Traveling through ancient times, the spy princess had everything going smoothly

The next day, Qinghe got up early and made some scallion pancakes, stir-fried a pig's intestine, and cooked a wild vegetable and egg soup.

As a breakfast, the family had a very satisfying meal.

Qinghe went up the mountain with a machete and a backpack, and dragged back a tree. When he came back, the basket was full of herbs.

She also brought a litter of rabbits, two large and three small. Qingli and Qingyue each kept one rabbit to raise for themselves.

Chu Qinghe left another rabbit at home, planning to cook it tomorrow to treat the villagers, and take the rest to the town to sell.

When Qin saw Qinghe bringing back so many things and even dragging back a tree, she asked:

"How did you bring back such a big tree? You must be exhausted, right?"

"Not tired, I took a break and mopped it. I thought there was no bed at home, so I cut some grass from the mountain and brought it back to make two beds. Is there anyone in the village who can make beds?"

"In the past, all the carpentry work in the village was done by your father, but your uncle Chuan Peng learned it from your father. He will come to our house for dinner tomorrow, so you can ask him to do it." Qin said.

"Okay, mother, I want to go to town to sell the herbs and rabbits, and buy some things to entertain guests tomorrow, and ask a doctor to see Dad."

Qing He was talking about his plan. Hope flashed in Qin's eyes, and he said hesitantly:

"The doctor said that recovery is unlikely. I haven't taken medicine for so long, and I don't know if I can still see the doctor. I don't have enough money at home!"

"It's okay, don't worry about the money, mom. I have ways to make money, don't worry!" Qinghe comforted Qin.

After drinking some spiritual spring water, Qinghe went to the town with the herbs and rabbit.

They still went to Yuelai Restaurant. As soon as they entered, the waiter recognized Qinghe, took her into the hall and went to invite the shopkeeper Shi.

When the shopkeeper saw that the rabbit she brought was still alive, just like the robe she brought last time, he was surprised and amazed:

"He girl, the game these days is all alive, it's not simple!"

"It's just luck. You may not be able to encounter such a good thing next time. Do you think you will accept it this time?"

"Collect, if you have any game, just bring it here."

Then he asked the waiter to weigh it. The rabbit weighed five catties, and Chu Qinghe got another 150 coins.

After leaving Yuelai Restaurant, Chu Qinghe asked around and found out where to go to Jishidiang, the most famous restaurant in town.

The medicine boy saw the little girl coming in and asked her with a smile, "Miss, are you here to see a doctor or get medicine?"

"Let me ask if you guys sell medicinal herbs here?" Qinghe said as he took out the herbs from the basket.

When the medicine boy saw the herbs, his eyes lit up and he asked Qinghe to wait for him to call Manager Song.

After a while, a man in his forties wearing a long robe came out.

"Little girl, are you going to sell medicinal herbs?"

"Yes, shopkeeper. Take a look at these herbs. Do you want them?"

Qinghe pushed the herbs in the backpack to the front as he spoke. While holding the basket, he also took out a hundred-year-old ginseng wrapped in red cloth from the space.

The shopkeeper saw the medicinal herbs, not only the commonly used herbs, but most importantly there were Polygonum multiflorum, Red Peony Root and Xanthium sibiricum.

His eyes flashed, and he suppressed the happiness in his heart and asked:

"Miss, how much are these herbs for?" Qing He did not miss the shopkeeper's gaze:

"Jishitang is the most reasonable pharmacy in our town. Tell me what price you can offer. If the price is right, I will sell it to you."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he realized that this girl was no ordinary girl: "Girl, you usually use a lot of these herbs.

But they were not processed. Dandelion, Houttuynia cordata, Saposhnikovia divaricata, and Perilla leaves were priced at 20 wen per pound.

Peucedanum chinense, Forsythia suspensa, and Isatis indigotica root cost thirty cents per pound.

