An old hen was stewed in a big pot, and the aroma of meat drifted throughout the village with the steaming heat.

Chen Zigeng and Heidan squatted beside the stove and burned the fire.

The black egg kept sucking air, probably wasting the fragrance.

Old Mrs. Chen looked at the chicken feathers in her hand, blinking her eyes and just wanted to shed tears, but before the tears could be brewing, she began to swallow her saliva constantly.

Xie Liangchen rolled up his sleeves and was busy by the stove, his face was red from the heat.

“Just stew it for a while.”

Xie Liangchen said as he looked out, and the eyes of more than a dozen children looked at her, with expectations in his eyes.

Old Mrs. Chen sighed. She didn't know where the fallacies came from. She could tell her every time. She originally made up her mind to refuse to kill the chicken today, and she didn't know what happened and just said Chen Yatou.

"Girl," said Old Mrs. Chen, "The Polygonatum you throw in the pot is really more expensive than chicken?"

Xie Liangchen nodded: "Grandma, this is a wild Polygonatum that has been in the wild for more than ten years."

Old Mrs. Chen said: "You steamed and dried a few days ago, are these things?"

Xie Liangchen smiled and said, "Yes, but Polygonatum has not been prepared yet. This time, the chicken stew is to try the taste."

Old Mrs. Chen looked suspicious and always felt that Chen Yatou was lying to her.

Just now, when she was protecting the two old hens and didn't want to kill them, Chen Yatou ran to the kitchen and cooked Polygonatum.

Turning his head, Chen Yatou said in her ear with a small mouth: "Grandma, I have put all the Polygonatum in my pot. If you don't kill chickens, you will waste Polygonatum. Polygonatum is valuable than chickens. Think about it carefully what to do? Or killing chickens is more cost-effective."

Chen Yatou's mouth was so dead that she could tell her to be alive. Old Mrs. Chen resisted silently in her heart, but when she saw a group of children, she was thin and thin, and her eyes were green, Old Mrs. Chen still attacked the old hen.

The aroma of chicken became stronger and stronger. Old Mrs. Chen closed her mouth tightly and did not dare to speak, for fear that saliva would flow out along her teeth.

Let’s look at the kids squatting outside.

Old Mrs. Chen thought to herself that after eating this bowl of chicken soup, the kids in the village would listen to Chen Yatou even more in the future.

Not only the children, but also the villagers who came to drive the children home, looked embarrassed and grateful.

"Didn't the kids make money?" Old Mrs. Chen comforted everyone, "I'll ask them to help collect herbs and catch toads in a few days. Besides, everyone went to help with something Chen Yatou had something to do, and they all worked hard. Without this, where did the chicken come from? Is that true?"

Everyone in the village knew that Old Mrs. Chen said this to make them feel at ease.

The villagers who were driven back began to prepare for the items to go up the mountain tomorrow. They made a secret decision to set off before dawn and also pick more medicinal materials, which would not always drag down the old lady Chen's family.

Chen Yongsheng rushed over to discuss the medicine with Xie Liangchen.

"The medicinal materials are being collected more and more, and there is also a lot of money to buy and sell. We should also discuss how to divide the money," Xie Liangchen said. "In addition to paying some money, the village also needs to keep some of the money for public use. The rest will be distributed according to the number of medicines collected by everyone."

Chen Yongsheng responded: "When you make accounts, leave your own part, and you will count on you in the village's medicinal materials trading."

Xie Liangchen had long thought: "What we collect medicine now is the money we get from collecting herbs. Even if there is a surplus, it should be left in the Chen clan. When our medicinal materials business goes well, I will take some money from it, not only will my second uncle say it."

Chen Yongsheng couldn't help but be anxious when he heard this: "Where is this possible? Without you, there would be no business in the paper shop."

Xie Liangchen shook his head: "Second uncle, listen to me, just as my grandmother said, what can we do with our grandparents and grandchildren? Everyone should have enough food. Now, as long as we set our own rules, we are afraid that we will not make money in the future?"

Before Chen Yongsheng could object, Xie Liangchen continued: "We are handling more and more money, and there are inevitably medicinal materials in the village. We must arrange people to inspect the village earlier."

Chen Yongsheng said: "After this incident, we have reminded us that we will start to do this. There are many twelve or thirteen-year-old boys in the village. From tomorrow on, I will find time to teach them martial arts. There are not many males in the village, and they will depend on them in the future."

Xie Liangchen has seen these teenagers who are not full on weekdays and have not grown taller, but they will be similar to adults in one or two years.

Now it is up to people to carry medicinal materials. In the future, if you have a carriage and horse, you will also need a team to transport medicinal materials. Start making arrangements from now on, and everything will come naturally in the future.

After Chen Yongsheng and Xie Liangchen finished speaking, he felt that his mind was much more clear and he knew very well what to do now. Now he found that Liangchen was not an ordinary girl, and he surprised him again and again.

"Your uncle handed over Chenjia Village to me, but I couldn't do it well," Chen Yongsheng looked at Xie Liangchen with a smile. "Now you are back, your uncle has knowledge of the Spring Festival, so it's time to rest assured."

Xie Liangchen shook his head: "It was my second uncle who led everyone to survive the war." Many villages around were abandoned, and there were so many families in Chenjia Village who stayed there. It is easy to imagine how many difficulties they have experienced.

As the two of them were talking, they heard the old lady Chen outside say, "Come out quickly, the chicken is ready."

That night, the children in Chenjia Village could still smell the aroma of chicken while dreaming. After drinking that bowl of chicken soup, it was a lingering aftertaste.

"Make more money and let everyone drink chicken soup." I don't know how many children muttered silently in their hearts.

Chen Zigeng couldn't sleep anymore because his life was so beautiful and because his grandmother was smacking her lips.

"Zi Geng," Xie Liangchen called Ah Brother through Old Lady Chen, "Or what if I tell you an affair? The little toad's story has not been finished."

Chen Zigeng turned over and said in a depressed voice: "Sister, I'm asleep."

...

In a small yard north of Zhenzhou City.

Li You was talking to the old man on the couch again to the wooden couch.

The old man lay with his back to Li You, as if he was asleep. Li You told the old man about the matter in Chenjia Village from beginning to end.

After saying that, the old man still didn't turn around.

Li You stood up and saluted the old man: "Sir, the disciple will take his leave first, and come to visit him tomorrow."

Before leaving, Li You took out the medicinal materials drawn by Miss Xie from his arms and pressed them on the table next to him with a ruler.

Li You strode out with a relaxed smile on his face. Although the husband still ignored him, the husband did not drive him away.

Finally there is hope.

After Li You left, Mr. Dongli on the couch opened his eyes. He got up from the couch and came to the table, looking down at the star fruit vine on the painting.

This painting was a bit interesting, and he suddenly wanted to see the girl.

...

early morning.

Chenjia Village is already busy.

Xie Liangchen carried a bamboo basket on his back and took the villagers all the way to the papermaking workshop in the city.

After Lord Li You personally decided the case, more people were willing to sell medicine to Chenjia Village, and more and more medicinal materials were sent to the paper workshop.

The medicinal materials in the paper mill were piled up and were about to be used up. Manager Li from the paper mill was worried and saw several carriages outside the paper mill.

The leader of the Yamane said: "After the order of General Song, send the medicinal materials to Qizhou."

Manager Li breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that General Song had made arrangements.
Chapter completed!