Divorce at the beginning, the rough general is very clingy

"Young Master, let's go and have a look together." The shopkeeper made an invitation. The Young Master was just worrying about not being able to find good wild ginseng, and now someone brought it to his door. What a coincidence.

The little medicine boy brought Mi Yao and her son to the backyard. When Xiao Yunce arrived, his eyes narrowed when he saw Mi Yao. It was really a coincidence. This woman had saved the child that day. He should have guessed that this woman was proficient in medicine.

"Young lady, this is my young master, his surname is Xiao, and this is my shopkeeper, his surname is also Xiao." The little medicine boy introduced them.

"Hello, Shopkeeper Xiao, hello, Young Master, my husband's surname is Ye." Outside, Mi Yao didn't mind introducing herself by the name of Night Owl.

"Madam Ye, I heard that you have wild ginseng. Could you let me take a look at it?" Shopkeeper Xiao couldn't wait any longer.

"Please take a look, Manager Xiao." Mi Yao took out a wild ginseng.

"Oh, this is at least sixty years old. The texture is clear and obvious, and the lines are dense. Look at this reed bowl, it is tightly stacked, so densely packed, it is at least sixty years old. Look at the posture of the two legs, the shape of the human body, and the fine hairs, they are all clear and empty, very good." Shopkeeper Xiao praised after seeing it.

When Mi Yao heard what Manager Xiao said, she knew that this old man was quite knowledgeable.

"I wonder how much money Manager Xiao would like to pay for this ginseng?" Mi Yao felt a little disgusted when she saw that Manager Xiao just kept praising the ginseng without mentioning the price.

"This... one hundred taels." Shopkeeper Xiao glanced at Xiao Yunce and gave a price.

"I have a few more of the same ones. Do you want to take them?" Mi Yao said shockingly.

"More? How much? Yes, all of them." Shopkeeper Xiao was just thinking that there was only one ginseng, and he had to let the young master take it away, because there was no more in his shop. As he was thinking about it, the surprise came.

"Ten." Mi Yao thought, if he sold more this time, he would not come next time and would just stay at home.

"Bring it back quickly and let me see it." Shopkeeper Xiao was secretly nervous.

Mi Yao casually threw the ginseng on the table, and Shopkeeper Xiao opened them carefully. My God, these ginsengs are no worse than the one just now. The texture, the reed shape, and the roots are all top quality.

"Can you eat it?" Mi Yao really disdained the way Shopkeeper Xiao only looked at things and didn't talk about business.

"Yes." Xiao Yunce made the final decision.

Shopkeeper Xiao was still looking at the ginseng, and Mi Yao was even more angry. The young master has already said it's okay, so why are you still hesitating if you don't want to settle the bill?

"Since you can, just settle the bill. I still need to take the kids for a walk." Mi Yao said.

"Oh, okay." Shopkeeper Xiao seemed to have just come to his senses and went to the counter to get the banknote.

"Goodbye." Mi Yao said, and then left with the child.

Xiao Yunce looked at Mi Yao's back. Why did he feel that this woman looked unhappy just now? Shouldn't she be happy that he ate ten ginseng roots at once?

Shopkeeper Xiao couldn't let go of those ginseng roots. Just a few pieces of ginseng roots could be sold for a high price of three hundred taels, let alone such a big ginseng root.

After leaving Tongrentang, Mi Mo took the children for a stroll on the street, buying small toys, fairy tale books, and going to the clothing store. She picked out two sets of clothes and bought some for herself and for Ye Xiao as well.

I also visited the seed station and bought some seeds of various crops, some flowers, and some medicinal herb seeds, a total of more than 30 varieties.

The two children didn’t understand what their mother was doing, but they were happy as long as their mother was happy.

At noon, Mi Yao took the two children to a restaurant for a big meal, which was also what the two children had been looking forward to.

We ordered four dishes and the three of us had a pleasant meal.

"Have you heard that there is a notice posted in Mr. Zhao's mansion. Anyone who can cure Mr. Zhao's illness will be paid a thousand taels of silver."

"Oh, if I had known that treating illnesses could earn me so much money, I would have studied medicine."

"Come on, forget it. Many well-known doctors from Yongning City went there, but all returned without success. Even well-known doctors from several surrounding counties came, but none of them could cure Mr. Zhao."

"If we can cure Mr. Zhao, we will be honored guests of the Zhao family and the county magistrate."

"What do you mean?"

"I heard you're from out of town. Mr. Zhao is the son-in-law of the county magistrate. Mr. Zhao has only one daughter, whom he treats as the apple of his eye. She married her to the county magistrate. I heard that Mr. Zhao's sons are all well-known figures."

"So if he saves Lord Zhao, he will be able to rise to great heights in the future."

"Who said it wasn't true? It's a pity that I don't know any medical skills!"

After hearing this, Mi Yao had an idea.

It doesn’t matter if this can’t be cured. At worst, I can just go and take a look.

"Mother, do you want to go and see that Mr. Zhao?" Zichen said with his greasy little lips pouting.

"Yes, you guessed it, little brat." Mi Yao smiled.

"Are you sure?" Zi Yu raised his head. His cold little face and greasy little mouth were so inconsistent.

"I think I should be able to do it." Mi Yao stretched out her hand and tapped Zi Yu's little nose.

The mother and her two daughters had eaten their fill, and Zichen looked at the remaining food with some regret.

Just then, Zichen saw two beggars outside the door, "Mom, can you give them this to eat?"

"Those are our leftovers. They are not good. You can ask the second brother to give them some steamed buns and some ready-made dishes." Mi Yao allowed the children to show kindness when conditions permitted.

"Little brother, can you give them some steamed buns and vegetables?" Zichen took out one or two taels of silver.

"Okay." The waiter glanced at the two children, shook his head, went to the kitchen, packed twenty steamed buns, some cooked food and cold dishes, and there was not much left from the one or two taels of silver.

Mi Yao was very satisfied with Xiao Er's behavior.

The waiter went out and gave the food to the two beggars.

"Thank you, thank you." The two little beggars knelt on the ground and kept expressing their gratitude.

"This was bought for you by that mother and her two sons. Thank them if you want to thank someone." The waiter pointed at Mi Yao and her son.

The two beggars stood there quietly, engraving the appearance of Mi Yao and her two children deeply in their hearts, then took their things and left.

"Second brother, what is this Mr. Zhao they are talking about?" Mi Yao pushed over one or two taels of silver.

"Oh, Mr. Zhao is the father-in-law of our county magistrate. Mr. Zhao is kind-hearted and generous. As long as the people are in trouble, he will lend a helping hand. He donates money and materials to the county every year. Alas, God is blind and only picks on good people. Three years ago, Mr. Zhao fell ill and sought medical treatment everywhere. Later, he went to the capital but was still not cured. I guess he came back this time to arrange his funeral. The news about finding a doctor for treatment is also true. To put it bluntly, we have to give it a try. The imperial doctors in the capital couldn't cure him, let alone this small place." The waiter wiped his eyes after he finished speaking.

"Ten years ago, when I was only seven years old, it rained heavily for several days and the fields in our village were all flooded. We had no harvest and could not even get enough to eat, let alone pay taxes. Later, it was Mr. Zhao who paid the taxes for the 48 households in our village and gave us food and silver, which allowed us to survive for more than half a year. I want to say that without Mr. Zhao, there would be no one in our village." The waiter said with tears in his eyes.