"He Shou Wu is only thirty years old, so I'll give you thirty taels, okay?"

Qing He thought: "Okay, if the processed herbs are expensive, will they be expensive?"

Shopkeeper Song said: "Medicine is not easy to prepare. If it is prepared, the price will be much higher."

"Okay, then do you think this is acceptable?"

As he spoke, Qinghe handed the ginseng to Shopkeeper Song.

Shopkeeper Song took it and opened the red cloth. Inside was a ginseng of excellent quality that looked to be more than a hundred years old. His eyes lit up and he asked Qinghe with joy:

"Miss, do you want to sell this ginseng?"

"Of course. How much do you think this will cost?"

Qinghe looked at the expression on Shopkeeper Song's face and knew that he had noticed this.

Shopkeeper Song looked at the ginseng again.

“This ginseng is of good quality and is over a hundred years old. It is truly a rare and good ginseng.

If you are willing, I can offer one thousand taels of silver, okay?" This price was exactly what Qinghe wanted.

"Okay, then you can settle it together!"

After weighing and settling the accounts, he had one thousand and thirty taels and two hundred and eighty wen more in his hand.

Chu Qinghe also told the shopkeeper about inviting a doctor to his home to see his father.

Manager Song said that we could only go after lunch, and the consultation fee was 100 Wen, and the medicine cost was calculated separately.

We agreed on a time to pick up Dr. Li who was seeing patients.

After Qinghe left, Shopkeeper Song couldn't wait to take the ginseng and go out.

At Yuelai Restaurant, Shopkeeper Song came to the third floor and respectfully presented the ginseng to his master.

"Master, this is the hundred-year-old ginseng I just received. It will be of great benefit to your body."

A white-haired old man took the ginseng and his eyes lit up when he saw it.

"With him, the prince's health will soon be no different from that of an ordinary person."

The person who spoke was Doctor Xue.

If Qinghe was there, she would find that the master sitting at the table was Bai Ye, whom Qinghe had saved in the mountains.

It is said that when Bai Ye and his group returned to the town that day, they stayed in the Tianzi Guest Room on the third floor of Yuelai Restaurant.

When Doctor Xue arrived that evening, he examined Bai Ye's pulse and found that both his peach blossom drunkenness and the poison had been cured.

He then opened up the wounds on the abdomen and thighs that he had never seen before and sewed them up with thread. His needlework was exquisite and beautiful, and Doctor Xue was amazed.

After asking about the process of detoxification, knife wounds and detoxification, Doctor Xue discovered that Bai Ye also had a wound at the root of his thigh.

After opening it, it is a three-needle stitch, with the same delicate stitching.

When he learned that it was a little girl who saved Bai Ye, he was even more amazed.

Doctor Xue was shocked and curious. He just wanted to meet this miracle man as soon as possible and ask him about his medical skills in person.

"Young man Ye, the girl saved you regardless of gender differences. You should repay her, right?"

Doctor Xue looked like he was waiting for something interesting to happen. He didn't dare to think about marrying her, but as long as Ye took the girl as his wife, wouldn't he be able to see her every day?

As he thought about it, Doctor Xue stroked his beard and laughed.

Doctor Xue stared at this position with a meaningful look on his face:

"Your Majesty, men and women should not touch each other, let alone save her life. I think you should at least take her as a concubine, right?"

Bai Ye's face turned blue and red. As a man, wouldn't everyone be able to see him getting stitches here?

Then I thought about my new clothes and realized that I was completely naked.

He remembered that after the girl had performed the operation on him, she had taken away all his silver and only had two hundred taels left.

Seeing that he didn't look embarrassed at all, he felt very depressed.

I am also curious about what kind of girl is so talented and yet so calm?

Thinking of that pale and skinny girl, who appeared before his eyes again, blinking her bright and clear eyes at him, Bai Ye's heart warmed.

I regret not taking off the mask when the little girl wanted to see her true face.