Having strength doesn't necessarily mean having to work hard. Since Grandma already knows my background, there's no need for me to exhaust myself. The basket is just a cover.

Several families in Zhao Village own oxcarts. After the busy farming season, they each choose a route to go to town to pick up passengers.

The so-called "pulling cart" was a way for villagers to go to town without walking, so they would take an oxcart. A round trip cost four coins, and a one-way trip cost two coins. It was somewhat of a prototype of a modern public bus.

The grandmother and granddaughter set off early, before the oxcart was full. Huang took out two cotton cushions from her basket, giving one to Zhao Qingyan and keeping the other for herself.

Looking at the cotton mat, Zhao Qingyan couldn't help but recall her school days in her previous life. In the cold winter, many parents would prepare various types of bench mats for their children, just in case they got cold.

At that time, she always envied other children who had parental love.

Looking at this cotton mat now, even though it was prepared by her grandmother, she felt the same warmth and love.

She smiled and thanked Mrs. Huang, then obediently sat in the seat her grandmother had arranged for her.

The oxcart was quite slow; it would take about an hour to walk, which is about two hours in modern time.

Zhao Qingyan has been afraid to leave these past few days.

Later, when the cloth shoes he wore on the mountain were worn out, and the secret of the space was exposed, he took out the hiking boots prepared in the space.

The embroidered shoes she's wearing now were prepared in her past life. They look quite exquisite, have durable rubber soles, and most importantly, are soft so they won't make her tired from walking.

For the first fifteen minutes after getting on the oxcart, Zhao Qingyan felt like her eyes couldn't see enough.

"This is all pristine, the air smells wonderful, and the scenery is beautiful."

Another fifteen minutes passed.

"Oh dear, when will we arrive? Everything looks the same, just green and yellow. Why aren't there any other colors?"

Fifteen minutes later, "I'm so bored, I'm so sleepy!"

The next moment, he fell asleep leaning on Huang's shoulder.

Fearing that her granddaughter might accidentally fall off the oxcart again, Mrs. Huang simply held her in her arms.

Smelling the familiar scent, it found a comfortable spot in Huang's arms and continued to sleep soundly.

This left Mrs. Huang both amused and exasperated.

When they arrived at Wufang Town and it was time to get off the bus, Huang woke Zhao Qingyan up.

"Wake up, it's time to get off the bus."

Zhao Qingyan opened her blurry eyes, looked around, and was about to get out of the car when she stopped moving.

"What's wrong? Get out of the car quickly," Huang said.

"My legs are numb, wait a minute," Zhao Qingyan said with a mournful face.

This caused Mr. Huang and the driver, Zhao Fulai, to burst into laughter.

Led by Huang, the mother and daughter quickly rented a carriage at a car rental shop for a high price of 300 coins and headed to Qingyang County.

The carriage was much faster. It took less than half an hour to travel from the town to the county.

Upon arriving in the county, we went straight to the largest medical clinic – Renji Pharmacy.

There are quite a lot of people seeing doctors in the pharmacy right now; the queue of benches is quite long. Four doctors are seeing patients at the same time.

There was a young boy at the entrance of the pharmacy. When he saw the grandfather and grandson come in, he immediately asked if they were there to see a doctor or to get medicine.

"Young man, you neither treat patients nor prescribe medicine, so I dug up some herbs from the mountains to ask if the pharmacy would accept them, so I can go back and buy rice to cook."

Huang spoke pitifully, and her voice was not loud, just loud enough for the little boy to hear.

The boy looked the Huang family grandfather and grandson up and down. "Wait a moment, I'll go ask the shopkeeper."

He quickly returned to the back room.

A moment later, the child came out.

"This way, sir and young lady." He then led the way, taking the grandfather and granddaughter to the backyard.

The courtyard was filled with medicinal herbs.

An old man dressed in a coarse blue robe was picking through the medicinal herbs in a basket.

Upon seeing the grandfather and grandson enter, he put down the basket in his hand and invited them to sit at the stone table in the courtyard.

"Madam, I've heard you have medicinal herbs. May I have a look?"

Instead of immediately showing the other party the medicinal herbs, Huang asked, "Do you buy snake gallbladders here?"

"Oh, snake gall? That depends on what kind of snake it is. It's definitely something I've collected."

The shopkeeper didn't mention the specific price.

"Oh," Huang said, turning to Zhao Qingyan.

"My dear girl, quickly take out that snake gall and let the doctor take a look."

Zhao Qingyan obediently took off the basket and reached into it, actually taking out the snake gall bladder that was in the bowl from her spatial storage.

In the Divine Dragon Kingdom, there are already people who specialize in feeding snakes to extract their gallbladders for sale, and the price is calculated by weight.

The snake gall bladder that Zhao Qingyan took out was bigger than a duck egg, which showed how big the snake must have been.

Huang actually had ulterior motives in mentioning snake gall first.

One was to tell the shopkeeper that she was not someone to be trifled with, and that she could kill the giant python if she were killed.

Another purpose was to test the waters, to see if Renji Pharmacy was as genuine as the legends suggested.

The shopkeeper, who had lived for so many years, had never seen such a large snake gall before, and his eyes lit up.

"Is this a python gall?"

"Exactly, this python is as thick as your flowerpot. I almost lost my old bones trying to kill it."

Ms. Huang patted her chest, expressing her lingering fear.

The shopkeeper was even more astonished; this little old lady in front of him didn't look like a master at all. Her face clearly said, "You're just trying to fool me."

Huang didn't offer any further explanation, saying, "Shopkeeper, give me a price."

The shopkeeper, of course, wouldn't just believe whatever others said. "May I pick up the bowl and check it?"

Huang nodded.

The shopkeeper nodded, confirming that this was indeed a genuine python gallbladder and not a fake.

"We always weigh the snake gallbladders by the kilogram before calculating the price."

Your snake gall is truly rare, so it will be priced as a single piece.

"We at Renji Hospital can offer 20 taels of silver for this snake gall. That's the highest price we can give. What do you say, sir?"

Huang stared into his eyes without saying a word, which made the shopkeeper, who rarely interacted with women except for patients, break out in a sweat.

Unable to withstand the pressure any longer, he said, "How about I add another two ounces for you?"

Mr. Huang nodded readily, "Deal."

The shopkeeper swallowed back the words he had prepared.

"Alright, I'll have someone bring the silver over right away."

Huang stopped the shopkeeper and told Zhao Qingyan to bring out the ginseng again.

When he saw Zhao Qingyan take the ginseng out of her basket and casually toss it on the stone table, his old heart pounded harder than that of an 18-year-old.

With trembling hands, he carefully picked up the ginseng.

Examine it carefully.

“Excellent, excellent! This is a rare, century-old ginseng! In the capital, this would be worth 700-800 taels of silver.”

"We're just a small county town, worth at most 500 taels of silver. That's the best price Renji can offer."

Huang's expected price was around 300-400 taels, but he still wanted to bargain, so he kept staring at the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper had no choice but to add another 30 taels, which satisfied Huang.

So he signaled Zhao Qingyan to continue taking out more goods.