Thinking of Zhuang Xing'an, Jiang Zhiluo's expression changed.

During this time, when she went to town to sell chili meat sauce and bread, she went to Xinglin Pavilion every few days to give Zhuang Xingan acupuncture treatment.

Zhuang Xing'an followed her requirements, drank medicine every day, and took medicinal baths every day.

She also went for acupuncture treatment every few days, and he was almost in good health.

While thinking about things, Mrs. Ye took Jiang Zhiluo's hand and talked about the family affairs.

"You don't have to worry at home. We remember everything you told us before."

"Although the price of food has increased, we still stocked up on some food and salt. We also washed and re-sewed our winter cotton clothes. If we flee the war, we don't know when we will have enough clothes."

"As for the medicinal materials, we don't understand them either, so we don't dare to buy more."

Jiang Zhiluo's expression changed, and she suddenly thought of the medicinal materials, "Don't worry, parents. I will go to the town hospital tomorrow to buy some medicinal materials and prepare some backup medicines. I will just bring some by then."

When Mrs. Ye heard what her daughter said, she felt even more sorry, "This always makes you worry, mother, in my heart..."

Jiang Zhiluo interrupted Ye's words and said, "Mom, look at you, don't say such things. Only if you, dad, and brothers and sisters are doing well, can I feel at ease."

"well."

"But since your father's feet are healed, he can do more things and is no longer limited by his feet."

Jiang Yunshu seemed to have thought of something and said: "By the way, sister, people from the village have come to collect grain in the past two days. The villagers came to ask dad for his opinion. Dad said it was best not to sell grain outside. The villagers should have listened."

Jiang Zhiluo said: "When I came here, I learned something from discussions among the villagers."

"Manager Liu who went to our village to collect grain, I got him to say that the grain price in Qingzhou has doubled, and it is expected to rise again. They plan to collect grain from here at a low price and sell it there. .”

"Now everyone in the village has heard it, and they won't sell food."

"It won't take long before the nearby villagers will know about it."

The villages are not far from each other, and they all have relatives. If there is any news, everyone will tell them quickly.

She estimated that by mid-afternoon, people in Xingshan Village would have known the news.

Ye's face changed, "I really didn't expect that food prices could rise so much."

Jiang Yunzheng frowned and said, "The government doesn't care about the price of food. Who can afford to buy food if it goes up like this?"

Jiang Yunshu said: "Hungry is so hungry, no matter how expensive you are, everyone will buy food to eat."

"And there will probably be a rush at this time."

Hearing such news, Jiang Yunzheng felt very uncomfortable, but there was nothing he could do.

I can only think that the whole family is doing well now.

"Fortunately, we in Beizhou are fine for the time being."

Jiang Yunshu said: "If there is chaos in Yun State, there will be chaos here in Beizhou, and the government offices will not be able to control much at all."

"The most important thing is that if the commander of the guard station colludes with others and doesn't care about the safety of the county, then there will be a problem."

Jiang Zhiluo looked at Jiang Yunshu with admiration and said, "Second brother is very good. He also knows this."

When Jiang Yunshu was praised by his sister, he felt a little embarrassed and said: "My brother-in-law told me these things, so I remembered them. He knows more."

Jiang Zhiluo's expression changed. It turned out that this was what Cui Hejin had told Jiang Yunshu and the others before.

Jiang Zhiluo said: "Mom and dad, there's no need to panic. Just do whatever you need to do."

Ye said: "Don't worry."

At this moment, Jiang Yunhua also washed off the ointment on his face, revealing his original face.

Jiang Yunmian looked carefully and blinked: "Third sister, your face is pale."

"I don't know if I can use the ointment."

Although Jiang Yunmian was still young, everyone had a love for beauty. She touched her face and felt it was a bit dark, and she wanted to make it whiter.

In fact, Jiang Yunmian's skin is very good, but she is exposed to the wind and sun while working at home, so her face is a little tanned.Jiang Zhiluo touched Jiang Yunmian's hair and said, "When you are older, I will prepare some facial cream for you to whiten and beautify your skin."

Speaking of this, Jiang Zhiluo's expression suddenly changed. Could she make a whitening facial cream and sell it?

But think about it, the cost of ointments made from medicinal materials is too high. If the price is too high, not many people will buy it.

She had gone shopping in the county before, and the facial creams at the rouge and gouache shop in the county were not expensive.

Unless she makes some cheaper ointment, but in that case, the effect will not be very obvious.

Moreover, facial ointments are different from ointments. The color of ointments does not matter as long as they can remove scars.

Moreover, when she prepared the medicine, she injected it with wood-type supernatural power.

The facial ointment should be smooth and transparent when applied on the face, not like dirt.

Jiang Zhiluo thought about this, thoughtfully.

But now that there is a war outside, if anyone knows the news, they probably won’t be in the mood to buy these beauty products.

So she went back and figured out how to develop these things.

Jiang Yunmian was happy when he heard this, "Then I'm not afraid of getting tanned now. Anyway, I have a way."

Jiang Yunhua looked at Jiang Zhiluo nervously. She was really afraid that the scar on her face would not change.

She also wanted to get rid of the scars so that she would no longer be afraid of being looked at strangely or commented upon when she went out.

Jiang Zhiluo looked at Jiang Yunhua's face carefully, touched it lightly with her hand a few times, and said: "It's much better, it's not so obvious anymore. Keep applying the medicine and it will be completely better."

Listening to Sister A's words, Jiang Yunhua showed a shy smile, but her eyes were bright, showing that she was very happy.

Ajia said that if it can be cured, it will be cured.

Ye said: "Since applying the medicine, Yun Hua has become more talkative. I think if he gets better, he can change his temper and stop being so introverted."

Jiang Zhiluo said: "Don't worry, mother, Third Sister's face is fine."

In fact, Jiang Yunhua is now introverted because of his low self-esteem. His scars have been removed, he is more confident, and he is now more talkative as he gradually exercises.

Moreover, Jiang Yun's face is beautiful, with an oval face, a sense of softness, and a typical beauty.

Jiang Zhiluo chatted with her parents at home and then went home.

When she returned to the village, she found many villagers gathered by the river, and everyone was climbing trees to reach the locust flowers.

Some people took out the ladders at home and put them under the tree, and climbed up to reach the locust trees.

There were piles of Sophora japonica flowers on the ground.

The children all thought it was fun to pick locust flowers, and they jumped up and down next to them, looking very excited.

There are many locust trees and locust flowers in Donghe Village, enough for everyone to eat.

When Jiang Zhiluo returned home, she found that there were many sophora flowers in the yard.

"Mom, you went to pick locust flowers, didn't you fall?"

The locust trees in the village are relatively tall, and Jiang Zhiluo is really afraid that Mrs. Cui will fall.

Mrs. Cui was chopping meat at home. When she saw Jiang Zhiluo coming back, she explained: "I didn't pick this. People in the village picked it and sent it over. Many people came to send it. I said it was enough, and I will confiscate the others. Let everyone take it back."

Jiang Zhiluo knew that the people in the village were simple and honest, and everyone was aware of it.

"Mom, why are there still salted duck eggs?"

Mrs. Cui reacted and said: "Oh, that was sent by your Aunt Wang. I don't want it. I had to give it to you. I said it was my fault and I took the food back."

Aunt Wang was the one who almost cried after selling fifty kilograms of grain in the morning. Jiang Zhiluo helped her get it back.

Jiang Zhiluo sighed, most people in the village were very honest.


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