Dress like a five-year-old little Fubao? Don't panic, take out the space with your backhand and

After getting excited, Jiang Guoguo was attracted by the only small wooden house in front of her.

When I walked in, I saw that it was a study-like room. Apart from a long table and exquisitely carved chairs, there were only a few empty shelves.

On the table are the remaining two ginseng sticks and three silver coins.

Jiang Guoguo stepped forward, picked up the silver coin, studied it, and found that it was a currency that had never existed in history.

This world should not be the historical world that Jiang Guoguo is familiar with.

Through the original person's only knowledge, the currency system here is divided into two types.

Poor people often exchange their own crops or daily sundries such as hay for food, bartering for things.

It takes ten carriages of hay to buy a bushel of rice.

An ordinary family of five can theoretically consume one bucket of rice a month.

But poor people don't just have white rice and noodles for their meals, they just stew them whole with mixed beans and vegetables and leaves.

If you budget carefully, a bucket of rice can last you half a year!

Jiang Guoguo could not imagine such a life of tightening his belt.

Rich people use coins to trade.

Coins are divided into gold, silver and copper according to the quality of their materials.

Copper coins are the most common in rural areas. In slightly better families, you can occasionally see a few silver coins.

The more valuable ones include silver beans, gold coins, gold beans, and gold ingots.

One hundred copper coins are equivalent to one silver coin, and one hundred silver coins can make one silver bean, and so on.

Jiang Guoguo now holds three silver coins in her hand. In the small farm, she can be considered a wealthy family.

She glanced at the space again to make sure she didn't miss anything, and then she really closed her eyes and took a nap.

This small body is still too weak, and his breathing is extremely heavy. How does he look like a normal child?

When she gets to town later, she has to find a way to buy some medicinal materials and go back...

It was almost noon when the old man drove his carriage to Buyi Town.

He woke up Jiang Guoguo and said apologetically:

"I'm sorry, little guy. I'm old and can't run fast, so I'm just sending you here now."

Jiang Guoguo was moved when she heard this, and thought of those ungrateful villagers in her village.

They are both from the same village, but the gap is not as big as usual...

She saw that the old man was sweating profusely, and the old horse looked like it could hardly pull the cart.

Although he is a five-year-old baby, his weight is equivalent to that of an ordinary seven- or eight-year-old child, and this old horse is also tired.

Jiang Guoguo is not a person who behaves when she gets an advantage. She always repays kindness and does not want to owe any favors.

She took out her pocket, took the eggs her grandma had saved, and handed them to the old man through gritted teeth.

"Grandpa, I'll give you this cooked egg, just think of it as travel expenses."

The old man dared not accept it at all, but Jiang Guoguo was adamant, so the old man had no choice but to nod and accept it. After being grateful, he carefully put the egg into his lapel and stuffed some hay in for protection.

Jiang Guoguo looked at the old man's actions and thought of her grandma for a moment.

Presumably, the grandfather also plans to take these hard-won eggs back to his grandson, right?

Saying goodbye to the old man, Jiang Guoguo came to the market.

Buyi Town is just a small town, with a small population and a small area.

The gray walls, white tiles and blue brick roads look much better than those in backward rural areas.

But in the eyes of modern people like Jiang Guoguo, this town is nothing more than that. It is not a rural area, but it is still a countryside.

As the main agricultural trade port of several nearby villages, it is full of villagers wearing rags.

It's not unusual for Jiang Guoguo to walk down the street with her clothes in tatters, with a patch here and a patch here and there.

She walked around briefly and got a rough understanding of the structure of all the shops here.

The stalls on the street are full of knick-knacks, as well as people selling steamed buns and miscellaneous grains. Occasionally, you can see a few tea and wonton shops.

If you want to buy a good one, you have to buy a small shop of some size in two rows on the street.

To Jiang Guoguo's surprise, a medical clinic opened here.

In addition to having a doctor in charge, some medicinal materials seem to be sold there.

Jiang Guoguo was about to go in when she saw a sudden crowd of people nearby, causing the whole street to explode.

The running refugees rushed towards Jiang Guoguo's direction, and she quickly hid aside.

After taking a closer look, I discovered that a charity shop had opened at the corner of the street, and the refugees were rushing over like crazy.

"Everyone, slow down. Don't grab each person's bowl."

"Everyone, remember, this is our Zhou family doing charity. Don't just drink porridge and step on the pile of medicine residue next to you."

Refugees, beggars, and a few hungry villagers gathered around the soup kitchen and swallowed hard. After taking the porridge, they obediently stepped on the dregs of medicine nearby and then squatted in a corner to devour it.

Jiang Guoguo saw it and couldn't help but want to laugh.

I didn’t expect this to be said in this place.

It is said that if there are people in the family who have been sick all year round, some folk practices are to boil a pot of traditional Chinese medicine and pour the dregs on the ground for passers-by to step on. It is said that this way the people who step on the medicine will take away the illness of the sick person.

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The more people you step on, the faster your illness will heal.

From some whispers around her, Jiang Guoguo learned the gossip of Buyi Town.

The richest Zhou family in Buyi Town, which is also the family that provides soup, has a sick eldest lady. From the time she was born to the time when she had haircut, she has not recovered from her illness for more than ten years. She has sought medical advice everywhere, but to no avail.

It is said that Miss Zhou was born with a disease caused by Tai Sui, and even a miraculous doctor could not do anything about it.

Seeing that seeking medical treatment was unsuccessful, Mr. Zhou thought of these folk remedies.

Jiang Guoguo herself is a skilled medical practitioner, so she knows that this approach is just to find comfort in her heart.

How can one step on the dregs of medicine and be cured?

Just as she turned to leave, a bowl of porridge was suddenly delivered to her.

Jiang Guoguo was stunned for a moment, and the fragrance of rice came to his nostrils.

She looked up and saw a kind-faced fat uncle holding bowls and chopsticks and grinning at her:

"Are you hungry, little one? Let's have a bowl of porridge. It's free of charge."

Jiang Guoguo had an impression of this person. He was seen in the porridge shop just now, and he must have come from the Zhou Mansion.

Is she being treated like a little beggar?

She didn't have the nerve to refuse people's kindness, so she took the bowls and chopsticks, followed the example of others, and walked to the corner.

The fat uncle soon returned to the porridge shop to help. Jiang Guoguo thought that this family didn't seem to be putting on a show, they must be kind-hearted.

May good deeds be rewarded.

Then, the little fat hand silently took out a silver needle and poked it into the porridge bowl...

There was no other way. As the saying goes, "Don't eat food from strangers, especially if it's from strangers." She had always been cautious.

Seeing that there was no poison, Jiang Guoguo laughed at herself, thinking too much.

After eating a bowl of white porridge, she quietly put the bowl and chopsticks back, and left with the small bamboo basket on her back.

At this time, the fat old man sensed something and turned around to see a pair of empty bowls and chopsticks appearing next to him.

When he looked up, Jiang Guoguo's strong back came into view, and he sighed for a moment:

"Hey, the world is so difficult, and even a big baby like this has to come out to make a living. If you can help, please help..."

Jiang Guoguo stepped across the high threshold of the medical center with her short legs and shouted to the little brother who was napping at the counter: "Excuse me, I want to buy medicinal materials."

The stunned young shopkeeper was awakened, and when he looked up, he saw no one there.

"Who is talking? No one, strange, could it be that I am dreaming?..."