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

Hearing this, Yuan Fu had a loving smile on his face.

"Okay, write down what medicinal materials you need and give them to me. I will ask Yuan Pu to deliver them to you in three days."

"Thank you sir, but the quality of the medicine is not good, so I can't make good medicine." Ye Nitang joked.

Yuan Fu glanced at her speechlessly, "That medicine comes from the Xumin Bureau of the Shen family. The quality is obvious to everyone in the world."

Xu Min Bureau!

Ye Nitang thought of the drug store where she bought herbal medicine in the county town last time.

The quality of the medicine is indeed good, and it comes from the Shen family's shop.

She bowed respectfully, "Since it is the medicine of the Shen family, I must be at ease. Thank you, Mr. Elder. Please be careful about the quality of Huoluo Oil. The medicine made by me, Ye Nitang, is definitely the best." The best in the world."

"Haha, you're such a talker!" Yuan Fu looked at Ye Nitang with a smile, "It's getting late. Your Excellency is still waiting for the firefly medicine, so I won't say more to you."

The Hu's courtyard has been rented. He came to order Huoluo oil and also invited Yang Dashan to go to town to make fire midge medicine.

"Okay, you sit down for a while and I'll write the prescription."

After Ye Nishang finished speaking, she went to Ye Qinghong's bedroom. Yuanfu looked at the two children who were silently packing cooling ointment and walked over.

"Langlang, Jingjie, how old are you this year?"

When he went back last time, he thought about it again and again, and realized that the two children looked like Shen Shizi when he was young.

This is really strange, Shen Shizi has been frail and sick since he was a child, and has almost never left home.

Could it be that the person who hurt Miss Ye was a member of the Shen family?

Ye Langlang looked up at him and smiled brightly, "Grandpa Yuan, my sister and I are three years and seven months old."

"You are already helping the house at the age of three. You are such a sensible child."

Yuan Fu looked at the two of them and liked them more and more. He sat next to them and helped them pack their bags together.

Ye Nitang wrote the prescription and went to Yang's house. He personally mixed two jars of bacterial culture for Yang Dashan and quietly told him,

"Uncle Yang, the weather is very hot now, and these strains can't stand the heat. After opening the urn, mix them into the wheat husks immediately. They have to be sold the next day. And you come back every night to get the new strains I mixed. , the ones you mixed can no longer be used as strains."

It's very hot now, and the strains she made don't last as long as the high-tech ones produced by later generations.

Furthermore, she added spiritual spring water, and the mycelium was developed, but it also reproduced quickly. After the spores were produced, the medicinal effect was lost.

If you don't add spiritual spring water, you won't be able to make white/Mesrhizium anisopliae at all.

"Okay, Uncle will remember it." Yang Dashan now firmly believes in Ye Nitang's words.

Ye Nitang said sternly: "As for the people who work, you pick a few real ones from the village, and pick two from the village chief's clan. They can't learn this craft."

The ten years of the apocalypse have allowed her to hone her skills and sharpen her edges.

She can raise her fist and beat up despicable and heinous scum.

He will also bend down to please seemingly useless nobody.

Self-esteem, aloofness, and arrogance based on one's talents are something only a rookie Xiaobai who has just left school can possess, an old person like her who has been in the world for many years.

I know very well what is the real way to survive.

Hearing this, Yang Dashan smiled and said, "Don't worry, your uncle and I have lived for half our lives, so I know what to do."

"Okay, if you have any questions, you can come back to me at any time."

After sending Yang Dashan and Yuan Fu away, the wheat husks in front of the Yang family and Ye family were sold out, and everything became quiet all of a sudden.

Three days later, Yuan Pu led a team of strong men and brought five large oxcarts of medicinal materials and five hundred kilograms of beeswax.

He handed Ye Nitang a list of papers with detailed prices and quantities of the items delivered.

