Chen Xinli looked at Doctor Liang's eyes full of longing as he looked at her, and she couldn't help but feel a headache.

The last time I left in a hurry, I told him a disinfection method and the doctor took it seriously.

Right now, it’s more important for my father to see a doctor, so I still have to maintain a good relationship with him.

"Hello, Doctor Liang. This is my father. Could you please take a look at his leg and see if it can recover?"

Chen Xinli asked as if asking.

Doctor Liang looked at Shen Fugui's left leg and after a careful examination, he said slowly, "What a pity! The bones and joints have been deformed, and the bones are obviously dislocated. Unless you meet the legendary ghost doctor, maybe he can put the bones back in place."

Shen Fugui's leg was bitten by a wolf and his left leg bone was directly broken.

At that time, I asked Doctor Lu to see me. Doctor Lu was a barefoot doctor in Qianniu Village. Usually, villagers would ask him for help when they had a headache or fever.

But Shen Fugui's leg was bleeding and broken, so Doctor Lu didn't dare to make a diagnosis easily and asked Shen's family to send him to the county for treatment.

The Shen family had no money, and Shen Fugui was unwilling to go. He only took the pain-relieving medicine prescribed by Doctor Lu occasionally, which was considered treatment.

Chen Xinli felt a little distressed. There was no way to cure her father's leg at the moment, so she had to wait until later!

Shen Fugui looked indifferent, but when he saw his daughter's disappointed face, a warm feeling rose in his heart, and he comforted his daughter:

"It's okay, Ali, Dad is used to it. Dad can still work!"

Watching the interaction between the father and daughter, Doctor Liang's favorable impression of Chen Xinli increased a bit, and he advised:

"I'll prescribe a prescription to relieve the pain. Your leg swelling is caused by overexertion, but you must do it within your capacity, otherwise it will cause greater inflammation and be dangerous."

Shen Fugui nodded.

After buying the medicine, the father and daughter said goodbye to Dr. Liang who was reluctant to leave, and prepared to go to Yunjin Pavilion to deliver the goods.

When I looked again, the little girl who had just been crying and the dead old man were nowhere to be found.

Yunjin Pavilion.

"Sorry, Fat Shopkeeper, we delivered this bamboo fan a little late."

Today, in addition to taking her father to see a doctor, Chen Xinli also had a mission.

It is to replenish the previous supply and send another batch of fans so that the fat shopkeeper can transport the goods to other Yunjin Pavilions in the north.

In the evenings these past few days, the family has been weaving bamboo fans. Although the progress is slow, they have accumulated nearly 500 of them.

"Brother Shen, niece A Li, here are four taels and seven qian of silver. Please count them. According to our previous agreement, one hundred swords will be charged at twelve wen, and the rest will be charged at eight wen."

Chen Xinli knew that there were not many wealthy families in the county, and those who did were just buying them for fun. The bamboo fans that had been sent to her were already showing signs of not selling well.

After all, twelve cents can buy a pound of rice now.

Ordinary farmers are reluctant to spend this money.

The one hundred swords that the fat shopkeeper bought at the price of twelve cents will probably be delivered to other Yunjin Pavilions in the north.

Although the shopkeeper made some profit, overall, this person was a strong supporter of their Shen family.

Chen Xinli couldn't help but smile and said, "Thank you, Uncle Pang, we trust you."

The father and daughter were going to the market to buy food.

As soon as I walked to the grain store, I found that there were quite a few people queuing in front of the store, and it was quite lively.

"Please, just sell me half a pound of flour! My mother is dying at home, and all she wants is a bowl of noodle soup!"

"Oh, the price of food is too high! Why has it increased so much?"

"Yes, it seems that God wants to end our life."

As they approached, they heard an impatient voice: "Go away, go and line up at the back! Don't waste my time."

An old man stood outside the team, holding seven cents in his hand, with a pleading look on his wrinkled face.

I think this is the person who was going to make noodle soup for his mother just now.

Chen Xinli looked at the food prices.

The price of rice rose to 18 wen per pound, brown rice to 10 wen per pound, and white flour to 15 wen per pound. The price of all food almost doubled.

The young man looked at everyone with an arrogant look on his face and said, "This is still expensive. The price will go up tomorrow. It's up to you to buy it or not!"

The people in the queue could only talk in low voices, and no one left.

After all, everyone in the family is waiting for food to be cooked, and if the price goes up again tomorrow, it will be even less cost-effective.

Chen Xinli was secretly shocked. County Magistrate Zhang had clearly said that he had reported the matter to the court. Logically, the court should have distributed relief grain.

But now, even though there is no news about the continuous relief food, the price of food in the north has risen so sharply.

It seems that something big has really happened in the court.

She was somewhat relieved that her family had stockpiled a lot of food, so she didn't have to worry about going hungry for the time being.

But this is just for our own family. If the underground canal can be dug successfully, at least the people of Xiping County will be able to survive this winter.

Not knowing how the culverts in other villages were being dug, Chen Xinli began to feel anxious.

She and her father looked at each other and sighed, both of them understood the current situation.

Although there was still food in stock at home, they did not dare to be careless. They lined up at the end of the line with their father, just behind the old man.

After waiting in line for a long time, it was finally their turn.

The old man filled a small bag with some flour and hurried away.

I think as he said, he really wants to fulfill his final filial duty to his family.

"Ali, let's buy 50 kilograms of white rice, brown rice, and white flour each! That way we'll have enough food."

But Chen Xinli has to agree.

The young man beside him said sarcastically, "You are kidding! It's so dry, if we can even harvest any crops, it would be a miracle!"

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