The nearest town in Konishi Village is Nanyang Castle, named after Nanyang Mountain, which is said to be an ancient castle with a history of thousands of years.

This is a city with no signs on the map, and it is stationed and managed by the disciples of the outer sect of the Yueyang Sect, and it was originally used as a large market for trading between monks, but as the number of people increased, it became a small city.

From the small villages and towns in all directions of Nanyang City, most of their medicinal herbs and spiritual herbs are sold here, and Xiaoxi Village is no exception.

Hua set off before dawn, trekked six miles of mountain roads, and finally came to the Nanyang City Market when the sun had not climbed high.

On her back was the wild medicinal herbs she had dug up in the past two months, the gold ingots given by the Demon Lord of Joy were sewn into the mezzanine, the skirts of her shoes were covered with mud from the yellow mud road, and her face was tanned by the sun with sweat and indescribable embarrassment.

But she didn't care about her appearance, and turned from the downtown into the alley between the houses, passed the dirty road full of garbage, and entered a shop with a half-hidden door.

This is a dilapidated drugstore that looks dilapidated from the outside, the signboard has been tortured by the wind and rain to only half of it, only a "new" word can be vaguely seen, and the door is also broken and nailed up with wooden strips for reuse.

On the edge of the broken door, there was still a thin old dog, and when it saw the dirty flowers, it casually lowered its head and went to sleep.

The dog was so dirty that it couldn't see its original coat color, but the broken bowl in front of it contained a piece of fragrant braised pork, braised pork that didn't move a bite.

Unlike the desolate façade, the inside of the pharmacy is clean and tidy, and the medicine cabinets are made of expensive wood.

"Little Hanamai, you're really early. ”

A dignified-looking, bewitching woman lazily propped up her head, looked at the flowers, pursed her lips and smiled slightly, with a thousand manners, and there was a kind of charm to the bones.

Hua Jia raised a big smile and put the package behind her on the counter: "Third girl, take a look at the goods first." ”

The woman looked to be in her forties, but what she liked most was that people called her the third girl, and every time she heard it, her eyebrows and eyes would curl with laughter.

Sure enough, her lazy attitude became pleasant and serious because of this "three girls": "Hey, everyone is old, how can I still be worthy of your three girls?"

With a shirk in her mouth, she was a lot more enthusiastic, opened the package, and she carefully calculated the price of the package.

"Little Flower Roll's research on medicinal herbs will amaze Sanniang every time, if I didn't know that you were a little girl, I thought this bag of things was taken out by the old medicine farmer!"

Thanks to Antisia, he is a master at handling medicinal herbs!

Hua Jia thought secretly and said, "The third girl will give a price." ”

"You're lucky, you dug up a yellow-grade elixir, although it is the lowest grade, but the quality is good, and it is also the year of picking. These...... Well, it's a total of one hundred and twenty-three taels, and one hundred and twenty-five taels will be given to you. Sanniang pulled the extremely well-processed medicinal materials in the package, dialed the abacus, looked at the black-faced little girl in front of her with a smile, and asked, "Little flower roll, has your father's condition improved a little?"

Speaking of her father, the smile on Hua Yuan's face dimmed, she lowered her head, and whispered, "My condition has not deteriorated, so I should be thankful." Biting her lower lip, the little girl raised her head, holding the gold ingot in her hand, and reluctantly handed it to Sanniang, "With this, you should be able to buy a spirit pill, right?"

She looked at Sanniang expectantly, her black eyes were soft and hopeful, and her eyes were pitiful.

Sanniang's heart warmed, and she secretly thought: If my child hadn't died young, would he be as old as this little girl now? Weighing the weight of the gold ingot, she smiled at the little girl, and walked into the dark room behind the counter, and within a moment, she took out a white jade vial.

"This is the elixir that heals your father. Sanniang said gently, "After eating it for your father, remember that he must not get close to meat for ten days, not even touch the oil star, and his clothes must be changed every day, and it is best to bask in the sun." Well, after eating this, there will be some strange taste, and you have to pay attention to cleaning up. ”

"Well, I remember!" replied with a heavy sigh, and solemnly took the white jade vial to the mezzanine of the undershirt, and touched it several times.

Sanniang made a plan and took out a silver ticket of one hundred taels, and after thinking about it, she still exchanged the silver ticket for fifty taels of loose silver and a fifty taels of silver ticket.

