After lunch, Alayanzong arranged to make a fire and boil the medicine.

After a short time, more than a dozen people had gathered in the yard, and a few people carried bamboo baskets and short hoes.

Alayanzong told Allah to take care of the medicine jar, so he went to the courtyard and gathered everyone together, and explained the purpose of this westward journey and some precautions.

And they departed.

Afterwards, Alayanzong and Ula Peach took two horses, mounted them separately, and also headed west.

The two of them rode first, and the journey was ten miles, and the horses arrived as soon as they were happy.

Although the earth mountain in front of you is not big, but the radius is more than ten miles, the height is relatively short, there is no cliff, there is no steep slope and ditch, and the mountains are full of shrubs and weeds.

Although it is early spring, it is already full of flowers, and spring is full of joy.

Alayanzong was full of joy when he saw it, indicating that the water and soil here are good, and it is more suitable for growing medicinal herbs.

The two men lowered the horses down the hill and left them to graze on the grass.

The peach of Ula was even more elated, and couldn't wait to run to the flowers, picking one in the east and one in the west, and couldn't help but giggle.

After arguing with her, Alayanzong persuaded her to hurry up and find the herbs.

The peach of Ula complained that Alayanzong had no mood, but he was not idle at hand, and he had already lowered his head to pick up grass and look for medicine.

There are many varieties of grass, Alayanzong has never seen before, this may be the strange flowers and exotic plants that the old woman said! But he didn't appreciate these Alayanzong at all, and his mind was all about finding medicinal herbs.

At first, he could only find a few skullcaps, banxia, licorice, etc., sporadically, but after entering the mountain for half a mile, on a gentle slope facing the sun, Alayanzong actually saw patches of medicinal herbs, and he was almost ecstatic.

He happily hugged the peach of Ula and turned in a circle, and the peach of Ula was a little carried away happily. And all of this was watched by the crowd that came later.

Although they were excited, they couldn't help but become shy when they saw everyone's laughing eyes.

Alayanzong hurriedly put down the peach of Ula, and in order to hide his embarrassment, he shouted to call for people to pick herbs together.

With the herbs, it was easy to collect them, and soon the two bamboo baskets were filled.

Alayanzong said that he would bring these herbs back to boil first, and the rest would not be in a hurry, leaving the peach of Ula and the others to continue to collect the herbs, and the herbs could be carried by the horses when they were too much.

Alayanzong carried two bamboo baskets, tied them to the horse's back, and urged the horse to rush back to the village.

When he returned to his residence, he saw that Gulzai was also there, and Allah had already boiled the medicinal soup, and after Alayanzong had inspected the medicine jar, he told Gulzai to inform the patients who had not yet drunk the medicine and find someone to help him get the medicine.

And he and Allah picked up the newly picked herbs.

I picked a part of it first, washed and soaked it, and waited for a while to boil.

After the visitor had cleaned the medicinal soup in the clay pot, Alayanzong hurriedly refilled the herbs and continued to boil.

While the medicine was boiling, the jar was still guarded by Allah, and he continued to pick herbs.

The sun was still high, and the peach of Ula led people back early, bringing back a basket full of six bamboo herbs.

Ulla's peach was even more excited, and she was holding a handful of red, yellow, pink, and purple bright flowers in her hand.

And Alayanzong also gave the last bowl of medicinal soup to the last patient, and then returned to the small courtyard.

The peach of Ula jumped, holding the handful of flowers and calling to the Alayan Sect, "Isn't it pretty?

Alayanzong shouted that it was beautiful, said that it could be put in the house, found her a clay bottle, and filled it with water.

The peach of Ula put these flowers in it, held it in his hand, and admired it again. After placing the clay vase on the table of the house, he returned to the courtyard and helped Alayanzong unload the bamboo basket from his horse.

Ula Peach remembered again at this time, took out a pouch next to the saddle, opened it for Alayanzong to see, and it was full of mushrooms.

Alayanzong was very happy, saying that he could improve the food, so he asked the peach of Ula to be handed over to Allah to stew mushroom soup.

It was getting late, and the light was not good when picking herbs at this time, so Alayanzong spread these weeds thinly in the courtyard to dry them to prevent them from becoming moldy and losing their medicinal effect.

At this time, Allah's second child had already prepared dinner, and the three of them sat around the wooden table, drinking porridge and fresh mushroom soup, which felt particularly fragrant.

Herbs are available, but they are not enough. The next day, Ula Peach still took a few people to Xishan to continue collecting medicine.

Needless to say, she would still bring some flowers, or mushrooms, or dried fruits, which would always surprise the Arayanzong and Allah at home.

The two of them were at home, and in addition to picking herbs, they also had to make medicinal soup for the sick.

Alayanzong visited the patients one by one and adjusted the dosage according to the changes in their condition.

After two or three days of busy work, the herb had been dried all over the yard, and Alayanzong felt that it could be used for a long time, and it should be enough to treat the patients in the village.

In addition to the joy, Gulzai brought new problems to the Alayanzong.

Most of the displaced people have already eaten the rice they had stolen from the Medenam convoy. Except for a dozen or so, because they have one or two more than others. The extra one was fried rice from a man who died on the road.

Food is a big problem that must be solved. At present, this season is the time when the green and yellow are not harvested, where to find food?

For the past two days, the two horses have been going to the West Mountain, eating enough at the bottom of the mountain every day, and never chewing the dry straw again when they come back.

Alayanzong looked at the tall horses, presumably these should be two military horses, given the unique conditions of the Ded Manor, there must be a way to get them easily.

Alayanzong naturally cherishes this western horse very much, stroking the shiny fur of the red sideburns horse, and also sighing with emotion, it is because of them that they can be regarded as having foot strength, coming and going with speed, and it is more convenient to bring some goods.

The exiles had nothing to eat, so they had to kill them and save the people.

But he was really distressed, and he really killed these two horses, and he was a little reluctant.

After hesitating, Alayanzong walked out of the small courtyard, looked at the empty street, and thought to himself, without food and drink, this person would not survive, and no matter how many houses there were, no one would live in it, and this street would be even quieter.

A village with no people, after a few years, is nothing more than a ruin.

Unconsciously came to the neighbor's house, and when the old woman saw that Alayanzong was coming, she asked him to come into the house and sit down, and when she saw that he was worried, she asked him what was the problem.

Alayanzong felt that the old woman was familiar with this place, so he asked: "Grandma, where is there any surplus food, or can you get other food, now people have to stop drinking." ”

The wrinkles on the old woman's face became even more profound, and she sighed and said, "The surplus grain in the hands of the peasants is very precious this season, and even if there is, no one wants to sell it, unless they go to the big market town to buy it." In the past, the people of the village, when the green and yellow were not harvested, would go to the small river north of the village to fish. ”

This news made Alayanzong's eyes light up, yes! How did I forget that there is a small river in the north of the village, where there is a river, there is water, and where there is water, there are fish!