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The old doctor saw Yunling's embarrassment.

He explained somewhat dryly: "It's not that our store is asking for high prices, but that there have been cases of selling inferior medicines in Switzerland in recent days. The major medicinal material dealers are now cautious in doing things and have privately controlled the shipment volume. If the volume becomes smaller, then It’s scarce, so the price will be much higher when I wait to purchase it…”

He does not mean that.

The old doctor's explanation was like a knife piercing the hearts of the Tang family, causing all the blood and energy in his body to surge to his face.

Old Mrs. Tang was gradually waking up, but when he heard this sentence, he couldn't help but close his eyes.

Wu turned around and hid her face, feeling ashamed.

Yunling saw it clearly and couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

The couple knew they had done nothing wrong, yet they had to endure one after another embarrassment for what their son had done.

Children are really debts.

If you were unlucky enough to have a child like Tang Yuanzhi, you would have been working hard for nothing for decades.

Mrs. Tang quickly opened his eyes, struggled to get up and said, "I'm fine. I think I'm a little tired from traveling these past few days. There's no need to take medicine. Let's just pay the consultation fee and leave. There's no need to buy medicine. "

"Master." Wu was worried.

Yunling said, "Doctor, let's buy five sets of medicine first."

She would never make fun of the old man's body.

Mr. Tang was still struggling, but everyone in the Tang family stopped him.

Yunling asked the waiter at the medicine shop to help him boil the first batch of medicine, and watched the old man drink it before they set off again.

Because of all the back and forth, it was getting dark now. Yunling decided not to travel at night. After bargaining with the waiter at an inn, she bought a parking space for the carriage and mule cart with twenty coins. The family crowded together. Slept in the car one night.

In the morning, he even went to the inn kitchen and shamelessly asked for some hot water to fill the kettle, causing the waiter to roll his eyes and yell: "Rich people are just picky. They have two cars and they can't bear to spend money to stay in a guest room." , even boiled water has to be used."

Yunling ignored the waiter's sarcasm.

Through yesterday, she had a deep understanding of the hardship of having no money. Now she just wanted to save a little bit. At least until she earned money, she had to ensure that her family would not go hungry.

In addition to not having enough money, Mrs. Tang and Tang Yuanzhi also haven't received the money for subsequent medicines.

After buying a bag of steamed buns on the road, the Tang family finally walked out of Fujin Town again.

Mrs. Tang was ill, so Lao Qi drove the carriage. As a result, there was no one on the handlebars of the mule cart. Mrs. Cao couldn't bear the thought of her daughter driving the cart in public, so she took the whip.

Fortunately, she finally got the hang of it, and although she was a little slow, she was finally able to move forward.

In order to cooperate with her, Lao Qi also drove the carriage very slowly. The speed was less bumpy, but the people in the carriage who were busy working as female celebrities were less likely to be pricked by needles.

Yunling felt very distressed when she saw that Shen's grandfather and grandson were so busy doing needlework that they didn't even raise their heads, while Wu was also embroidering with his eyes wide open.

Alas, she was the one who spoke eloquent words, but she was the first to earn a living on this carriage.

I was bored and waiting, looking at the scenery outside the carriage, thinking about how to make money, until I saw a row of green shrubs under the hill, an idea flashed in my mind, and I immediately had an idea.

"Lao Qi, stop for a moment."

Everyone in the Tang family allowed Yunling to direct Lao Qi to chop down a large bundle of Tongtuo wood.

Tongtuomu, also known as Tongtuomu, is a medicinal material.

Mr. Tang thought that Yunling was thinking of making medicinal materials to sell, so he didn't stop her from tossing them. Although the medicinal herbs were not valuable, and he didn't know if such a large bundle could be exchanged for two cents, he still didn't stop her.

My granddaughter has a heart, and that's enough.

The Wu family already doted on Yunling, and they were so relieved to see such a happy Yunling. They only encouraged her even more, and they didn't think she was messing around.

So half a day later, a lifelike "white chrysanthemum" quietly bloomed in Yunling's palm.

Everyone in the Tang family was a little dumbfounded.

It's just a piece of medicinal material, how can it be transformed into such a fake flower?

Yunling was not polite, and directed Lao Qi to cut a small piece of wood for her, and then whittled a simple and crude wooden hairpin based on feeling.

She fixed the white "chrysanthemum" on the wooden hairpin, and a flower hairpin was born.

"Aling, this is so beautiful." Shen Qingdai was the first to praise.

"Yeah, I didn't see it for a while, but there was a chrysanthemum in the car. I thought it was Ling'er who went outside to pick it. But in the blink of an eye, I thought, it's only the end of June, and it's still early in September, isn't it? Qiu chrysanthemums are in bloom." Shen Qixiang couldn't help but praise.

Yunling was also very satisfied with the white chrysanthemum in her hand.

This kind of thing that can be called intangible cultural heritage in modern times has its own exquisiteness, but...

She sighed, "It would be great if there was paint. Paint it in other colors to sell it."

As long as someone in the family hadn't died, I probably wouldn't have bought white chrysanthemums to wear on my head.

Mr. Tang smiled slightly and said, "What's so difficult about this?"

Under the guidance of Mr. Tang, he quickly found several plants that could be used for dyeing. In a short time, a pink and purple chrysanthemum hairpin was ready.

The family didn't take the initiative to ask, but Yunling couldn't help but explain: "This is a method I saw in the book. Use the core of the wood to make petals, combine them and knead them into different shapes, and then paint them with colors. The fake ones look like the real ones, and they can last for many years without fading.”

As a single young woman, Yunling has endless time to waste in modern times and can learn about various things through various channels. The emergence of online shopping allows her to try all kinds of things that interest her.

In addition to promising the stubborn old man not to touch medicine, she has tried other interesting and time-killing things such as handicrafts, meals, calligraphy, and carpentry.

And he has done a good job. He can be regarded as a blogger who has dabbled in a variety of miscellaneous subjects and has some small achievements.

And whether it is in the memory of the original person or in her secret observation after arriving, most of these interests and hobbies are not found in this world.

These can be relied upon for her to settle down in this era.

The flower hairpin was her first step.

Wu caressed Yunling's little face lovingly, "Our little Ling'er is really a good girl. Even though she just read books quietly in the past, she has an excellent memory and is also very clever with her hands. I can earn money for my family."

Although she didn't know whether the flower could be sold or how much money it would cost, it didn't stop Wu from praising her granddaughter.

As she praised him, she couldn't help but think of Yunling's father again.

Her second child was also so smart back then. Whenever he saw something novel in a book, he could make it and offer it as a treasure.

Where did this unfilial son go? After all these years, you don’t think about going home at all?

I don’t know that she is a mother...

Others were studying making hairpins and did not see the loneliness on Wu's face.

Mrs. Tang held her hand and gently patted the back of her hand.