If you can't win, you resort to robbery; that's truly shameless.
“Manager Liu,” Nan Zhi mocked mercilessly, “has anyone ever told you that your face is as thick as a city wall?”
Liu Zhiqian's beard trembled with anger.
"Catch her, just make sure she doesn't die."
Nan Zhi reached into the package, actually having already obtained the medical record from the space; if necessary, she would simply swat them away again.
Hunting wolves is still fighting, and hunting dogs is probably the same.
Nanzhi had already automatically categorized the people opposite her as dogs.
Liu Zhiqian was still thinking that as long as he took the person back, it would only be a matter of time before he got his hands on the herbs. At that time, his Liu Family Pharmacy would become the most famous pharmacy in the entire Lingshan County, and raising the price of medicine would not be a problem.
Get into an offensive stance and wait for the opponent to come over.
Nanzhi clenched her hands, looking somewhat nervous.
Suddenly a figure stood in front of him.
"Song Hanyan!" Nanzhi exclaimed in surprise, "You've come."
Song Hanyan hummed in agreement: "Stand at the back."
Liu Zhiqian clearly hadn't expected anyone else to come, but since they were already there, he decided to take them all back with him.
Seeing that she seems to care quite a bit about this man, taking him back to threaten her would likely be much more effective.
"Take them all!"
The three burly men received the order: two dealt with Song Hanyan, while the third walked towards Nanzhi.
Song Hanyan's eyes were cold. If he hadn't come today, his wife would have been taken away by someone else.
Those people deserve to die!
Nan Zhi hid behind Song Hanyan. Just as the first man came over and was about to make a move, Song Hanyan twisted his arm and broke it.
The second one came up, but before he could even exchange two blows with Song Hanyan, he was kicked away.
Nanzhi stood behind him, her face full of admiration. "My husband is so amazing!"
“Be careful,” Nanzhi warned promptly, “there’s another one.”
Nanzhi cried out in surprise as the 1.8-meter-tall man flew past her in an arc once again.
"Ah! My husband is so amazing!"
Song Hanyan, who was suddenly praised, paused and blushed.
"Manager Liu," Nan Zhi said with Song Hanyan backing her up, walking with a swagger, "shall I have my husband talk to you?"
Liu Zhiqian dared not, and ran away as fast as he could.
With Song Hanyan around, Nanzhi wasn't afraid of him. "Let's send them to the authorities."
Song Hanyan nodded.
Ultimately, all four were sent to the authorities. Liu Zhiqian was fined and had to spend a year in prison.
In this day and age, human trafficking is no small matter.
The two returned to the city gate, where Sun Zheng was already waiting for them.
"Wait a minute, young lady!"
Sun Zheng looked at the little girl blocking his carriage and asked, "Nan girl, is this little girl looking for you?"
Nanzhi looked at it and realized it did look somewhat familiar.
Xiao Tao walked up to Nan Zhi and asked, "I wonder if what you said back then still stands?"
Song Hanyan: "Do you know them?"
The women in front of me must be maids from a wealthy family. When did my wife get to know these people?
Nanzhi: "?"
Xiao Tao took out an embroidered purse from her bosom and handed it directly to Nan Zhi.
“There are ten taels of silver in here,” Xiao Tao said hesitantly. “This is all the silver I have. I wonder if you could give me the pharmacy, young lady.”
Seeing that Nanzhi didn't react, Xiaotao continued, "We can write an IOU, and you can leave your address. I'll personally deliver it to you later."
A tael of silver isn't a big deal, but Lin Feiyan's illness can't be delayed, and she needs several courses of treatment, each with different medications.
Nanzhi took the purse; inside was exactly ten taels, no more, no less.
It seems they came to see Lin Feiyan without her permission.
That ten taels must have been all her possessions; she really was a good maid.
Nan Zhi: "But there is no ink or brush here."
"I have it! I have it!" Xiao Tao happily pulled out paper and pen from her bosom; the pen was even a rare charcoal pencil.
Nan Zhi wrote many words on the paper, looking at Song Hanyan beside her with a frown.
but.
When did Zhizhi learn to write?
Xiao Tao took the prescription from Nan Zhi and her lips twitched. The girl's handwriting was truly something else.
One in ten thousand!
Nanzhi bought steamed buns and went home to eat them. She also had something to discuss with Song Hanyan.
She calmly said to him, "Song Hanyan, I want all the villagers in Taile Village to grow potatoes."
Nanzhi had a premonition that if they didn't plant this year, the people would likely face a very difficult life.
Potatoes are high-yielding and filling, making them a rare and valuable food.
Song Hanyan looked at Nanzhi.
"sure."
Having received confirmation, Nanzhi got off the bus and went directly to find Zheng Xinghai.
"Uncle Zheng!" Nanzhi called from outside the door.
Zheng Xinghai quickly came out of the room.
"Girl, why did you come here?" Could it be that Song Hanyan is treating Nanzhi badly, and this girl has come to complain?
Nanzhi pulled two potatoes out of her bosom. "Uncle Zheng, look what these are?"
Zheng Xinghai took them and examined them closely. Two small clods of earth?
Won't?
It can even be squeezed to extract water.
Thinking of something, Zheng Xinghai looked at Nanzhi eagerly.
"Girl, is this edible?"
Nanzhi nodded and said, "This thing is called potato, also known as Irish potato. Not only can it be eaten, but it also yields at least 1,000 catties per mu."
The climate in Taile Village is suitable for growing potatoes, with a minimum yield of 1,000 jin per mu. With modern mechanized production, the yield can reach 3,000 to 4,000 jin per mu.
"A thousand jin!" Zheng Xinghai exclaimed in surprise.
The best yield for rice, millet, and other grains in the fields is 300 jin per mu. If there is a drought or flood, not a single grain will be left.
One thousand jin! What does that even mean?
It's undoubtedly a windfall.
Zheng Xinghai was so excited he couldn't speak, "Girl, this... horse... soil... potato."
“On the mountain,” Nanzhi knew what he was going to ask, “the highest point on the mountain.”
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