Song Yun took a wild pear, wiped it clean and took a bite. The taste was actually okay, but it was a little small and not as juicy as the improved varieties in later generations. However, it was still pretty good.
Song Yun thought about it, and suddenly her eyes lit up. "These wild pears can be used to make pear paste. The weather will soon be cold, and dry throats and coughs are most likely to occur during the change of seasons. Drinking this pear paste is very good."
Qi Mo Nan thought of his old man who always coughed in autumn and winter. "Then I'll pick some more and make more pear paste. Grandpa—I'll take some back too."
Song Yun knew what he was thinking and nodded. "Hey, I see there's a wild pear tree over there with a lot of fruit. I'll go pick some over there. Ziyi, you pick some from the tree next to me, and Fangfang can pick some below."
The muddy ground under the tree was covered with dead leaves, so the pears wouldn't break when dropped from the tree, which made it more efficient.
She pretended to rummage through the bottom of the backpack, but in fact she took out two thirty-jin cloth bags from the system storage compartment. They were spare bags she had bought when she went to Beijing a few days ago, and there were still more than a dozen in the storage compartment.
The four of them immediately started working. As expected, according to Song Yun's arrangement, their speed in picking wild pears increased significantly. In just half an hour, two 30-jin cloth bags were full.
"No, don't pick any more. You can't take them away no matter how many you pick. Let's come back tomorrow."
When Song Yun came down from the tree, she saw Liu Fangfang sitting under the tree to rest. She looked not very well, and her heart skipped a beat. She had been too excited about picking fruits just now, and only now did she remember that Liu Fangfang was not in good health. She had walked on the mountain road for such a long time and followed them around all the time. She must be exhausted.
She quickly took out Liu Fangfang's water bottle from her backpack, quietly dripped some low-level nutrient solution into it, turned around and handed it to Liu Fangfang, "You must be exhausted, drink some water."
Liu Fangfang's face turned pale. She took the water from Song Yun and forced a smile. "It's my own fault. My body is not doing well."
"Drink quickly." Song Yun helped Liu Fangfang up and pressed several acupoints on her back with her hands.
Liu Fangfang felt a little more relaxed. She took a sip from the kettle and found the water a little sweet and delicious. She took another big gulp and felt as if her body had regained strength. The previous feeling of weakness had disappeared without a trace.
But she didn't think it was the result of drinking water. She remembered that before drinking water, Song Yun pushed and pressed her back a few times. The feeling was similar to the feeling after Master Fei gave her the acupuncture.
Seeing Liu Fangfang looking at her curiously, Song Yun had to explain, "I know some massage techniques, but massage can only relieve your physical discomfort. If you want to cure your illness, you have to take medicine."
Speaking of taking medicine, Liu Fangfang's usually bright eyes dimmed, "Ginseng must be very expensive." Her sister-in-law had heard from somewhere that her parents were asking people everywhere to buy ginseng for her, and there was a quarrel at home. She sometimes thought that living in this state would only be a burden to her family, and it would be better for her to just die. But she couldn't bear to do that, she couldn't bear to leave her parents who were so good to her.
Song Yun patted the back of her hand and said, "Silly girl, no matter how expensive ginseng is, can it be as valuable as your life? If you lose money, you can earn it again, but if you lose your life, you lose everything. Don't let your imagination run wild. Your parents love you so much. You will make a lot of money in the future to provide for your parents in their old age."
Liu Fangfang was amused by her. "I'm making a lot of money with my age? You just tease me."
Seeing that she was in good spirits, Song Yun pulled her up and said, "Come back quickly. Your parents must be worried."
On the way back, Song Yun asked Liu Fangfang to carry Ziyi in a small backpack, which was lighter. Although Ziyi was still quite small, he had become stronger since practicing with her, and was no less powerful than an adult. The backpack Fangfang carried was smaller than a normal one, a medium-sized one, which was just right for him to carry.
In addition to carrying a large basket of mushrooms, Qi Mo'nan's left and right hands were busy. He was holding the two heaviest bags of wild pears, while Song Yun was holding a bag of hawthorns and most of a bag of wild pears.
It was already evening when the four of them arrived at the foot of the mountain. They happened to meet Captain Liu and Fangfang's second brother Liu Hongbing who were preparing to go into the mountain to look for someone.
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