Educated Youth in the Countryside: She is the Village's Embroidery Queen!-Chapter 501: Seven White Ointment

"Is it enough?"

If not enough, we can add more.

"It’s enough!"

Ning Jiandong took the money and tickets and stuffed them into his pocket. Fifty bucks, plus these tickets, were almost equal to two months of a worker’s salary. If this isn’t enough, he would be too wasteful.

"I think I won’t be able to use it all."

The family of three made no comment on his words, as if there was no such possibility.

Locals certainly couldn’t use it all, but those coming from Yangcheng would only find it insufficient.

Especially those with lots of relatives and friends, all coming to the island. With so many high-quality, affordable seafood products, it would be embarrassing not to buy some to share with friends and relatives.

So, "You go have a look first."

Speak after checking it out.

"Alright."

So, Ning Jiandong said goodbye to the couple and, led by Wen’s mother, went to the market carrying a satchel.

Wen Shi, who didn’t need to send anyone to the dock, greeted Yi Chichi and headed to the pier.

When she was left alone in the house, Yi Chichi took out the photo Ning Jiandong left and her painting tools, preparing to replicate the photo at five times the size.

As she couldn’t sit or stand for long, she planned to spend a week on the replication.

Once immersed in work, time flew by quickly.

She hadn’t painted much when Wen’s mother returned, drenched in sweat and panting.

Her first thing at home was to drink water, then she glanced at Yi Chichi’s drawing paper, "Isn’t there a photo? Why paint it again?"

"There’s nothing else to do."

Mainly to show her dedication and care towards the family portrait.

The photo was too small; enlarging it five times made the family portrait visually clearer, and it was easier to handle details with fewer mistakes.

"Did Uncle Ning go back? He bought things quite quickly!"

Still focused, she said casually.

Wen’s mother pondered, quickly?

Her daughter-in-law must be drawing too seriously and forgot to check the time.

"He shopped for over two hours, bought a ton of stuff, worn me out, but he’s happily gone."

Yi Chichi paused, what, two hours just flew by?

She picked up the watch beside her and checked the time, oh man, it was already after eleven.

However, "Wen Shi hasn’t brought lunch back yet."

Wen’s mother was calm, "Maybe he got delayed by something."

True, she put down her brush, had some water, "What did Uncle Ning buy?"

"Bought a lot, if he had more money, he’d clear out the market."

At the market, seeing the diverse seafood, island fruits, and ethnic fabrics, Ning Jiandong’s eyes lit up like a mouse in a rice jar.

Every hair on him screamed excitement and eagerness.

"He said fifty bucks would be too much, yet it wasn’t enough there, I added twenty, he took out ten himself, totaling eighty spent."

If buying watches, bikes, and such, this expense isn’t much.

But for seafood and fruit dried goods, this expenditure was enormous.

As a market for seafood and fruit dried goods, prices were low, meaning Ning Jiandong bought in large quantities.

At this moment, Yi Chichi finally understood why Wen’s mother was panting heavily when she returned.

No other reason, it was laborious work helping Ning Jiandong deliver things to the pier.

"Does he have money left?"

Better not be too carefree buying, risking insufficient return fare.

"He has, I asked at the pier, still 30 left with him, enough to get back."

Indeed enough, still some leftover.

Then a soldier came to deliver lunch.

Arrangements by Wen Shi, who had a meeting, worried about Yi Chichi being alone if Wen’s mother wasn’t home, so he scheduled someone to deliver premade meals.

Didn’t expect Wen’s mother to be back.

Fortunately, he planned ahead, had two portions prepared.

The young man, visiting for the first time, filled with restraint, stance ready to bolt after answering.

Seeing this, Wen’s mother shook her head with a smile, thanked him for the lunchbox, then forced some White Rabbit candies onto him.

He tried to refuse, no use, Wen’s mother didn’t take no for an answer.

Ultimately, he left carrying the candies and an apple Yi Chichi gave.

The apples Ning Jiandong brought, not as big as today’s ones, crispy and sweet, instead was more sour, juicy in each bite.

Brought a bag, over ten, Yi Chichi ate one, gave two to the young man, still plenty left.

She glanced at the remaining apples with some concern, "Mom, honestly, won’t you eat?"

"Nope, too sour for me!"

Wen’s mother disliked apples, tasted one earlier when Yi Chichi ate, its sour and little sweet taste still made her drool uncontrollably upon recalling.

"Eat more if you like!"

Yet Yi Chichi also found them sour, thus, when the old man came to inform her that the herbs were ready that afternoon, she took half the apples to the Zhang Family.

He An was playing in the yard, the old man sorting herbs, urged upon seeing Yi Chichi, "Come help."

"I’m coming!"

Wen’s mother volunteered, the old man rolled his eyes, "You can’t do it, let Chichi come, you play with An’an."

Speaking with a tone for dismissing kids.

Wen’s mother felt awkward, couldn’t say more, and with Yi Chichi’s amused glance, she gave a helpless look, then took the apples to play with He An.

Yi Chichi worked with the old man to classify herbs, then started processing with a medicine grinder.

"The quality of the Tienchi is good."

Yi Chichi replied, the quality was more than good, it was excellent.

Unfortunately, decades later, such quality Tienchi would be only found in deep mountains.

"Grandpa, isn’t it boring taking care of kids at home?"

The old man knew her intentions, replied with mock irritation, "You truly don’t care if I’m old and want to exhaust me."

Then shifted his tone, "Come on, what do you want me to make this time after finishing the powder?"

"Seven White Ointment."

The old man paused, "What’s different about your Seven White Ointment compared to others?"

"It’s an enhanced version!"

"Still have the recipe?"

"Got it."

Kept the recipe instead of giving it to Mu Da.

Any Chinese medicine practitioner knows the Seven White Ointment formula, but the proportion of each family’s ointment varies, resulting in different effects.

The origin, age, and balance of herbs can make the same formula produce different results.

The old man gave a sound, turned to look at her face for a while, "You’re already glowing white, need the Seven White Ointment?"

"For Xinxin and my mom."

Before Wen’s mother could speak, sharp-eared He An feeling left out after hearing mom and grandma got some, quickly pleaded, "Auntie, I want some too."

"Kids can’t use that."

Yi Chichi chuckled, "When you’re grown up, it’s not too late to use."

Young children’s skin is at its best; using potent skincare remedies too early is not beneficial.