Chapter 15: Wormwood pile

Chapter 15 Wormwood Pile

After quickly finishing the matter, Xiao Yijing also heaved a sigh of relief.

Especially everyone has returned the house, that is a relief!

Although these elderly people will still live here, their status has changed from owners to tenants, and they only need to be responsible for their own one-third of an acre of land.

Xiao Yijing doesn't have to take care of too many chores, let alone shoulder the burden of rebuilding the house—this is a win-win situation!

At the end of the day, even though Xiao Yijing's physical strength is unusual, she is still a little tired.

Even though her cultivation base is not low, she is still used to sleeping to relieve her fatigue.

After sending everyone else away, it was still dark, and she didn't eat, so she just closed the door, threw herself on the bed, and fell asleep in seconds!

Xiao Yijing's mentality has changed, and the mood of other people is also a little subtle.

It used to be my own home, but now it has become a tenant. This feeling is a bit strange.

Still, the rest of the family was happy to watch, and they didn't think much of it.

Anyway, there will be no change in the future life. They live here if they want to live here, and go back if they want to go back to live with their children.

The members of the Chen family didn't leave so quickly, but stayed to accompany the old couple for dinner.

Because there is a way to get the best of both worlds, the whole family is also happy and harmonious.

"Mom, is there any pile of wormwood?" Chen Yuanxin asked.

"There is still a little more." The old lady was puzzled, "Didn't I give you a lot before? Are you used up?"

"I gave some to my mother-in-law and sister-in-law, everyone thinks it's useful!"

When they went back the day before yesterday, the old lady brought them a lot of things, and also gave them some piles of wormwood, saying that they could be used to repel mosquitoes.

After taking it back, Chen Yuanxin lit it up and started to use it.

At first, I just had the mentality of trying it out, but unexpectedly, it really works!

The smell of this wormwood is very light, not at all as pungent as ordinary mosquito coils.

They all live in high floors, but even if they are high floors and the air conditioner is turned on, there will still be mosquitos in the room!

—these mosquitos will take the elevator up!

The worst thing is that both she and her son have the physique of attracting mosquitoes! As long as they are there, mosquitoes will besiege them specifically.

They also bought mosquito coils and electric mosquito liquid, but none of them worked.

Besides, it is not good to light mosquito coils in the room with the windows closed.

So, they generally use all kinds of toilet water and mosquito repellent.

But what works for other people doesn't work for them.

Then, Chen Yuanxin used the moxa pile given by his mother, but the effect was particularly obvious!

"Besides, after using the moxa pile, everyone slept well!" Chen Yuanxin said.

The sleep quality of their family is quite ordinary, but after using the wormwood pile the night before, they slept very well!

They were also worried that it was an illusion, so they used it again last night.

Then they nailed it, it really works!

"Not only our family thinks it's good, but my mother-in-law thinks it's easy to use too!"

They all live in the same community, so they will send everything there.

"I'll just say it's easy to use!" Grandma Liu was also very happy, "After we used these piles of wormwood, the mosquitoes were gone! What's more, we also used wormwood to soak our feet, and our body felt very comfortable!"

Speaking of this, the old lady started to look for wormwood, "By the way, take some grass stalks back to your mother-in-law, let her soak her feet, it's very comfortable!"

"Okay." Chen Yuanxin nodded.

The old lady not only gave the wormwood to her daughter, but also to her daughter-in-law, "Did you give it to your mother before?"

Lin Xuan nodded, "Yes, they say it's very useful."

The old lady didn't care whether what she said was true or not, anyway, she divided the wormwood at home into two bags and handed it over, "Take it back and use it."

"Okay, thank you Mom."

But she didn't expect that after breakfast the next day, she received a call from her daughter.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Daughter's voice came from the other end, "Mom, do you still have wormwood?"

"Didn't I give it to you yesterday? It was used up again? Did you take it to eat?"

"Of course not!" Chen Yuanxin quickly denied, "Someone wanted it!"

It turned out that after returning home, Chen Yuanxin sent some to her mother-in-law and the others.

It happened that the neighbor came over and saw these wormwood piles. They are also knowledgeable, and they are immediately delighted to see Lie Xin.

Then, the old lady gave them some.

After going back, everyone used it directly.

After that, their reaction was the same as that of Chen Yuanxin and the others.

The neighbors knew that these moxa piles came from Chen Yuanxin, so they came to the door.

Chen Yuanxin didn't show up either, because of these things, he would get the favor of his neighbors.

The community they live in is a high-end community, and all the people living in it are rich people. The neighborhood next door is a resettlement house, and all of them are landlords with thousands of assets.

Huo Fangling is in the tobacco and alcohol business, and he also wants to get along well with his neighbors—all of them are contacts!

No, Chen Yuanxin called her mother.

After receiving the call, Grandma Liu was also a little embarrassed, "Xiao Jing gave this to us. She gave us a lot before, so she must not have much on hand."

"Mom, tell Ms. Xiao that we are willing to buy it at the market price." The other end changed to Huo Fangling.

"This is impossible." The old lady refused first, "The wormwood on the market is not as good as Xiaojing's!"

Huo Fangling was silent. Although the old lady turned her elbows outward, she was right, these piles of wormwood are much more useful than those sold outside.

The owners of their community are well-informed and can tell the good from the bad.

Wormwood is called "diamond in the grass" and has many benefits for the body. Especially moxibustion, which has been passed down for many years!

Not only hospitals and clinics, but also beauty salons will use it.

Wormwood is indeed something that can be seen everywhere, but there are more fakes on the market! It is not easy to find a good Chen Ai!

No one can determine whether the year of wormwood is true or not. After all, as long as yellow powder is added, one year will change to five years.

Some merchants mark that their home is seven-year-old Ai, but in fact it may be five years, and three-year Ai may be one-year...the quality varies.

Because of this, the price of wormwood on the market varies.

Some a catty of moxa only costs 20 yuan, while others cost thousands of yuan per catty of old moxa!

Even so, there is still no guarantee that wormwood is good!

They didn’t come across any good ones before, but when they did encounter a good one, they could tell the difference!

If the neighbors didn't really think the wormwood pile was useful, they wouldn't come to the door.

So, the price really cannot be lowered.

"Then I'll go over, I'll talk to her in person." Huo Fangling offered.

"Okay, then you come here." Of course the old lady has no objection.

Before noon, Huo Fangling arrived.

Xiao Yijing received a call from the old lady before, saying that she would come to the house with her son-in-law.

When they came over, she was lying on the couch playing games.

It's not a complicated game either—it's just Match 3.

However, this is the wooden sofa left before, it is not very comfortable to lie on, Xiao Yijing is still thinking in her heart, she has to buy a new sofa!

In this case, it is comfortable to lie down!

Seeing them arriving, Xiao Yijing also changed into normal home clothes.

Huo Fangling was also straightforward, directly getting into the topic, and gave a good price.

"I want to buy the wormwood you have processed at a price of five hundred a catty!"

(end of this chapter)

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