When he returned to the village, Wu Neng deliberately kept an extra eye in his heart, he took out the medicine basket containing the medicinal herbs from the Tibetan Heaven Box and hung it on his two arms, which was also convenient for him to show the villagers today's results.

Sure enough, as soon as he returned to the village, he attracted a group of adoring eyes. Originally, the villagers still had a little doubt about whether Wu Neng could successfully retrieve the medicinal materials today, but when Wu Neng appeared at the entrance of the village with a medicine basket, the villagers who saw him all cheered.

"It's really worthy of an immortal, and I really got the medicinal herbs back!"

"I'll just say, the methods of the immortals are something you can't imagine at all, how could those forest rangers be taken seriously by them."

"My child is finally saved this time, thank you!"

……

Surrounded by the villagers, the group slowly walked towards the temporarily rented house of the three in the congestion.

It was the first time in his life that Wu Neng was surrounded by so many people who came to thank him, and as he walked, he nodded to the villagers like a chicken pecking rice. Although Wu Neng was overwhelmed by the enthusiasm of the villagers, a sweet sense of accomplishment had risen in his heart.

When Wu Neng returned to the house, Shi Cheng was also taken aback, and the enthusiasm of the villagers was really beyond his expectations.

However, this also shows that the actions of the three of them last night have fully won the trust of most of the villagers. After realizing this, Shi Cheng felt that the burden on his shoulders suddenly became a lot heavier.

Shi Cheng hurriedly took the basket handed over by Wu Neng, and after carefully inspecting the medicinal materials inside, his eyes met the hopeful eyes of the villagers outside the door.

Shi Cheng lifted his breath slightly, and said solemnly in a loud voice: "Let's go back and rest first, I still have to make some preparations tonight, and starting tomorrow morning, I will hold a rejuvenation ceremony for the patients in your family to drive away the disease." ”

Wu Neng hurriedly translated it to the villagers in Chu Ze, and the crowd guarding outside the house broke out again with a wave of cheers, and after a thousand thanks, the villagers gradually dispersed and went home. However, most of them returned to Shi Cheng's residence after returning home, and respectfully placed various thank-you gifts outside the door of the hut. Soon, the outside of the hut was filled with rattan ropes, pickled fish, wooden bowls, cakes, wooden forks and other food, as well as extremely rudimentary daily necessities, like a small altar in an ash pit.

After packing up the belongings that the villagers had put at the door, Wu Neng asked Shi Cheng with a look of embarrassment, "Old Shi, what do you think these things should be done?" ”

Shi Cheng thought for a moment and said, "Take it." ”

……

The night passed quickly, and when Wu Neng woke up, he found that Shi Cheng was already sorting out the medicine box.

Seeing that Wu Neng got up, Shi Cheng nodded to Tie Mian, who was already sitting on the bed not far away and meditating for a while, and said, "It's almost, let's go, there are a lot more people in this village than I expected, let's try to set off early and come back early to rest." ”

Wu Neng rarely complained because he got up early today, and he nodded hurriedly in a daze and got up from the grass bed.

After sorting out the medicine box, the three of them went out together, and at this time there were already villagers waiting outside the door, and Danka himself was among them. Seeing Shi Cheng and the three of them walking out, all eyes with hope cast towards the door of the hut.

"Folks, the immortals are out!"

"The little one welcomes the immortals!"

"Three immortals, can you come to my house and sit down first? My grandma is running out of steam. ”

……

After a short period of chaos, Shi Cheng and the three of them picked one of the most seriously ill among the villagers, and this time the free clinic started from this family.

A morning passed, and the three of them only finished dealing with the patients of three families, not because Shi Cheng's medical skills had regressed overnight, after all, he and Tie Mian were still seriously injured, and they couldn't move too quickly, and it was already the limit for the two of them to turn around in this small village.

In addition, there are too many people in the village who are physically weak, which forces Shi Cheng to consider the physical condition of the sick more when treating people. These destitute households, who have only a little rough stomach all day long, can hardly withstand some of the serious illness treatments that are popular among pharmacists in large and rich countries.

In order to prevent accidents, Shi Cheng had to use more time-consuming and mild treatments.

Little Kuru was one of the patients Shi Cheng treated in the morning, and after last night's treatment, he urinated once in the morning, and his stomach seemed to go down a little, which also gave the Danka couple hope. Shi Cheng used some powder ground from fish bones to cook a bowl of light soup, and combined it with some medicine to give Xiao Kulu to take, and the little guy's face soon became more bloody.

Thanks to the Denka couple, the three of them moved towards the next family surrounded by the villagers.

In this way, the group was busy until the evening, and after dealing with several more seriously ill patients, Shi Cheng and the three of them worked a little faster. By the end of the evening, eight sick villagers had been treated.

……

As night fell, Jika's eldest daughter, Kenla, walked into her parents' bedroom with a bowl of hot fish soup. She closed the door softly and looked cautiously at her mother, who was sitting not far from her father.

Kisa didn't say anything, she stood up and beckoned lightly. Kenla nodded, walked up gently, and handed the fish soup into her mother's hand.

When all this was done, Kenla walked briskly and gently out of the room, like a rabbit that had spotted a gray wolf.

Chisa turned around and persuaded softly, "Master, let's eat something." ”

Seeing that her husband did not answer, Kisha sighed softly and placed the soup bowl on the wooden table beside her. She sat down again and persuaded softly: "After all, those people are immortals who have been selected by the Saint Venerable in the underworld, and it is not for us to question them, you better let go of your heart, anyway, immortals like them will definitely not stay in our small place for a long time, and there will be no shortage of patients in the village in the future, so why should you care about a momentary mistake?" Let's please those immortal masters more, maybe they will be happy for a while, and we will also point out a fortune to our family, isn't that much better than earning a few poor ghosts' medical money? ”

Hearing this, Jika finally exhaled softly and drained some of the accumulated depression of the day.

