Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

Chapter 347
The scorching sun was high, and Shu Yingtong, holding a gold medal, drove a carriage through various checkpoints and entered the city.

In such a big city, it was deserted and deserted, and there were very few passers-by on the streets. A squad of officers and soldiers patrolled the streets every other incense stick.

There are green ai and cangpu hanging on the door of every household. There is no festive atmosphere, and you can see people hanging white every time you walk.

There are new and old white paper money on the road, and if you enter the city in the early morning, you will encounter many funeral processions.

Along the way, Jing Yunyan listened to Zhifu He's detailed description of the situation in the city and counties and towns, and glanced at the curtain from time to time.

It hurts him to be outside in the sun.

After putting He Zhifu down, he changed Shu Yingtong into the carriage.

The location of Huichuntang is relatively remote. Compared with the shops on the golden road, this place has the most traffic.

Several large wooden barrels were placed at the door, and there was a long line of people queuing up to receive herbal tea, moving forward little by little.

Shu Yingtong lifted the curtain of the car, frowning slightly.

The original intention of distributing medicinal tea is commendable, but such a gathering is actually not advisable.

Vaccination must be rolled out as quickly as possible.

The carriage circled into the side door, and a waiter stepped forward to meet him, his respectful expression contained sorrow that he tried his best to suppress.

"Young master, you have worked hard all the way, so you want to eat here?"

"Yes, you go and arrange meals first, and call Uncle Chang to the back hall to discuss matters."

Jing Yunyan jumped out of the carriage and opened the curtain, the boy saw Shu Yingtong in the carriage, he stood there hesitantly after saying hello.

Jing Yunyan took a square towel to wipe Shu Yingtong's sweat, and turned around in doubt, "Why don't you go? Also, why are there fewer people carrying medicine?"

The little guy's eyes turned red instantly, and he lowered his head, "Half a month ago, the smallpox in the city was too violent, and the Huichun Hall was overcrowded. The shopkeeper Chang and several of his fellows got sick and are no longer here."

Jing Yunyan was startled, his fingers gripping the scarf tightly, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and lowered his arms.

I have been on the ship these days, and the news is blocked. Even the neighboring provinces in the southwest are so bad. I don’t know how much the stewards and disciples who were ordered to go to the severely affected areas will suffer.
"Who's in charge now?"

"Ning Zhiyuan acts as the shopkeeper temporarily."

"Then let him talk in the back hall."

The little guy left in response, and Jing Yunyan led Shu Yingtong to the small attic without saying a word.

Shu Yingtong thought of the fat shopkeeper who had a belly and laughed like a Maitreya Buddha came to Huanshan Village to pay his account.There is a huge gourd pinned to his waist, which does not contain wine, and when the cork is pulled out, the room is filled with the smell of vinegar.

Zhu Yu also curiously asked him why he drank mature vinegar as wine, and he said with a smile that when he was young, he made a mistake with alcohol and never drank any alcohol since then.

Jing Yunyan led her to a treasure chest in a bedroom, and pressed the switch.

The cabinet rotated slowly, and the wall made of large stone strips opened like a door, and the cabinet made a dull sound, and it was pitch black inside.

Jing Yunyan stuffed the fire folder into Shu Yingtong's hand, and hugged her by the waist, "There is a mechanism inside, you have never been here, I will tell you more about it when I have time."

Shu Yingtong leaned obediently in his arms, and the length of each step he took was different, and he didn't walk in a straight line.

She raised her eyebrows, "If you barge in rashly, you will probably be shot into a sieve?"

"No, Yun Guitang's poisonous spider webs and poisonous needles will not kill people instantly, what we want is to live."

Jing Yunyan stopped in front of the lampstand and motioned her to turn on the lamp, "Huichuntang also employs some ordinary handymen to take care of the shop and the chores in the back hall. On the bright side, there are shopkeepers and stewards' residences, which are cleaned by a few villa disciples. If a handyman breaks in, it will be a serious interrogation."

