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Chapter 175: A Thousand Gold's Worth, Missing Out is Your Loss
Chapter 175: A Thousand Gold's Worth, Missing Out is Your Loss
In the afternoon, Deng Shirong prepared three large basins of rare congee.
The basins were even larger than washing basins, and these three basins of congee were enough to feed over twenty people.
The preparation of rare congee was relatively simple. First, clean the ingredients thoroughly, then boil them in hot water. Next, remove the meat, which is about the size of peanuts, and saute it with oil to bring out its aroma. Add ginger and wine to enhance the flavor and reduce the fishy taste, then add water and bring it to a boil. Finally, add the washed rice.
If you want a thicker congee, the water-to-rice ratio must be just right, and you need to stir occasionally while cooking.
If you prefer a thinner congee, use more water and less rice, cook the rice until it’s just done, and then sprinkle some green onions on top to complete the dish.
Deng Shirong made a thin congee, as most people in Shuangwang Village preferred it that way, rather than a thicker consistency.
Previously, over ten of the village kids had helped gather the rare ingredients. Now, all of them were called over by the Deng brothers, and they were thoroughly enjoying the delicious congee.
With such good food, Zhang Xiuping naturally didn’t forget to invite her friend, Ou Guohua, to join them.
"This congee is so fresh and sweet, it’s the best rare congee I’ve ever had. Compared to Old Jiu’s cooking, the rare congee we used to make was a complete waste of ingredients," Ou Guohua said, savoring every bite.
Hearing this, Zhang Xiuping couldn’t help but recall the times when the three of them used to gather rare ingredients from the river. Their cooking skills were mediocre, and they didn’t dare use the lard at home, so their congee never tasted very good.
"The taste is indeed unmatched, but even if it wasn’t good, we never wasted any, and we always finished it all."
"Right, we always finished it all. I remember my sister ate the most back then."
"Yes, I remember she ate three large bowls."
The two of them reminisced about their past while enjoying the congee.
Zhang Xiuping said, "If you calculate the time, your sister will be getting married soon!"
Ou Guohua nodded with a smile, "I’ve been counting the days. It’s less than a month away, and then we’ll be able to gather every day again!"
Zhang Xiuping smiled, thinking of what her father-in-law had told her earlier, and she shared the news with her friend, "Your brother A Yuan has already learned the large jar technique. My father-in-law said that once Brother Tai finishes this batch of pottery, he’ll step down from the kiln factory, and A Yuan will officially take over as the master jar maker. Better days are coming for you!"
Ou Guohua was overjoyed but still asked with concern, "Sister Ping, why is your husband stepping down from the kiln factory? Is he not going to make large jars anymore?"
Zhang Xiuping smiled, "He won’t be making large jars anymore. My father-in-law has arranged other tasks for him, but that’s for next year. He’s stepping down early to make room for your brother A Yuan and to spend more time with me."
Ou Guohua felt relieved and joked, "It looks like my hard times are finally over!"
Zhang Xiuping shot her a look, "You can say that to me, but don’t go spreading it around."
Ou Guohua laughed, "I know, I have my limits."
The two of them chatted and ate, and before long, their bowls were empty.
Zhang Xiuping said, "I’m full. If you can still eat, have another bowl."
Ou Guohua nodded, "Sure, this congee is so good, I need to have another bowl."
...
"Ahchoo!"
That evening, after the family had finished their baths and were chatting under the longan tree by the door, Deng Yunheng couldn’t resist sneezing.
The first sneeze didn’t catch Deng Shirong’s attention, as it was a common occurrence.
But when Deng Yunheng sneezed again shortly after, Deng Shirong touched his forehead and asked, "Xiao Heng, did you catch a chill while swimming in the river today? Do you feel unwell anywhere?"
Deng Yunheng replied, "My head feels a bit heavy."
Deng Shirong said, "You probably caught a chill. I’ll make you some red sugar ginger water. Xiao Song and Xiao Hua, you should drink a large bowl too."
"Father, I’ll wash the ginger."
Deng Yunzhen then turned to instruct, "A Zhu, start the fire."
The three of them got to work, and within half an hour, they had prepared several bowls of red sugar ginger water.