"Miss Ye, the adults have told Miss Shen that if you need any other medicinal materials, just write them down and they will buy them for you. Don't worry, the medicine we sell you will be of high quality and low price."

He was really curious as to what kind of divine elixir book she had obtained.

For the same prescription, the medicine she makes is always thousands of times more effective than others.

"Thank you, Miss Shen, for me." Ye Nitang browsed through it. It was half cheaper than the medicine she bought at Xumin Bureau.

No wonder Ma Zheng wanted to get in touch with the Shen family.

"You can help me buy another thousand kilograms of beeswax. I don't have the money yet. When I deliver the goods, you can deduct it from the payment."

She had not planned to make cooling ointment anymore, but when she came back, she found that many salesmen and grocery stores in the county went to Luo's Pharmacy to wholesale the cooling ointment and sell it back.

Thinking about it, the consumer market for the lower class people is still quite large, so naturally she can't give it up.

"It's really hard to buy beeswax. I'll go back and talk to Miss Shen to find a way for you."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. Miss Shen brought your printing job back to the town government office. She said you have something to say to me. You can tell me, or you can go to the town government office to find her."

When Shen Tanya went to see Goudan, she saw Lin Changhe and Goudan Niang printing those pieces of paper. She felt that these tasks were too delicate and not suitable for men to do.

So she asked her maids to bring all the white paper, seals, albums, powder ink pads, and scissors to the county government office, and asked her maids to make them.

After hearing this, Ye Nitang couldn't help laughing, "This little girl is really enthusiastic."

So he gave Yuan Pu a few more details.

"I made a note. If you have something to do, just go to the town government office. Our master and Miss Shen are not here, but her maid is here, and my grandpa is also there. If you have something to do, just tell them. It's getting late. Say goodbye!"

"Thank you, walk slowly!"

After sending Yuan Pu away, Ye Nitang weighed out a certain amount of more than a dozen herbs used to make Huoluo oil and soaked them in a large earthenware vat.

Thinking that it was a medicine made for the soldiers who defended their home and country, she still added a lot of spiritual spring water to it to stimulate the medicinal effect.

It is now the end of May, and the wheat in the entire Leyuan County has been harvested.

The countryside has entered a short period of leisure.

Many people from other villages heard that the Ye family collected herbs and flowers, so they went into the mountains and forests to cut grass and pick flowers and send them to Huaishan Village.

The amount of flower dew has increased again.

Coupled with Yuan Fuding's one thousand kilograms of Huoluo oil, the two families were simply too busy.

Mrs. Huang called two nieces from her mother's family to help.

At the same time, Mrs. Wu's three granddaughters also came.

Ye Qinghong took over from Huang and went to the town to sell vegetables, collect beeswax, buy tea seeds and soybeans, go to the oil mill to press oil, and also ran errands for Ye Nitang.

Now that she has enough medicinal materials, Ye Nitang has made honey pills to regulate women's menstruation, foot patches for weight loss, belly button patches for laxatives, body odor ointment, and Chinese medicine whitening masks.

She has improved the prescriptions. Although there are similar ones in this world, the effects she makes are hundreds of times stronger.

"Whoosh!"

The first rain of early summer came, interrupting the two families’ work of steaming flower dew.

The stove and pot used to boil the ointment were all moved to the kitchen.

Mrs. Huang stirred the medicine pot and looked at the heavy rain outside the door, her face full of melancholy, "I used to look forward to it raining, but now, I'm afraid it will rain."

Others were sitting in the living room of Ye's family, surrounding the Eight Immortals table. After weighing the ointment, they put it into a small pottery jar, sealed it with oil paper stamped with the "Yang Ye" trademark, and tied it tightly with twine.

At the beginning, everyone was only doing business but not selling, and they were worried about investing so much money. If they couldn't sell it, Dafa would lose money.

Now, they were looking at the heavy rain, feeling anxious.

I'm afraid I won't be able to fulfill the mayor's order.