The secret room lit up, and there were many bookshelves, but there were no books on them.

Large and small long-tube bags of different colors, with a small tag hanging from the end.

Jing Yunyan carried her to the soft couch in the inner room and put her down, rubbing her forehead hair, "Let me see what important things have happened recently. If you are sleepy, take a nap for a while. If you are not sleepy, there are bookshelves over there."

"You are busy with your work, I will sleep for a while."

Shu Yingtong knew that he was entangled in many things now, and she also wanted to enter the space to check the spiritual fruit and prepare a large amount of medicine.

There was a sound at the door, and Jing Yunyan leaned over and pecked her on the lips, got up and walked out.

"Young master, it's not easy to buy in the city now, only these common melons and fruits..."

"It's okay, carry it to the inner room."

Two young fellows carried the ice mirror into the inner room, and saluted with fists together, "Young Madam!"

Shu Yingtong saw that they were all dressed as pharmacy assistants, with ordinary faces, and they would not attract attention if they were thrown into the crowd.

These are the eyes of Qinglan Villa, and their lack of characteristics is their best protective color.

"Thank you." Shu Yingtong nodded in thanks, and threw a porcelain bottle over, "One pill per person, smallpox nemesis, take it as soon as possible."

The honest-looking guy took the porcelain bottle, and his eyebrows couldn't help raising.

Where is Qinglan Villa, where both medicine and poison are excellent, and those who can be sent to Huichun halls in various cities are all disciples of Yucao hall, who is not rolling in the pile of medicinal materials?
Even the old proprietor was helpless against smallpox, so he could only prescribe the right medicine according to the prescription. This young lady in the legend gave me medicine at the first meeting, and she was said to be the nemesis of smallpox?

The tall boy next to him saw him holding the pill and studying it with a look of surprise on his face, grabbed the bottle over, poured a pill into his mouth without saying a word.

"Eat it as soon as I tell you to eat it, so much nonsense." He chewed the pill in his mouth, his eyes lit up, "Eh? It's not developed by the Young Master's family? The Young Madam is as powerful as the rumors say!"

"You have a delicate mind." Shu Yingtong smiled slightly, and threw two spiritual fruits over, "The local specialties I bought on the way, try something new."

It's a long way from Yuan County to here, and it's hard to explain where the spirit fruit came from, so I can only infer that I bought it on the road.

These Huichuntang disciples were all cultivated by Qinglan Villa with great effort. To Jing Yunyan, their existence was as important as the stewards in her village.

It is a friend, a family member, and a companion who fights side by side.

Jing Yunyan sat outside while reading the secret report, while listening to the movement inside, he rubbed his forehead, "Are you two going to stay inside until lunch?"

It's understandable to be curious when meeting for the first time, but if you ask around in it, is it possessed by the old lady at the entrance of the village?

It's hard for Tongtong to patiently answer their various questions.

"Uh...Young Madam, let's go out to prepare meals first, and you must come to Fengyu City on the return journey! Hey? Why are you beating me!"

"Aren't you stupid! If you don't leave, the Young Master's family will come in and beat you up!"

When the two returned to the outer room, they didn't dare to raise their heads at all, they both rushed out with the fastest footwork in their lives, pointing their toes to the ground, like jumping masters.

"Young master." Standing outside the door was a young man with handsome features and a tall figure, with a pair of crutches under his arm and only one foot under his gown.

"Zhiyuan, come and sit down." Jing Yunyan was too busy to raise his head, and waved his hand casually, "Uncle Chang is not here, so you can take over the Fengyu branch. Let me first talk about why the chief envoy can't be transferred Grain, the common people use millet as their staple food?"

Ning Zhiyuan walked slowly while leaning on his crutches, and after walking out of the formation, he respectfully closed his fists in salute.

"The left and right chief ministers are all sick, and the chief ministers are in chaos. The original division of power between the three divisions lacks support. The supervisors and commanders give priority to the soldiers in the army for disaster relief, and ordinary people have no rice to eat."

(End of this chapter)