After relying on the motherland, my supermarket has become more and more prosperous.

Jiang Wanwan guessed that Mrs. Yang had a high national destiny factor because she participated in the construction of the Burma Road, and she immediately felt happy.

She had been worried that the nearby villagers did not go directly to the front line and that their values would not be too high, but now she no longer has to worry about this.

If nothing unexpected happens, 99% of the villagers nearby should have participated in the construction of the Burma Road.

In other words, the supplies they can buy from the supermarket are much more than they imagined.

Afterwards, Jiang Wanwan pointed to the numbers on the screen and explained to Mrs. Yang who was still a little confused.

"This is what I need, and it's also the money you can use to buy things from me. Don't worry, this thing is useless to you, and it won't affect you in any way after the transaction."

Estimating Mrs. Yang's ability to accept, Jiang Wanwan did not give a detailed introduction to the origin of the national destiny factor, but only gave a general introduction in two sentences.

She was mainly afraid that she wouldn't be able to explain clearly, which would make things more complicated and cause trouble.

As a result, Mrs. Yang had no intention of asking questions and didn't even care about what Jiang Wanwan said about the transaction not having any impact on them.

Instead, he couldn't wait to ask, "It says here that I have over 500 yuan, right? Then can I buy some fever-reducing medicine?"

More than five hundred yuan? Jiang Wanwan took another look at the value on the screen in surprise.

Only then did I confirm that it was not me who read it wrong, but the other party who read it wrong.

This directly refreshed Jiang Wanwan's understanding of the level of basic knowledge mastered by ordinary people during this period.

"It's not more than 5668 points. You have a total of 100 points. A pack of antipyretic medicine only costs points. After buying the antipyretic medicine, you can also buy a lot of food!" Jiang Wanwan explained patiently.

"Ah? Really? That's great. I'll get a packet of antipyretic medicine first!" Mrs. Yang said happily.

In fact, Mrs. Yang didn’t know how big the number 5668 was, but it was definitely bigger than 500.

The most important thing for her was that she could not only buy antipyretics but also some food afterwards.

Following Mrs. Yang's request, Jiang Wanwan took out a packet of antipyretic medicine from the system grid and handed it over.

Mrs. Yang was shocked by this skill of creating things out of thin air, but she accepted it well. After all, he was an immortal!

Yes, although Jiang Wanwan denied it, in Yang Dasao's opinion, the other party possessed so many magical qualities that he must be an immortal.

"This antipyretic medicine should be taken with hot water. Half a bag at a time is enough for children. By the way, how high is your child's fever? Is it hot? If not too hot, you don't have to take this medicine for now!" Jiang Wanwan asked.

The medicines she brought were all adult doses, so if they were used by children, the dosage would definitely have to be halved.

In addition, the instructions for antipyretic drugs state that you can only take the medicine when the fever reaches 38.5 degrees.

But in this day and age, there are no thermometers at all, so we can only rely on our feeling to get a rough idea.

However, Jiang Wanwan's words left Mrs. Yang completely confused.

He asked helplessly, "I don't know if it's hot or not. What does it mean to be hot?"

Uh, this question really confused Jiang Wanwan. How to describe the temperature limit?

Finally, she suggested, "Is your home far from here? How old is the child? If it's convenient, please bring the child over so I can take a look!"

Anyway, it’s August or September now, and the weather is not cold even early in the morning.

In comparison, Jiang Wanwan felt that even without a thermometer, she should be more experienced in taking body temperature than Mrs. Yang.

Furthermore, she really didn't trust Mrs. Yang about the dosage and brewing of the medicine, so she felt more at ease doing it herself.

Mrs. Yang was also unsure about what to do, but she agreed immediately after hearing what he said.

"It's convenient. My house is just behind here. The baby is over four years old. I'll go back and bring him over right away!"

Seeing that Mrs. Yang had finished speaking and turned around to leave in a hurry, Jiang Wanwan hurriedly stopped her and asked.

"Wait, do you have boiling water at home?"

"No, but there is firewood at home. I will go back and burn it!" replied Mrs. Yang.

Jiang Wanwan waved her hand and said, "Forget it if you don't have any. No need to burn it. Just bring a pot or bowl that can withstand the fire."

Although Mrs. Yang didn't understand what was going on, she nodded obediently, then turned around and left quickly.

After watching the other person leave, Jiang Wanwan was not idle in the supermarket alone.

When she crossed the time node, her personal hygiene had been taken care of by the system, so she didn't need to brush her teeth or wash her face at this moment.

While looking at the top of Songshan Mountain where artillery fire was raging outside, Jiang Wanwan took out a bun from the system grid and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

When Mrs. Yang brings the children over, she will be busy, so she has to take the opportunity to have breakfast quickly.

A few minutes later.

After finishing one bun and eating most of the second one, he heard footsteps outside the door.

Jiang Wanwan quickly stuffed two bites of the remaining bun in her hand into her mouth, chewed and swallowed quickly, and walked to the door to greet them. However, she was so shocked by the scene in front of her that she almost burped.

I saw Mrs. Yang walking towards me hurriedly with a baby in her arms.

This scene was naturally not surprising. What was surprising was that behind her, there was a series of radish heads, lined up in a row from tall to short, like a wireless network signal.

"This is..." Jiang Wanwan looked at the children behind Mrs. Yang with a puzzled look.

Could these one, two, three, four, and five be each other's children?

Hey, it turned out to be true.

Mrs. Yang turned sideways and waved, "They are all my children. This is the second, third, fourth, and seventh child. The one in my arms is the sixth child who has a fever."

Among the standing children, the second oldest child reached Jiang Wanwan's shoulders and was probably about ten years old. In his arms, he was holding the seventh child, who had a big head and a small body. Judging from his thin body, he was probably only one year old.

Oh my god, seven children, Jiang Wanwan was stunned with surprise.

Although Mrs. Yang looks old, you can still tell if you look closely that she is probably around 30 or 40 years old.

But she has already given birth to seven children?

Mrs. Yang had no idea of Jiang Wanwan's inner shock, and explained awkwardly.

"Miss Jiang said before that each of us has that money, so I thought of bringing all the children over to see it. Is that okay?"

Mrs. Yang's expectant and anxious question woke Jiang Wanwan up.

She finally reacted and quickly nodded and replied, "Of course, come in first!"

After saying that, he called a few equally thin children and walked into the supermarket.