Han State, Chun Nuan sneezed several tis in a row.
"Is this catching a cold?"
Zhao Minghua was a bit anxious: "I told you, you should rest at the inn, but you wouldn’t listen. This weather is so chilly."
"It is indeed a bit cold, but it’s alright."
The weather in Han State is colder compared to Changzhou.
The main thing is, she grew up sowhat pampered.
"Back in the Capital, we would burn floor heating and silver thread charcoal, and even have hand warrs when going out, but mostly we didn’t need to leave the house."
Chun Nuan reminisced about the comfortable life she led as a young lady at the Xiao Mansion back in the day.
People, truly, can easily adapt to luxury, but it’s hard to go back to simplicity.
Having spent three winters in Shu City, she still hasn’t gotten used to it.
As soon as she stepped outside the inn, not wrapping her clothes tightly, the wind blew through, freezing her.
"Since I’m here, I should at least go out and see the scenery."
"What you’re looking at isn’t scenery, it’s herbal dicine."
Chun Nuan smiled.
This person, truly clever.
Every place has its own unique local herbal dicine.
Coming to Han State, Chun Nuan recalled a phrase recorded in books: Qinba has no idle grass.
This is truly a natural pharmacy.
Chun Nuan knew this place was abundant in dicinal herbs, how could one co to a treasure mountain and leave empty-handed?
She specifically asked Tang Shitou.
"I’m not very clear on this, not knowledgeable in the field," Tang Shitou said. "But neither Tie Tou nor I have ever been seriously ill. If we feel discomfort, we just follow the village elders’ advice and brew so herbal water to drink, and we’ll be fine."
For instance, using herbs to clear phlegm for a cough, peppermint infusions for a toothache...
Peppermint has the effects of clearing heat, detoxifying, dispelling fire, relieving pain, and dissipating wind-heat, helping to relieve wind-fire type toothaches. Hearing Tang Shitou’s herbal usage felt quite professional.
"I don’t understand, so I ask Grandpa Fang in the village. Grandpa Fang is ninety-eight this year, and villagers consult him for colds and fevers. He says that using so herbs can effectively relieve symptoms."
"Is it far from your village?"
"Not really."
Tang Shitou said it takes a day by carriage to return to the village.
"Then let’s visit your village; I’d like to et this Grandpa Fang of yours. Is that convenient?"
"It’s convenient, convenient."
Tang Shitou nodded imdiately.
"We left the village half a year ago and really miss it."
Though their ho no longer existed, the villagers treated the brothers well.
When they enlisted, they imagined returning ho gloriously if they succeeded, to repay the kindness of their fellow villagers. But things didn’t go as planned; they got injured and ended up becoming servants of the Zhao family.
Well, it seems it could be considered returning ho in fine clothes, since the employer bought them decent outfits.
Dressed like this, they cut a reasonable figure.
And now, they have no worries about food or clothing, nor fear of being holess. Working for their employer gives them a sense of pride.
"Alright, let’s visit your village tomorrow."
The journey ho this ti was smoother and their hearts more joyful than ever.
The brothers led Zhao Minghua and the others back to the village.
"Hey, Shitou, I heard you joined the military, why is that?"
"We enlisted but got injured and were discharged."
"You went to the battlefield? How many did you kill?"
A group of young n, similar in age to Tang Shitou, gathered around: "Did you gain any ritorious service, were you afraid during battles...?"
Tang Shitou felt a bit awkward!
They hadn’t been to the battlefield!
They enlisted and trained for a few months, then set off for Shu City, and got into trouble on the way.
But this trouble led them to et the employer’s young master.
"We never saw the battlefield; I got sores on my leg and Tie Tou sprained his foot, so we didn’t fight."
"You didn’t fight or gain any rit, so you..."
They looked the brothers up and down, noticing their different outfits.
"You didn’t earn rits, then you must have gotten rich!"
"What riches..."
Tang Shitou was about to explain when Tang Tie Tou quickly took over the conversation.
"It’s because we work for Mr. Zhao and made so silver," Tang Tie Tou said. "Anyone want to join us?"
This was what the young master instructed him, in Han State he needed more manpower; if there were suitable candidates, he could recruit them.
These people are trustworthy, maybe not the brightest, but certainly strong.
The young master needs to buy grain, and bag carriers are always needed.
They could certainly be used.
"Really, we can earn money?"
"Of course you can."
Imdiately, everyone gathered around, looking at Tang Tie Tou and Zhao Minghua’s group.
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