Su Jiaoniang then gave up.
Technology is far more valuable than physical objects.
As she was about to leave with the razor blade, Zhang Mugen stopped her again: "Don't rush, niece. Come and look at this pot. It's for you. Your brother Zhang Tie made it when he was practicing. It was a perfectly good pot, but he made it flat. He can't buy it anymore and won't let us remelt it. Your little girl likes to play with dirt, so give her the little pot to play with."
Su Jiaoniang glanced at it and her eyes showed surprise. This thing was just a frying pan.
A frying pan has many uses; it's not something I'd let the little girl play with.
Su's mother carried the pot back to her own home.
After assembling the wooden shaved ice machine, Su Jiaoniang picked two fruits from the tree, pressed the lever, and shook it. With a little effort, the fruits were crushed into powder.
Su Jiaoniang was finally satisfied. With a smile, she carried the wooden basin and started making ice in the water vat.
Not many ice cubes are made. They are placed in a wooden machine, and when the lever is turned, the blades inside whirl and fly, cutting the ice cubes into small pieces. Mix in some sugar, put it in your mouth, and the sweet and icy feeling will instantly fill your mouth.
Su Jiaoniang closed her eyes, very pleased with the delicious food she had made herself. She walked around the yard, her gaze falling on the mountain behind. The shaved ice was lacking in flavor without jam or dried fruit.
Sweetwater Village is nestled against the mountains, where berries are plentiful.
Su Jiaoniang looked after Gu Changsheng, taking care of the child's bodily needs and filling his stomach before heading up the mountain. In the summer, a few small red apricots hung on the trees on the mountain. The sour apricots were something the child liked. She picked a basketful and then saw small cherries. The mountains were truly wonderful.
Cherries can be made into cherry jam, apricots can be candied, and with some crushed peanuts and hawthorn cake, sprinkle them on shaved ice for an instant cool, sweet and sour treat. Of course, it would be even better if you had taro balls or tapioca pearls.
Su Jiaoniang shook her head. Making delicious food requires taking it one step at a time. To make taro balls, you need sweet potatoes or taro.
As night fell, Lu Futu brought Lu Xiaoya home. Their new clothes were now filthy, stained with grass and mud. Su Jiaoniang squinted at the two of them, her eyes narrowing as she looked at the two mud-covered monkeys in front of her. She found it strange. The usually chattering Xiaoya pursed her lips, her eyes filled with joy, wanting to say something but not daring to. Her conflicted little expression was truly odd.
Looking at Lu Futu again, well, his expressionless face reveals no emotion whatsoever.
"Did you go down the mountain with Doctor Liu?" Su Jiaoniang asked.
The little girl nodded: "Yes."
She is well-behaved and innocent.
He glanced at Lu Futu from time to time.
Lu Futu had his hands behind his back. Su Jiaoniang looked behind him, but Lu Futu turned his body and blocked Su Jiaoniang's view.
Su Jiaoniang chuckled softly, staring at Lu Futu. Suddenly, she lifted Lu Futu by his clothes, and the child was immediately suspended in mid-air. In Su Jiaoniang's hands, the five-year-old child was no different from a chick.
Turning around, one can see the large ginseng in Lu Futu's hand.
It was a huge ginseng, bigger than any white radish she had ever seen. The ginseng's limbs were particularly vivid and graceful, and its tendrils were thick and strong. If she hadn't been very knowledgeable, Su Jiaoniang wouldn't have dared to admit that this thing was actually ginseng.
It's very thick and looks quite valuable.
The soil still clinging to the ginseng is very fresh; it's clear it was dug up from the mountains.
Su Jiaoniang stared at Lu Futu for a while, then asked, "What do you plan to do with the ginseng in your hand?"
“Sell it, get the money, and eat meat every day,” Lu Futu said heavily.
Su Jiaoniang chuckled, feeling both heartbroken and helpless. The child actually knew that his family was poor and even knew how to dig ginseng to support himself, which made her feel somewhat frustrated.
"How much money are you planning to exchange?" Su Jiaoniang asked.
Lu Futu: "Three thousand taels of silver."
"Three thousand ghosts, with your small frame, you dare to take out ginseng? You won't get a single penny for it, and you might even lose your life." Such a large ginseng, taking it out like that is like a three-year-old child carrying gold through the market; it would be strange if no one coveted it.
Even if a child is very smart, what good is it if they lack physical strength and fighting ability? Being a mother means protecting your child, but that doesn't mean you have to stick to your child like a little shadow every moment.
Lu Futu's serious expression flashed with shock. He felt that the outside world was complex and chaotic, and even had a faint urge to destroy the world.
"I suggest you preserve the ginseng carefully. If you don't know how to preserve it, then ask Doctor Liu how to preserve the medicinal properties of herbs. You can also give him a ginseng rootlet as tuition, or just let Doctor Liu handle it." Such a large ginseng rootlet would have a strong medicinal effect. Su Jiaoniang felt that a wise old doctor like Doctor Liu would not ask unnecessary questions.
Lu Futu glanced hesitantly at the large ginseng in his hand, then shoved it into Su Jiaoniang's hands, saying, "Go ahead." He then returned to his room, lay down next to Gu Changsheng, and closed his eyes.
Su Jiaoniang held the ginseng root, which was thicker than her arm, and glanced at Lu Xiaoya: "Something's wrong with your brother."
"Brother has always been amazing." The little girl stared at the giant ginseng, put her fingers in her mouth, and saliva was almost dripping out.
She said hesitantly, "Mother, I want to eat radishes."
"..." What the hell? Is this a radish?
Staring at the little girl, Su Jiaoniang felt a growing worry for her silly daughter.
"Mom will make you an ice bowl, it's very delicious." With that, she put the ginseng in the yard and made a bowl of shaved ice, sprinkled with red and green things on top. The water used to make the ice was mixed with sugar, which made the sweet taste of the shaved ice even.
Lu Xiaoya took a bite, and her eyes lit up immediately: "Delicious!"
Su Jiaoniang closed her front door and said, "Eat slowly if you like it. Stay home and don't open the door to strangers. I'm going to Doctor Liu's house." After saying that, she wrapped up the ginseng and went to Doctor Liu's house under the cover of night.
Dr. Liu's background is certainly not that of a rural doctor. In addition to growing chili peppers and seasonal vegetables, his yard also grows various precious medicinal herbs. If he were an ordinary doctor, he probably wouldn't even be able to buy the seeds.
When she saw Gu Changsheng before, she remained unmoved. With such a person and such a temperament, Su Jiaoniang believed that he would not abandon his lifelong principles for a ginseng root the size of a radish.
When they arrived at Doctor Liu's house, they had only knocked a few times when the young apprentice inside came running out to open the door. The moment he saw the big radish in Su Jiaoniang's hand, his eyes narrowed into slits with laughter: "Our master said that you would definitely bring this big radish today, and he was right."
As the fairy tale ended, Su Jiaoniang chuckled. It would be strange if the two children could keep such a large ginseng root a secret. So from the beginning, she never intended to hide it from Doctor Liu.
Moreover, she would have to run both the ice business and the cold noodles business, leaving her unable to take care of her children. Furthermore, her son's future prospects were bleak. It would be better to let him learn medicine from Dr. Liu; those who study medicine treat and save lives, and they will have a strong sense of moral principles.
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