Author: Seven taels of broken silver

When the scripture mentioned this, Zhang Wei couldn't suppress his excitement.

Drought in recent years has led to a reduction in grain production. The head of Liujia Village next door did not know who got the advice from an expert, so he specially summoned the villagers to open up more than ten acres of land to plant a kind of medicinal materials that are resistant to drought in sandy soil.

Not only that, but we also reached an acquisition deal with a medical clinic.

One acre of land earns a net profit of ten taels, which adds up to hundreds of taels of silver. Liujia Village is the best village in the entire county. Compared with Liujia Village, Xiaohe Village seems to be much more stretched.

If it weren't for the river next to it and the endless Xiaohuai Mountains, it would be difficult to persist.

When the news about the success of planting medicinal materials came from Liujiacun, Zhang Wei secretly imitated them and planted a small field. As a result, he lost all his money, and he did not dare to try more after that.

In such a famine year, it is better to grow more food to feel at ease.

Zhang Wei quickly calmed down after getting excited and asked: "Where does this saltgrass grow? What are its soil requirements? Does it like sun or shade? What are its characteristics? Is it difficult to grow? Is it easy to grow?"

"It's not clear yet, we still need to see it with our own eyes."

Li Zheng shook his head and looked at Cheng Miaomiao, who was standing obediently next to him. She looked at them with her round, almond-shaped eyes, and understood something vaguely from these words: Grandpa Li Zheng and the village chief wanted to plant seeds.

Fragrant grass.

Ye Ning was thinking more, and said thoughtfully: "Li Zheng wants the whole village to grow this?"

"Yes, you have also tasted the flavor of saltgrass. It is no worse than those spices sold outside. It is just a little bit added to the fish soup and it is so delicious. No restaurant can refuse it."

"As long as we can open up sales, we won't worry about not being able to sell it."

Li Zheng smiled and sighed: "But thinking about it, this matter still needs to be carefully planned."

Zhang Wei nodded and said seriously: "When Dr. Zeng comes back, let him see if eating this spice will have any bad effects on the body. If not, you can really start to consider it."

The adults were talking to each other about saltgrass.

Cheng Miaomiao put her hands on her chin. After listening to a few words, she felt bored and started to feel sleepy. She turned her head and looked at Zeng Ziji, her eyes flickering and asked: "Brother Ziji, have you never discovered saltgrass before?"

Zeng Ziji slowly shook his head: "No."

In fact, this kind of straightforward naming is very inconsistent with the naming of today's medicinal materials, such as wolfberry, snow lotus, cassia seed, etc., which all sound like medicinal names. The naming of spices is even more particular, such as Duheng, Agarwood, Angelica dahurica, etc.

The name of Xiangcao sounds like it was chosen by Miaomiao herself.

Cheng Miaomiao took the blame for no reason. If she knew it, she would definitely feel aggrieved: This name was clearly taken from the illustrated book! She just took it as she was told!

Zeng Ziji asked curiously: "Where did you hear about this kind of grass?"

"Saw it in a book."

"Book? Do you still remember what book it is? Uncle will be able to find it easily then!"

"Um...I don't remember."

Cheng Miaomiao blinked obediently and shook her head innocently.

Zeng Ziji had no choice but to hug his knees with regret.

Ji Huai gave her a funny look and turned to look outside the cave. The heavy rain was about to stop.

The sky is bright and the weather is going to be fine.

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Cheng Lin and others went out to collect herbs for nearly an hour before they came back.

Cheng Silang and Wulang went back to see Mrs. Zhao's condition first. Doctor Zeng took off his poncho and poured the herbs in his basket on the ground. He said helplessly: "It's all because of the heavy rain in the past two days. The herbs will either be waterlogged or withered. Otherwise,

It doesn’t take so long to look for it.”

"You guys free up the medicine jars..."

Before he finished speaking, he smelled a strong fragrance and paused instantly.

Cheng Lin was also shocked by the scent.

Li Zheng, who was sitting next to him, served the two of them fish soup with a smile. After they finished drinking, they showed surprised expressions and then told them about the salt grass, including his and Zhang Wei's current plans.

Finally, he looked at Dr. Zeng and asked, "Can you please check whether the saltgrass is poisonous or something like that?"

"no problem."

Dr. Zeng poured an extra bowl of soup with quick eyes and hands. The soup was really delicious.

While drinking, he waved to Cheng Miaomiao across from him and said with a smile: "Bring me the remaining saltgrass powder. You girl is lucky. You have come across all the good things."

Cheng Miaomiao carefully handed him the bamboo cup.

Hearing this, he proudly raised his chin and said triumphantly, "Of course, after all, who wouldn't like me if I'm so cute!"

How could the creatures in the mountains and forests not be close to her?

Xiao Huaishan also likes her the most!

Madam Yu's face trembled slightly, she was modest, but she forgot to be modest again.

Everyone burst into laughter. Dr. Zeng smiled and suddenly thought of the red bird and the ground lotus that fell in front of her. The smile on her face gradually disappeared. She was really envious of some good luck.

There was no problem with the powder, and there was no problem with the soup.

It remains to be seen what will happen next, so Dr. Zeng temporarily used the clay pot to boil the medicine, dissolved the pills in water and boiled them, then gave each person in the village a small cup to ward off the cold, and left the rest to Cheng.

Lin sent it to Mrs. Zhao.

Her trauma is best treated with medicinal wine for bruises.

But now there is no such condition, so he can only crush the herbs he found temporarily and apply them to her externally. Dr. Zeng sat down and stuffed four or five hot pancakes, each pancake was as big as his hand, and he also ate half a grilled fish and drank it.

I stopped after two bowls of soup.

Cheng Miaomiao was amazed, her eyes lingering on his bulging belly.

He was so surprised that he gasped again and again, and quickly turned to look at his two friends, and said worriedly: "When you grow up, won't you be able to eat like Uncle Zeng and make your belly so round?"

If this is the case, it may be a bit difficult to maintain.

Dr. Zeng: “…”

Ji Huai lowered his head to tie her new braids, glanced up at his belly, and said without thinking, "No."

Zeng Ziji covered his mouth to prevent himself from laughing.

Following the example of an adult, he stood up, patted his uncle on the shoulder, shook his head and warned: "Uncle, we must eat in moderation and avoid overeating. This is not good for the stomach. Remember?"

Dr. Zeng, who was being taught a lesson by his nephew for the first time in his life, looked slightly embarrassed.

So he angrily took his nephew out and rubbed him, and then glared at Cheng Miaomiao who had caused the trouble and was invisible. She blamed her for observing him so carefully. She even wrote down how many pancakes he had eaten!

Cheng Miaomiao looked at him innocently with her black and white eyes open.

This has nothing to do with the little mountain god. The little mountain god is just concerned about the future growth of his good friend!

The two of them would have this kind of mutual dislike from time to time, and everyone else was used to it, and they would do whatever they had to do. The herbs they picked this time were heavy, enough to last for a while, so they didn't leave the cave for the next few days.

After a few days, the heavy rain finally stopped.
Chapter completed!