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Chapter 91

Chapter 92

Although Sheng Hui was not convinced, she still did not dare to be coquettish or disobedient when facing Sheng Guangzong. She could only purse her lips in grievance to show that she understood.

Sheng Guangzong asked her to go out, and after she left, he turned back and asked Sheng Jin: "Dad, I heard someone mention Shen Anhe's calligraphy today. When did Shen Anhe write, and let so many people know about it?"

At that time, Wuhan University was not the only one who praised Shen Anhe for his calligraphy. Therefore, Sheng Guangzong was a little curious. Could it be that Shen Anhe wrote calligraphy at home and invited these people to see it?Not to mention that they can't read or understand, but they are busy working on weekdays. How much time do they have to do such arty things?
Is this what they can or should do?
After hearing this, Sheng Jin first glanced at his son, and then frowned and said: "Just to earn a few copper coins, I actually wrote a spring post for takeout! Humph, it's a disgrace to Lao Sheng's family!"

"Did he write a spring post?" Sheng Guangzong frowned, thought for a while and asked, "Who bought them all?"

Now was the time to post a spring post, and he wanted to see what kind of spring post Shen Anhe had written that would make those people so complimentary.

As for what his father said about embarrassing Laosheng's family, he didn't care.Sheng Xi is no longer a member of the Sheng family. If she really wants to be embarrassed, it would also be embarrassing for her, Sheng Xi.

The reason why his father said this is actually because scholars are divided into different levels.

Those who really care about their reputation should write spring posts for themselves and their families.They will never write out the spring post and then use the smell of copper to measure its value.Even if you really want to write to outsiders, it is a gift, not a transaction.

And those who care about reputation, but are really poor and want to make money, just go to bookstores to copy books and sell them to similar scholars.

Although this so-called hierarchy has never been clarified by the court, everyone knows it.

Therefore, at least in Sheng Guangzong's eyes, he looked down on those scholars who wrote spring posts and sold them for money.

And Shen Anhe was also a scholar in the past.

After listening to his question, Sheng Jin thought for a while and said, "Actually, not many people buy it in pairs. This thing is not cheap for them. They probably buy a blessing and paste it on it. Do you want to take a look?" There’s really nothing to see.”

Sheng Jin didn't want Sheng Guangzong to see what Shen Anhe had written. Although he didn't know much about writing, he was also literate.His son's handwriting is very good, but compared with Shen Anhe's, at least he can tell which one is better at a glance.

However, he didn't want to mean that Sheng Guangzong couldn't see it, so his neighbor bought a pair of spring stickers from Shen Anhe.When Sheng Guangzong went out again, he saw the spring sticker on the door and narrowed his eyes hard.

Without him having to ask, the family member had already said Shen Anhe's name, and along with it, there were all kinds of praises for Shen Anhe.

Shengxi is the village that the donkey cart drove into when Shenshi was approaching.At this time, the doors of every house are open, putting up spring stickers, sweeping, and playing. Many people are outside.Therefore, at a glance, they saw Sheng Xi driving a donkey cart and carrying Sheng Guangyuan back from outside.

They didn't see donkey carts often. Sun Qiang and his wife would come to their village every day before, so they were already used to it.

Of course, I don’t know who passed it on. This donkey cart belongs to Sun Qiang and the other two.So everyone believed it, and no one asked Sheng Xi if the donkey cart belonged to her.

And when she passed by driving the donkey cart "decently", some people ran up to join in the fun, followed the donkey cart, and inquired about some information from Sheng Xi.

"Sheng Xi, did you just come back from town? Did you go selling wild goods again?" one of them asked her.

"No, I sold some medicine I made." Sheng Xi shook his head.

"Ah, isn't it? You, you actually know how to make medicine?" The man couldn't help but be surprised, and so were the others who joined him.When will Shengxi be able to make medicine?
When did Sheng Xi stop answering them? Instead, he took this opportunity to ask everyone: "Do you have any medicinal materials collected from the mountains at home? If so, you can send them to my house. As long as the quality is good, I will accept them." "Collect the medicines." ? Ah, I remembered that two people used to drive a donkey cart to your house with a load of hay. It turns out that those were medicines!" Someone suddenly came to his senses.

Sheng Xi smiled and nodded, letting the donkey walk forward slowly: "Yes, I was collecting it before, but I was worried that everyone wouldn't trust me, so I didn't tell you."

When everyone heard this, they nodded one after another without covering up.

Sheng Xi: "..."

"Ahem, so I'm just telling you this because I want it to be stable. If any of you have it, bring it to me, and I will give it to you according to the price offered by the drug dealer outside," Sheng Xi said.

"All medicines are accepted?" someone couldn't help but ask.

Sheng Xi nodded: "Well, at least now I have to accept everything." It won't necessarily be the case later.But it doesn't matter if you take too much. She has space, and the medicinal properties will still be maintained when placed inside, and there will be no expiration date.

Someone then thought: "Sheng Xi, when will you be free? I have some at home, but not many."

After all, not everyone knows medicinal herbs, but they usually know two or three of them if they live in the mountains.I just didn't know that someone in the village would be injured while working. They would just pull a piece of grass, chop it, squeeze out the juice, and apply it on the wound. They would know it when they saw it.

Sheng Xi naturally accepted everyone who came: "As long as I'm at home, I can do it anytime. Yes, today can do it too." However, for the convenience of work, she still emphasized: "Try to organize the medicinal materials for easy inspection."

Obviously she didn't want anyone to fool her, and everyone understood.

Sheng Xi just advertised it widely and left. Then, when everyone came to their senses and forgot to ask how she knew how to make medicine, she had already disappeared at the end of the alley.

"Don't ask, there's nothing to ask. If Sheng Xi really knows how to make medicine, he will definitely keep collecting medicines in the future. We are guarding Jiuhu Mountain, are we afraid that we can't find the medicine? There is no use in keeping it. It’s better to give it to her, maybe you can actually get a few copper coins.”

These words made everyone feel itchy, so not long after Sheng Xi arrived home, someone came to the door with a stack of medicinal materials.

Sheng Xi left the dumpling making matter to Shen Anhe and Sheng Guangyuan, and she got up to contact people.

After the first one is confirmed to be able to exchange money, the second and third ones will come to your doorstep.

It wasn't until the sun completely set and every house lit up their kitchen smoke that Sheng Xi breathed a sigh of relief.After sending the last person away, she closed the door behind her back.

In order to get a few extra pocket money before the new year, many people came in the afternoon, but not many medicinal materials were brought.But Sheng Xi still checked and weighed it very carefully. After confirming that the other party had no objection, she handed over the calculated money to the other party.

Everyone was smiling, and the prosperity was naturally rewarding.

Stretching her back hard, she stepped into the main room, and then she saw the big belly dumplings all over the curtain.

Sheng Xi smiled happily, waved his hand, and said to Shen Anhe: "Let's start cooking!"

(End of this chapter)