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Chapter 59 The elder sister who grows white chrysanthemums
Zheziling is located in the hilly area south of the Yangtze River, with a warm and humid climate. The eight Zhejiang flavors here are very famous, including Hangzhou white chrysanthemum.

At this time, the white chrysanthemum has almost passed the picking period, but there should be a small amount still available.

The train travels through the plains, mountains, and hills of Jiangnan.

There is the busyness of the factory area and the tranquility of the countryside in the south of the Yangtze River.

Two hours later, the train entered Zhezi City Station.

Zhezi City has jurisdiction over more than a dozen districts and counties, and its main industry is the cultivation and processing of medicinal materials.

Walking on the streets of Zhezi City, you can see various medicinal companies everywhere.

Wenrou asked about the best place in Hang Baiju and took the bus there.

Outside, there are hilly fields and medicinal fields.

Douzi kept scanning the medicinal field outside, shaking the bean body: "It's a pity, the medicinal properties are not enough, it's a pity, it looks fat and tender, and it's not old enough..."

After the bus stopped at Jugou Station, Wenrou got off.

A peasant woman came towards me carrying a basket on her back. Wenrou walked forward with a painting in her hand and said, "Sister-in-law, whose Hangzhou white chrysanthemum is of the best quality?"

The farmer woman said, "The chrysanthemums I grow are of the best quality. Do you believe it?"

Wenrou nodded: "Letter."

The peasant woman smiled: "Let's go, I'll take you to my medicine field."

"Okay." Wenrou followed the peasant woman towards the fields.

Except for some vegetable fields near the village, the other areas are medicinal fields with various Chinese medicinal materials.

The fields in the hilly areas rise layer by layer, and the medicinal plants are like green waves.

The peasant woman pointed to the medicinal field she was passing by and said, "Girl, what do you think of these Atractylodes?"

The bean grade scanning technique had already given the results. Wenrou said truthfully: "It seems that the leaves are quite plump, but the year is not enough, and Atractylodes rhizome is mainly used for its rhizomes. The soil in this medicinal field is too fertile, so the rhizomes will not grow well." good."

The peasant woman chuckled and said, "Girl, it seems you know about medicinal materials."

Wenrou said modestly: "I just followed what is written in the book. At best, it is just talk on paper. My sister-in-law is the one who really understands medicinal materials."

The peasant woman was very satisfied and said proudly: "I said that Lao Tian's medicinal field has too much water and fertilizer to grow good Atractylodes, but he didn't listen."

The two walked for a while and came to a field of chrysanthemums. At this time, the stems and leaves of the chrysanthemums were lush, with only scattered flower bones left.

The farmer woman said proudly: "Girl, this is my family's chrysanthemum. The best quality chrysanthemum in Zheziling this year was harvested from my family's field!"

Wenrou was busy doing business and boasting: "Sister-in-law is really an expert on white chrysanthemums. The appearance of the white chrysanthemums you planted is very high quality. This is already the late harvesting stage, and the flower is still in such good condition!"

The peasant woman nodded with satisfaction: "Girl, what are you doing here? Are you not collecting medicinal materials?"

Wen Judao: "I have a prescription that requires several medicinal materials. The method of collecting medicinal materials is quite special. I need to collect the medicinal materials myself. I heard that Zheziling is a medicinal material base and the farmers who grow medicinal materials here are all experts, so I came here to find the medicine."

The peasant woman said disdainfully: "Are they experts in everything? They are just mediocre people who only know how to use fertilizer to pile medicinal materials. There are not many people like me who really understand medicinal materials."

Wenrou smiled and said: "Then I am so lucky to meet you as an expert when I came here."

The peasant woman said: "It doesn't matter whether you are an expert or not. Only when you solve the problem can you be considered knowledgeable. What kind of medicinal materials are you looking for? Tell me."

Wenrou told the peasant woman all the medicinal materials she needed.

The peasant woman looked confused when she heard this: "What? Qixian? Qin Lengre flower? You Rencao? Are you sure you are talking about medicinal materials?"

Wenrou apologized: "Maybe it's not a medicinal material. I don't know what it is. No, that's why I came to ask experts like you." Several calls of experts made the peasant woman feel that as an authority on the source of medicinal materials, she had an obligation to help Wenrou find what she needed. medicinal materials.

"I'll prepare this chrysanthemum for you first. You can pick the chrysanthemum in my medicinal field as you like, and I'll make it into dried medicinal materials for you. I guarantee that it will be white in color, fragrant, sweet in taste, and beautiful in flower shape. Beautiful." The peasant woman's sister-in-law assured her as she patted her chest.

Wen Judao: "Sister-in-law, the harvesting conditions of my white chrysanthemum are rather strange. It is different from ordinary medicinal materials, and the required age is also relatively high. Although the white chrysanthemum here grows very well, it does not meet my year requirements."

"Vintage? How old do you want it?"

“Things that are more than ten years old and less than 20 years old are the best.”

The peasant woman grabbed Wen Ju and said, "Let's go, girl, you've found the right person for me!"

The peasant woman pulled Wenrou toward the village. As she walked, she belittled the medicinal plants of other people along the way.

After entering the village, I met a middle-aged man. When he saw the peasant woman, he shouted: "Crazy woman from the Tang family, where did you get a fat girl to listen to your crazy talk?"

The peasant woman said nothing, looked around and saw that there were no stones on the ground, then took off her shoes and threw them at the man.

The man fled in despair.

The peasant woman retrieved her shoes and said to Wen Ju: "If you see this kind of trash man, don't pay attention to him, just hit him."

Wenrou gave a thumbs up: "Sister-in-law is mighty."

The peasant woman walked into the village with a proud look on her face, with a gentle, majestic and high-spirited attitude.

The villagers I met along the way hardly paid any attention to the elder sister-in-law, and the elder sister-in-law ignored them.

Wenrou finally figured out that the sister-in-law was an alternative existence in this village, and she happened to meet her.

My sister-in-law's house is in the northernmost part of the village, and beyond that is the hillside.

Other houses in the village are small two- and three-story bungalows, but my sister-in-law’s house is an old bungalow with gray bricks and gray tiles.

The walls of the courtyard are covered with loofah vines, and green moss can be seen in the gaps between the vines.

The sister-in-law pushed open the courtyard door, took off her backpack, and shouted into the room in Wu Nong's soft language: "Grandma, I'm back from home."

A very old voice came from the room: "It'll be good to come back. Did you fight with anyone?"

The sister-in-law said: "No matter how hard we try to fight, they can't make it. There is no fight."

The sister-in-law turned on the faucet to wash her hands and face, and asked Wenrou to wash herself off and cool down.

The yard of this house is not big. There are several rows of vegetables planted neatly in the yard. The water flowing from the faucet flows directly into the vegetable field along the small ditch.

The sister-in-law said to Wen Ju: "I was adopted by my grandma. She is over 90 years old and has adopted more than a dozen children. Others have become successful and have left home to live their own lives outside. Only I have a bad temper and cannot go out. .”

Wenrou nodded: "In the end, only you will take care of grandma."

Sister-in-law, no, maybe I shouldn’t call her sister-in-law, I should call her eldest sister.He has been living with his adopted grandmother, and may not have ever been married.

The eldest sister said: "My grandma is in good health. She doesn't need me to take care of her. I'm just responsible for shopping."

While talking, the two of them wiped their hands and faces.

The eldest sister opened the door and said, "Come in."

Wenrou followed in and saw an old lady with silver hair and a ruddy complexion sitting on an armchair next to the Eight Immortals table in the center of the room.

(End of this chapter)