When Xavier Xue and Mason Xuan returned to Qingping County, it was already bright. Unlike the dark clouds and lightning and thunder at the foot of Dustpan Mountain, the sunshine here is very good, and in this cold winter, there is actually a hint of warmth.
The entire Qingping County seems to be more lively than the previous two days. There are many more people walking on the street. It seems that they have escaped from the shadow of the epidemic and took a breath.
When the two of them stood at the door of Fang's backyard, the entire Fang family was already busy.
The herbalists spread herbs beside the garden, intending to take advantage of the rare sunny day to dry them. The beggars helped them, clumsily but carefully. Uncle Chen helped Fang Chengzai check the volume. One read out the names of the medicinal materials, and the other used ink strokes to change the number as much as possible.
Jiang Shijing was leading several children of seven or eight years old to study. These children were sent to study by some families. Although they were young, they knew the medicinal properties of various herbs very well.
Login to comment
Be the first one to comment...