Fu Huang: Husband, here is a ginseng

The people of Huojia Village stayed comfortably in the inn. After eating and drinking their fill, everyone slept peacefully.

The Huo family in the greenhouse were not so lucky. They arrived later, and the refugees excluded them and drove them into a corner.

Because it was night time, the porridge distribution time had long passed, and they could only huddle in a corner suffering from hunger.

The original owner’s grandmother and her family were also here. They arrived in Liangzhou the day before yesterday.

Along the way, I didn't see my daughter's family. I only heard that they might have been killed by bandits.

When she heard the news, Zhuang almost fainted.

Only with the comfort of her son and daughter-in-law and the coaxing of her grandchildren did she come out of her grief.

"Mom, it's raining now. When the rain stops, should we return to Banpo Village or continue to flee from the famine?"

Sun Fusheng asked his mother beside him.

My mother must have worked hard on this journey fleeing from famine and wandering around.

Although there were ox carts, there were often bandits and local robbers, as well as refugees who were eyeing them covetously. It took them 81 trials and tribulations to reach Liangzhou.

Thinking of those thrilling scenes of escape, he couldn't bear to let his old mother continue to suffer.

Now that it has rained, there is water in the fields and wells, so there is no need to worry about not having water to drink. When I go back and work hard, I believe I can still support my family.

Sun Fushou had the same idea as Sun Fusheng. He felt that his old mother was too old to be displaced, so he decided to return to Banpo Village and farm well, and there would always be a way to support his family.

So he also looked at his mother, waiting for her answer.

Zhuang Die knew that he was too old to escape famine, and the bumpy journey had almost cost him half his life. He might really have to go back to Banpo Village to farm.

Now that the rain has fallen, there is no need to worry about drought anymore. As long as I work hard, I will always be able to feed my family.

"Let's talk about it after the rain stops!"

Zhuang just gave an ambiguous answer, neither saying to go back nor saying not to go back.

"Okay, we'll all listen to Mom."

Sun Fusheng and Sun Fushou said in unison.

Many refugees in the greenhouse thought the same way. When the rain stopped and the prefect gave them food, they would return to their hometown to farm.

That night, the people and refugees in Liangzhou were very excited. After more than half a year of drought, it finally rained heavily. From now on, the fields would be moistened by the rain, and the farmers could go back to the fields and grow rice.

It is now the 20th day of the ninth lunar month, and the New Year is just over three months away.

The next day, the rain continued to fall.

After Gao Zhijun got up, the Huo family also got up.

The inn couldn't prepare food for them, so they had to do it themselves.

Still doing the same as before, the woman got up and cooked breakfast.

There were a lot of food prepared in the kitchen, so Lu and the others cooked rice soup and made some pancakes.

After getting up, the villagers were excited to see the steaming breakfast.

Except for a simple meal yesterday, they haven't had hot food for a long time.

After eating, the village head asked Gao Zhijun: "Girl, what are you going to do now?"

Gao Zhijun looked at the villagers who looked very satisfied and said, "Everyone, take a rest after you have eaten. You have all worked hard during this period. Wait a minute, I will take my herbs to the pharmacy to test the waters and see how much silver I can sell them for. Then, I will sell the herbs to everyone."

When the villagers heard that Gao Zhijun was going to the pharmacy to ask for prices to sell herbal medicine, they were all very excited. If Miss Gao's could be sold, theirs could be sold as well. They were very happy at the thought of earning money soon, and at the same time, they were even more grateful to Gao Zhijun.

"Thank you for your hard work, Miss Gao. We are waiting for your good news!"

The villagers said gratefully.

Gao Zhijun looked at the villagers and said, "Let me be frank. I can't guarantee whether I can sell it or not. I can't guarantee whether I can get a good price or not. All I can say is that I will try my best to help you!"

"Miss Gao, we understand! Don't worry, we are not ungrateful people. Along the way, you have been good to everyone, and everyone has seen it. If someone speaks ill of you, we will never forgive them."

The villagers of Huojia Village said in unison.

They have never been so united.

Ever since they met Miss Gao while fleeing from the famine, everyone had unconsciously become united and no longer had the small thoughts they had in Gaoling Village.

Maybe it was because they were faced with the dilemma of life and death that they unconsciously put aside those little thoughts and just wanted everyone to stay alive.

Therefore, their mentality has also changed, and they have become people with correct values.

"Okay, estimate how many herbs you have and give me a rough total so that I can discuss the price with the shopkeeper."

At this moment, Gao Zhijun knew that the villagers believed in her. She was touched and felt that her help to them was not in vain.

It would be disgusting if the people you help are a bunch of ungrateful ungrateful people.

Huo Jinqian asked Manager Tong to borrow pen, ink, paper and inkstone to help the villagers register.

After registering, Gao Zhijun asked Manager Tong to borrow a carriage, loaded the herbs she dug and the herbs dug by the Huo family onto the carriage, and took Huo Jinqian and the village head to Renshoutang.

Of course, she still left some herbs that could prevent rat poison, which she made into pills for the villagers to use for prevention.

The carriage arrived at Renshou Hall. Gao Zhijun was carrying a basket with three ginseng plants in it.

After getting off the carriage, he took Huo Jinqian into Renshou Hall, and the village head stayed in the carriage to look after the herbs.

Renshou Hall was deserted, without a single customer.

I don’t know if it was because it rained and people stayed at home, or if it was a year of famine and people couldn’t afford to pay for medical treatment.