Transmigration: Rural Sweet Wife

Seeing Qian's being fooled by herself, song qiuer is really sweating. She knows that song Baoer must have seen something, but she is pulled away by the brainless Qian.

Song qiuer slowly smoothes the herbs on the roof. Amu is so big that he delivers them at the bottom. It's quiet for a while. After the herbs are dried, song qiuer is still worried. So he asks amu to take some straw and mix it in the herbs himself.

From a distance, it looks like straw. Only song qiuer knows where the herbs are. She claps her hands, jumps off the roof and walks into the woodshed.

He takes out the Ganoderma lucidum from his pocket. Song qiuer is afraid that song bao'er will take it away directly when he sees it. He thinks about it for a long time, but he plans to put it on a piece of wasteland behind the Chaifang to dry. It's secret there. Qian and song bao'er will not go there.

She broke off a piece of Ganoderma lucidum petal, wiped the dirt on it, cut it into small pieces with a knife, then ran to the kitchen to carry two bowls of coarse rice porridge and a dish of vegetables, and put the Ganoderma lucidum in two bowls separately. One bowl was given to amu, and the other one was reserved for her to drink. But without taking two mouthfuls, she saw amu finished the porridge and looked at her bowl eagerly.

Song qiuer was stunned by his eyes and took another drink. Then he handed it to amu. Amu took it and hesitated to take a look at her: "aren't you hungry?"

"I've had enough of that oil cake just now. Drink it. I'll go out and rummage through the herbs." Song qiuer shakes his head and signals that amu drinks quickly, then goes out.

At this time is noon, early in the morning into the mountain, a cake naturally not top full, but amu people tall, she only make a bowl of porridge, it is indeed not thoughtful of her.

Song qiuer climbed up to the roof and turned over the herbs and covered his stomach.

After a few days, the weather was warm, and the herbs and Ganoderma lucidum dried up. A drug dealer came to the village to buy Herbs. He saw that song qiuer was trying to bargain, but song qiuer stopped him outside. Song qiuer asked him the address of the town. The next morning, before the chicken crowed, he wrapped the herbs in a package and went into the city.

Following his memory, he came to the town. At this time, it was dawn. After a long time, some merchants set up stalls to sell their goods. Song qiuer went into the drugstore and listed the herbs on the table. He held his head and looked naive: "this is what I picked these days. It's fresh. The shopkeeper will show me a price."

The shopkeeper raised his eyes and looked at Song qiuer. Xu felt that she was too young. He glanced at the herbs on the table and said with disdain, "five Liang."

"Five liang?" The corner of song qiuer's mouth curved subtly, and he picked up a plant of Astragalus membranaceus: "the whole Astragalus membranaceus is pure yellow, and its texture is compact. A taste of it is slightly sweet. It's the best Astragalus membranaceus. Does the shopkeeper think I don't know the goods?"

After a pause, she threw the astragalus root back on the table, and her eyes flowed: "if you sincerely take me away, I will be satisfied with the price. I have better one, but don't play tricks on me."

Song qiuer kicks on the wooden stool beside him. The stool flies against the wall and falls apart.

There is an uproar around. It's hard to find a person who can learn martial arts in this town. Song qiuer frightens him. The shopkeeper even comes forward and talks about the great Xia.

Song qiuer kept calm on her face, but in fact she was already grinning with pain in her heart. She dropped her eyes and said nothing. The shopkeeper was terrified. He picked up the herbs on the table and looked at them carefully. Then he said cautiously: "girl, I can give you thirty Liang to collect all these herbs."

Seeing that song qiuer didn't say anything, he thought he was not satisfied. He added: "I've got this price for old and familiar talents. I see that you have a good quality. If you want to buy it, it's only 30 Liang."

Thirty Liang is enough for a family to live for ten years. The boys around hiss. Song qiuer glances at the shopkeeper's real price, so Shi Shi ran nods and reaches out his hand. The shopkeeper doesn't dare to neglect him. He gives song qiuer thirty Liang silver tickets and orders his men to clean up the medicine materials.

Song qiuer didn't move. He stretched his hand to the small cloth pocket on his waist. The shopkeeper looked down and saw that it was a jade plate. He waved to his apprentice to go down first, then closed the door of the medicine shop and rubbed his hands: "what else are you going to sell me, girl?"

With a slap, song qiuer stands up and pours out all the things in his pocket. It's all dried Ganoderma lucidum. It looks very good. The shopkeeper knows the goods. He is surprised and holds up: "how old is this Ganoderma lucidum, how much does the girl want?"

"It's up to you." Song qiuer has no bottom in his heart, and his face is especially deep.

The shopkeeper pondered for a while, could not feel song qiuer's attitude, then opened five fingers: "Fifty Liang."

Fifty Liang, worth the table of herbs, song qiuer heart joy, but still light price: "seventy."

Maybe he was surprised by song qiuer's big mouth. The shopkeeper slowed down for a while and said carefully, "girl, sixty Liang, our shop can give you the highest. No matter how high it is, you can only find another one."

"OK." Song qiuer put down the two Ganoderma lucidum, picked up a small cloth bag, loaded the silver on the table, and then loaded the new silver ticket and cash from the shopkeeper, and went out of the drugstore.