The Little Lucky Girl

The county magistrate and his wife were both surprised and murmured, "You are very generous this time."

Mrs. Tao couldn't help but touch her forehead and said, "You don't have a fever either."

"This recipe is quite valuable. Are you really willing to part with it? Have you calculated how much money you will lose?"

"Please don't ask." Ming Youyou said with a bitter face, "Forget it, it's not comfortable to earn money like that."

She scratched her head and told the story of the young man driving the rickshaw. "There are many, many places and many, many people. If everyone can drink it, maybe they won't get heatstroke and make their families worry."

Magistrate Tao was immediately moved. "Good, good, you are a kind-hearted child. I will report it to the court and ask for your commendation."

Ming Youyou was surprised, "Can you still ask for credit? Is there any reward?"

Mrs. Tao smiled and said, "Now I remember the money, but even if I have it, it won't be much."

Most of those who presented treasures and secret recipes to the imperial court did so for fame.

Ming Youyou chuckled, "It's not like we can't make money."

She said, "It's quite troublesome to make this herbal tea. There are seven steps, especially identifying the herbs and weighing them. Even if you know the recipe, an amateur may not be able to make it."

Magistrate Tao raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why, you want to make a fuss about this step?"

"Yes, yes. Since we want this herbal tea to be safe, why not just do it to the end? We can make the herbs into medicine bags, so that when people want to drink it, they just need to boil it."

Mrs. Tao's eyes lit up, "Then our Jinxiufang will have another business."

"That's right." Ming Youyou patted her forehead and said, she was only thinking about the doorstep, "This way we can sell it to the grassland and Daqi Daliang."

She blinked and said, "If the medicine packs sell well, more herbs will be needed."

Magistrate Tao narrowed his eyes at her and asked, "So you're thinking of this again?"

Ming Youyou smiled and nodded, "Sir, you are really amazing. It turns out that nothing can be hidden from you."

Her father once said that when doing business, you can't just think about the things in the store, you have to think about everything.

"Can our village provide the herbs?" she said flatteringly. "Don't worry, my grandfather is here. He will definitely check the herbs carefully."

"Your home is in...Dafeng Village?" County Magistrate Tao thought for a moment.

"Yes, yes," Ming Youyou nodded vigorously, "The herbs I use at home are all found by people in my village. They are also very good at growing herbs."

"Okay, I understand." Magistrate Tao agreed.

Ming Youyou had a free lunch at the county magistrate's house. When he was about to leave after eating and drinking, he suddenly thought of something and said, "By the way, sir, can I give the herbal tea a name?"

Magistrate Tao was delighted and asked, "Another two hundred coins?"

"No, I'll give it to you for free this time." She said generously, "As long as everyone who drinks herbal tea knows the name in the future, that's enough."

The county magistrate and his wife smiled as they saw Ming Youyou out. As they watched her skipping away, Mrs. Tao asked, "Do you think everything this child said today was all her own idea?"

Magistrate Tao stroked his beard and said, "It should be someone close to her who suggested it, and the child also thought about it carefully before speaking out."

Thinking of the reports sent to him in recent days, he pondered: "The Guangdong and Guangxi regions have been experiencing a continuous scorching heat wave, and it is said that many people have shown signs of heat stroke. The timing of proposing this prescription is just right. If it works well, perhaps we can even get a plaque of merit."

He sighed softly, "But since that person doesn't want the credit, let's find some benefits for the kid."

Ming Youyou has short legs and walks slowly, so the county government office is still within the scanning range, and the system heard the conversation between the county magistrate and his wife.

After some analysis, it felt that even if the county magistrate had some doubts, he would at most think that it was her grandfather who taught her behind the scenes.

The system looked at the carefree host, blinked silently, and decided not to tell her.

It was Ming Youyou who spoke to it first, "Contact Grandma Yao and tell her that Dayu's herbal tea will be called Guang'an herbal tea from now on. Maybe she will be happier."

Old Yao didn't expect that the child would remember everything she said casually, and she didn't expect that the child would feel the emotions that she herself didn't even notice.

Guang'an Herbal Tea was developed by her ancestors, and the name was given in the hope that more people could be safe.

At that time, because many people suffered from heatstroke in various places, the ancestor wanted to publish the recipe, but due to the strong obstruction of his family, it ended up in nothing.

The ancestor was very depressed and specially wrote this incident into the family tree so that future generations would remember it and not ignore the greater good for personal gain.

Now, through this child, herbal tea is spread in a time and space similar to where the ancestors lived. This can be considered a kind of comfort to the ancestors.

Mr. Yao felt warm in his heart and thought that this was truly a unique fate.

After thinking for a while, she turned on her computer and sent a message to her friends:

"I have decided to accept the invitation to move into the institute. I suggest you go and take a look. You may find some surprises."

The roadside tea stall business in Xiaguan Village has been running for some time, and everyone has gradually figured out some tricks.

On market days, more people would travel on the official roads, and their business would naturally be better.

On days when there are not many people, they don't have to go out every family. Several families can just pool their goods together and find the most eloquent person to set up the stall. The others can be busy with other things.

Seeing that everyone's hearts had gradually calmed down, Village Chief Guo calculated the weather and announced that the villagers would go to the fields together in two days to start planting the second crop of rice.

When Zheng Huan and his friends met, they discussed, "Should we continue farming?"

Feng Xu thought about the bruises on his shoulders, the scratches on his legs, and the blisters on his hands, and couldn't help shivering.

He whispered, "It seems that the money we earn from copying books is enough for our daily expenses now."

Lu Tai also felt that farming was really hard work, but he was not sure what Zheng Huan meant, so he did not say anything.

Zheng Huan looked at the fields in the distance and said softly, "Don't you think it's very joyful to see the rice seedlings you planted grow little by little?"

Lu Taifengxu understood.

Feng Xu grumbled miserably, "It really hurts to see the blisters on my hands grow bigger and bigger."

Lu Tai pushed him and said, "Farming has its own benefits. Don't forget that we still need to save money."

So the three of them made the "happy" decision.

After Ming Youyou went to check on her mosquito repellent grass and had some fun with her friends, she came back and saw three people repairing their tools in the yard.

Only then did she remember that she had not yet finished making her curved plow.

She hurried to the county government office, grabbed Magistrate Tao's sleeve and panted, "Sir, where are my things?"