Zhou Xiang and his father returned home just in time for lunch. Zhou Yizhou was kept by Zhou Xiang. Zhou Yizhou also coveted the food at his younger sister's house, especially the scrambled eggs, which were so delicious that he almost swallowed them.
Zhou's father really did not flatter or curry favor with Zhou Yizhou, and was still the same as before.
After dinner, Zhou Yizhou left. His mother asked him why he suddenly returned to his hometown.
Zhou Xiang talked about the conflict between him and the Wei family that started from Wangqiao.
Zhou's mother was very angry. "This is bullying you because you don't have an adult with you. Otherwise, I will suspend my job without pay!"
"Oh my! My mom knows this new term? Does your company have any unpaid leave?"
"No, the paperwork just came down. I can stay for two years. I'll go and take care of you."
Zhou wanted to dissuade him, "After two years, there will be no promotion or salary increase, and some employees may even return to the company without a job. Some may not even be able to return. The document only says two years, but after the company suffers losses, they would rather the employees stop receiving salary for a few more years. Mom, you have to think it through."
Zhou's father spoke up, "Go ahead! I'll stay home to look after the family. If you can't go back, just continue to take unpaid leave. You're a public servant, and no one dares to fire you. Wait until they're older, and everything will be fine."
"Okay, I'll apply this afternoon."
"Mom and Dad, have you really decided?"
"Yeah! In the past, Zuo Heng and the third brother didn't interact with the neighbors. Without contact, there were fewer conflicts. Now that you're living there, and you're even younger, others will just think you're the ones your families don't value, so they'll just bully you."
"Alright! As long as you're happy, the family doesn't need your salary anyway. As long as you can keep your job, that's fine. If Dad gets tired, he can take a two-year break. No one wants to compete for your crappy job."
"I'll just do it first. Now that there are no more nitpickers, I can just get up early and boil some water. It's pretty easy to get by."
Zhou Xiang didn't object to their decision. If his mother went, Zuo Heng would feel relieved.
Zhu Hang felt a little guilty because this incident was caused by Wang Qiao.
Zhou Xiang waved his hand and said, "It has nothing to do with you. Things will happen when they are supposed to happen. There is no one to blame. People with incompatible horoscopes are wrong to breathe under the same sky."
Zhou's mother went to work, and Zhou Xiang went back to the house to find a newspaper, wrapped the sweet potatoes and ginger, and put them in a cloth bag.
"Brother, let's go play on the street."
"Okay!" Zhou Niao put down the toy in his hand.
I took a look at the Transformers that my eldest brother put down. It seems that he likes them very much. I will buy some for him when the second and third generations enter the country, which will be even better. By the way, I haven’t returned the gift to Li Shipeng yet!
There will be a chance in the future! Things in small places are not rare. I forgot to count his skateboard last time. I remembered Ling Ran’s one when I was counting the number.
Seeing that the destination was the clinic, Zhou Niao asked, "Sister, why are you here?"
"I'm here to ask the doctor what's in my hand."
"Oh!" Zhou Niao stopped talking. He would not easily ask outside about things he didn't understand, so as to avoid others noticing his difference.
The old doctor initially thought the two people were there to see a doctor, so he stretched out his hand to take the patient's pulse, but saw the little girl throw a cloth bag at him.
"Doctor, can you please check if there are any medicinal herbs here?"
"Herbs! Let me take a look."
The old doctor casually opened the cloth bag, unwrapped the newspaper, and stood up excitedly: "Where did you dig this fresh herb?"
"Don't get excited, tell me what it is first."
The old doctor sat down and pointed at the 'sweet potato' and said, "This is Polygonum multiflorum. It's at least five years old. Processed Polygonum multiflorum nourishes the liver and kidneys and improves the essence and blood. This is exactly what I need."
Pointing at the 'ginger', he said, "This is Polygonatum odoratum, and it's at least five years old. It strengthens the spleen and kidneys, which is exactly what I need."
Yes! Yes, they are indeed medicinal herbs, not food.
Those that are more than five years old are almost as good as those grown in the wild. Not to mention the ones that you plant in your own space, I don’t know how much the effect will increase.
Just because you need it doesn’t mean I’m willing to sell it to you!
“Not for sale!”
"Little girl, I have a patient here who is in urgent need of medicine. These two herbs are the main ones."
Seeing that he was indeed not interested in the talent, he asked, "How much do you plan to pay?"
The old doctor spread out his five fingers and gestured.
Zhou Xiang frowned, "Fifty?"
The old doctor shook his head, "Five dollars!"
“Not for sale.”
"Five yuan a pound."
Zhou Xiang paused. This Polygonum multiflorum only weighed three pounds, and the Polygonatum sibiricum weighed a little over two pounds. It wasn't worth it. Who knew if selling it would cause trouble? Aren't Type 2 fruits something to be afraid of selling?
It’s better to put it in space and let it grow for hundreds or thousands of years. Anyway, I don’t need money urgently at the moment.
“Not for sale.”
Zhou Xiang rolled up the newspaper and stuffed it into the cloth bag.
"Oh! Little girl, my patient is in urgent need."
"Shouldn't the price be increased if it's urgently needed? You're bargaining."
"You didn't bid either?"
"Out, fifty, one pound."
"Uh." The old doctor was choked. He just thought this little girl was too smart. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, fifty yuan per pound."
Zhou Xiang looked at him suspiciously, "Are you hiding something from me? If you don't explain clearly, I won't sell it to you."
"Well, actually, these herbs are ten years old, and they're fresh and wild. I really need them urgently, and I'm afraid you won't sell them anymore. I'll buy them for a hundred dollars, because the patient is my son."
"Then tell me the actual price. How much is it per pound at the moment?"
"Ten-year-old ones are rare, and two three-year-old ones are rare. Fresh ones are even rarer to buy. I have to use special techniques to prepare fresh herbs to achieve the desired effect."
"Okay! I'll give you fifty dollars in total!"
"real?"
"real."
"Okay, I'll go get the money now, wait a minute."
The old doctor trotted to the back room of the clinic. Zhou Xiang felt sad watching him. The old doctor had only one son, who had always been frail and sickly and was still single in his thirties.
Today, he fulfilled his fatherly heart. Perhaps the medicine grown in this space could really cure his son's illness!
After receiving the money, Zhou Xiang was about to leave when the old doctor asked, "Little girl, where did you dig this up?"
"I don't remember. It tripped me while I was walking, and I got angry and dug it out. It looked like something edible, so I came to ask you. If it's medicinal, then my fall wasn't in vain."
Zhou wanted to take her elder brother away, but the old doctor didn't believe her last words at all.
Polygonum multiflorum grows on a vine, similar to sweet potatoes, in clusters. Polygonatum sibiricum looks like ginger and grows like ginger, sprouting from the roots and growing in all directions, in pieces.
Since the little girl doesn't want to say, I won't ask. The portion here should be enough. If not, go and ask her again. She is the little girl of the Zhou family, and I know her.
On the way, Zhou Niao asked his sister why she was selling at a lower price?
"Because he's very old and still has to work hard for his son, it's very tiring. I think we can help him!"
"oh!"
"What’s wrong with you?"
"Am I as useless as his son?"
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