This is Baicao Shi heard from the Pei family again.

Not only does he do business, but he also has his own chamber of commerce, which is doing quite well.

Invitations from the Chamber of Commerce are a tricky thing right now, so Baicao Shi decided to try her luck at the market.

The family of five set off, and the real first floor was far away. His existence was for secret protection, so he was not particularly close. As for Tie Lanxin, she was not interested in medicinal materials, but wanted to go to the commercial market to buy some daily necessities.

Baoen Temple is located in the east of Boyang City, covering a large area and has strong incense.

Around the temple, Boyang City's most unique medicinal market has developed. It is now afternoon, and the flow of people is still strong. In addition to medicine and pesticide dealers, there are also some vendors selling local snacks.

One of the candy sellers caught Bai Xiaoshu's attention.

The candy was placed in an open bowl and was in a gelatinous, crystalline yellow-brown color. The candy seller was an old lady who looked to be in her seventies, with a lot of teeth missing, and she was still humming a song.

When someone buys candy, she inserts a bamboo stick into the candy and stirs it, forming a round ball like a snowball. Each candy stick costs five cents, which is not cheap.

Bai Xiaoshu swallowed. He still remembered his sister saying that you shouldn't eat too much sugar.

The green-headed man smiled and said: "Oh, I can still see this thing, it's all a long-lasting memory."

Baicao Shi smiled and stepped forward, "Mother-in-law, here are five candies."

The old lady smiled happily, kept moving her hands, and was very nimble, "Girl, your accent is from another place. Do you know that Boyang is famous for its candy?"

Not only did Baicao Shi know about it, he even tasted it in modern times.

Maltose, also called maltose, is made from rice, barley, wheat, millet and other grains. It can replenish vital energy, strengthen the spleen and stomach, and is much better than the sugar produced by modern industry.

"Mother-in-law, not only do I like to eat, but our whole family also loves to eat."

When she said "whole family", she spoke very strongly. Zheyu looked away, but his eyebrows were slightly curved.

"Master, eat the candy. Mom, it's yours." The third one was given to Zheyu. She tilted her head and looked at him, then turned the candy in her hand, "Yu Bao? Eat the candy."

Just like... coaxing a child.

Zheyu sighed helplessly. He couldn't change the name. He took the candy and ate a little.

The aftertaste is sweet and layered in the mouth, making you feel relaxed and happy.

He had never had the chance to eat these folk foods before.

"Is it delicious?" Baicao Shi blinked her eyes, not forgetting to interact with him.

"You'll know after one bite."

The rest are Baicao Shi and Bai Xiaoshu.

The old woman started to mutter something again. "Shengyang nourishes the stomach, ginseng and qi, coptis, pinellia, tangerine peel, lingxie, windfeng and Qiang Duhuo, bupleurum, white peony, ginger and jujube."

What does it mean to be a master among the people? This is it.

Baicao Shi's eyes lit up, and he didn't care about eating sweets. "Mother-in-law, are you reading... "The Song of Soup"?"

"Soup Gejue" was written in the Qing Dynasty. It compiles the composition of prescriptions into songs for easy memorization and application.

The old woman shook her head and said, "I haven't heard what you said. As we get older, our memory deteriorates. I usually memorize it more to prevent forgetting."

Baicao Shi's eyes rolled, and the plan came to mind. "Mother-in-law, do you think this is good? You memorize it, and I will help you memorize it with pen and ink, so that you won't forget it."

Traditionally, doctors' prescriptions have been passed down by word of mouth, and there is also a phenomenon of people cherishing them. This has led to the loss of prescriptions and a gap in knowledge and experience. Baicao Shi also has a try attitude. If the old man refuses, she will not force it.

Unexpectedly, the old woman agreed.

But I didn’t have any pen and ink on hand. Baicao Shi decided to borrow it from Baoen Temple.
Chapter completed!