Transmigration: Rural Sweet Wife

Song qiuer finds out that amu doesn't seem to have won the fight intact. The place he covers is flat, and obviously he has been hit.

"Does it hurt?" Song qiuer asks eagerly, head this place is too dangerous, the matter can be big or small.

A mu nodded, then shook his head and said to song qiuer, "it doesn't hurt where I hit, it hurts in my head."

Pain in the head?

Song qiuer carefully examined a Mu's head, roughly judged that it was not a concussion, and then suddenly thought that since he was injured and amnesia, would he begin to recover his memory this time?

If so, maybe Mu's memory can be stimulated by acupuncture to remind him of his life experience.

Thinking of this, song qiuer is a little excited for a moment. She wants to have a silver needle on hand to give Mu acupuncture. But she is in Song's home. Let alone the silver needle, she can't even see a piece of silver wire.

Two people sitting in situ breathing, song qiuer thought of excited place, picked up a grass beside: "let's go down the mountain."

"Down the mountain?" "A mu doubts to ask a way," isn't to still collect to finish

Song qiuer waved his hand: "it doesn't matter..."

At this time, she suddenly saw the grass she had just picked up, and said happily, "it seems that happiness and misfortune depend on each other. It's true that I can see this when I encounter this unfortunate thing."

"What is this?" Mu looked at a grass in Song qiuer's hand and asked.

"Three white grass." Song qiuer happily looks at his body and picks up the rest of a small cluster of Sanbai grass. "Sanbai grass has a wonderful effect on keeping a woman's face. It's ground into powder and soaked in water. After three days, it will turn white from inside out, so it's called Sanbai grass."

For every woman, it's impossible to ignore her appearance. It doesn't matter that song qiuer didn't pick any herbal medicine even if she could pick three white herbs.

After going down the mountain, song qiuer made the herbs into antipruritic medicine overnight, and then wrote down the antipruritic formula carefully.

The next day, song qiuer quietly took antipruritic medicine and formula to the town and went straight to the drugstore where Ganoderma lucidum was sold last time.

"Girl, here you are again." The shopkeeper welcomed song qiuer with a smile, "what medicine did you bring to sell this time? The Ganoderma lucidum you brought last time sold at a sky high price. What if I gave you twice as much as last time? "

The drugstore manager is honest. He not only tells song qiuer that the Ganoderma lucidum sold well last time, but also pays song qiuer double the price, which shows that he is a loyal man.

It is because the bid is still normal that song qiuer comes to the drugstore for the second time. But this time, song qiuer waves his hand: "this time, I don't want to sell any medicine. I have a prescription here. Are you interested in it

"Prescription?" As soon as the shopkeeper heard that song qiuer wanted to sell the prescription, the smile on his face faded a lot, and he said, "what prescription?"

Looking at the shopkeeper's appearance, song qiuer knows that she has no interest in her own prescription. There's no way. People in this era can't realize the benefits of selling patent medicine.

Song qiuer said patiently, "this is a prescription for relieving itching. Now that mosquitoes bite seriously in summer, many people will want to buy this medicine to prepare at home. Moreover, this medicine has a wonderful effect on itching."

The shopkeeper saw song qiuer's serious introduction, but it was not easy to interrupt. He only said to song qiuer, "how much silver are you going to sell this prescription?"

"Three hundred Liang." Song qiuer said seriously.

"What?" The shopkeeper frowned at Song qiuer and said, "what kind of prescription do you want? I don't know if it's useful."

Song qiuer handed the prescription to the shopkeeper: "look at the prescription, and then it's not too late to decide."

The shopkeeper took song qiuer's prescription, opened it, looked at it, hesitated and said, "your medicine is cheap. How much can you sell it even if it comes out? It's too dark for you to offer three hundred Liang. "

"Think about it, shopkeeper. This prescription is your only one. Even if someone else buys it, they can't match it. Are you afraid that you can't sell it back?"

Song qiuer said to the shopkeeper, just as he wanted to persuade him again, a man rushed in and said, "doctor, doctor, come and have a look!"

"What's the matter?" The shopkeeper met the man and asked, "but what's wrong?"

"I itch all over!" The man, with a scorched face, pulled the shopkeeper and said, "help me to cure quickly!"

The shopkeeper said helplessly: "what can I do with itching? Can I just scratch it?"

When the man heard the manager's words, he immediately became angry: "scratch? If scratch can scratch well, what can I do with you? "

Said, the man next to the servant quickly to the shopkeeper way: "doctor, you help my master see it, master from last night began to do not know what bit, scratched a night Leng is not even sleep, if so itching, this day can not live."

It's like a toothache. It's nothing serious. It's killing me.

The shopkeeper's face was ugly, but he heard a clear female voice over there saying: "if the master doesn't mind, don't you try my medicine?"

People look up, a little girl smilingly holding a small bottle in her hand, looking at this direction, it is song qiuer.

"What is this?" The man asked.

Song qiuer said: "this is antipruritic medicine. As long as it is applied to the itchy place, it will stop itching for a moment."

"What are you waiting for? Bring it to me to have a try!" The man angrily way, the servant quickly took the medicine bottle in Song qiuer's hand, carefully painted on the man.

The shopkeeper can't even say a word to stop him. If something happens to the medicine, he can't afford it!

With the servants on the body, the man's face more and more ugly, even once began to bite his teeth looking at Song qiuer!

Everyone in the drugstore was sweating in fear that something might happen to the man. Only song qiuer looked at the man with a relaxed face and didn't seem to worry about anything at all.

"Is this medicine so magical?" The drugstore boy said contemptuously, "the medicine sold by a country girl can have any miraculous effect. Fortunately, it's for external use. If something happens to the medicine taken orally, it depends on what you do."

Song qiuer recognized that the drug boy was in the drugstore last time, and her age was similar to her. She must have been very jealous when she sold ninety taels of silver last time. This time, she finally found a chance to say it.

"Ah The man suddenly yelled, startled everyone. Even the servants who applied the medicine to him began to tremble. Looking at the man's face full of pain, he stood up and walked to song qiuer step by step.