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

The heat from the sun on my body was becoming more and more scorching.

It makes people's hearts become restless.

Even the wind blowing from the river was annoying.

"It's back, it's back! The ox cart is back!"

"There's another carriage catching up with us! It's the Jin family's carriage!"

The young man's rough and unpleasant voice sounded in the sky, causing the anxious villagers to jump up and be overjoyed.

"Is he really back? Where is he? Why can't I see him?" The anxious man ran towards the stone bridge, holding his straw hat over his eyes and looking up.

"He's really back! I saw the old doctor from Sifang Pharmacy. He deliberately drove his ox cart to the middle of the road to prevent the horse-drawn carriage behind him from passing!"

"..." A villager looked up after realizing what was happening, then clapped his hands and laughed, "Good boy! Xiao Qi, I was wondering why you were so sharp-eyed, it turns out you climbed up the tree!"

When the other villagers looked, they saw that the boy was hanging on the bitter jujube tree at the end of the bridge, as nimble as a monkey, “…Hahahaha!”

Xu Xiaoqi came down from the tree with a flushed face, scratching his head and trouser legs uncomfortably.

His voice is changing and it sounds very unpleasant, so he tries not to speak unless possible.

I was really anxious this time, otherwise how could I climb up the tree and talk so much at the top of my voice?

Knowing that the ox cart had returned and the Jin family's horse-drawn carriage had also arrived, everyone's anxiety disappeared and was replaced by deep joy.

Soon, ox carts and horse carriages appeared at the end of everyone's sight and slowly approached.

Even from a distance, I could hear the old doctor's unhappy curses.

Old Doctor Fang drove the ox cart himself, and he did not give way to the side, occupying the middle of the road and not letting the horse-drawn carriages behind him pass.

"...Do you have a dog's nose? Come here when you smell something!"

"Even if you are wealthy, you can't bully others! Everything should be based on first come first served!"

"I got here first. Even if your carriage runs fast, you have to wait in line behind me!"

Lin Jiang sat on the truck bed and silently covered his face with a straw hat. It was polite to stay out of such a situation.

Jin Qian came and rolled up the curtain, and sat in the carriage as calm as a dog. Despite the old doctor's scolding and sarcasm, he remained motionless as a mountain.

Even able to smile.

He just caught up.

We are almost at the village, so it’s okay not to overtake.

After all, this time, the Baixiangcao must belong to his Jin family.

On the other side of the river, in the sunshine, there are simple smiling faces and pairs of eyes full of longing.

The ox cart stopped, Lin Jiang jumped off and stood with the villagers, "Old doctor, Brother Jin, this is all the village's medicinal land, you can come down and take a look, the quality of the Hundred-Angle Grass is no worse than that in my field."

"It's almost there, it's almost there! The herbs in Dashan's field are old roots and seedlings, and the medicinal flavor and fragrance are stronger than ours! That's the only difference, everything else is fine!" Li Fugui answered immediately, and nodded vigorously after he finished speaking.

Big guy, "..."

"Pfft!"

"Hahahaha!"

"How could the old doctor not know about this fool? Why did you insist on saying something to ruin Jiang'er's career?"

There was no annoyance or grudge in their laughter.

Mr. Fang and Qian Jinlai couldn't help laughing.

"As long as the Hundred-Angled Grass can be grown, its medicinal effect will not be bad." The old doctor stood in front, looking at the vast expanse of green, with a smile in his eyes, "The medicinal smell of the Lin family's land is stronger, and it is more suitable for medicine. The land in this area can be used as medicine or tea."

Jinqian leaned over and picked a leaf of the herb, chewing it directly in his mouth, savoring its unique sweetness. He joked, "In a few months or half a year, what grows in your fields will also be old roots."

Passing by the villagers' joyful, excited and expectant eyes, he smiled again, "Everyone has worked hard to plant this medicinal field, just waiting for the harvest today. I won't let you wait anxiously. I will pick it today. After Mr. Fang finishes harvesting, I will take away all the remaining ones. The transportation team will arrive this afternoon! The price is the same as Lin's!"

