The Daily Life of a Down-on-Hard-Life Medicine Girl Supporting Her Family

Chapter 18 Allergies

Sure enough, fixing the kitchen was not as simple as she had imagined.

A bamboo stalk was buried deep in each of the four corners.

"It's only stable with this pillar."

A bamboo stalk is divided into four pieces, and then the pieces are strung together one by one, with another piece of bamboo added at intervals.

"Look, it won't even move when you shake it like this."

Another day was spent erecting the bamboo wall. The kitchen, which had been burned down, was transformed into a bamboo wall, and the enclosure looked quite presentable again.

"We'll finish the roof tomorrow morning, cut bamboo for the purlins and lattice, and then cover it with thatch. I'm not saying much, but it should keep the roof from leaking for three to five years."

"What are you doing, Brother Niu?"

Chun'an saw Brother Niu cut the straw into half-inch sections and then mix it with the mud.

"Painting the walls will prevent drafts in winter and also act as a barrier, preventing the bamboo from rotting due to wind and rain."

Da Niu held the mud in both hands and smoothed it out little by little on the bamboo wall. After he finished, a "mud wall" appeared in front of him.

"very nice."

Chunnuan is very grateful; she is indeed an experienced person.

"Uncle Niu, how much is your wages?"

Zhao Minghua paid one tael of silver in advance and spent 160 cash yesterday on some auxiliary materials for processing medicinal herbs. Money really is easy to use but hard to earn.

“My son and I have worked for two days, which is four days’ work, so you can give us eighty coins.”

Uncle Niu remembered his son's instructions that he shouldn't have asked for money, but Miss Xiao was stubborn and felt indebted if he didn't accept payment, so he accepted a lower price.

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Niu."

Less than I expected, I got a lot done with a little money, and I'm very happy with the spring warmth.

There is another person we should thank, and that is Mr. Zhang.

"Chuning, we don't have anything good to give to Master Zhang, so let's just fry some flower cakes and send them over."

"Row"

They cut down a total of thirty-eight bamboo stalks from Master Zhang's house, and also cut down eight nan bamboo stalks.

If we're talking about money, it should be at least fifty coins.

Fifty coins was nothing to Master Zhang, but for the Xiao family at that time, it was a huge sum of money.

Chun Ning took Chun Nuan to find Master Zhang, wanting to rent an acre of land from the Zhang family.

"Cough cough..."

Mr. Zhang coughed for a while, then complained, "I'm sorry, I haven't been feeling well lately. Please forgive my rudeness."

"Mr. Zhang, you flatter us. We have been unwelcoming in disturbing you."

A thin, kind-looking old man.

Chun Ning presented the fried flower cakes, explaining that they were homemade and a token of her appreciation.

"Thank you, it smells quite delicious." Mr. Zhang smiled and instructed Uncle Ma beside him, "Remember to put it on the table at noon, I want to eat it."

"Yes, sir." Uncle Ma paused for a moment as he went over to look, then asked, "Miss Xiao, did you also sell these flower cakes at the docks?"

"Yes, they were all fried by my older sister herself." Chun Ning quickly stated that they were not bought, but made by hand. The items were not expensive, but the sentiment was precious.

"Miss Xiao has excellent cooking skills." Uncle Ma turned to Master Zhang and said, "Master, you may not know this, but recently the Second Miss has been enjoying these flower cakes and has been asking Xiao He to buy them for her every day."

"Oh?" Master Zhang laughed, "Xiaoxue is just greedy. Let's send a portion of these flower cakes to Xiaoxue."

After speaking, he coughed a few times from exhaustion.

"Mr. Zhang, your health..."

"Ah, I'm old and useless now." After saying that, Mr. Zhang laughed self-deprecatingly, "Don't even mention being old, even when I was young, I was useless. I always felt like I couldn't breathe and always coughed badly."

After saying that, he coughed and sneezed, and even tears streamed down his face.

I was very embarrassed and apologized. I quickly went to the nearby clean room to deal with it.

When he came out, he hadn't improved at all.

