[Comprehensive martial arts] Take the house to cross

Ye Zijing bought the herbs she needed at the medicine store, and because it was brought by Uncle Wang, the pharmacy gave Ye Zijing a discount.

Although it cost a lot, the herbal medicines she picked were also sold at a good price, especially the Ganoderma lucidum, which the store gave a high price of 300 taels.

Ye Zijing bought some other things in the town, and when she returned to the village in a bullock cart, it can be said that she returned with a full load.

Back in the village, Ye Zijing returned the borrowed money from door to door, and gave gifts to express her gratitude. Those who can borrow money are not bad-hearted. When they learned that Ye Zijing had picked Ganoderma lucidum and sold it for money, they were all happy for her.

In the end, Ye Zijing returned the money from Aunt Wang's family. In addition to the borrowed money, Ye Zijing also gave Aunt Wang's family a bolt of bright red cloth.

Aunt Wang looked at the red cloth and touched the exquisite pattern on it, she couldn't say no if she refused: "Yezi, you, you are too expensive."

The money was returned, and the date of his son's marriage could be fixed. The red cloth was just right for her. She had never seen such a beautiful red cloth when she grew up.

Mrs. Wang's refusal was hard to say, but Uncle Wang said directly: "Take it back, we can't take your things! If it weren't for your grandfather, my life would have been gone long ago. This is what I should do. If you don't pay back the money, I won't say anything, how can I ask for your things again!"

Ye Zijing pushed the red cloth back again: "I have enough money in my hand, Uncle Wang, you also know that my ganoderma lucidum sold for a lot of money, and it won't cost much, besides, this is my wedding present for brother Zhuzi, A little thought, you just accept it."

After several refusals, Ye Zijing finally asked Uncle Wang's family to accept the fabric.

Ye Zijing returned home, moved the stool, emptied the table, put a large piece of white paper, and began to draw on it. Before, Ye Zijing took the opportunity to pay back the money and walked around the village for a long time. The situation is more or less intuitively understood.

The surrounding environment of the village is good, and the people in the village are very simple. She will live here in the future, so she has to plan well.

The village Ye Zijing lives in is called Xiaohe Village, with a total of about 300 people. The village has little land, and the grain grown throughout the year is barely enough to eat after paying taxes.

Most of the people in the village are still very poor. Unless they have crafts, otherwise, according to the memory of the original owner, several people in the village will die every winter.

The village is very close to the forest. There are hunters, but not many. Most of the villagers go to the forest to pick wild vegetables, and they are only on the periphery.

These days, there are still many dangerous animals in the forest, wild boars, tigers, bears, snakes and wolves, all of which can easily kill people.

She will settle down here in the future, and she hopes to make life better for the villagers. At least, when she eats meat in the future, she will not be sneaky for fear of being missed.

In thinking about these things, Ye Zijing has already drawn the topography of the entire village and its surroundings.

Ye Zijing stared at this picture and looked at it again and again, took a notebook to write and draw for a long time, didn't put down the pen until it was dark, took out food from the house with her, ate something casually, and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Ye Zijing went to the clan's home in the village.

"It's Ye Zi, what's the matter?"

Because of the wild boar that Amin and the others hunted, most people in the village gritted their teeth and bought pork from Amin at a low price these days. When they arrived at the clan's hometown, Ye Zijing smelled the familiar smell of meat. Early, the clan's hometown hasn't finished breakfast yet.

Ye Zijing smiled awkwardly. In the village, if she came to the door during meal time, she was indeed suspected of stealing a meal.

She handed the cakes she brought from the town yesterday to the clan elder's wife and said, "I have something to do with the clan elder, you guys eat first, I'll show Brother Dongzi's legs first.

The so-called Brother Dongzi was one of the other two who hunted with A Ming, and he was the grandson of the clan elder.

Dongzi's leg was broken when he hit a tree while hiding from wild boars, and it was broken very simply. The doctor in the town has already aligned the fractured position and fixed it with wooden sticks.

Ye Zijing briefly told Dongzi's daughter-in-law some precautions during the recovery period, and just after finishing speaking, the clan elder's grandson came over to call for someone.

Ye Zijing followed her little grandson to meet the clan elder, and told the clan elder what she thought of last night.

Xiaohe Village is a village made up of three surnames, Ye surname counts as one, and the clan elder is a respected elder elected by the Ye family. Together with the clan elders of the other two surnames, they are tacitly regarded as the representatives of the entire village and manage the entire Xiaohe Village. matter.