Mr. Fang, "Thirty-five cents a pound!"

There was a brief silence.

A moment.

"Ahhh! I have two acres of land! I'll go back and ask people to pick it!"

"How many kilograms of fruit could Dashan harvest from one mu of land in the past? Quick, help me calculate. How many kilograms can I harvest from my two mu and three fen of land?"

"Forget about it, it's all a hassle! Anyway, the money for your kid to go to school must have been earned! Hurry up and call the family to pick them! The convoy will arrive this afternoon! Selling by the pound, how can you be less?"

On the riverside, cheers and joy shook the sky.

People three miles away can hear it.

The summer cicadas chirping in the trees were frightened and shut up.

Yuxi Village was almost boiling at noon.

Ladies, old women, old men and children from every household all came to work busily.

People who were used to doing rough labor were very careful when picking herbs. Every handful of herbs in their hands was worth a penny or even more, and no one was willing to drop these coins on the ground and get them dirty or stepped on.

Even young children know how to cherish the fruits of labor and be considerate of the hard work of their elders.

"Mother, look, this is a small basket of fruits I picked. None of them are damaged! Isn't Bao'er very capable?"

"Yes, yes, I may have done it. After I sell the herbs, I will make you new shoes!"

"I can do it, too! Grandpa, Dad! Watch me, I'll pick half a basket for you guys in a minute!"

"You little bastard, we'd be laughing if you weren't flapping crickets in the herb garden!"

"Leave two baskets for me! I'll pick up my tuition fee myself! Look at the power of Wang Xiaoniu!"

Wang Xiaoniu was kicked by his own mother and fell to the edge of the field. "What a bullshit! You are so awesome! I'll rub your skin first if you step on the herbs! Get out of the way and don't block the field! We are working here!"

There is laughter everywhere in the medicinal field.

On the other side of the Yu Shui River, more and more people gathered to watch the excitement.

They all came from the surrounding villages after hearing the noise.

If it's something else, just listen to it and forget it.

But the great news of the harvest of the herb in Yuxi Village was unsettling if I didn't come and see it with my own eyes.

At this time, Old Fang and Jin Qianlai were already sitting in the main hall of the Lin family, drinking fresh, steaming Baixiang tea.

All the young people in the family went to pick angelica sinensis, so Mrs. Lin and her husband took care of the house with the children.

"Sister, do you use the herbaceous herb grown in the yard to make Baixiang tea at home?" The taste of the tea when it goes down your throat is several times more potent than the one made in the pharmacy; the old doctor can taste it just by drinking the wine.

Mrs. Lin smiled and said, "Yes, the Hundred-Angle Grass was first planted in the yard at home, and then the medicinal seedlings were transplanted to the field. As for the old piles, these in the yard are the first batch."

"No wonder." The old doctor felt regretful. It was a pity that the herbs in the yard were kept for the family and not sold outside, otherwise he would have bought them all.

Money makes people smart, so how can they not see that it’s a pity for the old doctor?

"Don't be too greedy, Mr. Fang. You harvested all the herbs from the Dashan family's herbal garden and didn't give me any, and I didn't fight with you for it."

"How can they be the same? You collect them to make tea, and I collect them to treat people's illnesses as medicine. Of course, the stronger the herb's medicinal power, the better. If you want to talk about these, why don't you talk about the selling price? I sell the medicinal herbs for ordinary people and make a few cents. How much do you sell an ounce of tea for? Come on, tell me."

"Then let's talk about something else." Jin Qianlai smiled and changed the subject, looking at the two elders of the Lin family, "Now the whole village of Yuxi is planting Baixiangcao. When everyone has extra money, they will definitely buy land to expand the planting. By then, the monthly output in the village will increase. I am in the capital, which is far away from here. It is inconvenient to carry it back and forth every time, so I have discussed with my father and have new ideas and plans. Uncle Lin, Aunt Lin, I want you to help me consult and see if it is feasible?"