The Bai Song Dynasty had long known that the silver of the Tang Dynasty was extremely valuable, but did not want it to be so valuable.
A raw deer, with the skin and internal organs removed, weighs forty or fifty pounds.
I bought it all for two taels of silver.
This little money is enough to feed a family of three for more than three months.
Sang Sang was dumbfounded. She didn't expect Brother Bai to become so lavish after he went to the Lin family, even giving away a few taels of silver without any counter-offer.
I felt happy now, knowing that Brother Bai was living a good life in the Lin family, otherwise he wouldn't be so rich.
But apart from the joy, I also felt a little lonely, and it became much quieter on the way home.
Sangsang's family is located under a row house in the western suburbs. In addition to the roof, there are four bamboo walls for ventilation throughout the day. A curtain is drawn in the middle with a linen to divide the already small space into two rooms.
Outside there are stoves, water jars, rice jars, brooms and other common farmhouse items.
This is the case with the Sangsang family, and the same is true with all the surrounding households.
Thinking back to the high-walled courtyard of the Lin family, it was a world of difference.
Sangsang didn't realize that her home was shabby at all. After arriving home, she regained her energy and shouted at the top of her lungs: "Mom, Brother Bai is back."
A woman's coughing sound came from inside the shack: "Cough cough cough... which... which big brother Bai?"
"Brother Bai Song!"
"Nephew Bai Xian is back?"
The voice inside suddenly became excited, and then the curtain was opened. The woman crouched and leaned on the beam of the partition wall to poke her head out. She had messy black and white hair and haggard gray spots on her face. At first glance, she looked a bit leaky.
people.
But Bai Song had already searched for this woman from his memory.
She was Sang Sang's mother, Huang. Bai Song never knew her exact name, so she just called her aunt.
She was said to be an aunt, but in the past, her concern for Bai Song could be said to be her mother.
The Bai Song brothers and sisters have always been under his care.
The incomplete and fuzzy memory made Bai Song feel more close to this woman.
But my aunt looks very different now than in my memory. I can't help but ask: "Aunt, I haven't seen you for only a month. Why are you so haggard?"
"Mom is sick."
Sangsang lowered his head and said a little lowly.
But Mr. Huang smiled: "It's nothing, who doesn't have a disease? He will be fine in a few days. Ahem..."
It was okay to prevaricate others, but Bai Song was a professional, and he could tell at a glance that Huang's illness was unusual.
"Auntie, let me take a closer look."
Bai Song's words stunned the mother and daughter.
Bai Song then explained: "I went to the Lin family to take care of Miss Lin. I learned some medical skills through my ears and eyes. I can't trouble myself with common diseases."
Both mother and daughter knew that Bai Song married into the Lin family because Miss Lin was infected with the plague. Bai Song went to take care of Miss Lin and learned some medical skills. It is not difficult to imagine this.
Sang Sang has always admired Brother Bai. When he heard what Brother Bai said, he immediately beamed with joy: "Mom, please show Brother Bai quickly."
Huang was doubtful, but nodded.
After feeling the pulse, Bai Song looked at the whites of Huang's eyes and the coating on his tongue, and he already made a conclusion in his mind.
What Lin Xiang'er contracted was not the plague, but the Huang family in front of her was contracted by the real plague!
The rumors from the outside world that there is a plague raging outside Mang County are not false rumors, there is indeed a plague that is rampant.
In an environment like the shanty towns in the western suburbs, they are simply a breeding ground for the plague virus, and human-to-human transmission is inevitable.
But, the plague in front of us is not a big problem.
It is a relatively less harmful form of malaria.
The relatively weak harm is from the perspective of the Bai Song Dynasty.
Malaria was left unchecked in ancient times and was one of the three notorious culprits of the plague.
If the disease is not treated for a long time, the mortality rate is very high.
The main route of transmission is mosquitoes, which is extremely difficult to control.
Bai Song's expression gradually became serious. The key to treating malaria was Artemisia annua, which was a native product of China, but Bai Song did not know the specific growth environment of Artemisia annua.
To cure Huang, you can rely on the mysterious space to obtain a part of Artemisia annua.
But even if Huang is cured now, the plague is not under control, and even if it is cured, it may recur.
Curing one person is treating the symptoms rather than the root cause. It is absolutely impossible to obtain such a large amount of Artemisia annua by relying on space capabilities.
Bai Song was silent for a long time, and Sang Sang also began to worry: "Brother Bai, is my mother's illness difficult?"
"My dear nephew, you don't have to worry about it. My disease is incurable. Many people around me have the same disease. They have taken various medicines, but no one can get better. I heard from people outside that this disease
It takes nine thousand years of blood to heal."
"Nine thousand years old blood?" Bai Song was confused.
"It's the blood of a bastard that will become a sperm. I heard that a tenant farmer from a neighboring village bought it from a Taoist priest for a hundred dollars. After drinking the blood of a nine-thousand-year-old man, his illness was cured."
"Spit!" Bai Song spat disdainfully, "Auntie, don't worry, I can cure this disease!"
"Really?" Sangsang said in surprise.
Bai Song didn't say much, gave Sangsang a piece of silver, gave her instructions for more than ten kinds of medicinal materials, and told her to go to the medicine shop in the county to buy them immediately.
Bai Song, on the other hand, took a nap under the shabby shanty thinking about Artemisia annua under the pretense of being sleepy.
For several days, Bai Song did not use the energy of space.
Artemisia annua is not a rare thing, I believe you can get some from space.
Sure enough, Bai Song obtained three plants of Artemisia annua from the space, which was enough for one person to use.
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At that time, there was an extra layer of flying snow on the sky.
Lin Xiang'er was lying on the window looking at the plum blossoms in full bloom in the courtyard, feeling lost in her thoughts.
I thought it would be a very difficult day for today's trip, but Mr. Xu, who I couldn't let go of, appeared again. Seeing him betraying his oath and giving up his reputation, the loss and disappointment should be heartbreaking.
But Lin Xiang'er couldn't understand why she really didn't think about it anymore after the incident was over, and why she really threw away the handkerchief she regarded as a treasure and didn't pick it up again.
What I am thinking about now is not Mr. Xu, but the prodigal son who came from a poor family!
Lin Xiang'er shook her head vigorously, trying hard not to let herself think about the bad guy, and trying hard to think about the little romance she had with Mr. Xu in the past.
Staying together by the lake, looking at each other across the water, singing to express our feelings, and poems to express our ambitions, this is the romance that all ladies admire the most.
A few days ago, when Lin Xiang'er heard for the first time that Mr. Xu had moved into a merchant's house and became the son-in-law of another family, she was filled with grief and anger, and she almost lost her life because of her anger.
At that time, Lin Xiang'er could still die for Mr. Xu.
But now, with a simple face-to-face meeting, Mr. Xu seems to have become a thing of the past, and it seems that this person is not as important in his heart as he expected.
Several years of friendship passed away with just one thought?
On the contrary, why did that poor guy from a humble family whom I had only known for a few days suddenly appear in my heart and linger in my mind?
Think about everything that guy did, touch his legs and rub his buttocks, squeeze his shoulders and rub oil, and kiss him imperiously and forcefully, which one was not a huge offense?
If his father found out, that guy would have been beaten to death countless times!
But I just don't want to tell others, for fear of others knowing, it seems like a little secret between the two of them, I want to be angry, but I still want to think about it.
"Why hasn't this person come back? Is he lost or doesn't want to come back at all?"
"They were angry and left him alone... A grown man wouldn't be so stingy, would he?"
Thinking about it, Miss Lin couldn't sit still, and a strange idea came to her despite the wind and snow.