Chapter 61 Quarrel
Bai Shanbao didn't notice anything wrong and said to her happily, "My grandmother agreed to let you come to my house to read. What book do you want to read?"
"I don't know. Let's see what books you have at home first," Manbao thought for a moment and said, "Are there any books specifically written about preparing medicinal herbs?"
"You want to prepare medicinal herbs?" Bai Shanbao said, "Just go to the pharmacy to buy them."
"Where does the medicine in the pharmacy come from?"
Bai Shanbao looked at her innocently. How did he know where she came from?
Manbao said seriously: "I sold it to them. As long as I learned how to prepare the herbs, I could sell the medicine to them."
Bai Shanbao became curious and exclaimed, "So your family grows medicinal herbs."
Now Manbao was surprised, "So medicinal herbs can also be grown."
The two children looked at each other in silence for a long time.
Finally they asked the gentleman this question.
Mr. Zhuang didn't know why they were asking about medicinal herbs, but he still explained their doubts. "Some medicinal herbs can be cultivated, but most are wild."
Mr. Zhuang said, "Many medicinal herbs are found in the wild. Some people collect them and send them to pharmacies. These people are called herbalists. Some rural doctors also engage in this business."
Mr. Zhuang led the two children to the back of the classroom and pointed to a clump of weeds on the ground and said, "Look, this is a herb."
Bai Shanbao didn't recognize it, but Manbao did. She said happily, "This is Centella asiatica, also known as Gotu Kola!"
She had it pulled out and given it to Koko when she was very young, so there is an entry for it in the system.
Mr. Zhuang smiled and nodded. "Those two names aren't wrong, but the medical texts call it Marchantia. It's cold in nature, bitter in flavor, and enters the liver, spleen, and kidney meridians. It can treat heatstroke, diarrhea, damp-heat jaundice, and injuries from falls. You can even pick some and dry them in the sun and bring them to the pharmacy in your spare time."
Mr. Zhuang smiled and said, "Every summer, Jishitang would boil a large bucket of ground money herb water and place it at the door of the herbal medicine shop to provide passers-by and merchants with a way to cool down and detoxify."
Manbao is very interested in making money now, because the fish and meat sent by the Bai family will be eaten up today. She has already told her mother that she will kill the big rooster tomorrow.
But his mother disagreed, saying that if the rooster was killed, the hens' eggs would not be able to hatch chicks. Manbao had no choice but to decide to buy another chicken.
So she squatted down to look at the Centella asiatica with special interest. In fact, she was not unfamiliar with this grass. It could be found behind her house, on the ridges of fields, and at the edges of the land. Because it could be seen everywhere, she had picked a handful and recorded it for Keke a long time ago.
Manbao asked the gentleman with great interest, "Sir, how much does this herbal medicine shop charge per pound?"
Mr. Zhuang was stunned by the question. He really didn't know. He just remembered that when he was very young, his neighbor's older brother would always pick them, take them back to dry, and then sell them in big bags to the herbal medicine shop.
Mr. Zhuang pondered and said, "Next time you return to the city, I can ask for you."
Manbao was delighted and whispered to Bai Shanbao, "Let's pick Centella asiatica after class."
Bai Shanbao shook his head and said, "I don't need to make money."
Manbao asked, "Do you have money?"
Bai Shanbao said confidently: "No! But my mother has it."
"It's so embarrassing. Every time I need money, I have to ask my mother for it. Ever since I was old enough to understand, I haven't asked my parents for money. I always have my own money."
Bai Shanbao didn't think there was anything wrong with asking his mother for money. After all, his mother had said that all the money in the house was his. Since it was all his, of course he could spend it whenever he wanted.
But Manbao disagreed. She told him, "Only what you earn is yours. If you use someone else's money, even if it's given to you, they can take it back at any time, and you'll feel guilty about it."
Manbao racked his brains to give him an example, "For example, my fourth brother. All the money in our family is used together, but it's not his alone. So when he lost money gambling before, although the family gave him money to pay it back, the money was not earned by him. He would be annoyed and despised if he lost the family money."
Manbao said, "You don't have your own money. If you spend too much in the future, your mother will dislike you."
Bai Shanbao didn't believe it, "No way, my mother said that all the money in my family is given to me."
Koko said she was the smartest person, and this conclusion was drawn after she observed for a long time. How could it be wrong?
So she hummed and said, "If you don't believe me, go back and ask your mother if she is willing to give you all the money immediately."
Bai Shanbao said, "My mother will definitely agree."
Manbao: "She definitely won't want to!"
"willing!"
"No!"
Bai Shanbao glared at her, and Manbao glared back without giving in.
Mr. Zhuang, who was completely ignored, said: ...
Just as he was about to say something, Bai Shanbao suddenly snorted loudly, turned his head, and said with his back turned, "I don't want to be friends with you anymore. I won't take you back to my house to study after school today."
"If you don't want to go back, then don't go back." Manbao was so angry that he pinched his waist and said, "You are not allowed to come to my house anymore."
So the two children each hummed, turned around and went back to the classroom from eight feet away.
Mr. Zhuang, who was left behind: ...
He looked at the backs of the two angry disciples, shook his head and laughed twice, feeling that it was endlessly interesting. He did not try to mediate, but leisurely returned to the classroom with his hands behind his back.
Manbao and Bai Shanbao really "broke up". They didn't speak for the whole class, but the sound of reading was drowned out by the other, as if it was a competition. They also rushed to answer questions in class, and then glared at each other when they couldn't win.
Mr. Zhuang looked at their childlike behavior and couldn't help but try hard to suppress his smile.
After school, the two of them no longer ran out together, but walked out with their own books.
Datou was still squatting outside to pick up his aunt. Seeing his aunt coming out, he was particularly happy to greet her, "Aunt, are we going to Young Master Bai's house?"
"No, I don't want to be with him anymore."
"Ah?" Big Head asked immediately, "Did he bully you?"
Manbao snorted, "How could he bully me? He's obviously very stupid, and he doesn't even believe my conclusion. I'm the smartest person within a hundred miles."
Datou knew that they were just arguing, but not fighting.
Datou was no longer nervous and nodded in agreement, "Yes, my aunt is the smartest."
These words sounded like perfunctory consolation, but Manbao didn't hear it. He just thought Datou was sincere and nodded in agreement.
Bai Shanbao was no longer in the mood to play and ran back home angrily.
Liu and Zheng didn't expect the child to come home from school so early today. In the past, he would play outside for more than half an hour and would not come back until it was almost dark.
Liu looked outside and didn't see the little girl, so she asked with a smile, "Shanbao, didn't you say your friend would come to your house to read today? Why didn't he come?"
Wish the book friend "Hongyanzui" a happy birthday
(End of this chapter)
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