The little girl didn't come to Nanyang City for a long time, and she would inevitably buy some things back when she came, and when she met some greedy and bad hearts, she held a hundred taels of silver tickets in her hand and didn't let them eat them alive.

Yesterday, the strange treasure of Nanyang Mountain was born, and there were many more people in Nanyang City who heard the sound, and the people in the city were chaotic, and there were three religions and nine streams.

She reminded the little girl, and when she saw her leaving happily, she resumed her lazy posture again, and nestled in a chair covered with soft fur, without thinking about how a little girl suddenly had a piece of gold ingots.

Hua Jia got a hundred taels, and I don't know how happy I was.

This one hundred taels really exceeded her budget, she originally thought that the silver from selling medicinal herbs, plus gold ingots, would have little silver left after getting the elixir.

"A hundred taels is happy to be like this!" Antithea muttered, but with a little other thought, he lowered his voice, "Little Hanamai, go to the bookstore." ”

"I'm going to be home before dark, you can estimate the time, I'm going to do something." ”

Hua said as she squatted down to inspect the groceries on the stall, hoping to find something she was interested in.

Because there is a signboard erected on this stall "Ten copper coins a piece!", two cents can buy a big white steamed bun, and ten cents is nothing for the current flower dependents.

She hopes to find something more valuable than ten cents in this grocery stall, and she can't spend a penny indiscriminately.

The stall owner was leaning on the big burden to sleep, and he was not afraid that someone would take the things on his stall, but when he heard the sound of things being turned, he opened his eyes and tilted the little girl, turned over and changed to a more comfortable position, and continued to sleep.

There are a lot of things on the stalls, some of them are placed in a serious place, and some of them are packed together with a fishing net.

A small stone with a strange shape, a broken blade of a sword, a jade jue that has been broken in half, a rusty knife, a small piece of silky cloth with tentacles, and a small gleaming bead...... Inside the pile of rags, there is everything.

The flower family even saw a small green frog tied up with a straw rope, and a few fake silver tickets with rough workmanship.

After turning over and over for half an hour, the flower family touched all the sundries placed by the stall owner on the stall, and finally saw four things.

During this period, several people stopped to rummage through the debris, and finally they all left in disappointment, and no one could look at the garbage one by one with the patience of the flower family.

The four small objects were a stone the size of a pigeon's egg fluttering in ashes, a wooden hairpin that was finely made but had lost all the gems, a seed of a plant the size of a thumb that I don't know what it was, and a pair of slingshots.

The little stone is a flower to treat herself, this small stone in the hand for a long time, there will be a little light on the surface of the stone, if it is not for her eyes are good enough, she can see nothing under the sun.

The hairpin is a gift for the mother, drop the gem and buy some beautiful beads to stick on, her head has always been the simple pearl hairpin, the pearl color has turned yellow.

Plant seeds were asked for by Antisia, and it was rare for him to insist on one thing, and Hua Yuan thought that this guy knew so much about plants, and the seeds he liked must not be simple.

The slingshot was given to Xiao Huachen, and children should have their own toys so that they can become lively.

The strange thing is that the sloppy stall owner who can't make noise in the downtown actually sat up to collect the money when he heard the flower family say "pay", and then fell down and fell asleep again.

Standing up from the grocery stall, Hua Jia stretched her waist, moved her hands and feet, and walked towards the fabric shop on the street.

Haughtily, she threw down her money and bought a few good pieces of fabric, some necessities such as oil and salt, needlework, and a few hens, and ordered a cart, and she put down her things and went to the bookstore with Antisia.

The guys at the bookstore didn't look down on people, they were guests, and they were well entertained.

Antisia entered the bookstore, and for a long time there was no sound, and the flower was too embarrassed to disturb him, so she took a book from the shelf and read it with relish.

At Xiaoxi Village's house, there are only a few dozen or so books in the humble study, all of which are drama books or travelogues, and Huahuan's favorite is the travelogue, and the poor book has been turned over no less than twenty or thirty times.

The book she is holding now is also a travelogue, the protagonist is a powerful immortal, traveling around the world, written meticulously and attractively.

"It's okay to leave. ”

Antisia waited until the flower family had read the travelogue seventy-seven eighty-eight, and then reminded.

"Oh. Hua Jia touched the cover of the book, a little reluctant, gritted her teeth, and did not put it back on the shelf.

She also picked out a copy of "Nanling Nursery Rhymes", planning to use it for her younger brother to read and write.

