On the day, Shen Ya saw Shen's mother packing up her things in the yard, so she quietly hid back in the room, took the little family fire out of her bag, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, little guy." After saying that, he touched its head lovingly.

She thought that it was not good to always call it the little guy, since the little guy followed her, she should also give it a name, so she smiled and said, "Little guy, how about I give you a name?" ”

The little thing was holding a piece of rabbit meat that Shen Ya gave it, eating it happily, and hearing Shen Ya say that she wanted to name it, she hurriedly raised her head from the food, and shouted happily to express her agreement.

Shen Ya grinned happily when she saw that it agreed, but then she began to worry again, what is it called? Shen Ya thought as she touched its head. The little guy is furry, or it's called hairy, right? Or is it called plush? Or hairballs?

Shen Ya said several names in a row, but the little guy didn't seem to be happy, cocking his tail and looking disdainful.

Seeing that it looked like it was being dragged, Shen Ya hated itchy, so she held it in her arms, rubbed it vigorously, and the little guy who kneaded it screamed again and again, picked up her tail, rolled it into a ball, and gave her a pretending to be dead.

Shen Ya saw it pretending to be a ball motionless like this, it was really angry and funny, and she was about to drag it over, when suddenly a flash of inspiration, the little guy's hair was so white, and he liked to roll into a ball, why didn't he call it a snowball.

So, she tentatively asked, "What about the snowball?" ”

Sure enough, when the little guy heard this name, he was very happy, and he spread his tail and ran into Shen Ya's arms, licking her hand violently.

It seems that she likes it, and Shen Ya thought happily in her heart.

However, thinking of her empty bamboo basket, Shen Ya couldn't be happy again, she frowned, pulled out the snowball nested in her arms, and asked its eyes: "Xueqiu, tell me, what's the matter with the herbs in the bamboo basket, did you eat it?" ”

The snowball was originally in the master's arms, but it was suddenly taken out by the owner, a little depressed, and heard that the master was asking this question, so he squeaked twice, kicked his legs again, and motioned Shen Ya to put it down.

Seeing this, Shen Ya put it on the kang. Then, I saw that the snowball began to take it out of my arms again, and after digging for a long time, I finally took out all the herbs I had picked before.

Shen Ya's eyes widened and stared at the herbs that were almost half a person tall and piled on the kang, and fell into a stupor for a while.

What is this guy's bag made of, such a small pocket, it can hold so many things.

"You, what's in your bag?" Shen Ya was stunned for a long time before she asked with a stutter.

As a result, her kang was quickly filled with ginseng, Polygonum multiflori, and cordyceps. The ginseng, piled on the kang, like a pile of carrots, as soon as Shen Ya saw the ginseng, the corners of her mouth began to twitch, about half of it was more than a thousand years of ginseng, and she even saw a thousand years of blood ginseng, this is a priceless treasure, Shen Ya's careful liver trembled. There is also He Shou Wu and Cordyceps sinensis, which are all precious and rare herbs, how can they be in Xueqiu, just like ordinary grass, one take a handful.

Shen Ya's mouth couldn't be closed.

She thought that she might be a rich man now, because she had so many excellent herbs, and she could make a lot of money by selling any one of them.

Thinking of this, Shen Ya hurriedly asked Xueqiu to put everything away, so many treasures, if someone finds out, the two of them will be finished.

Snowball was obedient, and in the blink of an eye, she put everything away, leaving nothing behind.

Shen Ya had been stimulated enough throughout the day, and at this moment she was completely numb and not as surprised as before. She thought about it for a moment and felt that since Snowball had so many valuable herbs, she should use them where they were valuable.

However, the bag on Snowball's stomach made her curious, such a small bag can hold something dozens of times larger than it, which is also amazing.

She wondered, if this bag could contain herbs, then other things could also be contained, and if that was the case, then next time she was going to go far away, and she thought that the burden was too heavy, would she be able to let Snowball put it in the bag?

So, Shen Ya took a comb from the cabinet next to her, handed it to Xueqiu, and let it be packed in a bag. As a result, Snowball turned around, cocked his tail, and ignored her.

Can't a comb fit in a sweat? Shen Ya took back the comb and asked flatteringly, "Xueqiu, can your bag only contain herbs?" ”

Snowball nodded.

And sure enough... Shen Ya understood, this little guy was simply born for her, she happily picked up the snowball and kissed it a few times.

After Shen's mother returned to the house, Shen Ya officially introduced Xueqiu to Shen's mother, where had Shen's mother seen such a cute little animal, and she loved it very much.

For the next few days, Shen Ya stayed at home, treating people who came to seek medical advice. That day, she went out to collect medicine early in the morning, thinking that she would come back in an hour or two, but unexpectedly something like that happened, so that the three of them were trapped in the forest all day together.

The next day, after Shen Ya learned about the situation, she hurriedly went to the villager's house and used a small half of purple ginseng to finally save half of his life.

The villager's name is Liu Gui, he is an old man in the village, his wife died early, and he has been living with his son and daughter-in-law.

However, as the old saying goes: who would have expected to be sick?

After Shen Ya checked the old man's pulse, she immediately confirmed that Liu Lao's condition was very dangerous, plus he was old and his body was not as tough as before, so it was really not easy to come back from the ghost gate. Therefore, Shen Ya thought that it was necessary to hang the hundred-year-old purple ginseng to save her life. It's just that the matter of purple ginseng is related to snowballs, and she can't take it out casually, so she lied that there were just a few medicines at home that could save Grandpa Liu's illness, so she went home to get it.

The medicine was asked by Shen Ya to Xueqiu, and Xueqiu had all the medicine in his bag, and as long as Shen Ya said which medicine he needed, the little guy could take out the medicine cooperatively, and after a simple concoction, he divided the medicine into three large packages, each with three pieces of purple ginseng, which was very convenient.

This dose was adjusted by Shen Ya according to the medicinal properties and Liu Lao's body, so although ginseng is a hot and great tonic, not only will it not have side effects for the current Liu Lao, but it will be of great benefit to his body, and maybe it will also extend his life span by seven or eight more years. Isn't it said that ginseng is a thing that prolongs life?

The villagers of Lujia Village all knew that Shen Ya would go up the mountain every few days to collect medicine, although she had never seen any medicine sold, but the pills she made were indeed very effective, and many villagers were sick, and after taking the pills, they got better quickly. Therefore, when Liu Lao's son and daughter-in-law heard that Shen Ya said to go home to get medicine, they naturally did not suspect it, but were very happy, thinking that his father's illness was cured.

Shen Ya took the medicine over, fried it herself, and let Liu Lao's daughter-in-law serve and drink it. The old man had been in a coma for a day, and it was a little difficult to take the medicine, so with the help of Shen Ya and Liu's old son, he finally drank it. All that's left is to wait for him to wake up.

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