Du Mei is used to getting up early, no matter how late she sleeps at night, when she wakes up in the morning, it is the morning light and the phoenix is still asleep, because there is a fetus pressing her, the breathing is a little heavy, but it is quite stable, Du Mei tucked the quilt corners for her, and went out lightly.

In the kitchen, Du Mei picked up the urgent words and told the Xu family, she was not at home for a while, if they didn't know what to do, where to ask badly, it would definitely provoke Fengxian's tears again.

"I know, I'll pick up something light and soft to make for her these days." Xu said sympathetically.

"When I open the prescription, I will bring Sakurako to the town in a while, and buy some medicine in Yujitang and come back." Du Meifu writes prescriptions on the kitchen table.

"She's really sinned, it's so hard to conceive a child." Xu Shi shook her head, she stood at the table and looked down at Du Mei writing, and suddenly felt uncomfortable, her daughter didn't know what kind of fate would happen in the future.

A tear fell on the paper with a "click", and the ink was wet, Du Mei raised her head: "Mother, don't be sad, with me, Sister Fengxian will be fine." ”

Xu has always been a bodhisattva, Du Mei only thinks she is sympathetic to Fengxian, how can she know the worries and fears in her heart.

"Well, it's going to be fine, it's going to be okay." Xu hurriedly turned his back to wipe his tears and said in a disguised manner.

Du Mei's bed was loose and soft, she slept late last night, and the phoenix who had relaxed her mind had been falling asleep steadily. Mrs. Zhang and Xiaolian guarded outside the house, and everyone in the courtyard of the second room was light-footed, not wanting to disturb her sleep.

After breakfast, Du Ying went to Sheshan Town with the prescription, Du Mei and Du Tao carried a bench and a small pestle, a small table on the stone shoulder, and a money bag in their hands, and the three of them went to the threshing floor.

"Meizi, what are you doing here?" A woman carrying a basket to the river to wash clothes asked curiously.

"Auntie, the grain store has started to collect grain today, so I have to sell grain freely." Du Mei said with a smile.

"What's the method?" The man who was carrying a hoe on the side and was about to go to the ground stopped and asked.

"It's similar to the county government collecting taxes, the rice is graded first, the price of the first class is high, and the second class is second,......" Du Mei had to put down the bench and talk to him in detail.

"The county government is all rated by the county, everyone is convinced, who has the final say in your grain shop?" An old man asked with a cigarette holder in his mouth, a little disbelieving.

"That is, distant relatives are estranged, and it is inevitable to be eccentric." A woman with a bowl of rice nodded repeatedly.

“……”

"The grain shop is my own business, if it is shoddy, won't it be ruined for my own business? Besides, I'm inviting ......" Du Mei was surrounded by a chattering crowd, and she had to raise her voice to speak.

"What are you doing around her, and I don't know if the rice is good or not? If you want to sell, hurry home and get ready to go! Du Zhong rushed to rescue Du Mei, frowned and sent everyone away.

"Uncle Zhong, you're here." Du Mei wanted to move the stool, but Du Zhong had already grabbed it in his hand.

"Well, when I saw Du Tao, I realized that you were surrounded here." Du Zhong turned his head to look at the girl in front of him, she had grown taller, and her appearance was becoming more and more like her mother, beautiful and beautiful.

The two walked to the threshing floor, Niu Er and Hei Jiaolong were busy with their followers, unloading seven or eight big buckets and many empty sacks and other guys, and Niu Er took out the ledger pen and ink from a cloth bag and put it on the small table.

Guan Yuan from Yu Jitang came together, and he set up a small table and bench next to Du Mei's grain collection stall, which was brought directly from the medical hall.

When they were ready, the people of Dujiagou Township, who got the news, came one after another with their burdens and carts. They saw that Du Zhong had no objection to the rating, and in Dujiagou, if it came to planting crops, anyone would have to give him a thumbs up.

Du Jiasuo was the first to come with an open basket, Du Zhong grabbed a handful and pinched it in his hand, the rice was clean and dry, and he peeled a few grains, only to see that the rice husk was golden and thin, and the rice grains were white and full.

"Du Jiasuo is a first-class grain, nine Wen and one liter! If there are still medicinal herbs to sell, go to the back to find Yu Jitang's guys. Du Zhong put the rice in his hand back into the basket, clapped his hands, sang loudly, and did not forget to shout for Yu Jitang to buy medicinal materials.

The second egg and the dog in the back poured the rice into the big bucket and measured it, and then put it into the sack by eight catties and King Kong, carefully tied it, piled it aside, and the black dragon was responsible for counting, and finally reported to Du Mei.

Du Mei recorded in the account book: Du Jiasuo, first-class grain, nine wen and one liter, a total of 5 buckets, a total of 450 wen.

"Du Jiasuo, four hundred and fifty wen." Seeing that the handwriting was settled, Niu Er sang loudly, counted the corresponding copper coins from the hemp rope, and Du Mei watched from the side to prevent mistakes and omissions.

And so on, and the grain sales went smoothly. Because everyone sells grain together, the level is obvious to all, and the villagers have no objection to the grade of their own grain. The price given by Du Mei is fair, much higher than that of selling to Liang Ji in previous years, and it is a door-to-door purchase, which saves the time of getting up early and going out to hurry, so the big guys are enthusiastic and compete to sell grain.

The villagers sold their grain, holding the money in their hands, and they were all smiling. In a blink of an eye, there was another table next to Du Mei's table, and a handsome junior was sitting in the back, and the perennial seller of medicinal herbs recognized him at a glance as Guan Yuan on the cabinet of Yu Jitang.

