flee from famine?Dressed to be vicious, the mother-in-law holds hundreds of billions of supplies!

Take a look at the eldest grandson, if it weren't for the fact that he looked like he was about to die now, he would have to drop the stick and beat him several times.

With big eyes like a cow, he only wants to see the beauty.

Almost looked at myself to death.

The village chief sighed, annoyed.

After Yan Qingshu came over, he glanced at Zhao Luwei who was lying on the ground and said, "It's fine, but that bottle of poison has to be disposed of quickly, it's too poisonous."

Continue to carry it on your body, a little touch will aggravate the condition

The village head turned to look at Zhao Luwei: "What about the porcelain bottle?"

Zhao Luwei took out the porcelain bottle.

At this moment, his own life is threatened, even though he loves little nun Sushan and dies at a young age, but in the end he loves himself the most.

Yan Qingshu put the porcelain bottle into the space.

Greeting Jinpan to get some heat-clearing and detoxifying soup for Zhao Luwei to pour down. As for the right medicine, it will take time.

No matter how powerful the doctor is, he can't detect the toxin and solve the problem immediately.

Zhao Luwei can only endure,

Wait for her to call out the antidote.

Yan Qingshu felt that after she time traveled, she, an ordinary one-sided talent, became more and more versatile now.

You can even pretend to be a genius doctor.

Really awesome.

She looked at the village head at the side. The village head's eyes were slightly red. He was getting old. Not only did he have to worry about the affairs of the village, but he also had to worry about the uneasy children. How could a person have so much energy.

"Go and take a rest. Now that you know that this contagious disease is not a disease, but a simple toxin, the antidote will be ready in two days. When the people in our village are in good health, we can sell the antidote to the people down the mountain. Farmers, change some food, it will save you a lot of worry on the way to flee the famine."

After Yan Qingshu said this, the village head finally felt a little more secure.

Indeed!

Many villages at the foot of the mountain are infected with this disease. If it cannot be cured, the crops in the field will be delayed.

You must know that for farmers, the harvest in this field is extremely precious!

If it can be harvested one day earlier...

The pressure on Yan Qingshu was even greater. She is not a professional in space, centrifuges, and she doesn't know how to use them at all. Every time she conducts an experiment, she has to read the instructions from beginning to end.

Fortunately, there is a generator in the space.

After two consecutive days without sleep, the ingredients of the antidote were finally analyzed.

Fortunately, the current toxin is a toxin, not a virus.

If it was replaced by a virus, she really wouldn't be able to get it.

You'd need a professor of virology to do it.

so far so good!

Fortunately, the era she was living in was not that developed.

The current problem can be solved with a little hard work.

only……

The solution is simply no way to teach.

If Jinpan and Yinling wanted to learn such skills, how would she teach them?

There is no way at all.

It's better for such disasters to happen less often.Thinking so, Yan Qingshu called Jinpan Yinling and Dajiang to his side.

Tell me what kind of herbs are needed for the antidote.

The children jumped into action immediately.

The ones who started to invite people to pick herbs had to be processed after they were picked, otherwise the efficacy of the medicine would not meet the standard, so the children were as busy as little bees.

Even Dabao ran out to concoct herbs.

In such a busy life, the villagers gradually recovered after taking medicine.

The biggest problem right now was solved, Yan Qingshu finally lay down on the ground, and fell asleep soundly.

The old man Yan beside him was full of distress.

"Our niece has grown up." She has grown up and has taken on a lot.

This time, he saved the entire village. Let's see who dares to point fingers at her daughter in the future.

This kindness has gone too far.

Old Madam Yan gently shook the cattail fan in her hand to drive away the mosquitoes flying nearby. Looking at the sleeping man, the corners of her mouth felt a little distressed.

What are you doing with such a big skill?

See how tired you are.

I don't know when I will be able to live a peaceful life.

The breeze blows and the mountain flowers bloom.

A monk in the village at the foot of the mountain began to open an altar in the village together.

People in the village who were able to walk walked out of their homes and watched a monk singing and dancing together, with a bit of hope in their eyes, if it was true, they could welcome the gods and drive away the plague gods.

That's a good thing!

Staring at the immortal, kind-hearted person.

With longing and hope in his eyes.

The dancers stopped slowly, sprinkled some clear water, and landed on the spectators: "No birth mother, return home in a vacuum..."

The villagers followed and read some words.

After brainwashing the junior villagers, the monks headed back to the small courtyard together.

"Su Shan hasn't come down for several days? Don't worry about anything." The monk said, with worry in his eyes.

The Taoist smiled indifferently: "I'm afraid, Sushan has always been smart and would not put himself in danger. I'm afraid it's too busy at the moment. After all, they are some ignorant villagers. Seeing a white and tender girl..."

The Taoist shook his head lightly, with a confident arc on the corner of his mouth.

The sparrow standing on the eaves recorded this scene.

When Yan Qingshu on the mountain heard these words, the corner of his mouth twitched. These people started casting spells, casting spells?

Is the spilled potion the antidote?

Let the young and middle-aged people in the village not die of illness.

After all, those who can still walk out of the house at this stage, and those who still have some strength are the backbone of the family, like the elderly and children, who have long been paralyzed and unable to move.

The young and old are kept, and the old and young are screened out. Because of this lifeless old mother, the villagers feel that their children are waiting for them in heaven.

In this way, I am very grateful to the so-called lifeless mother.

Let them charge and charge.

It can be said to be the most valiant and combative team.

In this world, who wouldn't want such a group of teams.

Great!

Lifeless mother?

Yan Qingshu's eyes showed indifference.

"Mother, what happened?" Seeing that Yan Qingshu's expression was not right, Dabao asked.

Yan Qingshu briefly talked about what happened down the mountain.

How should we break the situation?

"Mother, have you thought about one thing?" Dabao said suddenly, and the child's expression was very serious.

With a correct attitude, Yan Qingshu looked at the child?

"There should be more than two people in this group of monks. There may be similar things happening in other villages and other places. We can't save so many people."

After Dabao finished speaking, the child frowned tightly.

This situation is the most difficult to deal with.

Yan Qingshu shrugged: "There is a saying that if you are poor, you will take care of yourself alone, and if you are rich, you will benefit the world. Now we are not capable enough, so let's take care of ourselves first."

"En." Dabao replied, suppressing his guess.

People's livelihood is difficult, that is what the emperor should deal with.

What he needs to do now is to survive.

To be king?

His father was nowhere to be seen.

if……

Dabao restrained his thoughts.

"What should the villagers at the foot of the mountain do? The monks and Taoist priests should take action first."

"It doesn't matter, as long as the young and old are alive and want to farm at home, even if those young and middle-aged people are brainwashed, they won't really throw their heads and blood. As for how to find the medicine, that's something the village head should think about. We don’t understand the customs of the people, but the village chief understands.”

Yan Qingshu said.

Dabao looked taught.