"Mr. Zhang, do you feel unwell around this time of year and in autumn?" "Yes, oh, how did you know?"

Could it be that your own servants spread the word?

"Mr. Zhang, have you been taking medicine?"

"I've been taking medicine since I was a child. I've been taking medicine from the two pharmacies in town, and I've also gone to the pharmacy in the county to see a doctor. When I take medicine, I feel a little bit better, but the effect is not obvious."

"Mr. Zhang, do you feel even more uncomfortable when you smell pollen?"

"Pollen?" Mr. Zhang was taken aback. "I hadn't noticed."

“Mr. Zhang, I see you have some flowers in your yard. Why don’t you take a walk around and have a look?”

Let alone walking around.

After taking only a few steps, Mr. Zhang started sneezing repeatedly, coughing, and his eyes were watering. He felt like he was about to fall ill.

"Master Zhang, I have a pill here. Taking it might help you recover." Chun Nuan took out a small porcelain bottle from her purse and poured a pill into it for Master Zhang.

"Master?" Uncle Ma quickly gave him a meaningful look: You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want, and you absolutely cannot take medicine randomly!

“Master Zhang.” Chunnuan understood what Uncle Ma meant. This was indeed a loyal servant. “My grandfather once worked in the Imperial Hospital. Unfortunately, he did not die a peaceful death. But you should have heard of his medical skills. I am not very talented. I have been taken by my grandfather’s side since I can remember. I also have some knowledge of pharmacology.”

I wouldn't say I'm an expert, just have a basic understanding.

"If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Zhang, this isn't ordinary asthma, but rather allergic rhinitis. After you come into contact with the allergen, you'll also experience eye symptoms such as itchy eyes, tearing, red and swollen eyes, and burning sensations, as well as respiratory symptoms such as itchy throat, chest tightness, coughing, and asthma attacks."

"Miss Xiao, what is this allergen you're talking about?" Mr. Zhang was shocked: "I have the same condition you described, it comes and goes, and doctors can't cure it. Moreover, after hearing what you said, I feel that spring and autumn are even more difficult for me."

"Mr. Zhang is probably allergic to pollen, willow catkins, dust mites, or animal fur such as cat fur."

"Cough cough cough..." Old Master Zhang coughed again, then suddenly saw the pills Chun Nuan had given him, threw them into his mouth, tilted his head back, and swallowed them.

"Master!" Uncle Ma exclaimed anxiously. How could they take medicine of unknown origin?
"water."

Mr. Zhang felt the pill was a bit too big and got stuck in his throat, so he drank several mouthfuls of water before he could swallow it.

"Miss Xiao, are you saying that my illness can be cured?"

"Rong Chunnuan, take Master Zhang's pulse."

"Girl please."

Mr. Zhang was very cooperative. He had been suffering from this illness for decades, not just a day or two or a year. He had taken countless medications, but no doctor had ever told him what caused it.

This young girl spotted the problem at a glance; she's practically a miracle worker!

Perhaps his illness can be cured.

Chunnuan took Master Zhang's pulse with one hand, then switched hands to take his pulse with the other.

After Mr. Zhang coughed again, Chunnuan asked him to stick out his tongue so she could take a look.

"With the humility of Chunnuan, I would like to take a look at Master Zhang's eyes."

"Please."

He glanced at me, then asked a few more everyday questions.

"girl……"

Seeing Chunnuan deep in thought, Master Zhang became inexplicably nervous. Could this illness be cured?

"In the spring, I'll prescribe a medicine for Master Zhang. Let him take one dose and see if he can get a feel for it."

"Thank you so much, young lady." Master Zhang was thrilled. "Why don't you prescribe a few more doses of medicine? I don't mind the bitterness."

He has money to buy medicine, but he's afraid it won't cure his illness.

"One dose is enough to test the waters; if it works, two more doses can be prescribed."

"In addition, some problems need to be solved in order to cure Mr. Zhang's illness completely."

"what is the problem?"

He never dreamed he would get treatment, so how could he not be excited?

He can solve not just a few problems, but a whole host of them.

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