As soon as this matter was mentioned, Mr. An became very excited.
He couldn't stop coughing, and even his face turned red because of difficulty breathing. Seeing her father like this, Miss An dared to continue talking, so she could only cry and pat her chest to help Mr. An.
Lin Mengya looked thoughtful when she saw this.
Mr. An must have some physical problems, and they are already serious.
If this continues, Bao Buqi will one day pass away due to a moment of emotional excitement.
Neither he nor the An family would want to see such a thing.
But they had just met each other, so it would be a bit superficial for her to remind them of this.
However, she still reminded her out of good intentions: "Mr. An must have some old problems in his body over the years. If possible, he can keep some life-saving medicine on hand."
Unexpectedly, after she said this, Miss An could no longer control her emotions.
"To tell you the truth, my father did have some life-saving medicines on him in the past, but since we offended those gangsters half a year ago, the pharmacy no longer wants to sell us these medicines."
"They also said that we had offended people we shouldn't have offended. Now every time my father gets sick, he has to fight through it. My mother and I are afraid, what if one day..."
When Mrs. An mentioned these words, she also looked calm. How could a family like theirs afford to offend those people?
Nowadays, I just rely on the old recipes from the past and quietly ask for some medicinal materials from people I was close to in the past.
Mr. An also knew that if he did not solve these problems, he would probably die soon.
But again, it doesn't matter if he dies, what should I do if I leave my old wife and daughter behind?
He can die, but at least he has to put the person down so that he can rest assured and close his eyes!
Lin Mengya was a little surprised. She didn't expect that the pharmacy here was actually colluding with those gangsters, but she immediately thought that the pharmacy here should also be controlled by medical ethics.
Just like those doctors, as long as someone offends the person behind them, they will refuse to help.
Lin Mengya is determined to change this situation. In her opinion, whether in the past or in modern times, studying medicine is not only to make money, but also to save the world and save people. This is the duty of doctors.
Even a great poison master like her teacher would not just stand by and watch. I didn't expect that the medical skills here would be so heart-rending.
She had wanted Wenjing to get in touch with colleagues here, but now she has changed her mind. With Wenjing's character, she would definitely not understand the way these people behave.
Even after successfully entering, even if she is not chased and intercepted by these people, she will definitely be marginalized. Especially for this, she might as well find another way.
Anyway, she and Wen Jing both have the ability to help them, but what they lack most is a good doctor with ability and moral character.
However, the opponent's momentum is huge, and they still need to avoid its edge now, but they do need someone to open this gap in order to usher in the light.
She knew that this matter was not easy, but someone definitely needed to do it.
Both she and Wen Jing are willing to become such founders.
Thinking of this, Lin Mengya turned her attention to Mr. An, and she found that something was wrong with his expression. It must be more than just the disease.
But she couldn't tell whether the other party was poisoned at all, which meant that the other party probably wasn't poisoned.
What would that be?
Thinking of this, she turned her attention to the spices.
If there is anything that Mr. An comes into contact with the most, it must be these spices.
If something went wrong with these spices, Mr. An's body would be destroyed without anyone noticing.
She didn't think that such a despicable method would not be used on people like Mr. An. You must know that there is no reason to harm people, and if you want to harm someone, you can use any means to do it.
Lin Mengya's eyes wandered around all the spice bags inside and outside the house, and then focused on one of the bags.
It was a small bag placed in the far corner of the room. It didn't have any markings on its appearance, and there was no discernible difference.
But there are some problems with that spice. It is adulterated with impurities that should not appear in this spice.
Seeing Lin Mengya's gaze shift there, Miss An, who was immersed in sadness, finally managed to sort out her emotions.
Aunt Rong had also comforted them just now, probably because they were similar in age, and the relationship between Aunt Rong and Mrs. An was also much closer.
The two of them got together and talked about the shortcomings of some parents, and they actually felt the same way.
Miss An saw that Lin Mengya's eyes were always on the small bag, so she walked over and dragged the small bag over.
"If Miss Huo likes it, these spices will be given to you."
Lin Mengya was a little surprised because she recognized the spice in this bag as "Jingshan Incense".
This fragrance is extremely rare, and its preciousness is not much cheaper than musk or ambergris.
