Chapter 675: All Are Rare and Precious Medicines

Every household's vegetable garden had long since withered and died, and anything edible had been dug up and eaten.Wild greens are tough and bitter, how can they compare to the crisp tenderness of ba..."Old Man Li speaks his mind."

"Well, well, how many herbs are left in your hands If you're willing, I can take them all."

Fan Jinshu squinted her eyes without speaking.

Before, the old man didn't seem to have such a strong interest in herbs.

She came this time to exchange supplies for grain. If the herbs in her hands could be exchanged for food, she would certainly be willing.

I just feel like there's something off, something not quite clear. This portly old man seems harmless and doesn't seem to have any ill intentions towards her, but you can't judge a book by its cover. After all, they're just acquaintances.

Fang Jinxiu still left a bit of room for maneuver.

"Willingly, I certainly am."

To be honest with you, Old Man Fat, the reason I came to Muzhou this time is actually to do business.

"We've had a drought, and now we have this heavy snow. Life is just unbearable."

“I'd better go back and stock up on more food. I don't know how we'll get by in the days to come.”

The whole family had their mouths wide open, waiting to eat.

"That's all," she said, her voice changing. She hesitated for a moment.

The stout old man immediately asked, “What is it If you have any difficulties, just say them.”

"You're still being polite to Old Fatso."

Fang Jinxiu smiled very insincerely, thinking to herself, "I don't even know your name or anything about you until now. Your identity and background are a complete mystery. I want to be impolite, but it has to work."

"That's right, Grandpa, the control over food is very strict in every state and county now."

"My family is big, and everyone in the village has asked me to buy a lot of food this time so we can all get through the winter."

"So the amount of food I need to buy will be larger."

"Right now, even with money, I can't buy that much grain. The granaries just won't give me that much."

"If the old master could help me solve this food problem, I would definitely offer up all the medicinal herbs in my possession!"

After hearing her words, the portly old man's smile began to look a little unnatural, and his brow furrowed with embarrassment.

"You little rascal." His tone had changed.

"This is indeed a difficult matter."

"Now, the control of food in each state and county can no longer be described simply as strict."

"In the city, each household is only allowed to buy ten kilograms of grain per visit from the granary, and they are not allowed to purchase consecutively."

The imperial court implemented this policy to prevent people from taking advantage of the situation to hoard grain, drive up prices, and exploit the hardship of the common people.

"Although I believe you are stockpiling grain for your own family and the villagers, the government officials and granary workers will not believe it."

Fang Jinshi cursed inwardly, "Old fox."

"Yeah, so I'm not very happy about this either. If things were easy, I wouldn't have to ask Grandpa for help."

The fat old man chuckled, "So you want the herbs in your hands, don't you But how do you know I can get this done"

"Give it a try."

"I didn't think Grandpa would be able to pull it off either."

"This deal is after all temporary, I'm not thinking about having more business partners or more avenues."

Everyone talks about cars, the old fox even played mind games with her.

Although Fang Jinshi doesn't know this fat old man's identity, just from the private room in which he drinks tea, it can be seen that his status in Muchou City is definitely not low.

Anyway, since she has already put forward the request, whether it can be done or not is not her concern.

If I can't do it, just stop selling the herbs.

The chubby old man stared at her for a while, then nodded.

Let me think about this first. It's a complicated matter and will take some time.

"Besides, if this goes through, the herbs you give me have to be at least as good as the last batch of Reishi. I won't accept anything less."

Fan Jinxiu smiled and nodded, "This is no problem! I guarantee they are all rare and precious medicines!"

Luckily, the wild medicinal herb resources were abundant. She found quite a few rare herbs near streams and ponds. Zong Yu often went hunting and would bring back things like lingzhi and ginseng when he encountered them.

Fang Jinshu originally didn't know there were so many good herbs in the wild mountains. Once, when she was drawing images of medicinal herbs, Zongyu saw her.

She also took the opportunity to teach him what some of the more valuable medicinal herbs looked like.

At that time, she thought that Zongyu frequently went in and out of the mountains, and good things generally liked to grow in complex mountainous environments. With a casual attitude, she taught him to identify precious herbs such as ginseng and lingzhi.

I didn't expect Zong Yu to be able to surprise her like this. As long as he entered the deep mountains, he would always bring back quite a few good herbs each time.

She had dozens of ginseng plants that were a hundred years old in her hand, and a dozen or so that were a thousand years old.

Reishi mushrooms, you name it, all shapes and sizes, and ages. It's just that the quantity isn't as abundant as ginseng. why didn't you bring a doctor and food and drink home to save himThey raised you in the palm of their hands since you were little, Fang Jianren. Wanting to abandon them would be the kind of thing tha...