Age: My Small World

Chapter 162: Pot
Jinshui Village.

At the door of Mr. Jin's house, Yang Jun sneaked here again.

Following the knock on the door, a childish voice sounded.

"Who is it? My grandfather is asleep."

It was Jin Ru, still as sensible as ever and not opening the door to strangers.

"Xiao Ru, it's me."

Yang Jun called out softly through the crack in the door.

"Oh!"

The little girl seemed a little surprised and hurried to help him open the door.

"Big brother, why are you here?"

Jin Ru was indeed very happy. Every time Yang Jun came, he would bring her candy. Moreover, her grandfather also said that he was a good person, so she had let down her guard against Yang Jun.

"I need to talk to Grandpa about something, but he's asleep."

As he spoke, he reached out and took out a handful of candy and put it in Jin Ru's hand.

"sugar!"

The little girl's eyes lit up.

But then she hesitated again.

"My grandfather said we shouldn't just take other people's things."

"Then it's the same if grandpa gives it to you later." Yang Jun admired the girl's cleverness and persistence.

He led Jin Ru to the inner room, then asked in confusion, "Grandpa, why didn't you get up after hearing the noise? Is he sleeping too soundly?"

"I don't know either. My grandfather has been sleeping for two days."

Jin Ru's innocent words shocked Yang Jun suddenly. No way?
Without thinking too much, I quickly pushed the door open and went in.

"Crench!"

Behind the door, Yang Jun's expression relaxed slightly.

On the kang, there was an old man with a pale face looking at Yang Jun, nodding with a forced smile.

"Young man, you're here."

Yang Jun sat down beside Mr. Jin's bed, and then found that the bed was very damp, and the outer layer was almost soaked. It was either because the house was leaking, or because the humidity was too heavy. Anyway, if people stayed here for a long time, they would definitely feel uncomfortable and it would be easier to get sick.

Looking more closely at the grandfather and granddaughter, he found that both were pale to varying degrees. He had previously thought that Jin Ru was born with fair skin, and with the little jacket she was wearing, he couldn't tell much.

"Grandpa, what's going on?"

Jin Sunwa tried to sit up, but failed.

He suppressed his fatigue and said, "I just caught a cold, it's nothing serious."

"A cold is no small matter. If it's serious, not only will it damage your body, but it will also be transmitted to Xiao Jinru. You old man, please don't force yourself to bear it."

Yang Jun's words also shocked the old man.

"What? Contagion?"

He quickly looked at his granddaughter and found that she was indeed a little weak, and he immediately became anxious.

Yang Jun held his arm and said, "Xiao Ru is fine. I'll take a look at her later. It's not a big problem. But you have to take good care of yourself, otherwise Xiao Ru will have no one to take care of her in the future."

Jin Ru seemed to realize something and pulled her grandfather's quilt: "Grandpa, get well soon."

"Okay, okay, I'll be there soon. Xiaoru, wait for me."

Then he sighed and said, "Young man, can I trouble you with something?"

"Just tell me what's the matter." Yang Jun didn't think it was that troublesome. This almost involved human life.

"I have a bag with some money in it. Could you help me find someone to go to the clinic and buy some medicine?"

At this moment, he showed a strong desire to survive.

Yang Jun suddenly laughed.

"Actually, there's no need to go through so much trouble. I have a secret recipe. I can try to make some Chinese medicine and give it to you to drink first. We'll see if it works. Anyway, it won't harm you."

"Okay, I'll drink it." Without hesitation, the old man agreed instantly.

This is easy to handle.

Under the pretext of preparing medicine, Yang Jun boiled some water in the house, then went to the door and picked some common nourishing herbs and put them in. That was it.

Of course, the most crucial thing is naturally the spiritual water that he secretly added into it.

I don't expect Mr. Jin to recover immediately, I just hope he is safe.

Next, Yang Jun still needs the old man's help with something.

"Thank you, young man." Jin Shunwa looked at the green bowl and drank it without taking a breath.

He thought it was bitter, but he tasted the sweetness of honey in his mouth, as if he was drinking sweet water.

After lying down for a long time, Yang Jun wanted to add some sugar to his food to replenish his strength.

The spiritual water also began to take effect slowly, and in just a short while, Mr. Jin felt much better.

During this process, Yang Jun also explained his purpose.

"Iron pot?"

Jin Shunwa was not surprised why he wanted an iron pot. After all, the situation in Jinshui Village was not much different from that in Fanjiazhuang. Everyone had started cooking again, so naturally they needed a large item like an iron pot.

He shook his still dizzy head and said, "One bite is fine, but if you want three bites, I'm afraid it will be a bit troublesome."

"Oh why?"

Yang Jun was a little confused.

He wanted three pots so that he could have one for his family and the other two for himself, so that he could have two stoves running at the same time.

"Iron is not easy to work with." The old man sighed.

"You know what happened a while ago. Where can I find so much iron for my own use? I saw some iron blocks in the mountains a while ago. I think they can be used to make pots, but they are not enough to make three pots."

"By the way, I'd also like you to help me pull the iron down, otherwise I can't do it."

His body no longer allowed him to work like this; it was too weak.

Somehow, after drinking the bowl of water prepared by the young man, I felt a lot better.

Although I didn't jump up immediately, my body didn't hurt after I supported myself.

"That's no problem. I wonder you have such an adventure."

Yang Jun was quite curious about where the old man had found the iron block, as this piece of iron would not be brought into the mountains casually.

After Jin Shunwa felt better, he got up immediately.

"Grandpa, get up." The little girl didn't know what it meant to be sick, she just knew that grandpa got up.

"Well, Grandpa got up and took Xiaoru out to play."

"How about you eat something first?"

Yang Jun was afraid that the grandfather and grandson would be hungry. After all, the old man had been sick for two days and probably didn't eat much.

I don’t know how Jin Ru got here.

"Then please wait a little longer. Let's have dinner together later."

Yang Jun pointed to the bag he brought and said, "There's some food in it. It's for the cost of making the iron pot. Can you check if it's enough? If not, I'll add more."

Inside the bag, there was a full fifty kilograms of cornmeal.

Corn costs 85 cents per pound, and cornmeal is even more expensive, at 12 cents.

In addition, there has been a shortage of food during this period, which has caused the price of food to rise a lot in private. Now the price in the dark market is as high as 1.5 cents.

In other words, the cornmeal Yang Jun brought was worth more than six yuan.

More importantly, there is no market for grain. The amount released by the grain station every day will be sold out very early, and those who are left without food can only try their luck in the dark market.

If you are lucky, you can buy more expensive food, but if you are unlucky, you will have to go home empty-handed.

In the village, they can only seek help from wild vegetables or wild fruits. In previous years, they could survive by borrowing food, but this year it is not possible.

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