The little Fubao in the deserted village made all the dignitaries in the court go crazy with envy

Jin Duobao had no idea what his father was thinking, nor did he know that his father did not leave him any money for food.

After his mood improved, he followed the three kids from the Lin family to catch crickets.

He fluttered around in the afternoon and came back covered in mud, dirtier than a tabby cat that had rolled on the field.

There were several large basins and wooden barrels in the Lin family's yard. The water in them had been exposed to the sun for most of the day and was warm, just enough for the kids to wash themselves clean.

It was the first time for Jin Duobao to see hot water coming out in this way.

Are rural families so poor that they even have to save firewood for boiling water?

While it was still daylight, the farmers set up a table in the yard and put food on it. This became the dinner table.

Adults and children sat around the table, with a bowl of porridge, a plate of fried scallion pancakes that were golden brown on both sides, a plate of homemade pickled radish, a small basket of soft coarse flour buns, and a bowl of sweet potato leaves mixed with minced garlic...

The meal was very simple, but the whole family was smiling.

"The porridge is cooked by my mother, it's delicious! The bread is baked by my aunt, it's delicious! The dried radishes are pickled by my grandma, they're really delicious! The vegetables are grown by my family, they're especially delicious!" The beautiful baby boasted after taking a bite of the food.

The adults couldn't help laughing.

Jin Duobao looked at the people who were eating with relish, then holding the bowl of porridge, he tentatively reached out his chopsticks towards the dishes on the table.

As the dish took a bite, the little eyes gradually widened and lit up.

Dried radish...it tastes sour, salty and crisp, and goes really well with porridge of moderate thickness!

Sweet potato leaves... Bai Xiang was not exaggerating, they were very refreshing, tender and fresh, and mixed with minced garlic, they tasted better than what his chef at home cooked!

There are also steamed buns and flatbreads. In the Jin family, these things are not allowed to be on their dinner table.

But today, I don’t know what happened, he just ate it and swallowed it, and thought it tasted pretty good.

"Is it delicious?" The old woman next to him said gently with a smile, "Eat slowly, there is no rush. There is still porridge in the kitchen. Add more when you are done."

Zhang Cui'e was straightforward. Seeing the young master eating so happily, she laughed heartily, "I was worried that the young master might not be able to get used to these things at home, but I didn't expect him to eat so happily and not get angry. Hahaha!"

Jin Duobao paused and said sullenly, "It was my father who left me here. If I want to get angry, I will get angry with him. You did nothing wrong. You took me in and cooked for me. Although the food is not very good, you eat this too. I won't get angry with you."

He is not that ignorant, it is his father who always thinks he is ignorant.

The little boy’s words surprised the Lin family.

Lin Erhe picked up a piece of fragrant bread and put it in the little boy's bowl, saying in a cheerful voice, "Come, eat! Although our countryside is far from being as prosperous as the capital, you must have never tried eating like this, right? Turning your head, you can see the red sunset, the beautiful clouds in the sky, the cool breeze blowing from the mountains... Look, you can even hear the quacking of frogs, isn't it quite fresh?"

Bai Xiang quickly swallowed the pancake in his mouth and said generously, "Don't eat too much, save some space, I'll take you to Brother Changqing's place later, the food there is so delicious!"

Upon hearing this, the Lin family could only laugh helplessly.

Their family enjoyed good food with the nobleman from the right house for a few days, and then they refused the nobleman's kindness in sharing more food.

People who give once, twice or three times are generous.

They can't be so arrogant and keep taking things. They need to know their limits.

The only exceptions were the three little kids. Young Master Yan would ask them to eat with him for three meals a day. Sometimes the adults felt embarrassed to stop the kids, and Madam Du would come over specially to invite them.

After a while, the Lin family simply stopped restricting the children.

The sun sank below the horizon and the moon rose slowly from the horizon.

After dinner, the Lin family sat in the yard to enjoy the cool air and chat with the villagers who came to visit.

Yu Heng put away the two silver needles that were inserted into Lin Jiang's wrist. "The joints and tendons were injured at the time. The person who did it was quite knowledgeable. If the medical skills were not good enough, it would be difficult to cure."

Seeing the nervous expressions of the Lin family, he smiled again, "Don't be nervous, my medical skills are just not bad, I can cure it well."

This one sentence made everyone, who were on edge, laugh.

"Your family's Baixiang Tea is truly magical. My master, cough, even if he hadn't met me, if he had continued to drink Baixiang Tea, Lin Jiang's wrist injury would have healed. It just would have taken a longer time." Yu Heng added.

Good things are good things, and honest people don’t try to deceive honest people.

"Doctor Yu, we only know that Baixiang tea can refresh the mind, relieve fatigue, stop bleeding and relieve pain. From what you said, Baixiang tea has other effects?" Mrs. Li has a loud voice and is impatient. Now she is determined to grow Baixiang grass so that her family can live a good life, and she is particularly concerned about Baixiang grass.

Not only her, but other villagers as well.

Everyone's attention was immediately focused on Yu Heng.

This is the Yan family's accompanying doctor, who comes from a big city. To be able to serve as an accompanying doctor for a wealthy family, his medical skills must be extremely good.

So the villagers would not doubt what he said at all.

"There are many of you who drink Baixiang Tea regularly, right? Don't you feel any difference? Do you sleep better, eat better, feel more energetic, and have fewer minor illnesses and pains?"

"..."

The villagers looked at each other.

As they looked at each other, the excitement in their hearts grew stronger and stronger, like a stone hitting the lake, creating ripples.

If no one says it, you won't care. But if someone says it, it will suddenly wake you up from your dream.

People in the countryside work all day long, going up the mountains and down the fields, day after day, year after year. How could they not have some minor illnesses?

I often have stomach pain.

Some people suffer from chronic cold legs.

I keep coughing when the weather changes.

Especially women who have given birth suffer more physical discomfort.

It’s just that farmers are poor, and they are reluctant to spend money on medical treatment unless it is absolutely necessary. As long as the illness is not life-threatening, they would choose to endure it.

Now that Dr. Yu has said this, all the things that had been ignored have come to light.

Ever since the Lin family planted the Baixiang grass, they have been drinking the Lin family's Baixiang tea for a lot, especially during the half month of building a house for the nobleman, the Lin family made tea for everyone every day.

"Uncle, when we used to meet and chat, you would cough after just a few words. It seems you haven't coughed recently?"

"My father suffered from chronic cold legs when he was young. He would feel very uncomfortable when he got a little cold. He had to cover his legs with something when he went to bed on a hot night... Don't mention it, I haven't seen him pounding his legs recently!"

Even Li Sulan was stunned by what Doctor Yu said, and her hand unconsciously pressed on her abdomen.

When she thought about it now, she couldn't remember when the dull pain in her lower abdomen that had lasted for years disappeared. She only knew that it was after her daughter came home.

Mrs. Li over there had already clapped her hands on her thighs, overjoyed. "Oh my god! Is our Hundred-Angled Grass a magical herb? How can it be so magical? There will be no problem selling it. As long as it is grown, there will be no problem selling it!"

Their family, no, their village! They are destined to become rich!