Those people scattered in a panic.
Shi Lao Er stood at the door and cursed for a while before returning indignantly.
"If you want to get treatment, go somewhere else. Just because your clinic is incompetent doesn't mean other doctors can't cure it."
Then they went to move around Shizhen Township together with Shi Laosan.
Qiao Lian'er was now certain that Shi Zhenxiang was truly beyond saving, but judging from Shi Lao Er's unwillingness to give up, he would probably stay in the county town for a few more days to exhaust the last glimmer of hope to cure Shi Zhenxiang.
This, in turn, bought the Ling family an opportunity.
Ah Da and the others also spread the news, and people started loitering around the clinic, hoping to see the Shi family make a fool of themselves.
After those people ran away, a new group of people surrounded them.
She believed that by then, the momentum would truly be established.
Qiao Lian'er was thin and small, and she was on the side of the counter, hidden by an extended cabinet, so Shi Lao Er didn't see her.
She grabbed some headache medicine and went out, then went to the alley next door where the carriage was parked, and Qiao Zhizhi was waiting for her inside.
"Sister Lian'er, is this matter settled?"
Qiao Lian'er nodded: "As long as the Ling family can handle their relatives, things will be basically settled."
She came to the county town not only to see the situation in Shizhen Township, but also to see what those people were up to.
The shops, teahouses, and taverns along the street are mostly empty of those people; it seems the statistics are almost finished.
By August 20th, even more people will return to reap the rewards.
It's already early August, with only a little over two weeks left.
I got home around noon, just in time for lunch.
Inside the carriage, a variety of vegetables and fruits, as well as 100 catties of Yuzhenxiang (a type of herbal medicine), were prepared. Feng Shi and Qiao Yunni unloaded them bag by bag and basket by basket.
The aroma of Wan's rice, with its rich fragrance reminiscent of jade needles, wafts through the kitchen—a fragrance that truly permeates the soul.
Since tasting this rice the day before yesterday, the Qiao family feels like they've discovered a new world.
Fluffy, fragrant, glossy, chewy, soft, and translucent, it's so delicious you'll want to eat three bowls in one sitting.
Looking at the other types of rice, it's as if something is missing.
The crops harvested at home don't seem to smell as good anymore; they're no longer the precious treasures they once were.
Sometimes, I'm so focused on eating this kind of rice that I almost forget to pick up any side dishes.
I don't know where Lian'er got this kind of rice, but I don't bother to ask. It's delicious, that's all that matters.
After finishing their meal, Qiao Lian'er said, "Grandma, let's sell all the grain in our house, but keep about two hundred catties."
Grandma Qiao thought she had misheard: "What? You sold them all, leaving only this little bit?"
Although we now have better-tasting and more fragrant rice at home, crops are crops, and rice is rice. It's the foundation of our family's survival. Even if it tastes much worse than the rice that's just been served, it's not something we'll just sell off.
If one day these kinds of food are no longer available on the table and can't be bought anymore, we'll have to rely on the crops harvested from the fields.
"Yes, Grandma, I can guarantee that the rice we're eating on the table will always be available, and there will also be other delicious rice varieties."
Within this space, planting is not limited by region; you can plant Wuchang rice, Xiangshui rice, crab-field rice, and so on.
Qiao Lian'er felt that since those people were going to come to the house and take away most of the grain, it would be better to sell it first.
Keep two hundred catties, and when they come, take one hundred catties with them. Use all the money from selling them to build houses, and keep good accounts.
Grandma Qiao was still a little hesitant. Her family had worked hard all year to get this harvest. Although there were even better things to eat now, she was still reluctant to sell so much at once.
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