Old Mrs. Chen mentioned the wool, and Chen Zigeng grabbed the small shoulder bag on his shoulder.

Chen Zigeng said: "Sister took it to Grandpa Sun. If there is any problem, I will take it to General Song."

Old Mrs. Chen was a little stunned: "When did your sister go?"

"Just now," Chen Zigeng said, "When you came out of the house."

Old Mrs. Chen was stunned. Why didn't she see it? Her granddaughter and grandson were so clever. Whoever plotted against them would have no eyes.

Chen Zigeng went to see his husband every day. Besides, Sister said that those outside had long believed that they had colluded with General Song, and they would not feel strange when they saw him go to General Song's place, but would feel at ease.

After a stick of incense, Xie Liangchen handed Chen Zigeng the wool-packed cloth bag: "It's different."

"This time the wool is obviously long and has a lot of velvet. The wool near the northern border of Daqi will also receive such quality, but the number is not large, and there are only such wool north of the Juma River."

Chen Yongsheng also rushed over after getting the news. Seeing the wool in Xie Liangchen's hand, he didn't expect that Chen Yatou's previous worries became a reality.

Xie Liangchen looked at Chen Zigeng: "In Wang Jian's opinion, our Chenjia Village has put everything on the cooked medicine station. No matter what method is used, we must make the cooked medicine station well. It is the easiest thing to make mistakes when we are busy."

Chen Yongsheng couldn't help but sweat. If they were not on guard against Wang Jian and regarded Wang Jian as the Tian family caravan, they would definitely be plotted this time.

Chen Zigeng put the wrapped wool into his small shoulder bag: "I'll go to the city now."

Xie Liangchen looked at Adi's back and walked further and further away. She didn't have to worry too much, because at this moment, Chang Yue would let someone protect Adi.

Xie Liangchen looked at Chen Yongsheng: "Now that they have discovered their intentions, there is no need to be afraid. During this period, my second uncle led the villagers to patrol the village more."

Chen Yongsheng nodded.

After all the instructions were made, Xie Liangchen returned to the Cooking Medicine House. Looking at the medicinal materials placed on the table of the Cooking Medicine House, Xie Liangchen was stunned for a moment.

"What are you thinking?" Xu Tingzhen looked at Xie Liangchen.

After the Cooking Medicine Institute became busy, Xu Tingzhen simply moved to Chenjia Village. Before, Xu Tingzhen only thought that Xie Liangchen knew pharmacology and medicinal materials, and was smart, so he would definitely be able to understand it at all when he taught it, but he didn't expect that Xie Liangchen was more powerful than she thought.

Xie Liangchen can memorize all the medicinal materials and some experience prescriptions after reading them. Xie Liangchen is also familiar with acupuncture and acupoint selection.

Except for the difficulty in pulse diagnosis, the rest are natural.

Xu Ting sometimes feels confused. Is Miss Xie born like this or has another chance? She is not suspicious of Xie Liangchen, but Xie Liangchen cannot remember the past, which affects her judgment.

If Xie Liangchen had learned medicinal materials, pharmacology, pulse formula and acupuncture, how many books would he have read? Xu Ting couldn't help but think of Mrs. Wang Guangyang's collection of books.

Unless there are those books, it is difficult to raise such children.

Xie Liangchen's adoptive father and mother were just proficient in medical skills and could not have such ability. Now it seems that Xie Liangchen may be born with a strong memory, which is different from ordinary people.

Xu Tingzhen withdrew his thoughts.

Xie Liangchen also spoke: "Sir, someone is plotting against us."

Xu Tingzhen raised her eyebrows: "Who is it?"

Xie Liangchen shook his head: "It may be related to the Liao people. I wonder if they are interested in our cooked medicine center or have other plans."

Xu Ting's face was even more solemn: "How are you going?"

Xie Liangchen said: "We have had contact with General Song. I think the Liao people should report to General Song."

Xie Liangchen told Xu Tingzhen about Wang Jian’s fur business: “Maybe I am a villain and wronged Manager Wang, but now it seems that the timing of his choice and the things he brought are by no means a coincidence.”

What Xu Tingzhen hates most in daily life is this kind of calculation. When she encounters such a thing, she thinks of Mr. Dongli, who is the best at it.

"Let Geng'er tell Mr. Dongli about what happened here," Xu Tingzhen said, "he can think more thoroughly."

Xie Liangchen nodded: "My brother reported to General Song and will go to find the sir."

Xu Tingzhen calmed down and just had Dongli here: "Let's go, let's continue. In five days, we will send medicinal materials to the official pharmacy to choose medicine. We must try to make more medicinal materials before that."

...

Chen Zigeng went to Song Xian's yard alone.

After drinking half a cup of tea in the main hall, Song Xian and Cheng Yanzhao entered the door.

Chen Zigeng immediately jumped off the chair, took off the small shoulder bag he was carrying, and took out the wool that Wang Jian had sent to Chenjia Village from it.

Song Xian's eyes turned around Chen Zigeng's face and saw his cheeks that were blown red by the wind, his thin clothes on his body, his feet were also cloth shoes that were not old and were not worn, and he did not wear wool socks.

This winter is particularly cold. At least he wants to ask for some rice and grain from the court to at least allow the people in the northern border to eat. In his previous life, Song Xian often fought in the army. Now he has gone to the northwest to guard the border and has no chance to move so closely with the people. Now by chance, Xie Liangchen has lived again. He took over Zhenzhou and saw the situation of the people in Zhenzhou...

Some things in his heart have changed subtly. In addition to war, he also cares more about the people who have been destroyed by war for many years.

Chen Zigeng said: "Sister said that the wool is different, it is more like those north of the Juma River."

Song Xian looked at the wool in front of him and handed it to Cheng Yanzhao next to him. Since Wang Jian took action, the big fish at the bottom of the river would also float to the surface.

Song Xian said to Chen Zigeng: "I understand, be careful when you go back."

Chen Zigeng nodded, took out a wool mat from his pocket and handed it to Song Xian: "General Song, this is for you. The remaining wool in the village is made, and this can be placed on the horse's back. It is the wish of the villagers. Thank you for sending the mutton from the village before."

Last time, after Song Xian left Chenjia Village, he asked someone to send a sheep.

The sheepskin was sold and the mutton was eaten. Xie Liangchen added some wool and made such a mat.

Song Xian reached out to take the mat, and a gentle gaze flashed in his deep eyes: "Go back and thank the villagers for me, I've accepted the mat."

Chen Zigeng was very happy.

Song Xian looked at the small bag that Chen Zigeng was carrying. When he came, he was bulging and empty when he left. He subconsciously looked into the room. He only prepared tea here for many years and had nothing else.

There was nothing to give to Chen Zigeng, so Song Xian promised: "I'll teach you how to shoot archery when I have the chance."

Chen Zigeng said gratefully: "Thank you General Song."

After Chen Zigeng left, Cheng Yanzhao looked at Song Xian: "You are happier today, why?"

Song Xian walked to the desk and sat down: "No need to leave people after the New Year." The people behind Wang Jian and Wang Jian could be solved before the New Year, so it is naturally worth being happy.
Chapter completed!