Tan Ji stopped, raised his eyes and looked at Sheng Jiaojiao, with an unclear expression.

So Sheng Jiaojiao explained:

"That's the case, it's not safe to go to the market now, but there are still a lot of people in our village, and they will go to the market on weekdays to make some small purchases, such as selling some wild vegetables, so that your military camp wants to eat and drink, and the baggage from the imperial capital is important to ship, and I don't know the Year of the Monkey and the month of the horse, it is better for your military camp to collect our wild vegetables, which are very cheap, just give them to the people in the village to earn a little money to live."

She uttered another set of nonsense.

Tan Ji didn't think much about it, and immediately nodded in agreement, the villagers are more diligent on weekdays, and they can find some wild vegetables.

How many of those wild vegetables can there be in a basket? It's all a little money, and it's not worth a word of Sheng Jiaojiao.

Sheng Jiaojiao breathed a sigh of relief, okay, now not only has the sales of medicinal materials been settled, but even the sales of side dishes have also been finalized.

As long as the military camp is willing to accept her food, it will be the same if it is sold to the military camp.

As if remembering something, Sheng Jiaojiao said to Tan Ji:

"Wait a minute, I'll wait."

After speaking, Sheng Jiaojiao lifted her skirt and ran back to her house quickly.

Tan Ji's eyes were full of doubts, but he still waited patiently in place, and after a while, he saw Sheng Jiaojiao coming out of his room like a thief again.

She came to Tan Ji with a smile and opened a silk handkerchief in her hand, which was a wolf pen made of white porcelain.

"For you, I did it myself, this is a reciprocal return."

This is a brand-new white porcelain pen, although the craftsmanship is not very fine, but with a few fingernails on the bamboo branches and bamboo leaves, adding a bit of elegance.

The nib is gray wolf hair.

This reminded Tan Ji of what Sheng Jiaojiao said, she gave free enlightenment to the children in the village at home.

So Tan Ji grabbed his hands, saluted Sheng Jiaojiao, and took Sheng Jiaojiao's pen with both hands.

"Thank you, Niang."

Then, he stood up straight, took a deep look at Sheng Jiaojiao, turned around, stepped on the bright moonlight, and strode away.

Leaving Sheng Jiaojiao standing in place, she suddenly remembered the money bag in her sleeve, and said "sigh" in her mouth, and then looked at Tan Ji, his people were gone.

So, Tan Jiaojiao pinched the bulging money bag in her hand, thinking about how to return it to him.

Tan Ji's family is not wealthy, and it can even be called the poorest military household in these ten miles and eight townships.

There is no other reason, in the early years, I heard that Tan Ji's father and uncle both went to the battlefield, Daddy died in battle, the uncle broke a leg, and Auntie was depressed all day long.

I heard that before Tan Ji's A-Niang passed away, the Tan family had borrowed a lot of foreign debts, and after A-Niang passed away, the uncle still had to take medicine every day, and later there was a younger brother to raise, and the burden of this family fell on Tan Ji alone.

Thinking of Tan Ji's family background, Sheng Jiaojiao clenched the money bag in her hand, turned around and went back to her yard, and came to the outside of the yard with a cat.

"Third sister, there are a lot of fruits here, so delicious."

Qi Huan had already finished nibbling on several apples, wiped his mouth, wiped a red apple on his clothes, and handed it to Sheng Jiaojiao, who came over.

She took it, glanced at Qi Huan, and asked deliberately:

"What kind of fruit is this?"

Qi Huan also took an apple in his hand, and gnawed on it.

"I don't know, as soon as I came here today, I found that a fruit tree grew here, Sister, how did this fruit tree grow?"

"How do I know?"

Sheng Jiaojiao decided to make up the nonsense to the end,

"I just found out that there is such a big fruit tree here, it must be God's manifestation."

During the day, while the whole family was circling Qi Hua, she came to this col and watered the apple tree a lot.

At that time, the apple on this apple tree was still a small one, and it must have looked very sour.

When I came to see it at night, the apple tree was fully ripe and grown, and the apple in my hand still exuded a fragrance.

Under the moonlight, Qi Huan scratched his head, he didn't know what all this was about, probably as Sheng Jiaojiao said, it was God's manifestation that conjured up.

Seeing Qi Huan looking stupid like this, Sheng Jiaojiao couldn't help but want to laugh, she sent the mountain-breaking sword in her hand forward,

"Oh, here you go, Tan Ji specially came to give it to you."

Qi Huan's expression was even more stupid this time, he hurriedly put the half-eaten apple into his back basket, wiped his hands on his clothes, and took the sword in Sheng Jiaojiao's hand with joy on his face.

It was his first iron sword.

"This is called the Mountain Breaking Sword, I have read it in the book, but it is a famous sword, four guys, in the future, you must use this good sword to kill the enemy and protect your homeland, so that you can't live up to such a sharp blade."

Sheng Jiaojiao elaborated on the allusion of this mountain-breaking sword.

The more Qi Huan listened, the more happy he felt, and as soon as his hand moved, the sharp sword body came out of its sheath, making a loud sound in the whirring wind.

He glanced at Sheng Jiaojiao, turned around with a bright sword, and practiced his sword next to the apple tree.

Looking at him like this, where is he still going to die a few days ago?

Sheng Jiaojiao was happy to see it, only to see Qi Huan's swordsmanship dancing faster and faster, faster and faster, and the mountain-breaking sword was in his hand, and it danced into a silver practice.

After watching it for a while, Sheng Jiaojiao became interested, took out her fish intestine sword, and danced a set of swordsmanship in a decent manner.

Zhishou County is still martial, and the delicate Sheng Jiaojiao will have a few tricks, but it is not lethal.

However, when he was pampered in his previous life, he was lonely in the deep palace, and learned a few sets of sword dances with the court dancer, and later became a thing to please Yin Ze, and the more he practiced, the more he practiced, the more he became a showmanship.

In the middle of the night, the moonlight was hazy and fell on the dirt slope.

The boy dances the sword, the moves are sharp, the momentum is like a broken bamboo, the soft woman on the side is also dancing the sword, the wind blows through Shenzhou, Sheng Jiaojiao hunts in a long skirt, the momentum is soft and rigid, teaching people to see the pleasing to the eye, the heart is surging, only to feel that it is rare to dance in the world.

After dancing before Qi Huan, she felt a lot more comfortable, so she collected the fish intestine sword, bent down to pick up the hoe on the ground, and walked to the side of the medicinal herbs planted for her uncle.

Looking at the moonlight, this medicinal herb has indeed grown, and the momentum is quite good.

Sheng Jiaojiao didn't plant many medicinal herbs for the treatment of lung diseases, but Sheng Jiaojiao planted one or two of the existing seeds, planning to plant the first batch first and then keep the seeds.

While Qi Hua was still practicing swordsmanship, after Sheng Jiaojiao finished picking the uncle's medicinal materials, she went to the stove room, and under the oil lamp the size of a bean, she turned over the medical skills while learning how to bake medicinal materials.

Roughly first like this, then that, and then like this......