Siheyuan (traditional courtyard house): 52 years of farming, producing hundreds of millions of tons

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"You absolutely must not skip buying medicine just to save money."

"Not applying the medication will not only slow down the healing process, but also increase the risk of infection and lead to more serious consequences."

The doctor gave Jia Zhangshi instructions.

Jia Zhangshi nodded, went out with Jia Dongxu, paid the testing fee, didn't buy any medicine, and pulled Jia Dongxu out.

"Mom, why didn't you buy the medicine?"

Jia Dongxu was puzzled.

"What do you know?"

"The medicine here is too expensive. I have a place where I can buy medicine that is much cheaper."

"You go back first, I'll go buy the medicine myself."

Jia Zhangshi drove Jia Dongxu away.

She strolled around alone and soon arrived at a bridge.

There were people setting up stalls; some were fortune tellers, some were selling medicine, and others were selling small items.

She found a medicine stall.

"Lady, you've been burned, haven't you?"

"I could tell at a glance that it was a burn from touching it, and luckily, I had some family-inherited burn ointment."

"Take this home and apply it once every night. Be sure to use it around midnight, when yin and yang are in harmony, as that's when it's most effective!"

The medicine seller immediately noticed the examination report in Jia Zhangshi's hand.

He deliberately kept his eyes fixed straight ahead, pretending he hadn't seen anything.

Jia Zhangshi didn't notice either.

"really?"

"how much is it?"

Jia Zhangshi's eyes lit up.

This medicine seller is really something!

She had just arrived and hadn't said anything when the medicine seller noticed.

With such great skills, the medicine they sell must be very effective.

"Talking about money is too vulgar."

"But I'm a person too, I need to eat and drink!"

"I'll just charge you a token amount, fifty cents. Take this bottle, and make sure it's well wrapped up!"

The medicine seller handed the glass bottle to Jia Zhangshi.

Five cents?

Jia Zhangshi smiled happily.

The medicine prescribed by the doctor costs three yuan, and that's just one course of treatment. The doctor said that if the effect is not ideal, there will be a second course of treatment.

The medicine seller only charges 50 cents, and guarantees it will work!

"Could you make it any cheaper?"

Jia Zhangshi was insatiably greedy.

"Sigh, I'm just trying to help people, and seeing that your family isn't well-off, I'll give you a discount. Forty cents, not a penny less!"

The medicine seller gritted his teeth.

Jia Zhangshi smiled, took out four mao (0.4 yuan) and threw it down, then picked up the medicine bottle and left, afraid that the medicine seller would change his mind.

Jia Zhangshi had just left.

The medicine seller packed up his stall and headed to another location!

"We can have a good meal tonight!"

The medicine seller was very happy.

at this time.

On six acres of land.

Yi Zhonghai and the other two began their labor reform.

Cai Quanwu assigned no tasks.

"We're going to dig an irrigation canal today!"

"Follow me, everyone. Start digging from where I'm standing, following the lines I've drawn. Each person is responsible for ten meters. Nobody slacking off, understand?"

Cai Quanwu assigned no tasks.

Yi Zhonghai glanced at it and saw that there were indeed lines drawn on the ground.

Just dig along the line.

"It's not difficult at all!"

Yi Zhonghai smiled.

Being a fitter is both physically demanding and technically challenging.

Digging drainage ditches is purely physical labor; you just have to dig along the drawn lines.

"Yi Zhonghai, come on, this is yours from here on out!"

Cai Quanwu stuck a small stick in the ground, measured ten meters with a ruler, and then stuck another small stick in the ground to mark where Yi Zhonghai was to dig.

Yi Zhonghai nodded.

When he first arrived, he was worried that Wan Ping'an would deliberately retaliate.

It seems that he is overthinking.

The tools were the same, the drainage ditch was dug, and everyone was responsible for the same length; there was no sign of anything fishy going on.

He thought Liu Haizhong would be next.

But his next encounter was with someone he didn't know, Cai Quanwu's subordinate, not Liu Haizhong.

The three old men were separated.

Yi Zhonghai didn't pay attention.

Separate them if you want!

"Brother Cai, is everything arranged?"

Xu Fugui came to Cai Quanwu's side.

"Everything's arranged. Just wait and see what happens!"

Cai Quan's plan was ineffective.

Yi Zhonghai was Wan Ping'an's enemy. Since he was sent for labor reform, Cai Quanwu certainly wouldn't let him have an easy time.

The trickery lies in places Yi Zhonghai can't see!

Excavation has begun!

The people of Zhao were working with great enthusiasm.

"Yi Zhonghai, don't you dare slack off."

"You do the same amount of work as others; this isn't meant to make things difficult for you."

Xu Fugui supervises Yi Zhonghai.

He didn't pay much attention to Liu Haizhong and Yan Fugui, but focused his attention on Yi Zhonghai.

Did I do less work than others?

Yi Zhonghai snorted coldly.

He could certainly guess why Xu Fugui had come—to see him make a fool of himself.

He wouldn't let Xu Fugui see him make a fool of himself.

They wouldn't slack off and let Xu Fugui seize the opportunity.

Bang!

Just finished.

Yi Zhonghai's pickaxe, used for digging, bounced up.

Yi Zhonghai was caught completely off guard; his arms were numb from the shock, and his head slammed into the pickaxe handle.

He sat down on the ground with a thud, feeling dizzy and lightheaded.

"Haha, old man, you've finally gotten your comeuppance!"

Xu Fugui came over and made sarcastic remarks.


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