Chapter 14

"Chun Mian doesn't realize the dawn, I hear birds chirping everywhere, the wind and rain come at night, and I know how many flowers fall."

In the early spring afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, with a hint of warmth, and occasionally the spring breeze blew, but it still made people feel goose bumps all over their bodies.

Shen Qiqiao was walking in the mountains with a bamboo basket on her back, breathing the fresh air that had never been seen in the 21st century, her mood became inexplicably better, and the frustration of being a little village girl who had been forced to travel through the past few days was also swept away.

She hummed a song and recited poems for a while, and Aunt Chen next to her couldn't help being surprised: "Oh, girl Qi, can you still write poems?"

Shen Qiqiao covered her small mouth for an instant, and thought to herself that something was wrong, and she forgot to show her complacency!
She laughed dryly and said: "Ahem, just talk about it, isn't this a poem by a great poet! Occasionally, I heard Brother Song recite it, so I remembered it."

Aunt Chen is a full-fledged country woman, but she has a son Song Qingshu who is studying in the town. It is said that he is going to take the exam for scholar in the second half of the year. He usually studies at home, recites poems, and occasionally gives advice to the children next door. Literate and well-known in the village.

Shen Qiqiao is a time traveler, she didn't want to expose herself, so she hurriedly made up a reasonable excuse.

When Aunt Chen mentioned her up-and-coming son, her face was also flushed, and she humbly smiled a few times, but she didn't take it to heart, and Shen Qiqiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The two walked around the outside of the mountain, and Aunt Chen had already cut a lot of pigweed for pigs.

Hogweed is not a single type, but some grasses that seem to have wider leaves.

Shen Qiqiao's eyeballs were rolling around, and her attention was focused on the deep mountain under the shade of trees. Judging from her experience in managing medicinal materials for more than ten years in her previous life, there are probably many precious medicinal materials growing in this deep mountain, and some even There will be high vintages.

If you can find it, pick it up and sell it to the herbal medicine shop in the town, you will definitely be able to sell it for a lot of money.

In her past and present lives, she was just like a little money fan.

Aunt Chen had already packed a basket of pigweed, but seeing that Shen Qiqiao didn't move much, she couldn't help asking in surprise: "Qi girl, do you have any difficulties, tell Aunt Chen, maybe I can help you!"

"Aunt Chen, I want to go to the mountain to have a look, which side is safer?"

"Seventh girl, this place is the last line of defense. If you go in again, you may encounter wolves, tigers and snakes. It's very dangerous!"

Aunt Chen advised her that she didn't want her to be in danger: "If you really want to go in, it's better to find a hunter in the village to take you. But, what do you want to go in for?"

"Collecting herbs. The little money given by First Young Master Su can't buy many things, and you can't sit and wait to die."

Aunt Chen was surprised: "Girl, do you know the medicinal materials?"

These days, reading is already a luxury, not to mention studying medicine and medicine. In the eyes of the ancients, skills should not be passed on. Many people who want to learn pharmacology have to start with the most basic medicine boy.

So Aunt Chen was very surprised when she learned that Shen Qiqiao could identify medicinal herbs.

"This...Actually, I don't know much about it. Brother Song gave me some pointers!"

Aunt Chen was taken aback, a little confused.

It's her son again, why doesn't she know that her son is so capable and knows all the medicinal materials?
Shen Qiqiao sneered, and coughed twice: "Well... Brother Song is a good reader. He often said that there is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book. These principles must be learned from the book."

Only then did Aunt Chen nod her head in a ignorant way, as if it made sense.

Shen Qiqiao looked at Aunt Chen's bewildered expression, and instantly felt that she was a fool, her little face blushed, so embarrassed...

(End of this chapter)

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