Farming with medicine

Chapter 72 The Greedy Fat Girl

"The shopkeeper will write me a list first, and cardamom will discuss with dad how many types and quantities can be sent." There are too many types of herbs on the mountain, and she is too lazy to remember. The number of Katayama available for picking is also a considerable number.

Baiweitang has always been purchased from a herbal medicine dealer, but now it is monopolized by the newly opened pharmacy. It is said that it has a government background.

Hoarding goods and raising prices, Baekweitang is unwilling to follow suit and sell high. Now that cardamom can solve their urgent needs, it is naturally the best choice.

But Cardamom has her own thoughts, and she is worried about causing irrelevant disasters, so she only agrees if the shopkeeper keeps her secret.

"Look at what the girl said. I have had friendship with the girl a few times, so the mouth is naturally strict. Please rest assured, the girl."

Seeing that Cardamom didn't want to reveal too much about the source of the herbal medicine, the shopkeeper agreed with a clear face.

The boy sent cardamom away, and came back to chatter with his uncle, "Uncle, is that girl's words really trustworthy?"

Don't say anything else, just say that at her age, she is just a pink and tender girl, so the credibility of her words is not high.

The shopkeeper didn't want to explain more, and urged the nephew to write a list of herbal medicines, "The handwriting is clear, so that people can see his heart at a glance."

"Uncle, I got it," the buddy smiled excitedly, "My word is really passed down by my uncle."

There are rules at home, and there are rules here. The shopkeeper grabbed the feather duster and made a gesture to clean up the stubborn nephew. The boy slipped into the back hall and yelled a few more times, "Uncle, uncle! uncle."

The shopkeeper put down the chicken wool blanket and showed a faint smile, shaking his head helplessly and went to the back hall to look at this little bastard.

The street was buzzing with people, so at noon, Dou Kou ate a bowl of wonton noodles at the noodle stall, watching the chattering voices of people coming and going on the street, very comfortable.

Small merchants came and went to sell all kinds of small things. Cardamom finished eating, bought a few small toys for children and went to the cloth shop to pick up the last custom-made clothes.

The old tailor still recognized her, so he took the note and asked someone to pick up the clothes. This girl's face was much rosier than when she came last time, and there was a little flesh on her cheeks, and she seemed to have grown a little taller.

It was that look that made the old tailor take a few more glances.

This girl's eyes are shining, her eyelashes are fluttering, and her eyelashes are fluttering. In addition to being cute, her clear pupils are really beautiful, just like the lucky doll in the painting.

Cardamom didn't know that her appearance was so cute that people wanted to stick it to the wall, so she pouted and asked, "Grandpa, is there something dirty on my face?"

The old tailor stroked his beard nervously, and his smile did not look like a senile old man at all.

"The clothes are here, do you go and try to fit them?"

Cardamom took the clothes, the fine cloth was delicate and warm to the touch, which was quite different from the coarse cloth she was wearing.

Cardamom bounced around to change into new clothes, Yaomei was going home today, she had to dress like a big sister.

After changing the clothes, the tailor wrapped the two pieces made by Cardamom in kraft paper and tied them so that the girl could take them.

After finishing all the things that should be done today, Doumao bought some candied haws from the street and went to find a big tree outside the city gate to sit under a big tree and wait for the mother and the others to pick up Yaomei and leave the city to go home together.

After Yaomei was adopted by the old couple, she has been living in the city. Later, when she heard that something happened to her family, she moved to a village in the east of the city. Ruyi's carriage made inquiries while walking, and it was not until noon that she found an unremarkable village.

I asked several people one after another, but I have never heard of or seen an old couple living with a four-year-old girl.

Osmanthus tugged on Ruyi's sleeve, Ruyi turned her head and gave her a reassuring smile, "Sister-in-law, don't worry, I'll ask the driver to ask again, don't worry."

"You said an old couple with a 4-year-old girl?" The woman who was pulled over to inquire about the situation frowned and thought for a long time, then smacked her lips and clapped her hands, "There is a girl named Xiaojiu outside the village, her family is Not long after we moved here, the adults in that family don’t interact with the villagers on weekdays, but that Xiaojiu has a sweet mouth.”

The coachman got out of the carriage and went door-to-door asking for a long time, his brows finally eased, and he ran back to the carriage and told the people in the carriage that there was a letter.

"Outside the village, I heard that there was a family like this, but the person said that the old couple seemed to have passed away, leaving only a middle-aged woman and a 4-year-old girl."

Osmanthus fragrans pursed her lips, the expression on her face changed again and again, her heart was always in her throat on the way to the outside of the village.

The carriage suddenly came to an emergency stop, turning the dangling people on their backs. Ruyi raised the curtain and saw a chubby child squatting in front of the carriage picking up things on the ground.

The coachman jumped out of the car, and was afraid to chase the doll with his chest.

"Whose child, if I didn't stop fast, I would have killed you," said the coachman, who was not very old, only 16 years old. He reprimanded the child like an adult, which made the fat baby laugh.

"Brother, my fruit is delicious." The fat baby picked up the fruit on the ground and blew the dust. Three fruits filled her chubby hands. She frowned, a little reluctantly, but still hesitated He took out one and gave it to the coachman, "Brother, this is for you, don't be angry with Xiaojiu."

The little coachman took it, holding the red fruit, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, his tone softened, and was about to ask her if it was the little Jiu mentioned by the woman before, when he looked down, that little Jiu ran to the front of the horse.

"Ma'er, Ma'er, this one is for you. It's sweet and delicious. Xiao Jiu scared you."

The people in the carriage got off the carriage, and seeing the little coachman standing there dumbfounded, they hurried over to take a look, and there was a girl standing on her tiptoes, a pair of white and fat arms like lotus roots trying to lift her head above her head. He was still holding a red fruit, perhaps with too much force, some of the juice was squeezed out, and flowed out from between his fingers.

"My fruit, my fruit." Seeing that the fruit for Ma'er had been crushed, Xiao Jiu rubbed her eyes, and reluctantly lifted the roundest fruit she had left for Ma'er. eat.

The two round buns on the doll's head almost fell apart after this toss.

"Ma'am, this child said her name is Xiaojiu. I don't know if it is the Xiaojiu we are looking for." The coachman wiped the fruit on his body and walked up to Xiaojiu who was crying and was about to raise his little hand to feed the horse. Side, "here you are, it doesn't like to eat fruit, it only likes to eat grass."

When Xiao Jiu heard this, her tears stopped immediately, and she ran to the side of the road and brought some grass over with great difficulty. Osmanthus handed the baby in her arms to Ruyi, and went to pick Xiao Jiu up by herself.

That handful of grass was not enough for the big horse to chew, so he sniffed out his nostrils, scaring Xiao Jiu into Guihua's arms, "Is the horse angry?"

With the sound of a baby's voice, Osmanthus was not sure if it was her child, so she could only turn over her clothes to see if there was a birthmark on her buttocks.

(End of this chapter)