A large crowd brings excitement, but it also means an increased burden on life.
Unfortunately, the temperature dropped, and there were no mushrooms to pick, causing Xu Mo's hand to become increasingly stiff as he held his pen.
Jiang Sheng was worried. How were the five of them supposed to live? What should she do to ensure they had enough to eat every day and meat at every meal?
Jiang Sheng couldn't figure it out.
She gradually became irritable, frowning and resting her chin on her hand, wishing she could use all the intelligence she had accumulated over the past seven years.
"Jiang Sheng." Xu Mo was the first to notice something was wrong and asked gently, "Why are you so worried?"
Jiang Sheng stammered, "Big brother, we need to make money."
“I can just copy the book,” Xu Mo said, patting her gently. “You don’t need to worry about this.”
Jiang Sheng hadn't even had a chance to speak.
Wen Zhiyun, who was standing to the side, looked up and said, "I can make house calls to treat patients, but... I can't cure serious illnesses."
In rural areas, traditional Chinese medicine practitioners are highly sought after, even if they are not very skilled.
Jiang Sheng opened her mouth wide. Only then did she realize that it wasn't that she had been soft-hearted and saved Wen Zhiyun, but rather that Wen Zhiyun had come to save them, a group of poor people.
“I can fight for others and collect protection money.” Fang Heng clenched his fist. He came from a family of martial arts generals and had been learning martial arts since he was three years old. He was quite skilled.
Of the four older brothers, three have contributed their means of making a living so far.
Zheng Ruqian, who was left behind, opened his mouth not wanting to be left behind, only to find that he didn't know anything.
Besides eating.
Xiao Zheng Ruqian stood there stunned, tears welling up in his eyes.
So, he's the only useless one, a good-for-nothing who can only rely on his sister to support him?
Jiang Sheng keenly noticed her second brother's emotions, rushed over, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him, "Don't be sad, I'm just like you, I don't know anything either."
But they were the ones who started selling mushrooms and earned their first capital.
Although he doesn't have a special skill like his other brothers, he can definitely make money as long as he's willing to use his brain.
Xiao Jiangsheng's confidence inspired Zheng Ruqian. He wiped away his tears, remembered that he had contributed two gold coins, and raised his chest again, "I will make money too, I definitely will."
When siblings work together, their strength can break even metal!
After pondering for a long time, Jiang Sheng finally decided to start with medical skills. She pulled Zheng Ruqian up and said seriously, "Let's go and get customers for Fourth Brother."
Wen Zhiyun, "..."
It doesn't sound like a good word.
But he was still young and not from the village. If he went to seek medical treatment rashly, he would only be chased away with a big stick.
Fortunately, Jiang Sheng was somewhat of a local strongman.
She pulled Zheng Ruqian along, wandering back and forth at the village entrance, mainly keeping an eye on the few families in the village who were in poor health, hoping to see if anyone had diarrhea, cough, or typhoid fever.
Fourth Brother said he knows how to cure these diseases.
But when winter came, every household kept their doors tightly shut, and if you wanted to find out what was going on, you had to peek around like a thief.
Jiang Sheng was not happy.
It was one thing for her to be alone before, but now she has brothers. How can she let people misunderstand her and tarnish their reputation?
So she would rather linger at the village entrance a little longer than walk with her head held high and with dignity.
As I passed by Uncle Zhao's house, the door creaked open, and Uncle Zhao's eldest son walked out with a frown on his face. Oops, ouch, ouch, could be heard coming from inside.
Jiang Sheng's eyes lit up immediately, and she pulled Zheng Ruqian closer.
"No food today, let's go." Zhao Dazhu waved his hand impatiently. "I haven't settled the score with you for stealing my flatbed cart last time. If you come back, I'll beat you up again."
Zheng Ruqian paused, remembering how Jiang Sheng looked disheveled and covered in dust after returning the flatbed cart half a month ago.
It turns out the Zhao family was the ones who did it.
A fire immediately shot up on Zheng Ruqian's face, and he grabbed Jiang Sheng's hand and started walking back.
Families that beat their younger sisters are better left untreated!
Jiang Sheng clung tightly to his arm. Now was not the time to be willful and throw a tantrum; the key was to help her fourth brother establish his reputation as a doctor.
What's the point of planning something from just one time?
Besides, she was beaten for stealing the flatbed cart; they were the ones in the wrong.
"Big brother, is Uncle Zhao sick?" Jiang Sheng smiled sweetly. "It's cold, you should take care of yourself."
Hearing this, Zhao Dazhu's expression softened a bit. "He ate some bad meat yesterday. I told him he couldn't eat it, but he insisted on eating it, and now he can't get up."
"Oh dear, this is a serious problem," Jiang Sheng said dramatically. "It needs to be treated quickly. Uncle Zhao is getting old and can't take this kind of treatment."
“Of course I know.” Zhao Dazhu said, a little irritated. “But the clinic in town is closed. I heard that the doctor has met with some misfortune. My father doesn’t want to go to the county. He’d rather lie in bed and cry.”
Actually, it wasn't just Old Man Zhao who disagreed; everyone else in the Zhao family disagreed as well.
Putting aside the cost of hiring a donkey cart, they couldn't even afford the county doctor's house call fee. Farmers only earn that little money all year round, and it all goes to medical treatment. What do the rest of the family eat and drink?
But Zhao Dazhu couldn't bear to watch his father die in agony, unable to even stand up, so he could only hide outside the door.
Ultimately, poverty is the original sin.
Jiang Sheng sighed and said cautiously, "Big brother, I have an older brother who has learned some medical skills. If you are worried, you can ask him to take a look."
"It's just that he's a bit young..."
Zhao Dazhu suddenly raised his head. At this moment, no matter how young he was, even a veterinarian would do. He hurriedly said, "Quickly, please invite the young doctor, please invite him."
Jiang Sheng patted Zheng Ruqian.
Zheng Ruqian immediately returned to the dilapidated temple to invite Wen Zhiyun, leaving Jiang Sheng and Zhao Dazhu to chat casually.
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