Chapter 55: Ligustrum lucidum
Zhou Liulang followed in the footsteps of his fifth brother and gave his money to Manbao for safekeeping.
Zhou Silang also wanted to do so, but when he looked down at the five cents in his hand, he felt it was unnecessary, so he put the money in his pocket. Manbao comforted him, "Brother, wait until next year when your wasteland can be used to grow crops, and you will be able to make a lot of money in the autumn harvest."
Zhou Silang: "Thank you very much. My father has been farming for his whole life, but I don't think he has much money. Besides , I'll be very happy if my newly reclaimed small piece of wasteland can produce a harvest."
Manbao didn't expect that his fourth brother had no confidence. "Fourth brother, the reason why Dad has no money is because he has a wife and children. You don't have any, so how can you not make money?"
She said, "If you can't make money, how can you pay it back? You owe a lot of money."
Zhou Silang felt a little depressed. He looked at his younger sister and said, "Can't you help Fourth Brother?"
Manbao patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, Fourth Brother, I will definitely help you."
Datou and the others also said enthusiastically: "Uncle Si, we will help you too."
Zhou Wulang and Zhou Liulang were also very righteous brothers. They put their hands on Zhou Silang's shoulders and said, "Fourth brother, we will help you too. If we come back early tomorrow, we will go to the fields to help you open up wasteland."
Manbao thought about it and felt that her extracurricular life should be more enriched. The most important thing was to find a way to dig more plants for Keke that he had never seen before so that he could earn points. So he said, "I'll help you tomorrow."
Zhou Silang: ...This is not the kind of help I want.
However, looking at the sincerity in the eyes of his brothers, sisters, nephews and nieces, Zhou Silang thought to himself, forget it, he wouldn't get much money even if he got involved. The key point is that his parents would definitely not allow him to touch the business in the hands of his younger brothers and sisters.
Zhou Silang sighed sadly.
Manbao thought they had already made the decision, so she gave the recalculated money to her mother and gave her own copper coins to Keke.
She felt that she also needed a big pocket.
With this in mind, Manbao rolled his eyes and typed "money bag" into the mall. What came out was a string of nice-looking golden circles that looked like copper coins. Manbao exclaimed, scratched his head and said, "What I want is a money bag."
The system took a look and said, "It would be more appropriate for you to enter 'bag', a handmade fabric bag."
Otherwise, even if you enter the bag, the things that come out will be all kinds of weird.
Manbao entered the information according to what Koko said, and the things that came out were all very beautiful, colorful and extremely pretty.
Manbao exclaimed, and flipped through the books with great interest. He liked this one and that one. The key point was that this thing was very big, and it seemed that it could hold many copper coins.
Manbao took a look at the points, and his smile froze. He widened his eyes and said, "Why is it so expensive? It costs 38 points, which is much more expensive than paper and candy."
In Manbao's opinion, paper and sugar should be more expensive things.
The system said: "In the future, materials will be abundant, paper and sugar will not be expensive, but craftsmanship and labor will be expensive, so handmade bags will be expensive."
Manbao looked at it and was reluctant to buy it, but she didn't back out either. Instead, she took out a piece of paper and started to draw a bag. She planned to ask her sister-in-law to make it for her. It's just cloth, she has it at home.
Manbao took the painting to find his third sister-in-law and described the bag to her in detail.
He automatically ignored the colorful embroidery she mentioned, because she couldn't do it anyway. But it would be no problem to make the bag as her sister-in-law said.
But fabric was a problem.
She took the paper and said, "Auntie, wait for me to talk to mother-in-law, and then I'll buy some cloth and make it for you."
Manbao nodded happily, "You don't have to tell her. I'll go talk to mom."
The main reason was that she was anxious and couldn't wait for He to speak.
Manbao ran to Qian and said he wanted to buy cloth.
Seeing her running around here and there the whole evening without a break, Qian smiled and said, "Okay, I'll buy it for you. Just wait."
He turned around and called Lao Wu, but only gave him five cents, saying, "Tomorrow when you go to the county town, go to the cloth shop and ask if they have any . If they do, buy a few pounds from them and remember to pick the big ones with bright colors."
That's right, Qian didn't plan to buy ready-made cloth for her daughter. That would be too expensive. She had seen her paintings and knew that it would cost a lot of material to make a bag, almost enough to make her a small jacket. It was not worth it, so she decided to just buy scraps of cloth.
It was the first time for Zhou Wulang to receive money from his mother. He felt that he was already an adult and was extremely excited. He turned around and started to show off to Manbao.
Manbao then realized that her mother wanted to use scraps of cloth to make a bag for her. She became very excited and envious. "It would be great if I could go to the county town tomorrow. I could choose the scraps of cloth myself."
For the first time, Manbao felt that there were also bad things about going to school.
Zhou Wulang promised her, "Don't worry, I will definitely choose the most beautiful floral fabric for you."
He then took out two bunches of purple fruits from the backpack and handed them to Manbao, saying, "Here, these are what you wanted."
When Manbao saw the bunch of things that Koko called Ligustrum lucidum, he was extremely happy and said, "Thank you, Fifth Brother!"
Zhou Wulang was so happy that he said, "If you like it, I'll pick some for you tomorrow, but you can't eat it."
Manbao agreed, but turned around and handed the thing to Keke.
The system did not take all of them, but left one string for her and entered the other string into the system. Manbao thought the fruits were very beautiful. She loved eating fruits in the first place, and seeing the purple fruits piled up, she couldn't help drooling.
The system said: "This is medicine."
Manbao was still drooling, "Is the medicine delicious?"
system:"……"
Manbao wiped his mouth and looked at the bunch of fruits with regret, "If only my mother took this kind of medicine, she wouldn't find it so bitter."
The system said: "Your mother's medicine contains Ligustrum lucidum."
Manbao's eyes widened slightly, and after a moment of stunned silence, she turned around and climbed out of bed, ready to run out again. Old Zhou and Qian, who were about to go to bed, heard their daughter's movements in the compartment and couldn't help but say, "Manbao, you still have to go to school tomorrow, be honest."
Manbao came running over in his little shoes and asked, "Mom, where are your medicines?"
"What's wrong?"
"I want to see it."
It was already dark at this time. Manbao insisted on seeing Qian's medicine. No matter how the couple tried to persuade her, it was useless. Seeing that she looked like she was going to roll on the ground if she didn't agree, Qian felt a headache and waved to her husband, asking him to find the medicine package for her to see.
Manbao opened the medicine bag and stared at the medicine inside with wide eyes, but he could not see any Ligustrum lucidum in it.
The system didn't recognize it before, but it had scanned Qian's prescription before and knew that there was an ingredient called Ligustrum lucidum on it. Now it had included Ligustrum lucidum again, and through technical analysis, it quickly guided Manbao to find it.
The bunches of Ligustrum lucidum were plump and round, and purple in color, but the Ligustrum lucidum here were dried. If Koko hadn't insisted that this was Ligustrum lucidum, Manbao would not have been able to recognize it at all.