When giving the money, the guy said that the two books cost a total of seventeen taels of silver, and Hua Yi was stunned for a moment, and asked stupidly, "Aren't books very cheap?"

It's so cheap that her father, an ordinary medicine farmer, can have more than a dozen books at will.

The man smiled: "Books are very expensive, and some lonely books that have long been lost can be sold for thousands of taels! Of course, ordinary books, like this travelogue, can be bought for seven or eight taels of silver." Your first time buying a book, right?"

Hua Jia nodded embarrassedly, she was reluctant to read, she carefully considered it in her heart before deciding to give money.

Seventeen taels of silver, it was only a matter of a few days to go up the mountain to collect medicine, and now that my father has the elixir, her family will be fine.

004, Seven Grades of Washing Pill

When I returned to Xiaoxi Village, the sun had not yet set, and the golden sunlight illuminated the white clouds on the horizon with a layer of golden light, and the village under the sun was simple and vivid.

Maybe it's because of Nanyang Mountain, there are a lot more people in the village, and there are more people on the village road, strangers and strangers than villagers.

The little girl didn't squint, as long as these guys didn't provoke her and her family, she could do anything.

The driver of the cart was greeted and drove the cart to the front of the house, paid the money, and carried the things to the house in large and small bags.

"Little Hanamai, whose money did you steal, and how did you buy so many things? Shouldn't they all be stolen?" said the little fat man of the village chief's family with jealousy and jealousy.

The flower glanced at him, raised his foot and gestured to take off his shoes, and the little fat man immediately ran away with his henchmen, he did not want to be hit in the head again by the dirty straw sandals stained with yellow mud.

Aunt Lin from the house next door looked at it with a smile: "That kid is frightened by your straw sandals!"

Aunt Lin, I dug up a medicinal herb in the mountains a few days ago, and sold it for fifty taels of silver in the city! Now my father's illness can really be cured!"

She grabbed a pair of chicks from the cage containing the chicks and handed them to Aunt Lin.

"I heard Sister Ayan say that my aunt wants to raise a hen, and this pair of chicks was given by the store, so my aunt will take it!"

Aunt Lin shirked a word, then took the little chick, gave it to her daughter Ayan, who was watching with a blank eye, and said with a smile: "Little flower roll is really polite! Our family used to count on your father to survive the predicament, and it was supposed to help your family, and now you are sending me something, it's really a shame!"

"How could it be? It will only get more and more familiar!" said Hua Huan with a smile, and when she saw Xiao Huachen running out, she asked him for help, and the two sisters and brothers moved a bunch of things into the yard, rejoicing.

Giving him the slingshot, the flower lady washed her face and locked herself in the room.

The hairpin that had lost all the gems had to be disposed of before she could give it to her mother, and she bought something sticky on the street, and the room happened to have some small colored stones that she had picked up when she was a child, which she could decorate the hairpin.

"Let me come, I'll do this. As soon as she put something on the table, Antisia spoke.

Hua Jia did not refuse, she handed over the control of her body to Antisia, and watched with amusement as "herself" carefully decorated those large and small colored stones on the wooden hairpin, which was chic and fine, and she would not find that this was a "reprocessed" wooden hairpin if you looked closely.

"It's a pity, this thing is not a good material. When it was done, Antisia actually sighed.

This made Hua Jia almost choke on saliva, such a beautiful hairpin is not good, I really don't know how to say that Antisia is good.

However, at the thought of a time when Antithea had made a beautiful ornament out of leaves and wild fruits, the flower lady closed her mouth.

This mysterious wild ghost really knows anything!

Holding the hairpin, Hua Yuan opened the door and was about to go to her mother's room, but heard a knock on the door. She put the hairpin in her bosom and went to open the door.

Outside the door were two people, both dressed in cyan robes, neatly dressed, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old rebellious young man, and the other a kind white-bearded old man.

"Can you stay overnight?" asked the white-bearded old Taoist priest.

"Unfortunately, no. Without even thinking about it, Hua Jia refused, and as soon as she closed the door, she walked to her mother's room.

A year ago, someone also came to stay overnight, but that person looked gentle and elegant, but in fact he was a disciple, and he actually climbed her mother's window in the middle of the night!

If it weren't for Antisia's help, I'm afraid of her mother's ...... At that time, the little girl knew that she knew her mouth but did not know her heart, and she had to be wary of strangers.