I was very anxious when I saw my uncle talking calmly and nonchalantly. I was about to ask him if he had any licorice left, even if it was licorice residue. It was better than nothing.

!Although it seems that there is no hope anymore. But I still want to ask. If I ask if it is true, I will be willing to do so.

I saw the uncle slowly opening the drawer of his medicine box. He grabbed a small handful of something unknown as medicine. He slowly wrapped it up with the small white paper on the table, the kind of paper used to wrap medicine.

.Then he handed it to me. "Are you here for this?"

I looked at my uncle in confusion: "Is this licorice?"

The uncle nodded. "I don't know if this thing that is spreading a lot now is true or false. Everyone has robbed all the licorice I have here. I still have some left. It is also for the people at home. Share this little bit.

It should be enough to take it back and boil it in water for you."

I excitedly took the medicine bag and couldn't help but ask: "Uncle, can this really kill people?"

Uncle: "In ancient times, many people might die when a 'plague' appeared. Today's medicine is relatively advanced, so there shouldn't be any big problems. However, there are still many things that we don't know about and don't understand yet. Be prepared.

Well, now that everyone believes it, let’s just take precautions.”

When I heard my uncle say this, not only did I not feel relaxed, but I became even more frightened.

Me: "How much money does uncle have?"

Uncle: "How much does it cost? Licorice is a very common medicinal material and it's not expensive. You can just boil a little bit of it into water and drink it."

Thank you, uncle. I'll go back and look for "mung beans" quickly.

Crazy. Crazy...

All I saw on the road were people frantically looking for the "antidote." I actually saw an old man looking for something in a dung pile on the side of the road. If I looked closely, it looked a bit like a dried melon vine. I couldn't help it.

He asked: "Old man, what are you looking for?"

Old man: "I heard that many people are going to die soon. The only solution is to find pumpkins, mung beans, and licorice boiled in water and eat them. I don't have pumpkins anymore. I thought there was a pumpkin vine before here. I can't find pumpkins. I need to find some pumpkin vines."

Eating water boiled with rattan should still have some effect, right?"

I don’t know whether the last words he said were to me or to himself. But when he saw such an old man, he was actually afraid of death. He felt that this man seemed to have not lived enough. This life is really precious.

Great! I ran home quickly because at that moment, I suddenly became very worried about my two younger brothers.

As soon as I ran to the door of my house, I saw Aunt Wenying running. I quickly asked her: "Auntie, what are you running for?"

She did not stop, but shouted as she ran: "I heard that Wen Yuhong's family has mung beans, hurry up and buy them."

I quickly ran over and followed suit. Fortunately, there were only about a dozen or twenty people surrounding me. I quickly squeezed in.

Wen Yuhong commanded everyone arrogantly: "Don't crowd, don't crowd. Come next to each other."

Aunt Wenying asked: "How do you sell your mung beans?"

Wen Yuhong: "Five yuan and one tael."

Aunt Wenying: "Why don't you go and rob someone?"

Wen Yuhong: "Gold is valuable and medicine is priceless, do you understand? Whether you want to buy it or not, forget it. There are so many people buying it that you won't be able to buy it even if you want to."

Others: "Don't worry about her anymore, sell it to us quickly."

Wen Yuhong: "Everyone, please prepare the money in your hands first. We have agreed that it will cost five yuan for one tael. If you buy two taels, it will cost ten yuan."

The people behind saw a bunch of people gathered here and gathered around them. Then they knew there were mung beans here. Immediately, there were three floors inside and three floors outside, and the crowd became more and more crowded.

Wen Yuhong pretended to use a scale to weigh it at first. In fact, no one really saw clearly whether he had weighed it enough. Anyway, the people who bought the mung beans directly put them into their pockets or trouser pockets, and then covered them with one hand.

Kabuto ran away with one hand waving. It was awkward and funny at the same time. I really wanted to laugh when I saw it. However, in such a strange situation, I couldn't laugh.

Slowly, the crowd commented that it was too slow. Wen Yuhong also felt that the sales were too slow.

Let's just use "hand" as the criterion. If he grabs a handful of mung beans and gives it to you, it will cost you five yuan. If you have a lot of people, buy two "hands" and give him ten yuan.

I also bought a "handful" for five yuan.

Looking back, Aunt Wenying had long disappeared.

Hurry home. Oh! Why is the door open? When I went out, the door was locked. Could it have been stolen by a thief? However, it was obviously broad daylight, so you were too brave, right?

I ran in quickly and saw that my two brothers were back from school.

Something is wrong. It's clearly not time for school yet. Why are they back here? Moreover, the two little guys are not as happy as they usually are after school. They look completely downcast.

Me: "Why did you come back from school early?"

Brother Jun started crying: "Brother, we are going to die."