"Uncle Du, your family's prunella grass hasn't been sold this year." Guan Yuan naturally recognized them, stood up and greeted them politely.

"Yu Jitang also went to the countryside to collect medicinal herbs?" The man asked, confused.

"Yes, in previous years, I bothered you to go to the town, but this year my senior sister collected grain, and I also followed to recognize the doors of each family." Guan Yuan said with a smile in his eyes.

"Senior sister? Dr. Zhong has accepted you as an apprentice?! The man asked, surprised.

Although Du Mei studied medicine with Zhong Yu, most of the time, their relationship was between uncle and niece, so Guan Yuan was Zhong Yu's apprentice in the real sense.

"Yes, Master thinks I'm not too stupid, so I'm willing to teach one or two." Guan Yuan mentioned Master, and his face was as comfortable and clean as the breeze of the moon.

"Doctor Zhong's apprentice." Hearing this, the villagers' eyes on him changed. Especially if there is a school-age girl in the family, I can't help but look at him more.

Guan Yuan has been a buddy in Yujitang for three years, Zhong Yu has never been harsh on food, and the chefs in the medical hall are more particular about food and drink than the ones next to him, so he is taller than the boys in the countryside, and he often has to do some work to carry and sort out medicinal materials, although his body is not strong, but it is not thin, he has been working on the cabinet for a long time, and he has never been exposed to the wind and sun, so his face is fair, and his clothes are stained with the fragrance of medicine all year round.

Guan Yuan, who is so dignified and has a promising future, smiled and whispered to people, and I don't know how many aunts I have lost my eyes for a while. "I still have a lot of dried dogwood fruits at home, can you collect them?" Aunt Zhang eagerly stepped forward and asked, her eldest girl will be fifteen years old in the next year, it would be great if she climbed into this family.

"I received it, and this year it is still five cents a pound." Where did Guan Yuan know the little Jiujiu in her heart, and when he saw her asking, he smiled and told the truth.

"Okay, I'll let my daughter come." Aunt Zhang was so excited by his laughter that she didn't care about the price at this time, and she was busy going back to find her daughter.

"Dajin's family, your rice is damp and can't be sold, so hurry up and dry it." Zhong Yu reached into the basket and touched it, frowned and said.

"Others can sell it, I can't sell it?" Zhou's waist shouted.

"You see, there is so much rice that has been harvested, and all of it has to go into the granary, and if it is mixed with the tide, it will cause mildew." Du Zhong patiently advised.

"Hmph, you were just a long-term worker in my family, and now you are pouring a dog's nose and sticking onions - pretending to be an elephant, and picking up Joe!" Seeing that he was not accommodating, Zhou opened his throat and scolded.

"If you don't sell, go away quickly, don't get in the way, if you sell, what he says is gold!" Du Mei put down his pen and walked over with a calm face.

"Cheap hoof, look at what you can! Except for you, there is no food confiscated from the other places? Zhou was choked by Du Mei, and immediately felt ashamed, and if he scolded someone, he would open his mouth and come. "Smack." A heavy slap slapped her in the face, "To die, you dare to scold!" Du Huaibing gritted his teeth and glared at her.

"I'm ......" Zhou covered his half-blushing face before he came to his senses, and only then did he patronize the quick tongue for a while, but he forgot that Du Mei was no longer what it used to be, and she was no longer a little girl who let her struggle.

"Get out of the way!" Niu Er rushed over angrily, kicked over her basket, and raised his fist to fight.

"Forget it, forget it, don't be like a woman." Du Huaibing grabbed Niu Er, and his hammer-sized fist went down, and he had to break her bones.

"Humph! For the sake of the patriarch's face, I won't worry about you for the time being, just your stinky mouth, no matter how good your family's food is, we won't accept it! Niu Er glared at her fiercely and walked away.

"It's really a job, my niece wants to be so capable, it's too late for me to be happy every day, how can she be like this?"

"This is the eldest aunt, not to mention helping her niece more, but thinking about Fa'er to pit her, which is also a strange talk."

"But no, what is Du Mei's identity now, and he still dares to bully, isn't this unpleasant to find himself?"

"The patriarch is just a small punishment and a big commandment, slap her, if it is for that cow, she must be disabled with a punch!"

The man waiting for the grain seller in the back muttered quietly and pointed at Zhou.

Seeing the anger of the public, Zhou did not dare to squeak, and bent down to help the overturned basket up.

"I told you to line up to sell grain, why did you get it spilled? It's getting more and more useless! Dajin picked up another load, and when he saw that the rice was scattered, he said angrily.

"Dakin, your rice is damp, so let's spread it out and dry it." Du Zhong glanced at the newly picked one, the color of the rice husk was dark, and it obviously contained water vapor.

"Huh?" Daikin intervened and went in, and it was really cold and difficult to enter, and there was no rustle of dry rice.

"It rained heavily a few days ago, and I'm afraid the north window of your house is leaking." Du Zhong has worked in Du Shicheng's house for more than 20 years, and he knows every brick and tile of his house better than anyone else.

"It's really careless, I'm going to dry it." Daikin bent down to pick up the burden.

"No matter how good your food is, we don't want it, we can sell it wherever we want to sell it!" Niu Er's anger did not subside, and he said coldly.

"What do you say, my own niece runs a grain shop, and I sell it elsewhere, what is this like!" Dajin was anxious that the rice could not be sold for a price due to moisture, and when he heard Niu Er's cool words, he was immediately angry!