When Song Xian entered the village, Chen Zigeng happened to finish his studies from Mr. Dongli and returned to the village.

Chen Zigeng was helping everyone try on a hairy hat. When he heard that General Song was coming, he didn't bother to take off the hat and greeted them with black eggs.

"General Song."

The people of Chenjia Village saluted Song Xian one after another.

Some days have not seen each other, Chenjia Village has changed a little. The houses have been repaired in their hearts. The children in the village have put on their clothes. Every household has doors open and the yard is covered with medicinal materials.

The most obvious thing is that the villagers all have smiles on their faces, and their spirits are very different from before. Their faces were full of the pain brought to them by war, and now the light of hope is flashing in their eyes.

"General Song, why are you here?" Chen Zigeng stepped forward and said, "Uncle Second and grandmother are both in Cangtan, I will lead you over!"

Song Xian nodded and was surrounded by everyone and walked towards Cangtan.

The roads in the village have also been built. If you step on them, you will be smooth and stable when you enter the village. This is obviously a preparation for the caravan to enter and exit.

It was about to reach the warehouse, and Chen Zigeng felt the heat. He took off the wool hat on his head and looked at Song Xian with a smile: "General Song, these wool fabrics are sold very well now. The caravans from the south came to collect a lot yesterday. This hat costs 400 cents."

Chen Zigeng stroked the hat in his hand with cherishing care. The hat was made for his husband. Sister A said that he would also make wool hats, socks, and sweaters for him. He said he didn't want to make these wool that cost a few cents of money. He thought that his grandmother should do it first. When her grandmother is old, her waist and legs will hurt in winter. With such wool fabrics, it will be very comfortable.

Song Xian spoke for the first time: "This wool fabric is well made. Who taught you how to make it?"

Chen Zigeng straightened his chest: "My sister, the tricks on it are all drawn by my sister. Sister said that selling wool doesn't make much money, and turning wool into wool fabrics will sell better. It's cold and there is no work outside, so I have to find some livelihoods that can be done at home."

Song Xian looked at the woman who was cleaning the wool in the yard: "Have everyone in the nearby villages come to learn crafts?"

Chen Zigeng felt a sense of pride and honor: "Sister said, as long as someone learns, we will teach you. In the past, everyone in Chenjia Village helped each other like this, but now the same is true when they leave the village.

But the styles in our village are the best. Because of my sister, my sister can always draw many patterns that others have never seen before. Nowadays, merchants selling fur goods know that many people sell wool and don’t go to the city, so they just come to the village to ask.

Our village can sell medicine and wool fabrics. When the cooked medicine is made, our lives will get better and better. Many families in the village plan to catch piglets after the warmth next year. When the Chinese New Year next year, we can also kill pigs and eat pork."

Speaking of pork, Chen Zigeng couldn't help swallowing.

Chang An followed behind Song Xian and listened to these words, his heart felt warm. Somehow, Chenjia Village made him feel like he was going home.

Maybe it is because they are all from poor families and their relatives die in troubled times. When they are fighting outside, they always have a year in their hearts. Protecting the people of Daqi is like protecting their relatives.

It is still the case now. Seeing the people live a good life, the day and night of fighting on the battlefield are worth it.

Song Xian and Chen Zigeng were talking, and Chen Yongsheng, Old Lady Chen, and Xie Liangchen also came over.

Everyone stepped forward to greet Song Xian.

Xie Liangchen was collecting accounts with Wang Jian. When she heard that Song Xian was coming, she put down her plans to welcome him. She stood behind Mrs. Chen and looked at Song Xian. Song Xian still looked calm.

Song Xian and Chen Yongsheng said a few words, and naturally fell on her, and their eyes moved away relatively quickly, but they all discovered the thoughts in the other party's heart.

Song Xian knew that she was living a good life at a glance. She made a dried flower from somewhere and put it on her bun. There was a bright smile between her eyebrows and eyes. It seemed that the cooked medicine in the village was preparing very smoothly.

It took only a long time to move, and she was very quick. Every time he came to Chenjia Village, Chenjia Village would change its appearance.

Song Xian used to know that Xie Liangchen was smart, and the person who took over the Su family's northern pharmacy and caravan in his previous life was naturally capable of her, but when he saw the Chenjia Village in front of him, he still had to admit that Xie Liangchen exceeded his estimation of her.

"General Song," Xie Liangchen walked out from the back of Old Mrs. Chen, "I'll take you to see the cooked medicine shop we built!"

Xie Liangchen figured out Song Xian's thoughts. Song Xian came to Chenjia Village, so he naturally did not see the wool fabrics and the houses they repaired, but must have been a cooked medicine shop.

Several people walked to the house next to the warehouse.

It was a cooked medicine shop built by people in Chenjia Village when they got up early and went to bed late.

"It's getting colder and colder, and there's no time to build it better. I'll deal with it this year," Chen Yongsheng pointed to the house and said, "Next year, I'll go to the brick kiln to buy some materials to build the house more solid."

All the wood in the village was used in these houses, and Chen Yongsheng also tried his best to build such decent houses.

Picking medicines, steaming medicines, and cooking medicines, every house has its purpose.

Song Xian said: "So many stoves, you need to use a lot of pots."

Xie Liangchen responded: "The girl took the documents and went to the blacksmith shop to fight." However, the people used iron and could not use too much at once, so they had to buy it slowly.

After Song Xian saw it, he knew that Chenjia Village used all the money he earned these days on this cooked medicine center.

Xie Liangchen pointed out the utensils used to cook medicine to Song Xian: "Now I have bought three or four out of ten."

When she heard three or four out of ten, Old Mrs. Chen was so upset. Yesterday, Yatou Chen told her that she had already bought it, so why did it become three or four again?

This girl's mouth is really unbelievable.

Old Mrs. Chen thought to herself and said, "There are the best things Chen girl does." Isn't it? She is the best at spending money, and no one dares to spend it.

After reading the Cooked Medicine Shop, Xie Liangchen thought of what Song Xian came to Chenjia Village last time and said, so he first said: "General Song, can you use food? If you don't dislike it, use some in the village."

Song Xian turned his head to look at Xie Liangchen's clear eyes.

Xie Liangchen said: "There is nothing good, as long as you don't dislike it."

Chen Yongsheng thought Song Xian would refuse. Not to mention Song Xian, even if the yamen came over, he would not look down on the food in their village. He tried to keep the food in the house just to be courtesy, but he didn't expect Song Xian to say, "Don't bother to prepare, we can eat whatever we eat in the village."

Chen Yongsheng was surprised. Song Xian wanted to take the bowl from Chenjia Village. Isn’t this closer to Chenjia Village?

Chen Yongsheng and Mrs. Chen went to prepare for the meal, and Xie Liangchen specifically instructed his grandmother: "Just bring the dried mushrooms and the hares that were brought from the mountains, and wait for me to go back to make them." She could use mushrooms to stew rabbit meat.

Old Mrs. Chen responded, her granddaughter's craftsmanship was the best.

When everyone was busy, Xie Liangchen walked to Song Xian: "General, is it that someone from the Imperial Hospital of Beijing Zhongzhong?"

Song Xian nodded: "Jia Si, deputy envoy of the Imperial Hospital, will come to Chenjia Village to check in these days."

Xie Liangchen nodded: "I'll bother the general to come here to inform me."
Chapter completed!