Traveling through troubled times to escape famine and cultivate crops as a grain merchant

The adults all sighed and said that the child was just great.

She recovered, but the others did not recover as quickly.

Especially a few seriously injured ones, who started to have fevers and no medicine could reduce them. They even started talking nonsense and gradually could not be woken up. Everyone was at a loss and their family members cried day and night.

Zhou Guo was thinking about the dried wild vegetables he had dug up on the cart. Although they were vegetables, they were also medicine.

She tried her best to recall the medicinal uses of some wild vegetables and picked out two or three. She didn't dare use more than the others because their medicinal properties were complicated and she didn't understand them. She couldn't afford to compensate if someone got hurt after eating them.

He boiled a large pot of medicine and sent it to the person, but he had to say in advance, "Fifth Grandma, this medicine is made from wild vegetables. You know I'm young, so I'm not sure if it will work. It might make the person even worse after taking it..."

Before she could finish her words, someone grabbed the medicine from her and helped her pour it into her. The woman wiped her tears and said, "Why do you care so much? She's dying. If she keeps on burning like this, she'll die sooner or later. We might as well try our best. Guoguo, I thank you on behalf of your fifth grandfather. You at least gave us some hope. Otherwise, we would just have to wait to die."

Several people who were seriously injured and had high fevers were fed medicine without saying a word and waited quietly. Zhou Guo looked at the others whose injuries were not so serious. When they saw her bringing a pot of medicine, they couldn't help but hide back. They didn't have a high fever and didn't want to drink this stuff.

Huang saw her walking around with a pot of medicine in the crowd and frowned in worry. "This girl is really brave. It's fine if these people get better, but if they get sick, how can we bear the responsibility? These are not cats and dogs, they are living lives! If they ask us for compensation, what can we give them?"

Zhou Da Cang, who was sitting idly by the side, heard this and said, "Mom, you think too much. Look, those people have had a fever for two days, and the high fever has not subsided. There is no doctor, and their spirits are getting worse day by day. They are confused and unconscious due to the fever. There is no way to help them. Although Guoguo's method may not work, it at least gives people some hope. If they get better, isn't it a great merit?"

"Yes, this girl is not a reckless person, she is just kind-hearted and cannot bear to see people suffer the pain of separation between Yin and Yang." An old man's voice sounded.

Huang and his friends looked at them and felt accustomed to it. This group of people had been following them every day in the past few days. They didn't know if it was a coincidence. At the beginning, everyone was nervous and alert, but later they saw that the other party did not make any moves. The old, weak, women and children in the team talked and talked with the same people from the village as them.

After asking carefully, it turned out that the people were from the neighboring county. The two counties are only a day's walk away, so it's not far. It was like meeting a fellow villager, and they felt very close. The two teams walked together.

Huang and the others were silent upon hearing this. Yes, when a person dies, everything is gone. Their own family had also suffered such pain. That girl had always been a person with many ideas. How could they just watch someone die of illness?

The old man with gray beard looked at Zhou Guo who was busy, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

No one knew whether the medicine was effective or not. Of the eight seriously injured, the fever of two subsided that night, and the fever of the other two subsided the next day. The remaining four, with the most serious injuries, did not survive and eventually passed away. Their family members cried their hearts out. They all had elderly parents and young children to take care of, and their death left these orphans and widows without anyone to rely on.

Everyone present was moved.

They chose a piece of land to bury a few people. Eight of them died in this unexpected disaster.

Zhou Guo felt helpless. He had only been out for a few days, but he had been burying people along the way. In troubled times, people's lives seemed like those of ants. They were in danger of dying every day and had no food to eat. Ordinary people like them didn't even have a way to ask for help and could only fend for themselves.

Fortunately, the rest of the people who were slightly injured were fine and would be fine after a few days of rest. Those who were slightly more seriously injured were kindly taken care of by their family members, for fear that they would catch a fever by accident. As for those who were seriously injured and needed to recover from the fever, their family members treated them like babies, and if they were not taken care of properly, someone would die.

Several people lived and died. Only God knows whether Zhou Guo's medicine was effective or not. But the few families who survived were extremely grateful. They firmly believed that it was Zhou Guo's medicine that got them better, otherwise the fever would have gone away so quickly, even though they had been having a fever for several days.

As for the families where people died, no one said anything, because they suffered the most serious injuries. Among them, my cousin who was stabbed in the chest did not survive and died.

Zhou Guo was very depressed. What kind of world was this? To relieve his boredom, he went back to his old business and took Zhou Suli and Zhou Tao to dig wild vegetables and grass roots along the way.

One day, she was digging vegetable roots when she suddenly found a drumstick root under a rock in front of her that was so big that a person could hug it. She went up to dig, but the roots were deep inside the rock and could not be dug out.

She looked at the big, annoying rock and prepared to move it with great effort, so she put her left hand on it and pushed it forward.

…The big rock rolled forward a long distance, like a basketball.

She looked down at her hands in surprise, then looked at the big rock more than ten feet ahead. Was her strength increasing again?

I fought hard in that battle last time and was injured. I have to eat more every day, and my strength has gradually increased. Before, I didn’t eat enough every day, so my strength didn’t increase much.

She looked at her hands and thought to herself, if she could eat a full meal every day, wouldn't her strength increase dramatically? How strong could it be? She suddenly became curious.

After digging half a basket of grass roots, the few people returned to the camp.

As we went forward, the number of disaster victims gradually increased. After experiencing so many dangerous situations along the way, everyone was scared, like a frightened bird. They were afraid of people and feared that they would be robbed again.

There are more than 200 people in the village. Now they are all one family. They work together, push the cart together, and naturally eat together.

The food and water for the entire team were combined and taken out according to the number of people. No one complained, and no one shouted that their food had been given away for nothing and demanded it back. We were all grasshoppers in the same boat, and if the boat sank, we would all be doomed.

After gathering together, they realized that for a team of more than 200 people, this amount of food was really not enough. Most of the people in the team were teenagers, and it is said that teenagers can eat their parents into poverty, so any little bit of food was of no use at all.

The women in charge of grain had their hair turned white with worry. Whenever they had free time, they would ask everyone to carry baskets and go dig wild vegetables and grass roots. If no one was unwilling, they would also think of going to the mountains to scrape tree bark. Anyway, there were people who would eat tree bark at that time.

Most of the food on the train now is wheat, and each family also has a small amount of beans. Beans, which are usually despised, have become a hot commodity at this moment. They can be cooked in porridge with wheat, or fried and eaten a few grains when hungry on the road. They are rare delicacies and can change your taste.