However, because this small bag of noodles has more impurities and is of average quality, the price is greatly reduced. But for a family like theirs, it is already a very expensive gift. Of course, Lin Mengya cannot accept it. He just asked: "I've only seen such a portrait in books, but I didn't expect to be lucky enough to see it today. No.
But, the spices in this little bag are also very expensive, why don’t you give it to me, girl?”
Since the An family wants to return to their hometown, they will definitely need to make money, and they will definitely need capital to make a living after returning to their hometown.
After all, they are craftsmen who make incense, and these skills will never be lost, and they can also support their families by relying on this craft.
So she felt that this bag of incense, no matter how low-quality it was, could be exchanged for dozens of taels of silver. If she sold this thing, even if it was sold at a low price, it would still be a capital gain!
Unexpectedly, Miss An's eye circles turned red again. But she can be considered a strong girl. She twitched her nose and did not shed tears. Instead, she steeled herself and replied: "I got these fragrances by accident."
, if you take action, you are likely to be targeted by others.
"
"Accident?" Lin Mengya was a little curious, how could such a good spice have an accident?
When she asked again, the girl just said that one day she accompanied her mother to the mountains to burn incense and accidentally got this small bag of incense.
However, because their spice shop is too small and they usually only make some products for ordinary people, there is no market for such good spices.
Moreover, such good spices also need better fragrance to match them, and their family currently does not have such conditions.
She and her father both made incense and loved it. They couldn't bear to waste such a good thing, so they kept it at home.
"My family is very poor now, and I have nothing to repay you with. If you three don't mind it, it would be good to take the spices back and smoke the house. It's better than following our family of three."
Mr. An also said the same thing. But Lin Mengya could see the reluctance in the other person's eyes, and she was not a person who liked to win people's love, so she just reminded in a low voice: "We don't want this fragrance, you can keep it as a
The cost is just this fragrant noodles
It is mixed with a lot of impurities. Before you use this incense in the future, you can sew charcoal chips and cotton cloth into a mask to cover your mouth and nose, otherwise it is likely to cause coughing after a long time."
It was difficult for Lin Mengya to explain to them what pneumoconiosis was.
But in fact, Mr. An’s case is not pneumoconiosis, but it is not good to inhale these impurities too much.
It is possible that his old problem is related to this bag of incense, especially if it is placed on the roof of the house. Although it can provide shelter from wind and rain, these same impurities will erode the normal life of his family day after day, year after year.
Heart and lungs.
Mr. An also didn't expect that Miss Huo, whom he met by chance, would actually understand this.
His instinct told him that it was best to listen to Miss Huo, otherwise he would probably regret it.
In this case, it would be difficult to send out the bag of spices, so he quickly asked his daughter to send the bag of spices to the small warehouse.
He didn't know if it was his imagination, but after the bag of spices disappeared from his eyes, he felt that his breathing became much smoother, and he no longer had the rough feeling when he exhaled and inhaled.
It seems that he really coveted the value of this spice, which is why he suffered this fate.
Although the An family warmly invited them to stay, Lin Mengya didn't want to stay any longer after seeing the family's condition.
But before leaving, she accepted Mr. An's invitation and visited their spice shop.
Mr. An looked everywhere and was very touched.
"Our family has been running this spice shop for several generations. When I took it over from my father, I thought that one day we could carry forward Anjia's fragrance recipe, but I didn't expect it to be a foolish dream."
His spice shop can be seen to be very thoughtful, and the decorations everywhere are also very exquisite.
Well! Spices actually represent an extremely elegant attitude towards life.
Although Anjia makes the simplest and lowest-grade spices, the incense they make with genuine products is also very effective.
The most important thing is that the smell of their home is very fresh and elegant. Lin Mengya smelled a faint fragrance of pear blossoms as soon as she entered.
To be honest, when they were at President Xia's restaurant just now, they felt that their noses were almost spoiled by all kinds of spices.
But this quiet pear blossom fragrance redeemed their noses, especially those like Lin Mengya who had a particularly keen sense of smell.
That extremely rich spice is simply olfactory hell.
She took a deep breath, always feeling relaxed and happy, and even the complicated emotions in her heart were calmed down one by one. "It smells so good!" she exclaimed.
