Chapter 437: The No.1 Scholar’s ​​Dark Moonlight Ex-wife 05

The warm winter sun, like golden honey, slowly flows in the cold air, bringing a touch of gentle warmth to the earth.

Yue Hongying took out the herbs she had dug some time ago and placed them on a bamboo plate to dry while muttering to herself, "I wonder if the purchase price of astragalus is high these days."

Shen Xinran looked up at the sun in the sky. It was indeed a good day, so she returned to the room and prepared to take out the quilt to dry it in the sun to remove the moisture.

When she passed by Han Ziwen, he was sitting at the desk writing something. When he saw her coming, he quickly covered the words on the table with a book.

Shen Xinran pursed her lips. "If you don't show me, I don't want to see it." She hugged her quilt and turned to go to the yard.

There is a special clothesline in the yard. Shen Xinran only needs to hang the quilt on it, and then use a stick to gently pat the quilt to allow sunlight to penetrate better.

During lunch, Yue Hongying looked at Han Ziwen and asked, "Are you going to the county town these days? If so, please help me take this batch of astragalus to the pharmacy and sell it."

In fact, the pharmacy in the town also buys medicinal materials, but the purchase price in the county town is higher, so Yue Hongying always asks Han Ziwen to help her take them to the county town to sell.

Han Ziwen frowned and thought for a moment, "I'll finish copying the books for the bookstore tomorrow, so I can go to the county town the day after tomorrow."

Shen Xinran raised his head and said with a smile: "Take me with you, I haven't been to the county town for a long time, I want to go shopping."

Han Ziwen nodded and said, "Then we'll set off after breakfast the day after tomorrow."

After lunch, Shen Xinran helped Yue Hongying clean up the dishes, while Han Ziwen continued to work at his desk.

The sunlight shines through the window onto the desk, and Han Ziwen's shadow stretches long on the wall, appearing particularly quiet.

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It takes about an hour to walk from Han's house to the county town. After walking for half an hour, Shen Xinran felt like his legs were about to break.

There was a low sound of wooden wheels rolling over the mud behind him. Shen Xinran looked back and saw an ox cart slowly driving towards them.

A simple wooden frame covered with some hay.

The driver was an old farmer with traces of time on his face. He was smoking his pipe leisurely, looking relaxed and contented.

Shen Xinran took the initiative to step forward and ask: "Old man, where are you going?"

The old farmer held the reins lightly in one hand and his pipe in the other, and said with a kind smile, "I'm going to the county town."

A hint of surprise flashed in Shen Xinran's eyes, "We are going to the county town too, can you give us a ride?"

The old farmer nodded readily and said, "Of course, as long as you don't mind, you can come up."

Shen Xinran got on the oxcart in just a few steps, saying as he walked, "I don't mind, I don't mind."

Han Ziwen still had half a basket of astragalus on his back. He frowned when he saw the ox cart full of straw, but he still followed Shen Xinran.

However, he first placed the backpack on the ox cart, and then sat on the backpack with his back straight.

The ox cart began to move slowly. Han Ziwen held the side of the cart tightly with both hands, trying his best to prevent his clothes from coming into direct contact with the cart.

The old farmer seemed to notice Han Ziwen's discomfort and said loudly, "Don't worry, young man. This old cow walks very steadily and won't let you fall."

Han Ziwen smiled, then took out a steamed bun from his bag, handed it to the old man, and asked, "Old man, have you had breakfast? Would you like a steamed bun?"

The old farmer took a look at the steamed bun, then took it and said with a smile, "It just so happens that I haven't eaten it yet. Thank you."

Han Ziwen also smiled and said, "Actually, we should thank you, otherwise we don't know how long we will be together."

Shen Xinran sat on the straw. After noticing Han Ziwen's discomfort, she took the initiative to take over the topic, "Uncle, what happened to you going to the county town?"

The old farmer replied cheerfully, "My eldest daughter just had a baby, and I'm sending her some eggs."

Shen Xinran nodded, "Oh, you gave birth? Then we really need to go and see. Is it a boy or a girl?"

The old farmer said with a hint of pride, "It's a boy, and he's growing up strong."

Shen Xinran exclaimed in admiration: "What a blessing! You will definitely achieve great things in the future."

Shen Xinran and the old farmer chatted with each other, time passed unknowingly, and soon they arrived at the county town.

After seeing the city wall of the county town, Han Ziwen breathed a sigh of relief. When the ox cart stopped, he quickly stood up and jumped off the cart.

Chen Xinran waved goodbye to the old farmer, "Old man, we're leaving first. See you again if we're lucky."

The old farmer also waved back, "See you again if we're lucky."

After the old farmer walked away, Han Ziwen looked at Shen Xinran and asked, "Should we go to the pharmacy first, or the bookstore first?"

Shen Xinran's eyes fell on the backpack on Han Ziwen's back. "Let's go to the pharmacy and sell the astragalus first. It will be tiring to carry it all the time."

This batch of astragalus was picked by Yue Hongying two months ago. After processing, there were still twenty kilograms left, and it was sold for a total of one or two taels of silver.

Although this one or two taels of silver may not seem like much, it is already a very good income in the countryside. After all, most families in the village only earn two or two taels of silver a year.

Yue Hongying earned one or two taels of silver in just two months, which is why she was able to raise Han Ziwen alone.

Yue Hongying's father was a quack doctor. Yue Hongying was influenced by him since she was a child and could identify some medicinal herbs and treat some minor illnesses.

There are three bookstores in the county town. Han Ziwen went to the largest one, called "Hanmoxuan".

The owner of this bookstore is a slightly plump middle-aged man. He stood at the door of the store early in the morning, as if waiting for something.

When he saw Han Ziwen coming over with a backpack on his back, he immediately greeted him with a smile, "You're finally here, your book—"

Han Ziwen coughed and said, "I have finished copying the books you asked me to copy. I will give them to you later."

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment. He turned to Shen Xinran and asked tentatively, "What is this?"

Han Ziwen replied: "This is my wife."

The shopkeeper seemed to understand something and nodded. "Madam, please come in quickly and take any book you like. I'll put it on my account."

As the shopkeeper spoke, he led Shen Xinran into the store and gave the waiter a look.

The waiter immediately ran over and said to Shen Xinran with a smile, "Madam, please come this way. All the books you like are here."

The bookstore is a wooden structure divided into two floors. The shelves are filled with various books, exuding a faint scent of ink.

While Han Ziwen was talking to the shopkeeper, Shen Xinran started walking around the bookstore, but after looking around, he didn't see Ruyi.