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Upon hearing that her daughter would be passing through Qianjia Village, Wen's heart stirred slightly.

After Xu Gong returned yesterday and told her about Qian Baizhi, Madam Wen took it to heart and prepared to find a matchmaker to propose marriage.

However, their family's current financial situation is too poor, and they are afraid that Qian Baizhi will be wronged. They want to wait until their daughter can come up with a medicine that can cure rice before going to her.

He was also worried that if Qian Baizhi waited a long time and did not see his family, she would misunderstand that his family was not taking him seriously.

Wen said to Xu Qing, "Shall we go to Doctor Qian's house first?"

Xu Qing had no choice but to agree. Other people's children were already getting married, but her second brother's wife was still not married.

This is finally a settled matter, so we should take it very seriously.

……

After Shi Gandang returned to Shijia Village, the image of Xu Qing setting up a stall lingered in his mind. He had heard that a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) could sell for 6 coins.

With so many people buying, how much does it make in a day?

He couldn't sit still any longer. Even if she couldn't give birth to a son, she could still earn money.

When the time comes, Xu Qing can take out the money, and he can find another woman who can have a son.

Wouldn't it be wonderful to live the life of a landlord?

Shi Gandang became more and more tempted. Since his mother supported him anyway, he immediately went to the kitchen, grabbed two dark-colored steamed buns, and headed towards Xujia Village.

First, coax the little one back, and the big one will come back without a doubt.

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Xu Qing knew nothing about this; she and Wen had just arrived in Qianjia Village.

Ms. Wen felt it would be impolite to arrive empty-handed, so she went to Butcher Qian's house and bought five catties of fatty pork.

Xu Qing bought a piece of fine cotton cloth, the kind that young girls wore, at the mall.

Xu Jianguo watched the two of them buy so many things and head to Doctor Qian's house, but he didn't ask any questions and dutifully drove the carriage.

When they arrived at the Qian family's house, Madam Wen went up to knock on the door, but there was no response. She muttered to herself, "Could they have gone up the mountain to gather herbs?"

Xu Qing thought it was very likely, after all, the other person was a doctor.

Seeing this, a neighbor assumed they were there to see a doctor and kindly reminded them, "Dr. Qian is in his field, but he probably isn't in the mood to see patients today."

Wen: "Madam, why do you say that? Has something happened to Doctor Qian's family?"

The old woman sighed and said, "It's that damned disease again. This morning, the helper that Doctor Qian hired came to say that the rice in the fields is sick, just like the rice in the next village."

It wasn't as serious as the neighboring village, so Dr. Qian rushed to the fields to check on it and hasn't returned yet.

When Wen thought about the herbal medicine her daughter had prepared, wasn't it meant to treat this rice disease? What a coincidence!

"Auntie, where is Dr. Qian's field? We've come to thank Dr. Qian for curing my son."

After the old woman pointed out the way, Wen and Xu Qing put their things on the oxcart, asked Xu Jianguo to wait for them for a while, and then walked in the direction the old woman pointed out.

Dr. Qian was bending over to examine the patient. His family owned 10 mu of paddy fields, all planted with rice. Moreover, his family had no able-bodied workers; they hired helpers to farm the land.

The harvested grain was split 50/50 with the helpers. The loss of the rice was no problem for him; he could make a living by treating patients and selling medicinal herbs.

But the helpers were in a terrible situation, so he was very anxious and wanted to see if there was any solution.

"Dr. Qian."

Hearing someone call him, Old Man Qian straightened up and looked over, only to see Wen Shi and Xu Qing running over.

"Dr. Qian, my daughter heard that the rice in many villages has been affected by diseases, so she made some herbs, boiled them into a decoction, and sprinkled it on the rice. It seems to be helping with the disease. Why don't you give it a try?"

After speaking in one breath, Ms. Wen patted her chest and gasped for breath.

Xu Qing took out the prepared herbal medicine from her basket. She had prepared two portions: one was made from herbs, and the other contained some pesticides.

"Dr. Qian, I added some medicinal guide to this jar, and I'm sure it will be effective for this disease. This jar doesn't have any medicinal guide, so the effect might be less."

Old Man Qian was overjoyed. For some reason, looking at Xu Qing's confident face, he inexplicably believed Xu Qing's words.

He looked at the earthenware jar filled with medicinal liquid in Xu Qing's hand, leaned closer and smelled it. As a doctor, he could usually tell what kind of medicinal herbs were in it.

Thinking back to the medicinal herbs Xu Qing had asked him for before, Old Man Qian had a conclusion in mind.

"This jar with the added medicinal ingredient has a very pungent smell. I wonder what kind of medicinal ingredient it is?"

Xu Qing said, "I'm sorry I can't tell you that, Dr. Qian. This medicinal ingredient is poisonous, but if you harvest it seven days after spraying, it will be harmless to people."

At this moment, the helper next to him spoke up and questioned, "Why did you take it out if it's poisonous? If someone dies, can you afford to pay for it?"

Besides, so many villages are afflicted with disease, and the county magistrate has no solution, yet you've managed to create it. Are you more capable than the county magistrate?

Dr. Qian scolded him and gave Xu Qing an apologetic look.

Xu Qing didn't take it to heart. What the man said was true: "If Dr. Qian trusts me, you can try it. Spray it once every seven days, and you'll see results after two applications."

Old Man Qian took the pottery jar and said, "This may not be enough. Half of my 10 mu of land is infested with disease, and the other half will probably be infested sooner or later."

Xu Qing generously handed the paper Zhou Chenggong had written down to Old Man Qian: "Just boil it according to this recipe. I'll give you the medicinal ingredient separately. Just add one drop to each pot. Be careful not to add too much, or it might poison the rice."

Xu Qing didn't want to add pesticides, but after carefully studying the instructions for the pesticides in the store, she learned that they all needed to be sprayed once every seven days, and it would take two applications to see results.

The disease is spreading so fast, and the rice harvest is only a month away; she simply can't wait to research alternatives.

While the workers were still muttering, Old Man Qian's voice turned serious: "If this disease is left untreated, there will be no harvest at all. Trying it might still offer hope. Do you have a solution?"

The helper shook his head awkwardly.

Old Man Qian stroked his beard: "That's settled then. I'll go back and brew the medicine. You can come and pick it up later. Just do it the way Qing'er told you."

Xu Qing and the other two returned to Old Man Qian's house, where Wen presented him with the gifts she had prepared.

"We originally planned to go to the village next to yours to do some rice experiments, and we thought we'd come and see Angelica dahurica when we passed through Qianjia Village. Why didn't we see any Angelica dahurica?"

"I see. I was wondering how it could be such a coincidence."

Old Man Qian pushed the things back: "It's enough that you came, you don't need to bring these. Take them back for the children to eat. Bai Zhi went to check on the other side of the field, I've already sent someone to call her."

Ms. Wen: "Who gives a gift and then takes it back? What kind of talk is that? My second son is just a simpleton, he doesn't understand anything. I'm afraid he might offend Baizhi."

You know my family's situation, but now that my daughter has developed this herbal soup, if it saves the rice in our town, the county magistrate will surely reward her.

"I'll renovate my house then, and then find a matchmaker to formally propose marriage to you. That way, Baizhi won't be wronged."

After speaking her mind, Ms. Wen instantly felt much better.

Old Man Qian was very satisfied with the Xu family's high regard for Bai Zhi, so he accepted the gifts without further hesitation.

Xu Qing continued, "Dr. Qian, I would like to ask you to spray this medicine for seven days and see if the rice disease has lessened. If it has, how about we go together to give this prescription to the county magistrate?"