Me: "Bullshit. How could you die if you are so good?"

Brother Jun: "I'm going to die. All the teachers and students in the school have fled. Everyone is looking for the 'antidote'."

Xiaojie: "Brother, are people really going to die? Our school is the same. Everyone stopped studying and ran back."

Me: “I don’t know if it’s true or false.”

Xiaojie: "We have nothing at home. Oh, what can we do? Are we really going to die?"

Brother Jun: "I saw a lot of people fighting on the road."

Me: "Why are they fighting?"

Brother Jun: "It seems to be robbing pumpkins."

Xiaojie: "I still want to grab it. But they are all adults, and they are afraid that they will be beaten to death before they can grab it."

Brother Jun: "Second brother, you still saw the fight?"

Xiaojie: "Yes. I picked up a stone and hit him, and my head was bleeding."

Me: "Don't be afraid to death. Isn't it just pumpkin, mung bean, and licorice soup?"

Brother Xiaojiejun also said: "Brother, do we have one at home?"

I nodded and took out the licorice packets and mung beans from my trouser pockets on both sides.

The two younger brothers jumped for joy when they saw something. They hugged each other, shouting and jumping.

Xiaojie: “It seems like it’s still not enough.”

Brother Jun: "Yes, I still need pumpkin."

Suddenly, the two of them slumped down like deflated rubber balls.

Me: "You guys open the cupboard and take a look."

Brother Jun quickly ran over and opened the cupboard door: "Brother, is there nothing?"

I was shocked, could there really be a thief?

I quickly ran over to take a look. Oh, it was a false alarm. Brother Jun did not open the closed bowl. I quickly took the bowl out and opened it to take a look. The piece of pumpkin Xiao Linyin gave me was still lying there.

in a bowl.

Xiaojie: "Great. Brother, I'm going to wash the casserole and cook it."

Me: "Okay."

This Xiaojie really regards this as "medicine".

I saw Xiaojie carrying the casserole out of the east room.

This casserole has not been used for a long time. The outside of the casserole has been covered with a thick layer of dust.

Xiaojie carried the casserole to the courtyard dam to wash it. Brother Jun also followed behind, passing the handkerchief and scooping out water.

After cleaning the casserole, I don't know how to cook this "pumpkin, mung bean and licorice soup". I don't know whether to cook it at the same time or in what order. I don't know whether to just add water and cook it, or whether it needs to be cooked.

After frying it for a while, how to do it? I don’t know how much water should be added...

I want to ask others how to cook it, but I'm afraid that they haven't found everything yet. That would be too embarrassing. Not only will it make people feel uncomfortable, but it will also cause unnecessary trouble.

Xiaojie saw that I was in a daze and asked quickly: "Brother, the pot has been cleaned. How should I cook it?"

I'm really conflicted inside. It's not easy to ask outside, and I don't know how to do it. The key is that I'm still worried that if the method is not correct and everything is found, it will have no effect. If something "accidental" happens, I will

But what should I do?

There is really no other way but to bite the bullet and bear it.

Me: "You go to the well and bring back some well water. Add more water to the outside and boil it. It's like boiling Chinese medicine. It takes a longer time to boil a large pot of water until there are two or three bowls left. What's left is

The water and soup you drink should be medicinal soup."

Just do it. My brothers went to fetch water. Considering that the cooking time might be very long, I changed two briquettes in advance. When the water came back, I mixed most of the casserole well water into the casserole, and then boiled it.

Put all the pumpkin, mung beans, and licorice into the casserole.

It’s just that the pumpkin is too big, so I took it out and cut it into small pieces and put it in. The mung beans were full and sank, but they floated on the water. The licorice was too light and they completely floated on the water.

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Worried that the "medicine effect" would not come out, I took a chopstick and kept stirring the water.

After stirring for a while, my hands became sore. Everyone took turns stirring. The fire soon brought the water to a boil. When the fire was too strong, I had to wash out the mung beans and licorice. I quickly turned off the fire and simmered it over low heat.

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Boil and boil, boil and boil. It boiled until dark, and finally there was only a big bowl of soup left. I quickly took the casserole down and placed it on the floor of the main room to let it cool down slowly.

I felt that the temperature had almost dropped, so I quickly poured it into a big bowl. Brother Jun brought three bowls, and I divided them evenly into three bowls with a spoon. The three of us picked it up and drank.

No one said what it smelled like. In fact, it tasted terrible. It also tasted like paste.

After eating the soup, we went to bed. We didn't eat any food, and we didn't seem to feel hungry.

When I woke up the next day, everyone was fine.

It seemed that after a night, it was as if this incident had never happened. No one mentioned it anymore and continued to do what they were supposed to do.
Chapter completed!