After Aunt Zhang's enlightenment, as well as four meals of soup and rice a day, Zhang Jinwen's face became rosy day by day.

The Cold Food Festival is approaching, and the Xinglin Pavilion is closed for several days, so Zhang Jinwen decided to take the bamboo wind and bamboo shadow bamboo core up the mountain to collect medicine.

She has to handle all the wound medicine brought to Zhou Ziyu personally, from picking to screening, and even grinding the medicine powder, and she will never fake it to others.

Last year's Cold Food Festival, I spent a thrilling night in Luohan Peak, and Zhufeng still remembers it vividly: "Jin'er, do you still want to go to Luohan Peak?" ”

"No, go to Taibai Mountain this year, go to Wentangchi."

There are also medicinal herbs for lichens near the warm soup pool, most of which have the effect of stopping bleeding and cooling blood, and it is best to make wound medicine.

Zhuying smiled: "Wow, wow, wow, I haven't been to Taibai Mountain for a long time, so I just went to soak in warm soup." ”

Zhu Qing joked: "You call it soup there, I see that when you go in, it is stewed soup." ”

As soon as he spoke, everyone laughed.

Zhuying Zhuxin makes medicinal food in the kitchen every day, although they rarely eat meat for their health, they still mellow day after day, and they are becoming more and more like Aunt Zhang. There were even guests from the Xinglin Pavilion who asked if Zhuying and Aunt Zhang were mother and son.

Zhu Xin said: "Make those meals every day, smell full, and grow meat if you don't eat it." Hurry up and soak it to relieve your greasyness. ”

Zhang Jinwen hugged Aunt Zhang: "Next time, I will take you to soak in warm soup." ”

"I don't pay so much attention to it, I walked more than 100 miles to make a soup, and I was tired and panicked when I thought about it, so I still stayed at home and boiled buckets of hot water." Aunt Zhang waved her hand: "There are still a lot of things to do here." ”

The rainy season is coming, and there are a lot of bedding in the Qianjintang of the Xinglin Pavilion to take out and wash and dry in good weather.

I also want to buy some new cabbage roots and pickle some pickles, and make sour soup in summer to relieve greasyness, and it is also very popular to make side dishes for porridge and rice.

In order to take into account the attention of the guests, the maids I bought before were all working as medical girls in Qianjintang, so I couldn't help in Xinglin Hall to do chores.

There are not enough people, so we can only seize all the time we can use to do what needs to be done well.

On the side of Qianjintang, Zhuqing took the medicine and took care of the safety of the nursing home inside and outside.

As for the patients in the women's department and the pediatric department, as long as they are not seriously injured and fall to the ground, a few little doctors can deal with it and prescribe a prescription.

I don't know what's going on lately.,There are very few patients who come to see the doctor.,Qianjintang is often more doctors than patients.,There are more people watching the excitement outside the door than Qianjintang.。

Zhang Jinwen didn't care, there were few patients, so she just took advantage of this gap to gather the doctors and women to make medicine together.

With Zhuqing directing the doctors and girls to do things, Zhang Jinwen was very relieved, and before leaving, she told again: "Senior Brother Zhuqing, have we let out the news of buying medicinal materials?" ”

Zhu Qing nodded: "I've already said hello to those mountain people who are collecting medicine." ”

Qianjintang is famous, those mountain people who make a living by picking herbs and villagers outside the city like to sell the rare medicinal materials they have collected to Qianjintang, the price is fair or secondary, the most important thing is that Qianjintang's Zhang Xiaoniang knows the goods, and when she sees the herbs, she knows where to pick them, and she will teach them how to pick them so as not to destroy the land, and they can pick more in the coming year.

For example, those large medicinal herb dealers who specialize in supplying to the Taiyi Department and the Tai Hospital, firstly, they have their own special workers to pick medicinal herbs, and secondly, they have the bad habit of bullying and dominating the market, and the rare medicinal herbs collected by these mountain people are often collected as ordinary medicinal herbs.

