Even if Little Buddha's genes are filled with paranoia and violence, so what!

People in this world are 30% determined by their genes and 70% by their environment. If they can learn to help and save lives from Dr. Liu and follow her to learn to abide by the law, even if they don't become useful members of society in the future, they won't go to a point of no return because of their stubborn nature.

When Doctor Liu saw the ginseng that Su Jiaoniang had brought, his eyes lit up. It wasn't his style to take things from a child.

However, for any doctor, such a large ginseng would certainly be tempting. Seeing Su Jiaoniang bring the gift, he was filled with anticipation and waited for Su Jiaoniang to state her terms.

Su Jiaoniang casually placed the ginseng on the table: "Doctor Liu, could you please help me process it?"

That's it??

Doctor Liu nearly snapped his beard. This girl was living such a frugal life, while he had plenty of money. If she wanted ginseng, he could buy it for her; how did it become a matter of processing it for her?!

Su Jiaoniang continued, "After it's finished, you can cut off a piece to keep for yourself. I can't let you work so hard for nothing."

Doctor Liu stared at the large ginseng root with its intact roots: "Aren't you short of money?"

"Money is easy to earn, but ginseng is rare. It's best to process it quickly so that the medicinal effects don't diminish."

"Prepare it! Prepare it!" Doctor Liu glared at Su Jiaoniang, feeling that this woman was unpredictable. This young woman from a small mountain village, upon acquiring such a valuable item, didn't immediately think of selling it to become rich.

Su Jiaoniang put down the ginseng, smiled and left. Processing takes time, and there's no reason to keep watching. She trusts Doctor Liu.

As for why she didn't give the ginseng to Doctor Liu in exchange for Xiao Futu's qualification to study medicine, Su Jiaoniang herself had a plan. Since Xiao Futu would become a major villain in the book, the arrangement in the dark would naturally not be too smooth.

If you have a ginseng that can save your life in a critical moment, you should naturally keep it in your own hands.

An opportunity to let the child study medicine can be found again, but a ginseng this big is not easy to find.

Back home, the little girl was squatting on a small stool, looking longingly at her. The moment she saw her, she tugged at her sleeve and said, "Mommy, let's eat." Then she pulled Su Jiaoniang to the kitchen.

Su Jiaoniang smiled as she watched the obedient little girl squatting in front of the stove, preparing to start a fire.

As expected, this little girl is a sweet and considerate daughter. Although she's not very smart, her thoughtfulness is enough.

Su Jiaoniang quickly prepared dinner and ate with the three children.

In the darkness of night, watching the three children sleeping side by side, I slowly closed my eyes.

The next morning, I got up early to deliver liangpi (cold skin noodles) to the Cai family. After delivering the liangpi, I headed to the market!

Heading towards the busiest area, I put down my basket, placed the ice crusher on a rock, took out ice blocks wrapped in cotton blankets from a wooden box, and began making ice bowls to sell.

Cool and refreshing things look appetizing, and the addition of red and green small fruits makes them irresistible to children. Su Jiaoniang slowly ate a bowl of shaved ice, enjoying the cool and sweet taste, which made her feel refreshed and cool from the inside out on a summer day.

People coming and going are always quite curious.

Seeing Su Jiaoniang holding an ice bowl and eating, he couldn't help but move closer. He was attracted by the shaved ice and pretty decorations in the bowl: "What is this? It looks like ice cubes, but the filling is hawthorn and apricot?"

"Yes, would you like a bowl?" Su Jiaoniang asked with a smile.

She was beautiful; when she smiled, her eyes squinted like the moon, with the corners of her eyes slightly upturned. She exuded vitality and spirit, and compared to the other tired people, she was attractive in every way, from her spirit to her appearance.

A look of surprise flashed in the newcomer's eyes: "Then give me a bowl!"

"Three coins a bowl." Su Jiaoniang didn't start immediately. Three coins could buy an egg or a steamed bun, which was an exorbitant price here. The man in front of her was wearing clothes that were washed until they were almost white.

The family must be in dire straits. It's not that I look down on them, but rather that I've stated the price so that the other party can consider it before deciding whether to buy it. That's more humane.

The man paused, his gaze falling on Su Jiaoniang: "Three coins?"

"Yes." Although the cost of making ice is not high, the ice-making technology and machines are currently probably exclusive.

"Then give me a bowl." The man took out three coins from his pocket and slowly handed them to Su Jiaoniang, his eyes fixed on the ice until the shaved ice was made, sprinkled with red jam, and garnished with bits of dried fruit. He then took a bite with a small wooden spoon.

Sweet and sour, cool and refreshing, summer doesn't seem so unbearable at this moment.

"Business is tough here. Why don't you head over to the academy? The scholars there are suffering in the sweltering heat and might want some of this." With that, the man put down the small wooden bowl and left.

Su Jiaoniang stared at the man's back, thinking to herself that the suggestion seemed pretty good.

The man left, but Su Jiaoniang's business continued.

As noon approached, more and more children gathered around. Most people who lived in the county town had some possessions, and when the children cried and begged for a bowl, they would buy them one.

The market was bustling with people. Old Zhu was walking down the street when she suddenly saw Su Jiaoniang selling shaved ice. She pulled the people behind her and hurried over.

Finally, Su Jiaoniang sold out of the shaved ice she brought. She rubbed her slightly sore shoulders, slung her basket over her shoulder, and prepared to leave. Suddenly, someone patted her on the back. Turning around, she saw Old Zhu with a man behind her.

The man was none other than Zhu's husband, Lu Dashan, the eldest son of Old Zhu. He had a thick black beard, was tall and imposing, and seemed not very bright. Occasionally, a glint of shrewdness would flash in his eyes, revealing that he was not as honest as he appeared, but rather a shrewd and calculating man.

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