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

Chapter 89 Rejection
Demolish the old house and build a new one.

Chunnuan was also very interested in this matter.

When they reached the stove in the old house, Chunnuan called for a pause.

"Sister, what are you doing?"

Seeing Chunnuan run towards the messy kitchen, he quickly followed.

“I remember now, the hearth soil. This stove is the old stove of Aunt Zuo’s family. The hearth soil is a very good medicine.”

Stove core soil, also known as Fulong liver, is the charred yellow soil formed by long-term firing in earthen stoves used for burning weeds and firewood.

It has the effects of warming the middle and stopping bleeding, warming the stomach and stopping vomiting, and stopping diarrhea. It is often used for vomiting due to deficiency and cold, blood loss, and diarrhea due to spleen deficiency. That is, the moment the stove was torn down, she suddenly thought of this problem.

Chunnuan rummaged through a pile of stones and found a few pieces of charred mud.

She took out the sintered clay and used a knife to scrape off the charred parts and impurities. She was overjoyed.

"Sister, in your eyes, everything is medicine."

Chun Ning was very doubtful. Could this really be used as medicine? It was just a lump of mud!

"Of course, if it's not a medicine, then it's definitely not its problem, and I simply don't have the ability to discover its effects."

Chun Ning's eyes widened, realizing how thoughtful her elder sister was.

It's a pity that because my grandfather was wrongly accused, the whole family was either executed or exiled back to Sichuan. If they had stayed in the capital, with my grandfather's help, my sister would definitely have become a great pharmacist.

This wasn't something he was bragging about; it was something his grandfather had said.

"Don't restrain Nuan Nuan. Let her do whatever she wants. If she were a boy, she would surely become a great pharmacist."

My grandfather was disappointed that I wasn't his grandson, but he was also very open-minded and never stopped my sister from learning medicine and processing medicinal herbs.

He probably never imagined that one day his older sister's skills would save his family of more than ten people.

Sichuan relies on her, the northern deserts rely on her, and even her elder sister's rouge shop in the capital relies on her.

Whenever she thinks about these things, Chun Ning regrets not listening to her grandfather's advice to study medicine with him. Instead, she focused solely on studying the classics, thinking only about passing the imperial examinations, entering officialdom, and changing her family's social standing...

However, things didn't go as planned.

With the arrival of spring, the artisans collected the clay from the hearth and resumed their work.

It must be said that Uncle Luo's boatmen brothers were truly skilled workers; they wielded their hoes incredibly fast.

"Today we're demolishing the house and digging the foundation, and tomorrow we can install the foundation stones we bought." Uncle Luo quickly explained to Chunnuan as she arrived, "These foundation stones must be thick. Foundation stones are like a person's feet. Only when the feet are big and stable can a person stand firmly."

"Okay, I'll listen to you, Uncle. You're an experienced person, so I'll fix it however you say is best."

To help the Xiao family repair their house, Uncle Luo hasn't been setting up his massage stall at the dock for the past few days.

That's genuinely helping.

“Look at my brothers, several of them had foot pain, back pain and the like before. I massaged them with that medicinal wine and they all said they felt better.” Uncle Luo said in a low voice, “If you hadn’t taught me and I hadn’t been able to use the medicine on them, I wouldn’t be able to come and help you with your work.”

Therefore, everything has a cause and effect; the cause you sow will eventually bear fruit and return to you. Uncle Luo helped with the house repairs, and Chun Ning followed along to learn how to manage things, so Chun Nuan let go and didn't interfere anymore.

She continued to purchase herbs and process medicinal materials, and sometimes Zhao Minghua would transport them to her yard in a horse-drawn carriage.

Whenever I see Zhao Minghua carrying large and small bags of medicinal herbs into the yard, I know that Chunnuan is going to have a hard time again.

"Nuan Nuan, just let us know if there's anything we can do to help, and we'll help in any way we can."

"Aunt, I will. There are some things I need your help with, and I will let you know. There are some things I can't do, so I have to do them myself."

"Nuan Nuan, why don't you bring Chun Yan and Chun Shu with you? They're clever and quick-witted, you can teach them a bit more." Auntie San said, "We all feel bad seeing you running around all by yourself."

"Third Aunt, Chunyan prefers looking at the account books. She's the one who looks at the account books that Manager Ma and Qingsheng brought. So we'll leave this to her." Chunnuan smiled and said, "Chunshu prefers making pastries, so we'll just do what they like."

Not everyone is like her, enjoying working with medicinal herbs; nor is everyone like her, preferring quiet and able to spend an entire day in the pharmacy while maintaining passion and enthusiasm.

Chunnuan clearly remembers the excitement she felt when she first learned how to make pills; she wished she could hide in the pharmacy day and night and keep experimenting.

If her grandfather hadn't sent people to guard her and drag her out at the appointed time, she could have stayed inside for days and nights without coming out.

The pharmacy makes medicines and never lacks food; you can prepare whatever you want to eat, emphasizing complete freedom. Of course, you can also prepare whatever you want to give to others, with a buy-one-get-one-free offer and after-sales service.

It was after giving Chun Ning medicine that her face turned bright red and her grandmother threatened to punish her, that she became much more restrained. She realized that medicine really shouldn't be taken indiscriminately, or she would regret it if something went wrong.

Thinking back to her childhood, Chunnuan felt that she was incredibly energetic, with all sorts of strange ideas in her mind. Whenever possible, she would roll up her sleeves and prepare pills.

Looking at the medicinal herbs Zhao Minghua had brought, she felt that urge again.

No, no, they sent it to me to prepare, not for me to mess around with. It would be embarrassing if the quantity didn't match up. I can't say I skimmed off the profits.

She really wanted these medicinal herbs, so Chunnuan decided to talk to Zhao Minghua and ask him to spend money to buy some of them.

If the eldest sister's Alluring Pavilion is to remain standing, it must constantly innovate and keep others in the dust, making those noble ladies feel that their money is well spent.

In addition to rouge and face powder, Chunnuan also plans to make skin lotion and essential oil.

These medicinal herbs are exactly what essential oils need.

After Chunnuan finished processing the medicinal herbs, Zhao Minghua came to pick them up, and she said she wanted to buy some for her own use.

"What are you making with these herbs? Can you give the finished product to our Baicaotang to sell? Don't worry, we'll provide the herbs and manpower. We'll still split the profits 80/20, I get 80% and you get 20%."

Chunnuan looked at him and thought to herself, "Do you really think I'm stupid?"

"I just want to make it, but whether I can actually make it is uncertain." Chunnuan refused decisively: "And even if I do make it, it may not be suitable for your Baicaotang to sell."

"why?"

"Because the price is too high, it's not worth selling it cheaply," Chunnuan said. "Look for yourself, which of these medicinal herbs is cheap?"

“Don’t underestimate Changzhou. There are some people here who are willing to spend money.” Zhao Minghua felt it was an insult to say that people here wouldn’t buy it because it was expensive. Who’s poorer than whom? They might be reluctant to buy, not because they can’t afford it: “Are you making something for food or for personal use?”

Happy New Year, babies!
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