"Three hundred folks per pound of mountain eggs?"

The villagers exclaimed.

"Xu Laoer's family feeds pigs. Last autumn, it seemed that they had saved a lot of mountain eggs. Is their family going to send them?"

"Three hundred people per pound, how much does that pile cost?"

The villagers were shocked, stunned, and sensational.

If Cheng Ling was like the previous doctor and just tried to explain that the yam was not poisonous, the villagers would definitely be as uncomprehensible and unable to agree with it as before.

Sometimes it is difficult for stubborn villagers to explain, and they can only accept what they know.

But when Cheng Ling said that yam eggs could be sold for money, the effect would be different. After the villagers talked about it, they immediately rushed towards Cheng Ling.

Whether Cheng Ling "can fly" or "spell", it cannot stop their yearning for "selling yam eggs for money".

At this time, an old man who seemed particularly prestigious walked out of the crowd. He raised his arm with a wooden stick in front of everyone, and shouted loudly: "Everyone is quiet, stop arguing, don't make arguing! If you make such a quarrel, how can you answer?"

The villagers gradually calmed down, but their longing eyes were still fixed on Cheng Ling.

Cheng Ling explained to everyone: "The prepared yam section can be sold for 300 min per kilogram, not yam eggs. Mountain eggs are not worth so much money."

The villagers booed in disappointment: "Ah?"

The leading old man was Li Zheng from Xiaoshu Village, and asked quickly: "What is the difference between this yam segment and yam eggs and mountain eggs?"

Cheng Ling looked at him with admiration, but asked without answering, "My fellow villagers, have you ever dug up the rhizomes of this thing when you picked yam eggs on the mountain?"

Xiaoshu Village is taking the lead in answering: "Digging the roots of a tree? I haven't dug it, what are you doing for digging this thing?"

However, a villager suddenly scratched his head and said, "I seem to have dug it, it's long and deep, and it breaks halfway. When I touched it, I felt itchy! The place where my hand was touched was very itchy and could not be scratched, and it became even more itchy when I scratched it! After scratching, there was still a red envelope, just like a mountain egg."

Someone said, "Xu Er, you not only pick the mountain eggs, but also dig that thing? You are so brave."

It turns out that the villager who dug yam himself was Xu Er, and he is also the second uncle of the bad boy.

The yam eggs that the baby had stolen before were taken from his house. He also raised two pigs. In Xiaoshu Village, he was a first-class man with a flexible mind, hardworking and capable man.

Cheng Ling said, "This thing buried underground, extremely long and deep, and is easily dug by accident is yam. Yam is a precious medicinal material. Its main body is its rhizome, not the fruits on the ground that look like small balls."

In fact, yam eggs are not the fruit of yam either.

Next, Cheng Ling explained in detail the difference between yam and yam eggs.

Finally, Cheng Ling also interacted with the villagers and asked everyone: "Dear villagers, do you know why yam eggs are also called Lingyuzi?"

The coward is a very qualified little supporting actor. He stood beside Cheng Ling, raised his head, and immediately asked seriously: "Brother God, why is the yam egg called Ling Yuzi?"

Cheng Ling smiled and said, "That's because the yam under the ground is the main one. On the ground, the yam eggs in the middle of the leaf armpits are those that are unwilling to be lonely and grow more secretly. They are redundant, so they are called Lingyuzi."

The tone was so friendly that the cowardly baby touched his head and laughed.

The villagers couldn't help but laugh.

A villager said to Xu Er: "Ermaozi, you lost money. After catching a small fish and enlarged the fish, our Cheng Langjun said that the mountain egg is a surplus, which is unnecessary and not valuable. The valuable one is the root below. That is the real yam. If you don't dig a single one, you won't make a fortune."

Another villager said, "You are laughing at Xu Er, you are even more a little bit of hair. Xu Er has picked a mountain egg!"

Xu Er grasped the key point and immediately asked Cheng Ling: "Little Langjun, you said before that mountain eggs can nourish the spleen, what kind of spleen and lungs are effective, and yam is also used for this. They are the same, aren't they?"

Immediately afterwards, he said his dissatisfaction in one breath: "Then, why is yam valuable, and yam eggs valuable?

Cheng Ling looked at him and praised: "Yes, this question is good!"

Then she talked in detail about the difference between preparing Chinese medicinal materials and not preparing them, such as giving villagers a big lesson on popularizing knowledge. Cheng Ling said: "The same medicinal materials, raw medicines that are not prepared and prepared, may be a tenfold difference between prepared and prepared cooked medicines."

Ten times!

This is not Cheng Ling's slander, but the fact is indeed the case. Of course, not all medicinal materials can have such price difference, but this is not the focus at the moment, so Cheng Ling won't go into details.

The villagers were sensational, and some of the villagers agreed and said, "Yes, that's right, this is a craft money!"

Li Zheng Sun Fang also nodded and said, "Or why do you want to learn a craft if you are sharpening your head? Some crafts are valuable. Especially the craftsmanship of this medicinal material, how can there be inexpensive medicinal materials?"

After all the words, the villagers were envious.

Xu Er grabbed the key point again and said hurriedly: "You little brother, you said that the prepared yam section can be sold for 300 citrus per kilogram in Yongzhou City. Then, the difference between these unprepared yams is ten times, and the difference is ten times, and there is always a price. Is it... how much?"

Three hundred texts, ten times the difference, he couldn't figure it out, and he was so anxious that he scratched his head, and his tall figure almost hunched over.

Just when Xu Er was so anxious, a timid voice said at this moment: "Yes, is it thirty-five?"

"Thirty-month?" Xu Er looked at the child who was making a sound in surprise, "You, baby, how do you know? How do you calculate it? Are you doing it right?"

The coward stood beside Cheng Ling, shyly hiding her thin body behind her, looking at the doctor who had been standing by the crowd for a long time and said softly: "It was Grandpa Fang who taught me, I don't know if I'm right."

Cheng Ling simply gave the answer and said, "That's right, you're right."

The villagers were immediately in a sensation.

It’s not that the villagers are too prone to sensation. Xiaoshu Village is really remote, so where can the poor people have the opportunity to receive education? Even if it’s the simplest calculation, there are many people in the village who can’t do it.

Even those who can calculate numbers within one hundred can be considered outstanding figures.

The housekeeper was previously treated as a quack doctor by the villagers. Now that everyone knows that he has taught such precious and complex arithmetics to the cowards, everyone's eyes immediately looked at him differently.

Sun Lizheng hurriedly bowed to the doctor in the house and said, "Doctor in the house is forgiven for his crimes. It is because the common people were ignorant before, and they blamed you for your mistake."

The doctor in the room showed relief and quickly said, "It was because I was negligent before and did not take care of the child, which caused him to accidentally eat the raw yam eggs. It is reasonable for everyone to blame him. I would like to thank Mr. Cheng for helping him in time."

Both parties apologized and thanked, and the atmosphere was harmonious for a while, and even the scenery in the mountains seemed to be more simple and beautiful.

Only Xu Er, as always, grasped the key points and never deviated from the topic.

He said enthusiastically: "Mr. Cheng Langjun, can the raw yam be sold for thirty cents per pound without making it?"

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