That's why Ye Zijing came to look for him today.

Ye Zijing wanted to artificially plant herbs in Xiaohe Village. It would be best for the whole village to participate in this matter and get rich together.

After she told her plan, the old patriarch pondered for a long time.

"Herbal medicines are born naturally. They are a little old, and they may not be ripe for a few years. Let's not talk about whether we can plant them well. If they are well planted, who do you sell to so many herbs? I’m afraid they won’t be able to get it from the pharmacy.” The clan elders were also confused, if Ye Zi’s idea could be realized, it would be good for their entire village, but there were still many problems that needed to be solved.

"Clan elder, we can start with the one-year-old medicinal materials, and gradually, and the medicinal materials I listed are the main medicinal materials for making wound medicines, so we don't have to worry about not being able to sell them. Even if the medicine shops in the town don't accept them, we It can also be sold to the Wudang sect, those who practice martial arts, there will always be someone with a bruise, at worst I will give them the prescription for the wound medicine."

When training Yang Guo back then, she used a lot of her medicines, and almost used up half of her stock. Ye Zijing had to make up a lot of medicines. Wudang disciples also practice martial arts every day. Presumably, the medicines must be very expensive. .

What's more, the biggest advantage of Xiaohe Village is its geographical location, next to it is the forest, and behind it is the Wudang faction.

The environment of the forest is suitable for the growth of medicinal materials.

The style of the Wudang faction is upright, and it is a good shelter. Now that there is chaos outside, the sphere of influence of Wudang Mountain is a rare and clean place.

The medicinal materials were sold to the Wudang faction, Xiaohe Village and Wudang had an interest link, and the safety of Xiaohe Village was also guaranteed.

What Ye Zijing can think of, the clan elders can only think of more than her.

"I need to discuss this matter with the other two clan elders. In addition, Ye girl, you must know that we can't give up the land we rely on for our survival just because of one of your ideas. , no matter whether we grow herbs or not, we can't leave them behind, after all, this is a living thing."

Ye Zijing nodded to show her understanding, and said to the clan elder, "You eat more salt than I do, so I'll just make a suggestion. I'll follow your instructions on how to do it."

After Ye Zijing finished speaking, she was about to leave. Before she could step out of the gate, the clan elder stopped Ye Zijing with a cane. The clan elder's voice was slow but powerful: "Herbal medicine, can it really grow?"

Facing the cloudy eyes of the clan elder, Ye Zijing nodded affirmatively.

"Okay, okay." The clan elder sighed a few words, put one hand behind his back, hunched over, and went back to the house on his own.

Ye Zijing paused, and then left.

She planned to go to the outskirts of the forest to look at the terrain first, and then select the land suitable for planting medicinal materials.

That afternoon, Ye Zijing was called to the house by the elders of the clan. When Ye Zijing went there to see, the elders of the other three surnames were also there.

A few people chatted in the house all afternoon, and when they went out in the evening, Ye Zijing took a deep breath. As expected, no one should be underestimated, especially those old people who are alive...

The clan elders almost thought of all the problems that Ye Zijing thought of, and the problems that Ye Zijing couldn't think of were solved one by one in the mutual discussions among the clan elders.

Ye Zijing now only needs to be responsible for technical issues, and leave the rest to the clan elders.

In order to live up to the expectations of the clan elders, after Ye Zijing returned home, she began to screen and summarize the plans for planting those medicinal materials and how to plant them.

A few mornings later, there was a knock on the gate of Ye Zijing's courtyard.

The heart of Ye Zijing's body is not very good, which is also the main reason why the original owner died when she fell off the cliff. Ye Zijing has been sleeping very late for the past few nights, and she felt a little uncomfortable when she woke up this morning. Pill, touching his head with some headaches, he felt that it would be better for him to rest for a few days.

Ye Zijing went to open the door.

"Song Qingshu?" She looked at the big one and one small one in front of her in surprise. She didn't know the big Taoist priest, but this little one was Song Qingshu. coming?

"Doctor Xiaoye, this is my father, Song Yuanqiao from the Wudang sect." Song Qingshu introduced to her with a smile.

Song Yuanqiao?The famous leader of the Seven Heroes?Isn't Song Qingshu the proper second generation of Wu?

Ye Zijing was stunned for a moment before realizing that the three of them were still standing at the door.

"Come in, come in, don't blame me if I miss you." Ye Zijing said politely, invited the two of them in and sat down, and poured tea.

