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

Ye Nitang said goodbye to them, carried the basket, and arrived at the entrance of the market, where he found an open space and squatted down.

She took out an old piece of linen cloth from the basket, spread it on the ground, poured the ointment directly on it, raised her big mouth, and started to sell.

"Take a look, take a look, Yang Ye Brand Cooling Ointment, thirty cents a piece, specially designed to treat mosquito bites, refreshing in the hot weather!"

"Yangye Brand Hanbi Ointment is mainly used to treat old cold legs, periarthritis of the shoulder, rheumatic arthralgia, and numbness of the limbs. Just apply it once and it will be effective!"

The originally bustling street fell silent for a few moments because of her roar.

Several curious gangsters started teasing her when they saw it was her.

"Hey, Ye Hanzi, what are you selling?"

"Your fiancé is getting engaged to Miss Cui on the eighth day of May. Why don't you go and take a look?"

Ye Nitang stared at their laughing faces and asked quietly, "Do you know why the flowers are so red?"

"Why?" Several gangsters asked with their heads raised.

"Everyone buy a piece of cooling ointment and I'll tell you."

"Hey, do you think we are stupid? This cooling ointment of yours is probably not made of mud!"

"Maybe it was pinched by Yao Minzhi's shit, haha."

A few bastards were joking unabashedly.

Ye Nitang knew that the original owner had done too many ridiculous things for Yao Minzhi.

But now she is the owner of this body.

She doesn't care about the toothless doll, but adults have to pay the price for their words and deeds.

She took off the bamboo tube from her waist, drank several large gulps of spiritual spring water, made a fist with her five fingers, and punched several gangsters in the face.

Before the gangsters could react, they were knocked down by her and stacked on top of each other.

Ye Nitang stepped on their backs with his big fat legs, "Remember this for my aunt, if you dare to say bad things about me again or call me a fool, a black pig, a fool, I will beat you to death."

"Yes, yes, we don't dare anymore."

"Auntie, we were wrong. We will never call you a fool again."

Several gangsters begged for mercy.

"It's easy to let you go. Each of you can buy a piece of my cooling ointment and take it home to smear mosquito pimples on you."

Jiang Yan, who followed Yuan Pu to buy cucumbers from a distance, happened to see her beating someone.

What she did just now was very methodical. Could it be that she has practiced martial arts?

"Tsk, tsk, sir, that Ye Hanzi is quite interesting, buying and selling by force."

Yuan Pu looked at Ye Nitang with eyes shining.

The day before yesterday, he went back and asked about Ye Nitang, but he couldn't explain it all.

Everyone in town knew her and despised her.

Being able to make everyone hate you is also a skill.

Jiang Yan stared at him indifferently, "Be careful with your words. Don't imitate those people in the market who are uneducated."

Yuan Pu said sarcastically: "Yes, yes, I was wrong, it's Miss Ye."

When Jiang Yan walked up to Ye Nitang, the gangsters had already left with the balm they were forced to buy.

He took out a banknote of one or two denominations and said, "Miss Ye, give me ten yuan of cooling ointment."

"Hey, Mayor Jiang," Ye Nitang took the banknote, "I don't have any change. I can't find these two banknotes. My cooling ointment is thirty cents a piece, so I'll get you forty. , you can make up for me another two hundred cents."

Speaking of the country's money, Ye Nitang admires the country's managers.

The money circulating in the market consists of copper coins and silver notes. Real silver is rare. As for gold, the original owner has never seen anyone pay with gold in his whole life.

The smallest denomination of a bank note is one tael, and the largest is one hundred thousand taels.

The exchange rate is that one tael of silver notes can be exchanged for one thousand copper coins.

One tael of gold tickets can be exchanged for 10 taels of silver tickets.

If you want to spend a round amount of money, such as one, two, two, three, etc., use silver notes, and use copper coins for odd amounts.

If the transaction is more than ten taels, it is basically a banknote.

If people have extra money in their hands, they can deposit it into banks.

The manufacture of all coins and the management of banks were in the hands of the imperial court.

It's quite inflationary.

After hearing her words, Jiang Yan burst into tears for a moment. Why does he need so much cooling ointment?

Yuan Pu looked at Ye Qinghong, who was selling vegetables in the distance, and then at Ye Nitang.

He said angrily: "Miss Ye, this is balsam, not hibiscus cake. Your brother is over there. You don't have any change, does he not have any either?"

"Yes, he didn't either," Ye Nitang pursed her lips and smiled, picking up the Hanbi ointment and passing it over to sell, "This is my family's ancestral secret recipe. It can treat cold legs, sore waist and knees, frozen shoulders, and numbness in the limbs. Wherever you feel uncomfortable, apply it and keep the medicine until the disease is cured."

Yuan Pu laughed out loud, "Hahaha, even the imperial doctors in the capital would not dare to praise Haikou like that."

Jiang Yan also had a dark streak. He originally listened to her story and thought she was pitiful, so he took special care of her.

I didn’t expect it to be a big scam.

"Girl, is what you just said true?"

At this time, an old man in tattered clothes, carrying a cane and a hunchback walked up to them shakily and asked.

Looking at his swollen and deformed knees, we knew that he had serious rheumatic bone disease.

Yuan Pu also noticed his illness and hurriedly advised him: "Old man, don't listen to her nonsense, she doesn't know how to treat illnesses."

Jiang Yan, who did not stop him from making trouble, picked up a pack of cooling ointment.

After opening it, a cool aroma entered his nose, and he was slightly surprised.

Just smelling it can make you feel refreshed, and it doesn't seem to be a boast.

"Hey, my leg has taken a lot of medicine, but it's not getting better. I don't expect it to be cured. If it can alleviate the pain a little, I can die in peace."

As the old man spoke, he shed a line of tears.

No one understands how uncomfortable people like them who suffer from cold syndrome feel.

Ye Nitang glanced at Yuan Pu coldly and put his one tael of banknotes into the purse on his waist.

"You can count forty cooling ointments yourself, and don't forget to pay me two hundred coins!"

After saying this, she opened a pack of Hanbi ointment, rolled up the old man's trouser legs, smeared the black ointment around his knees, and rubbed it with her own hands.

"Old man, my Hanbi ointment costs one hundred yuan. If you use ten yuan, it will definitely cure the disease.

Before use, you first apply a hot towel to your legs. After applying the medicine, rub it as I did, then wrap it tightly with a clean cloth, and change the medicine every twelve hours. "

She spoke kindly and explained clearly how to use the medicine.

When the old man was young, he was a good plower and harrower. He often soaked in the paddy field. After a long time, he became numb.

When he gets old, his legs will be as heavy as those thousand-year-old ice cubes.

Ye Nitang rubbed it vigorously, making him feel as if his legs were basking in the sun in winter, and his whole body was warm.

The long-lost feeling of comfort made him burst into tears.

"Daughter, my legs don't hurt so much anymore. This is effective."

"Then you should buy one piece first, which is only a hundred cents." Ye Nitang smiled and stretched out his hand, "If you want to be completely healed, come to me and buy nine more yuan, and use it in a row. From now on, you will always be completely healed." Get rid of old cold legs.”

"Okay, okay, I'll give you the money." The old man's withered hands went to his waist, "You give me five yuan first."

As luck would have it, the eldest daughter came yesterday and gave him five hundred coins and asked him to come to town to see his legs.

This is where good medicine comes in.