As she spoke, she shoved the basket into Qianwu's arms, pulled Nizi's hand, and pointed it out to the village chief's wife.

"Look at my daughter's hands. Last night, she used the herbs that Madam picked to boil water for a bath, and this morning the rashes have subsided a lot. They don't feel rough to the touch anymore. With these mosquito-repellent herbs lit, she can sleep through the night without being bitten in the middle of the night."

The village chief's wife examined it closely. "It's definitely much better, Nizi. How are you feeling?"

"It doesn't itch or hurt anymore. Soaking in that medicine makes my whole body feel cool and comfortable," Nizi said softly.

Aunt Huang's smile deepened. "This is all thanks to Madam's method. I plan to give Nizi another bath tonight."

"Auntie, you can also crush the medicine and apply it. Peppermint is quite cooling, and the child is weak, so don't soak it again after one more time," Lin Yinan said at the right moment.

The village chief was about to organize the villagers to cut mosquito-repelling grass after hearing this when Hu Shao stopped him.

He explained to the village chief in detail how to use the mosquito-repellent grass and some precautions.

Lin Yinan added, "The most important thing is not to damage their roots when cutting them, so that they can grow back every year."

The most important thing is continuous growth and long-term development.

"Yes! Madam is right." The village chief nodded repeatedly.

Lin Yinan then took out a piece of paper from his sleeve pocket. "Village chief, do you see if anyone in the village can make this tool?"

The village chief frowned, staring intently at the diagram on the paper.

"What is this, and what is its purpose?"

"This tool is called a flail. It can be used to thresh grains, so people don't have to squat on the ground and pound the grain, which saves a lot of effort," Lin Yinan said.

Hu Shao leaned closer to look, his eyes lighting up. "Village chief, I know who can do it."

He spent the longest time in this village and became very familiar with the villagers.

"Wait for me, I'll go and get him."

As everyone stood in the courtyard, the village chief's wife and Aunt Huang began to offer Lin Yinan the pancakes they had made.

Lin Yinan was indeed hungry, so she didn't stand on ceremony and tried one of the pancakes from each basket.

"Delicious! It tastes just like the ones my mom makes." She didn't hold back her praise.

The village chief's wife seized the opportunity to start a conversation, "Is your family also from the north, Madam?"

"My family used to live in Pingcheng."

“Oh, that’s not far from us. My home was originally a county under the jurisdiction of Yicheng.”

Lin Yinan nodded; it was a city she had passed through when she first arrived, fleeing from the war.

"It is indeed quite close."

The village chief's wife used this topic to talk to Lin Yinan about the local customs and culture. The original owner had only been to Jiancheng, so Lin Yinan didn't know much about it and could only smile and agree.

Are you settling in well here?

“We arrived late, so we’ll eat the grain we planted at the end of last year sparingly, and we can hold out until the new harvest,” said the village chief’s wife.

Aunt Huang smiled and sighed, "Although there are more mosquitoes here and it rains a lot, there are plenty of wild vegetables to eat on the mountain and in the fields."

The village chief stood by with a forced smile, unable to get a word in edgewise as the women talked.

Before long, Hu Shao pulled over a young man carrying tools.

When the village chief saw the newcomer, he understood immediately and handed the blueprints to the young man.

Can you do it?

The young man nodded cautiously after reading it, "I'll give it a try."

The flail is like a nunchaku, consisting of a long handle and a sturdy piece of wood shaped like a drumstick. Both are connected by a pivot with a round hole, which makes it easy to turn and saves effort.

The villagers who heard the news gathered outside the courtyard to watch what was happening.

The village chief would have the villagers find whatever materials were needed to make a flail.

This thing is not difficult to make at all; the difficult part is the connection of the pivot, which requires drilling holes in such thick wood.

After several trials, the flail was finally completed an hour later.

Villagers who were nearby immediately brought over their unhulled rapeseed, laid out an oilcloth underneath, and the village chief, acting as the test subject, picked up a flail and pounded the rapeseed on the ground in full view of everyone.

With his hand raised high, the flail would slam down heavily.

A moment later, the village chief burst into laughter, "This really is a good thing!"

"Village chief, let me give it a try!"

"Me too!"

The villagers eagerly tried out the flail and praised it highly.

Lin Yinan pulled Hu Shao aside.

“Since you’re staying, take this opportunity to promote this tool and save the villagers some effort. Other villages may not have anyone who knows how to make it. If possible, why don’t you take that young man to other villages and teach them?”

"I'll listen to my sister." After her reminder, Hu Shao suddenly understood.

"I'll leave two bodyguards for you. There are many wild animals in the mountains and forests, so try not to sleep outdoors at night."

After giving Hu Shao his instructions, Lin Yinan turned around and bid farewell to the village chief, leaving the village to continue her journey to Chi'an.

Yun Shiyi led the way. He had previously followed Yun Mo to Chi'an to suppress bandits and knew the way.

As you leave the village, the forest becomes increasingly lush.

Even the path that Yun Mo and his group had previously cleared was overgrown with all sorts of weeds, making it difficult to spot without careful observation, and the path was winding upwards.

The mountain road was difficult to traverse, and they had to be very careful not to get scratched by the thorns along the roadside while riding on horseback.

About an hour later, Yun Shiyi, who was walking at the front, stopped.

"Why did you stop?" Qianxia asked, peering ahead in confusion.

Lin Yinan dismounted and was about to walk forward when she saw Yun Shiyi walking quickly towards her.

"Madam, the mountain road ahead has been blocked by a landslide."

As he spoke, he and Lin Yinan arrived at the blocked mountain road.

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