Since the opening of Qianjintang, these retail investors who collect medicine have used selling medicinal materials to Qianjintang as a way to make a living.

Zhang Jinwen nodded with satisfaction: "Just wait for us to come back in a few days, and we will almost harvest it here, and I will arrange for it to be dried in a unified manner." ”

Pills and ointments have to be made, and medicinal oils must be refined.

Then it's going to be busy again.

Zhang Jinwen suddenly remembered: "Senior Brother Zhuqing, I am collecting some honey and beehives, and red gardenias are also being collected." ”

Qianjintang's honey grease ointment is particularly popular, and there are many young ladies who want rouge and lip oil, and Zhang Jinwen wants to try to make some scar-removing creams in addition to facial grease.

Come to think of it, it's almost all arranged.

Aunt Zhang made a guarantee: "Jin'er, you can go with confidence, here I and Zhuqing are watching, it must be safe." ”

Zhang Jinwen finally took the bamboo wind and a few of them away.

Aunt Zhang closed the door of the Xinglin Pavilion and instructed the medical ladies to wash the sheets and dry the bedding in the backyard of the Qianjin Hall.

He also instructed Furong to clean the courtyard of Xinglin Yuan again, preparing to clean and dry the herbs.

Seeing that everyone was busy working, Aunt Zhang took the green cow and pulled the car to the West Market to buy vegetables.

Usually there are many kinds of vegetables that raise chickens, ducks and geese, and they are willing to send vegetables to Xinglin Pavilion, and basically they don't need Aunt Zhang to go out to buy them.

Visitors to Xinglin Pavilion occasionally have foreigners from the Western Regions, who like to eat some special seasonings, which can only be bought in the West Market.

When Aunt Zhang returned to the Xinglin Pavilion with a cart full of ingredients with the green cow, she saw that the doctors and girls were sitting in the backyard of the Qianjin Hall chatting.

"Why don't you have to work?" There can be no idlers in Aunt Zhang's eyes.

Youlan said: "Aunt Zhang, all the sheets have been washed, the yard has been cleaned, and all the scratches in the house have been wiped down." ”

Aunt Zhang said: "Why don't you go to clear the herbs?" ”

Youlan said: "No one has sent herbs here today." ”

Aunt Zhang felt strange and walked to Xinglin Garden to take a look, and sure enough, the courtyard was empty, so she ran to the front hall of Qianjin Hall to find Zhuqing and ask what was going on.

Zhu Qing was also wondering, when he didn't let out the wind to collect medicinal materials, one or two mountain people came over with medicine baskets on their backs every day to ask, and they had been doing it for almost a day today, and there was no one to see.

For these people who collect medicine for a living, the holidays in Chang'an City are no different at all.

Aunt Zhang thought about it: "Maybe it's the Cold Food Festival, there are many people going up the mountain, and those who collect medicine have to go to the deep mountains and old forests." Then wait, someone may come tomorrow. ”

And so it was three days.

When Zhang Jinwen and the others returned with a full load, the backyard of Xinglin Garden was still empty.

Zhang Jinwen was stunned: "Senior Brother Zhuqing, what's the matter?" ”

In the past three days, Zhuqing has also been restless.

On the first day, he didn't wait for anyone to come, and Zhuqing could still sit still.

No one came the next day, and Zhuqing endured it.

On the third day, Zhu Qing went to the big herb merchants in the east and west markets to ask, only to know that some people collected medicinal materials for wound medicine at a high price, and almost all the retail farmers who collected medicine went in this way.

On the first day, he didn't wait for anyone to come, and Zhuqing could still sit still.

No one came the next day, and Zhuqing endured it.

On the third day, Zhu Qing went to the big herb merchants in the east and west markets to ask, only to know that some people collected medicinal materials for wound medicine at a high price, and almost all the retail farmers who collected medicine went in this way.