"We came here uninvited, Doctor Xiaoye, you're welcome." Daxia Song gestured to Ye Zijing with tea.

After finishing the greetings, Song Qingshu told Ye Zijing about their purpose of coming here in a serious manner.

When Song Qingshu was talking, Song Yuanqiao remained silent, presumably tacitly acquiescing that his son was in charge of this matter, so Ye Zijing focused on Song Qingshu and listened carefully to his speech.

It turned out that they came here this time to buy the prescription for the wound medicine that Ye Zijing used for Song Qingshu last time. The prescription is very effective in stopping bleeding and healing the wound, and the most important thing is that the production cost is lower than that circulated on the market. much lower.

Although the Wudang sect is a great sect, the great sect also needs to eat. There are many Wudang disciples, and the consumption of medicinal materials is not a small amount. It is better to save some.

Ye Zijing thought it was something, she waved her hands and said generously: "You don't need to buy it, this recipe will be treated as my gift to you."

When she said this, Ye Zijing was very energetic, her eyebrows were raised slightly, and her face was full of spirits.

She was impatient with those complicated hairstyles, so she simply used a wooden hairpin to pin up all the strands of hair, which was much more refreshing and comfortable, with a little bit of broken hair leaking out in front, which happened to modify the shape of her face. Even though he is not very old, he looks more energetic in this way.

Ye Zijing's hairpin is simple in style, but very beautiful. A budding plum blossom is engraved on it.

Seeing Ye Zijing like this, Song Qingshu seemed to be taken aback for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he frowned to express his disapproval, and said in a crisp voice: "How can this be done?"

"Why can't this work? You should have read this recipe. You know how to make this medicine. You can make it yourself, but you still came here to buy this recipe. The Wudang faction is really upright. I admire it. "Accidentally, Ye Zijing performed a quack etiquette.

Ye Zijing didn't care, and Song Qingshu didn't take it seriously. The two teenagers were discussing in a serious manner, but the expression of the only adult opposite, Song Yuanqiao, changed slightly.

I thought it was just an ordinary woman with excellent medical skills, holding an ancestral prescription in her hand, but I didn't expect that she was from the world, with such medical skills and such a brilliant method of medicine, this person's grandfather must also be a hermit.

Unfortunately……

Song Yuanqiao sighed silently here, but he didn't expect that the topic of the other two people had gone to the sky.

When he came back to his senses, he found that his son was tugging on his sleeve to remind himself.

Song Yuanqiao silently asked his son what happened with his eyes.

Song Qingshu replied: "Doctor Xiaoye wants to take us to talk about some things with our Shang clan's hometown, please come with Daddy."

Song Qingshu followed Ye Zijing's footsteps with his father.

While walking on the road, Song Qingshu whispered to Song Yuanqiao what happened just now.

As mentioned before, Ye Zijing was determined to give the prescription to them, and she was very firm. Seeing that Song Qingshu didn't want to take advantage of it, she came up with another prescription for treating iron damage.

Ye Zijing's eloquence was very good. After hearing about the ingredients and effects of this medicinal powder, Song Qingshu decided to buy it.

Ye Zijing said that the price is a trivial matter, and the only request is that the Wudang faction can buy the medicinal materials from Xiaohe Village.

Because Ye Zijing didn't know much about the specifics, I hope they can discuss this issue with the elders of Xiaohe Village.

Song Qingshu agreed, that's why he dragged his father and prepared to transfer to the clan's old home.

Song Yuanqiao whispered in his son's ear, "Is the effect of this medicine really that good?"

Song Qingshu held a small medicine bottle, turned his head, looked at his father with a slight smile, and said, "Doctor Xiao Ye gave me a bottle. Don't you have a backache recently? Do you need your son to try it for you first?"

Seeing his son's familiar smile, Song Yuanqiao silently trembled in his heart, and quickly said: "No need, you just decide."

After speaking, he quickly walked in front of the two of them.

"How did your father walk so fast?" Ye Zijing asked suspiciously.

Song Qingshu tilted his head, his confused look was a little cute: "I don't know either."

"Is there something wrong with Daxia Song? Should we stop him then?"

"Why did you call him?" Song Qingshu looked at Ye Zijing beside him, his eyes were flickering and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"But..." Ye Zijing hesitated slightly.

"What's wrong?" Song Qingshu asked.

"That direction is not going to the clan's hometown!"

Although walking in front, Song Daxia silently paid attention to the two little kids behind: "..."