Early the next morning, she put the dug baiji in the back basket, stopped the ox cart at the entrance of the village, and followed her into the city.

These days, she always takes the car, and she is also familiar with the car boss, if others bully her, the old man can still help her say a few words, Qingyun is very grateful to him, and sometimes he will bring him a pot of wine to get closer.

"Girl, what's in your basket?"

Song Qingyun just wanted to test if anyone knew Bai Qian, so he pulled out one and handed it to the old man.

"Uncle Li, I want to go to the city to sell this."

Li Laohan looked at it and laughed, "Girl, what is this?" ”

"Haven't you seen it?" Qingyun asked curiously.

"I've lived to be over sixty years old, and I've never seen this, where did you dig it up? Can this thing be eaten? Don't spoil people. ”

Qingyun was a little disappointed, the old man dealt with people all day long, and he was considered well-informed, he didn't know it, and it was possible that the pharmacy in the city didn't use it.

Since she came here to try her luck, she racked her brains to come up with the medicinal value of Baiji, found a place where no one was there and muttered first, felt that it was almost over, and walked into the largest pharmacy with her head held high.

"Is the shopkeeper there?" Qingyun deliberately found a young man who looked good at talking and asked.

"What's the matter with you?"

"I'm going to sell medicinal herbs."

The young man looked at the basket behind her, nodded, and said, "Follow me." ”

She was taken to the courtyard behind the pharmacy, and the young man ran to a middle-aged man fifty miles away, muttered a few words, and the shopkeeper came with him.

"What herbs does the girl want to sell?"

Qingyun hurriedly lifted the cloth on the back basket, "Bai Qi." ”

The shopkeeper was confused, and in surprise picked up a rhizome shaped like a chicken's head and asked, "This is a medicinal herb?"

"Yes, Baiqi can astringent and stop bleeding, reduce swelling and build muscles, and can also treat cough."

Originally, she thought of a lot of words and changed her mind temporarily, it seems that there are too few people who know this flavor of medicinal materials, and she is afraid of the disgust of the shopkeeper if she says too much.

Sure enough, he stared at Qingyun suspiciously, and asked coldly, "How do you know this?" ”

"I've read the Book of Grass, and that's how it is written."

"The Book of Grass"? The shopkeeper had never heard of it at all.

He didn't dare to use the unfamiliar medicinal herbs at all, so he waved his hand and said to Qingyun, "I'm sorry, you go to someone else's house and ask, we can't accept it." ”

Qingyun was in a hurry, didn't this make her break her mind? The biggest pharmacy in the city didn't dare to accept it, let alone other small shops, but unfortunately it was useless for her to wear out her mouth, and she was rudely kicked out.

Baiji is not a precious medicinal material, why doesn't anyone know it?

Song Qingyun really didn't understand how to treat and save people here, she went to the second house hard, and was kicked out in less than five minutes, the third and fourth houses were the same, she was so angry that she almost went crazy on the street.

Walking dejectedly towards the city gate, passing by a medical hall, the heart-rending cries of children could be heard.

As the crowd squeezed through, he found a six- or seven-year-old child lying on the ground in the middle of the hall, and a woman with swollen eyes from crying was sitting next to her, begging the doctor on the other side to save her child quickly.

"Oh, it's evil, I heard that I knocked over the hot oil pot, and I'm afraid such a young child can't be saved." An aunt beside her said worriedly.

"But it's not, Lang Zhong said that there is no way, poor Wang's second sister-in-law just died of her husband, and now she can't even save the child's life."

Qingyun stretched his neck to look in, a large red blister on the child's legs, and his crying became weaker and weaker, and he saw that he was going to die.

"Get out of the way, doctor, I have medicine here that can cure burns, you hurry up and have someone mash this thing and apply it to him, otherwise it will be too late."

Song Qingyun had a firm expression on her face, but she was retreating in her heart, she didn't know if she could sell successfully this time.

That Lang Zhong looked carefully at the Bai Qi she handed over, and he was really confused.

In a hurry, Qingyun picked up the medicine pestle on the ground, crushed the baiji in a few clicks, and gently placed it on the child's thigh.

"Look, the kid is no longer struggling." Someone in the crowd shouted in surprise.

Qingyun wiped the sweat from his forehead and stared at the little boy with his eyes closed, his heart pounding.

"Hey, you might be doing that." After Lang Zhong probed the child's pulse, his expression was surprised.

"Doctor, is my son still saved?" The woman also noticed the strange thing and asked worriedly.

"Hmm, I'll prescribe a prescription, you can grab the medicine first, and depending on his current situation, he may be able to save it."

Song Qingyun took a long breath, and with Lang Zhong's happy expression, Bai Qi would definitely be able to sell it.

After arranging the child, Lang Zhong talked to Qingyun alone for a long time, and finally bought Baiqi at a price of eighty wen a catty, and asked Qingyun to provide it only for his family.

"Boss, I also have a request, don't tell anyone about the medicinal effect of Baiji, and don't mention to others that I am supplying medicine, to tell you the truth, there are not many things, and I can only provide you with a hundred or ten catties this year."

Lang Zhong nodded and said okay, he wouldn't talk to people about it, even if Qingyun didn't mention it, he wanted to write it in the agreement.

A basket of white qi exchanged for two taels of silver, although it was not much, but it was better than nothing, and she came to the gate of the city to wait for the ox cart.

After returning to the village, he secretly went to the back mountain, and originally wanted to dig up the remaining baiji, but unfortunately his strength was exhausted, and he only carried three baskets of black in the sky.

It took three days to finally dig up all the baiji, and at the same time transplant some of the big stems into the ground she had opened herself, and after cleaning and drying, she went to the city twice, sold all the baiji, and got about sixty taels of silver.

Some people in the village noticed her strangeness, and they also went to the mountains to dig Baiji, they thought they could eat like sweet potatoes, and after cooking and tasting it, their bitter mouths were numb, and they scolded her behind their backs.

A month passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, all the leaves were gone, and the weather was getting colder.

The original crumbling mud house, after her efforts finally took on the appearance, when the wind blows, hide in the house and do not feel cold, make a brazier and put it in the middle of the ground, when you are hungry, you can also bake a sweet potato, the room is full of aroma.

After selling the baiji, she lost her livelihood, and went around the nearby mountains, without the previous luck to find a way to make money.

On this day, Qingyun passed through the village, and wanted to try to see if he could catch some fish and keep them for the winter.

There were many people under the ancient trees in the middle of the village, and she was just about to walk around when she heard someone in the crowd shouting, "Look, Changchun is back." ”

Liu Changchun, her ex-husband? After crossing over, Qingyun had no impression of him, so he looked at the carriage that was getting closer and closer in the distance, just like everyone else.

After four years of being a soldier, Liu Changchun has long since changed from a young boy in a mountain village to a slippery soldier. His promotion road is full of shit luck, it is said that he saved the life of the official when he surrounded and suppressed the bandits, and later fell in love with the official lady and became a son-in-law.

In front of his head was a tall horse, and the person riding on it had two mustaches, his eyes were above the top, and he turned a deaf ear to the instructions of the villagers, as if he had returned to his hometown.

After seeing the other party's obscene appearance clearly, Song Qingyun was glad that he had divorced himself, and it was better to die than to live with someone who looked like a weasel.

She turned around to leave, but the hem of her skirt was stepped on, and when she looked back, she saw that it was a fat sister-in-law who was smiling and not smiling.

"Qingyun, if you don't become the wife of Shangguan, are you uncomfortable?"