The fat village chief snorted reluctantly, and finally he took the soup bowl on the wooden table in front of him, brushed his beard, and poured it down.

He said vaguely, "Do you think I don't know about the twists and turns you said...... Isn't this the family's recent rush to use money......"

Qisha asked cautiously, "Is the government here urging again?" ”

Jika suddenly became angry, he snorted angrily, and suddenly slapped the soup bowl in his hand on the table.

Kisa's body trembled, and she quickly calmed down, took out a rag from the wooden cabinet in the room, and quickly wiped the fish soup off the table.

Jika said hatefully, "Birdball! Those poor ghosts are not without oil, and this time they actually scraped on our heads! My stupid sister didn't even say a word, grandma's, have you forgotten whose family she was before she got married? ”

Qisha thought for a moment and asked, "Master, does it have anything to do with the recent mess up made by those mud dogs in the west?" ”

Jika didn't answer his wife's words.

"No, the official army has an army of nearly 3,000 people in the west, and the emperor of Great Wei may not have so many people around him."

Jika snorted and said, "What do you know, just those mud dogs in the west, at most a few branches in their hands as knives and guns, what kind of big mess can they make?" What I'm worried about is whether my sister will be suppressed by a new concubine in the palace, how can I say that she is also in her forties, no matter how beautiful she is when she is young, she will not be a bird when she is old? ”

After venting his grievances in a rambling manner, Jika finally asked about his wife: "It's the big market in seven days, how are you preparing this month?" ”

"Don't worry, sir, when did I make a mistake in this regard, and there is no need to prepare such things for the moon festival, and the day's work will be prepared."

"Loser!" Jika scolded angrily, "I'm asking if you have collected the godly money from the broken houses in the village?!" ”

"There are still five families in the south of the village who have not handed it over, and Akars went to the temple today to ask me for a few days."

"You promised?" Jika raised his beard.

Qisha lowered her head and replied hesitantly: "You don't know the situation of their family, Akas, you just sent away the Hun family, and you still owe our family and the Goda family in the next village so much money for medicine......"

Before Kisha could finish her words, Jika had already jumped up, "So you agreed?" You she-mule who eats grass, a ruined bait with a thousand cuts! ......" For a moment, a bunch of ugly expletives shot out of Jika's mouth like arrows.

Kisha had never seen her husband lose his temper so much, she was stunned, and her eyes were faintly shining.

……

Wu Neng kept a calm face, pushed open the door and walked back to the house without saying a word.

"Well, is there a place near where I can buy some fresh rice?" Shi Cheng asked as he put down the notes in his hand.

Wu Neng sat down, shook his head, and said, "I asked Uncle Aguer's family and several nearby families, and they all said that at least there was no grain to sell in the nearby villages. ”

Tie Mian asked suspiciously, "I heard that there is a flat land along the river to the east of the village, and there is no grain to sell in the village over there?" ”

Wu Neng still shook his head, "I heard from the villagers that the village over there had been replanted with Mengxian grass early on under the order of the government, which was specially purchased by those big chambers of commerce from abroad, and the grain and sugarcane you wanted, Lao Shi, no one had planted them for a long time." Even if there are seeds, they must be supplied to foreign chambers of commerce and peeling cities, and they are not allowed to be sold privately. ”

"Dream Fairy Grass!" Both Shi Cheng and Tie Mian were taken aback.

Iron Mask couldn't help but say, "That's an important material for making the illusion medicine of Wushi Yan, Dream Immortal Powder, and Fulu Pill!" ”

"yes." Wu Neng sighed.

"I see you have a very bad face when you enter the door, is it because of this?" Shi Cheng asked.

Wu Neng nodded and said: "When I was in Wu State before, I heard the news and rumors that big domestic businessmen privately opened poisonous fields in Yulin Zhou and then resold them in China, I didn't believe it much before, but now it seems that ...... Alas, maybe it's true. ”

"What's so strange about this, it's not been a day or two since the flooding of phantom drugs in your Cold Moon Country, if you want to say that the big businessmen in your country are all clear and clean in this matter, I'm afraid that ghosts don't believe it." Iron Mask said disapprerovingly.

Shi Cheng looked at Wu Neng with a little embarrassment, and couldn't help but ask with some curiosity: "Old Wu, what did you think before?" ”

Wu Neng replied with an embarrassed face: "I read that the Di newspaper said that the reason why the domestic phantom medicine has been banned repeatedly is that you Cheta merchants secretly resell it to us every day......

Iron Mask let out a rare laugh, then he exhaled and said lightly, "This is what you Cold Moon people often did to us at the end of our Dynasty Era. ”

Shi Cheng shook his head and said, "I thought that with the strength of our alliance khanate's control over phantom medicine, the editor of your Wu State's Di newspaper should not have the face to arrange it like this." ”

The embarrassment on Wu Neng's face became heavier and heavier, and he quickly changed the topic and asked, "Ahem, no matter what, Lao Shi, the rice dumplings or sugarcane water you want should not be found right now, what should we do?" ”

"That's it, if you don't, you won't have it, just go to the free clinic as usual tomorrow. Originally, I was worried that the children would find the medicine too bitter, so I planned to get something delicious to press them down. Now it seems that it is better to let their parents persuade them more, after all, it is to cure the disease. ”