After rebirth, I went from a peasant girl to the richest man

The first batch of wooden boxes were carved from a century-old peach wood in the space. A total of forty or fifty boxes of various sizes were made.

Bai Qingyun selected the more exquisite palm-sized wooden boxes. Each box was decorated with special golden satin, and a Lingquan pill was placed in the middle.

There are many people in the family, and she cannot take care of everything. Although their bodies are nourished by the spiritual spring water, basic headaches and fevers are far away from their family.

But emergencies are inevitable, especially since Mr. Bai often goes up the mountain. If those ignorant poisonous snakes in the wild bite Mr. Bai, his life will be in danger if he is not treated in time.

So Bai Qingyun equipped each family member with one pill in a portable small wooden box, and specifically asked them to carry it with them.

One grain is just right, neither more nor less.

After all, the absorption capacity of the human body is limited. Even for this one pill, they have to be repeatedly told not to consume it directly, but to dilute it with at least one kilogram of water before taking it.

Even so, I still encountered serious injuries.

If the injury is minor, more water should be used for dilution. Otherwise, there is a risk of explosion at any time.

Even so, it was only after Bai Qingyun made improvements and lowered the concentration of the concentrated spiritual spring water that he felt comfortable giving it to his family to use.

It's not impossible to go lower, but I'm also afraid that if the injury is really serious, one pill won't be enough, and I don't know how many pills I'll need to feel at ease.

This concentration is just right. Although it is strong, you can dilute it with water according to your situation, which is the most convenient.

"This?" Jiang's father opened the wooden box in front of him with some doubt. The aroma of medicine contained in it suddenly hit his nose, the aroma was rich and overbearing.

"How can this be possible?" Jiang's father frowned nervously and quickly closed the wooden box and put it back into Bai's mother's hand.

However, when returning the wooden box to Bai's mother, Jiang's father was still slightly stunned. He clearly felt a thin layer of calluses on the joints of his middle fingers.

Unlike the calluses he had from years of holding a pen, the palms of Bai's mother's hands were filled with marks left by the heavy burden of life.

His daughter should have lived a luxurious life surrounded by servants.

What shocked him even more was that she had managed to live this kind of life for more than ten years.

If you count it up, it's no less than the time I lived in Kyoto.

Compared to learning about the hardships of Bai's mother's past life from other people's mouths, the impact on the heart was far less than direct contact.

When Jiang's father spoke again, his voice was hoarse and even had a hint of crying.

"This kind of elixir is very precious at first glance. The Ganoderma lucidum in it has a strong medicinal fragrance. It would take at least a hundred years to refine such a fragrance, not to mention the rare medicinal materials such as ginseng."

"This pill is not easy to make. This small pill can still retain the original medicinal fragrance of the medicinal material. I think the medicinal effect is not low. The person who made this pill must be a senior herbal farmer or a famous doctor. Even the imperial doctors of the Jiang family in the palace may find it difficult to make such a pure pill without impurities."

He then pulled Bai's mother aside and whispered, "You don't know, the current emperor is seriously ill and needs to find a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum for medicine. The palace has no shortage of hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, but it lacks thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum."

"It was only this that the Jiang family's Jishidiang finally found a plant in the mountains, which saved your majesty's life."

"Although your pill does not contain the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum as its medicinal material, its medicinal effect is no less than that of a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum. The preciousness of this thing is far more valuable than you can imagine."

When Father Jiang spoke of being cautious, he didn't mean that they had to avoid Father Bai and Bai Qingyun.

This was because the servants in this house came to serve tea and water from time to time. Although it was almost dinner time, the servants did not come again according to the housekeeper's instructions, but they were still afraid that someone would come in suddenly.

When discussing royal affairs, one should always be cautious.

His voice was very soft, and the sound of his faint breathing could be heard almost next to Bai's mother's ear.

But Bai Qingyun still relied on her extraordinary hearing to hear everything.

I didn't expect that the Jiang family of Jishidiang, who is in charge of three prefectures, has a deep understanding of these pharmacologies.

Just by smelling and looking at it, you can know what medicinal ingredients are in it, and even guess the year of the representative medicinal ingredients.

However, the medicinal herbs he mentioned were not complete, and his knowledge of them was not very in-depth.

Come to think of it, if a scholar who knows nothing about anything, let alone the Jishiditang in the three prefectures, just the ones under Jiangzhou, if he has the intention to fool people, he will only be at the mercy of others.

However, Jiang's father's caution was not without reason. Jiang's father had just finished speaking and had not yet forced Bai's mother to put the wooden box into her sleeve when he heard the housekeeper come to report.

"Master, it's time for lunch. Where do you think lunch will be served?"

He stood up slightly, glanced at Bai's mother with a smile, and suggested to Jiang's father: "It's warm in the young lady's yard now, and the lady is taking a nap in the yard. What do you think?"

The meaning was self-evident, and Bai Qingyun even felt like the abacus beads were shattering all over his face.

But compared to her initial refusal, Bai's mother felt a little helpless. She still wanted to keep the pills. It would be good to try to cure her mother's illness. If it was possible to cure it, there would be someone at home who would understand her and help share the burden when she went to school in the future.

However, the housekeeper was still in the hall waiting for Jiang's father's arrangements, so she couldn't take it out and look at it, otherwise she would inevitably refuse again.

The housekeeper was still smiling, as if he knew that Bai's mother had just expressed the intention to leave, so he spoke in a considerate manner.

"Young lady, you came here so early in the morning, so you must be tired. It's okay for adults, but young lady is still young, so it's time for her to eat some good food to grow and replenish nutrition."

"Knowing that the young lady was coming, I, an old man, took the initiative to ask the kitchen to buy fresh milk when they went shopping, and made delicious desserts with a rich milky aroma. It's just the right time to eat it."

"And..." He glanced at Bai's mother again, his eyes full of nostalgia, and continued, "And there are also pigeon soup, grilled fish and fish soup that the young lady likes to eat."

"The fish was just caught from the river this morning. It's delicious and fragrant. The pigeons were also just hunted by farmers nearby. Miss, please try some and see if your cooking skills have improved..."

His loving tone was full of longing for Bai's mother. At this moment, he didn't seem like a servant of the Jiang family, but an elder whom Bai's mother hadn't seen for a long time.

The subtle reminders in those words are probably something that many mothers would find difficult to give to their children.

Bai's mother listened attentively and tears welled up in her eyes unconsciously.

Nourished by the spiritual spring water, the eyes that were once full of traces of time now appear bright and lively.

But at this moment, those eyes were full of tears as he looked at the old man standing in front of him, and he called softly, "Uncle Fu."