Chapter 212: Taxes Collected
With a thought, Gu Yuqiao took out gloves from the medicine box in the space and carefully picked the flowers.
After picking a dozen of them, she went to pick the young silver leaves.
When she was done, she stepped into the space and pulled out the football-shaped machine again.
This time, the sphere automatically disassembled and assembled into a simple medicine refinery.
She put the freshly picked haze flower silver silk leaves into the machine, and operated on the pop-up light curtain, and the machine automatically began to refine the active ingredient in the leaves, the antidote to the haze flower mist.
While waiting, she took out the Gu family medical book from the medicine box, and carefully recorded all the records about the haze flower in her mind.
"Di-" The refinery sounded a beautiful chime.
She filled the potion liquid, took out the flowers, and put them into the medicine refinery as well.
It didn't take long for the anesthetic to be prepared.
As soon as she filled the medicine, she heard Xiao Niyin's happy voice, "Congratulations, young lady, your authority has been upgraded again!" β
Upgraded again?!
Gu Yuqiao couldn't help but complain: "I said, every upgrade is too casual, right?" β
"Where? Didn't you unlock new poisons and medicines? Xiao Niyin paused, "The space of the small world has expanded a bit, just right, you can transplant all those spirit plants in." β
The girl was puzzled: "Then it's not very dangerous for me to go in and out in the future......"
"No, you can control the poisonous mist within a certain range, and the aura generated by the spirit plant will help my cultivation."
β¦β¦ It's good.
A sea of dream haze flowers stretches the entire hillside, preventing ordinary people from entering the mountain.
After being planted in the small world by her, the road into the mountain will be much safer in the future, but unfortunately, she can't let others know.
This afternoon, the village chief has strictly forbidden everyone to enter the mountain, and if they are discovered, they will be driven out of the village......
"Alright." When the sky was about to dawn, he smeared a thick layer of antidote on Bai Dazhuang's person, and Gu Yuqiao hurriedly flashed.
Not long after, Aunt Li, who was resting beside Bai Dazhuang, heard a neutral voice: "Mother, why are you tying me up?!" β
She was agitated and instantly sobered up.
"Ahh Da Zhuang, youβAre you awake? Aunt Li didn't care about untying him, so she hurriedly called her father-in-law, "His father, come quickly!" β
Aunt Li's excited shouts alarmed several neighbors, and soon someone got up and came to her house to knock on the door and ask.
Lu Manjing also didn't sleep well all night, and at the slightest sound, she sat up from the bed, but the first time was to knock on her daughter's door.
Gu Yuqiao had already returned to the room as soon as possible, changed the tattered clothes, cleaned them up, and then pretended to have just woken up and came out of the room.
Seeing her mother's nervous appearance, she couldn't help sighing, she had no choice, she just had to hide it.
Aunt Li's house was in a hurry again, she went to the town to ask the doctor to see it, and only after making sure that her son was okay did she untie him, but she still had palpitations and stared at him all the time.
On the 11th day of August, the genius was bright, and the gong sounded at the entrance of the village again, but it was the turn of Osmanthus Village to collect taxes.
Every family has picked up the rice to the head of the village, and Gu Yuqiao's family is no exception, their family has already collected the rent, and the total is only more than 700 catties, and after paying her family of four a total of 700 catties of grain, there are only a few dozen catties of grain left.
Many people are complaining that the year is not good, when the ears are set, there is a drought for ten days in a row, and when there is a double rush, there are showers in a row, and there is a typhoon, so that everyone's CD harvest is not as good as before.
When the village chief heard this, he blew his beard, "You people, if the wind and rain are not smooth every year, you will not reduce the income if you are diligent, and it is not bad to pay enough taxes." β
After he finished scolding, he turned to the person in front of him: "Erlang of the Ning family, where is your family's grain?" β