested season, make some money first, and then make plant essential oils later.

Once essential oils are produced, the industrial chain behind essential oils can be developed.

Ye Qinghong shook his head in disapproval, "Their beeswax is made into candles and sold to Fucheng. It is never sold to anyone else."

"It won't cost much for the time being. Let's go over and take a look tomorrow and buy something of thirty or fifty kilograms.

In addition, we have to ask Uncle Yang to build a big earthen stove and a big steamer for us. "

She had no capital at the moment, so she had to make do with a steamer. If the essential oil business could start, she would build a copper distillation device and start a big business.

Listening to her words, the light in Ye Qinghong's eyes became softer and softer.

His eldest sister finally woke up and knew how to worry about this family.

After the two discussed it for a while, they decided on the rules and it was dark.

The mint balm also solidified.

Ye Nitang poured the potion she had prepared to cure cold paralysis into a small earthen jar and dissolved the remaining beeswax in it.

After mixing, it formed a thick black mud.

Ye Qinghong cooked, and she went to Yang's house with honey, mint ointment and medicinal mud.

Mrs. Wu and her granddaughter just came back. When they saw so much honey, they decided not to take it.

"Tang'er, this is a valuable thing. Let Qinghong sell it to pay off the debt."

"Grandma Wu, pay the debt slowly, don't be in a hurry," Ye Nitang put the honey on the table in the room and took out two bamboo tubes, "He'er, come and see the ointment I made."

"No wonder I smelled a cool smell as soon as you came in." Yang He'er heard the ointment and took a tube in surprise, and smelled it.

"Sister Tang'er, did you really do this?"

"Yes, it's made from that wild mint," Ye Nitang said with a smile, "You try it."

"Ouch, it's so cold!" Mrs. Wu on the side had already tried it, "I thought you cut the mint in the morning just to eat it."

At this time, Yang Dashan and Huang came back with hoes and saw them holding bamboo tubes to smell.

Huang came over curiously, "What are you doing? What does this smell like? It smells so good."

Ye Nitang raised his head and greeted with a smile, "Uncle Yang and Aunt Huang are back."

The two nodded reluctantly and said nothing.

Mrs. Wu handed the bamboo tube to her daughter-in-law, "Tang'er cut wild honey from the mountains and brought a jar to Zhu'er. This is the ointment she made with mint. Smell it, it's so cool."

Send honey to their home?

Mrs. Huang looked in disbelief. Could she have gone to the wrong place?

There is no Yao Minzhi here.

Yang Dashan spoke indifferently, "Let her take it back. Zhu'er wants to eat honey. I'll go to the mountains to harvest it myself."

"Uncle Yang, to be honest, I sent you honey because I wanted to ask for something. I want to sell this balm."

Ye Nitang didn't say any more corrections.

Leave everything to time.