Upon hearing the name, Jiang Qiao couldn't help but laugh. "Grandpa, with this move, you've completely erased Grandma's name. Doesn't Grandma have any objections?"

Wen Songtao couldn't help but laugh. "There's nothing we can do but bear with it. Compared to living, a name doesn't matter. Anyway, no one here calls her by her name."

"So you still have to go work in the fields?"

The old man nodded. "Do as much as you can. If you don't have enough work points, we'll make up the difference with money. It's not a big deal."

Jiang Qiao quickly took out the money and tickets she had prepared in her bag. "I'll keep this for your pocket money. As for your gold and silver, you shouldn't show it off. This place isn't like the city—"

Wen Songtao accepted the gift from his granddaughter without any apparent reason.

After packing her things, Jiang Qiao began to inquire about the old couple's living conditions here. After all, there was no able-bodied person in the family, and they couldn't go out often. The old couple were used to a life of luxury, and she was worried that they wouldn't be able to adapt to living on an empty stomach every day.

"Sigh, when you get old, you can't eat as much as you want. Just enough to fill your stomach is fine."

Seeing the old man's expression, Jiang Qiao smiled and said, "Grandpa, have you been craving meat for a while now?"

She just noticed; her eyes lit up when she saw the ham she brought.

Wen Songtao smiled sheepishly, "You little rascal, nothing escapes your notice. Anyway, you know how to hunt, so bring back some things for me to keep. At least when you're gone, you won't have to worry about my livelihood."

Let me tell you, there used to be hunters in this village, but the old ones have either died or are old, and the remaining ones will dig a trap and set a snare, but it depends on whether the prey takes the bait.

Girl, if you can, could you help us get some medicine? There used to be a folk doctor here, but he passed away last year. Since then, whenever someone gets sick, they've relied on the medicine I brought.

Otherwise, do you think he could possibly earn everyone's respect just because of his father and grandfather's connections in the underworld? After all, they're outsiders too.

Jiang Qiao listened to the old man talk about the situation here while drinking tea. She remembered most of the useful information. Although the place was small, it was still a place with people, so it was naturally a small society. However, it seemed that her grandfather was doing very well here.

Jiang Qiao casually inquired about the situation in the martial arts world and also mentioned the matter of sending fishing nets.

“That child is a good child. Let’s just give him the gift. Consider it helping them out. He’s been running around for us since we arrived. Besides, he’s sensible and keeps his mouth shut.”

The old man suddenly remembered something. "Girl, wait here, I have something for you."

Wen Songtao rummaged through the chests and cabinets and pulled out a package. Jiang Qiao looked at it and saw that it contained several very old books.

"this?"

Wen Songtao pushed the book to Jiang Qiao. "Girl, this was left behind by a folk doctor. He had no children and entrusted it to me personally before he died. I don't know what he meant, but he just told me to wait for the right person to come."

Jiang Qiao didn't care much at first, always thinking that even the best things left behind by a folk doctor couldn't be better than what Hou Diankui and his group had gotten.

However, when you open it, you'll be stunned. This is no ordinary paper book. It's made of parchment, and although it's old and worn, you can still make out the contents because the words aren't written on it. They were pricked out bit by bit with a needle.

Especially these characters; after studying them for a while, Jiang Qiao exclaimed in surprise, "The Divine Texts of Bian Que—!"

Not to mention Jiang Qiao, even Wen Songtao, who was sitting to the side, was stunned. The old man could hardly speak, "Girl, girl, what's going on? This was left behind by Bian Que?"

Jiang Qiao looked up with a happy smile on her face. "Grandpa, this Bian Que Divine Scripture must have been preserved by their descendants in this way. Think about it, back then, there was no paper, only bamboo slips, so it was impossible to preserve it."

So, I guess it must have been their descendants who came up with this method to preserve their ancestors' belongings. I never expected that something so miraculous would happen to you.

However, I just don't understand whether this old doctor is a descendant of Bian Que's family. It doesn't seem so—"

Because Jiang Qiao has already turned to the next book, which is about witch doctors and celestial healers, and this is obviously unrelated to Bian Que.

Wen Songtao couldn't help but chuckle wryly, "How could I have imagined it would be such a miraculous book? It's all about fate, isn't it? It seems this thing was meant to be yours. You're the only one in our family with medical skills, hahaha, girl, I don't even know how to describe my feelings right now, hahaha, this is too unexpected—"

Not to mention the old man, even Jiang Qiao was so excited that she didn't know how to express her feelings.

The question that Wen Songtao is most concerned about now is whether his granddaughter can understand these words.

He looked at it and could hardly recognize any of the characters. If this really was a divine book left by Bian Que, wouldn't it be a pity if he couldn't understand it? He had a treasure in his hand but didn't know how to use it. Wouldn't that be incredibly frustrating?

"Grandpa, this is not a problem. I have studied these characters. The books that others found for me before were all full of messy characters. Later, I focused on studying these characters."

Moreover, this bookstore also sells books on this topic, so you don't need to worry about that.

To be honest, even setting aside its intrinsic value, the name itself is priceless.

Wen Songtao patted Jiang Qiao on the shoulder and said, "Don't think that just because I don't know this stuff, I don't know that traditional Chinese medicine is in decline. Girl, study hard. Traditional Chinese medicine has existed for so many years, and there must be a reason for its existence. We should carry it forward and promote it."

Oh, and there are a few other things. They were all sent by the folk healer; I'll take them to you.

Wen Songtao found the medicine box from some obscure corner and wiped it with a rag.

"I don't understand the wood of this box. I don't know what kind of wood it's made of. See if you can use the things inside. I saw a nice jade pendant, but we don't need any more, so we've put it away. It's all inside. Take a look."

Jiang Qiao opened the medicine box and took a closer look. The first thing she saw was the jade pendant. She took it out and examined it for a while. Why did this thing look so familiar to her? It seemed to be very similar to the one she had seen in the valley.

However, she couldn't take out the jade pendant to compare it in front of Wen Songtao. But there was no rush; she could compare it later that night.

Now she's starting to have doubts. Is the jade pendant she saw left by the same person as this one? Could it be that the legend is true?