Chapter 11 You call this medicine?

The black leather package was opened, revealing some miscellaneous items and a letter. Madam Fan, holding Xiao Bao, frowned and asked, "This...this is the stuff of bandits, isn't it?"

Fan Xiaoxiao nodded. After descending the mountain, they didn't use their own small boat again, but instead chose a small awning boat that bandits had brought from the shore. Once aboard, they were too busy escaping to check anything inside. The package was hidden so well that if Xiaobao hadn't found it, they probably wouldn't have known about it even after reaching the shore. She reached out and took the letter, unfolded it, and read only a few words, but she couldn't understand them…

Fan Xiaoxiao's face turned green instantly; she had forgotten that she was practically illiterate here. Seeing her reaction, Madam Fan smiled, took the letter from her hand, and read aloud: "Seize women and children in Wuxi Village, then go to Jingchuan County to kill the imperial envoy and intercept the disaster relief funds for Jingchuan!"

When Fan Shi read out the list of disaster relief funds to be intercepted in Jingchuan, her voice rose two decibels. She suddenly looked up at Aunt Wang and said, "Isn't Jingchuan your maternal home, Aunt Wang?"

Aunt Wang's face turned very pale, and she stammered in disbelief, "Little Bao's mother... are you... are you sure you didn't see wrong?"

Uncle Wang took the letter from Madam Fan's hand; he could read some words. After confirming the contents, he crumpled the letter into a ball and turned his face away. Madam Wang swayed, as if she was about to faint, which frightened Fan Xiaoxiao, who quickly went to support her.

"Auntie! The letter only mentioned that there was disaster relief money in Jingchuan, nothing else! Think about it, since someone is going to distribute the disaster relief money, it means that someone is in charge in Jingchuan now! Don't worry! Moreover, those bandits who wanted to intercept the disaster relief money have already been killed by the people in the village! With the disaster relief money, nothing serious will happen in Jingchuan!"

Fan Xiaoxiao spoke very quickly, but she still managed to get Wang Da Niang, who was almost knocked over, to hear her.

"Really...really?"

Madam Fan stepped forward and took Aunt Wang's hand, nodding repeatedly: "Yes, Aunt! Er Ya is right, please don't worry."

Uncle Wang started rowing the boat again and said in a muffled voice, "Alright, old woman, stop scaring yourself. Let's get to Guqu Town first, and then I'll go and find out about Jingchuan. There's no use in us overthinking here. Let's get through this first."

Aunt Wang nodded tearfully and patted Madam Fan's hand to indicate that she was feeling better. Just then, Xiao Bao, who was ahead, sneezed several times in a row, drawing everyone's attention back. Aunt Wang then remembered the herbs she had gathered: "Oh, right, the herbs I gathered for Xiao Bao!"

The small blue floral cloth package was taken out again. As she opened it, Aunt Wang said to Fan Xiaoxiao, "This medicine was discovered by your uncle when he caught a cold after being caught in the rain on the mountain. It's a bit harsh on the throat when you take it, and your tongue feels like it's being pricked with needles. But don't be fooled by its appearance, this stuff is even more effective than wild ginger! Just a little bit can make you sweat a lot. Your uncle only remembered it today when he saw it coming down from the mountaintop."

Listening to Aunt Wang's words, Fan Xiaoxiao's curiosity was successfully piqued—what could be more useful than wild ginger?! How could it be so amazing?

The small package was opened layer by layer, and after seeing what was inside, Fan Xiaoxiao immediately lost her composure.

"Holy crap! Chili peppers?!"

(End of this chapter)