After the three children drank a large bowl each, Deng Shirong instructed his third son, "Xiao Song, go to Doctor Jing (the village’s barefoot doctor) and buy a thermometer and some fever medicine."
Deng Yunsong responded, took the money from his father, and set off with a flashlight toward the village clinic.
Seeing this, Deng Yunheng asked with concern, "Father, if I have a cold, will I need an injection?"
At the mention of injections, Deng Yunhua couldn’t help but shiver.
It was strange, as he was the most mischievous of the brothers and had been disciplined by his father many times, but he was never afraid of his father’s punishments. The only thing he truly feared was getting an injection.
It wasn’t just them; everyone present had experienced the discomfort of injections, and no one was immune to the fear.
In the modern world, if medicine didn’t work, people usually received intravenous drips, and injections were rarely used except for high fevers, so they didn’t understand the feeling. Intravenous drips and injections were completely different.
Deng Shirong knew his children were afraid of injections and reassured them, "You won’t need an injection. Drink more water, and you might be fine by tomorrow. If you really have a cold, I’ll go to the herbal shop in Shuangwang and get you some traditional medicine. A few doses should do the trick."
At the mention of traditional medicine, Deng Yunheng couldn’t help but feel a headache. The stuff was so bitter it made his scalp tingle and was incredibly hard to swallow. He said, "Father, can we skip the traditional medicine? If I have a cold, can’t the doctor just give me some tablets?"
Deng Shirong smiled, "Don’t worry. It’s not the extremely bitter traditional medicine you used to drink. I have a good remedy for colds that isn’t very bitter, and it’s like drinking a cool herbal tea."
Deng Yunheng finally felt relieved. They often drank cooling tea, and if the herbal medicine for the cold tasted the same, it would be a blessing.
Soon, Deng Yunsong returned with a thermometer and fever-reducing medication.
Deng Shirong took the items and said, "Xiao Heng, come sleep with me tonight. I don’t want you to be alone and not realize if you get a fever in the middle of the night."
Deng Yunheng agreed. To help himself get through the night, he picked up the remaining bowl of red sugar ginger water and gulped it down in one go.
Drinking two large bowls of red sugar ginger water in a short time made his stomach feel quite full.
...
The next day.
After breakfast, Deng Shirong rode his bicycle to the herbal medicine store in Shuangwang to buy more medicine.
Although his younger son had drunk two large bowls of red sugar ginger water last night, it might have been more effective if he had taken it earlier. By the time cold symptoms appeared, it didn’t have the desired effect, and the boy inevitably developed a fever in the middle of the night.
At the herbal medicine store in Shuangwang, Deng Shirong bought thirty doses of herbal medicine. His system space was large, and this cold remedy would be useful in the future, so it was good to have a stockpile.
Back home, Deng Shirong took out a small clay pot, added one dose of the herbs, and let them soak for a few minutes before starting the fire to boil them.
Once the herbs were boiling, he let them simmer for about ten more minutes.
This cold remedy was a simple but effective formula Deng Shirong had learned from a friend in the future. It contained only three ingredients: silkworm droppings, bamboo shoots (a type of bamboo extract), and dried tangerine peel, each in a quantity of 30 grams. Even at future prices, one dose of this herbal medicine cost only a few yuan, making it incredibly affordable.
However, its effectiveness was truly remarkable, as the author can attest.
[Here, the author strongly recommends this invaluable remedy to all readers. Write down this formula; it could save you a lot of money when you need it. So, even if I add a few more words and charge you an extra cent or two, I hope you won’t mind.
These words could have been spoken by Deng Shirong, but to add credibility, the author will share his personal experience.
The author received this formula in 2018. Before that, his two daughters were frequent visitors to the hospital, often requiring blood tests and costing hundreds each time. They were constantly on antibiotics and their medicine cabinet was always full of various Western medications.
Those years were financially draining, and the children suffered a lot.
After getting this formula, each cold only cost a few yuan to treat, and out of ten colds, at least nine were cured.
Not only the author’s daughters but also his niece and the children of friends and relatives have used this formula with excellent results.
Of course, this medicine isn’t a cure-all. It can fail sometimes, but for the author’s daughters, it has worked about seven to eight times out of ten.
Since using this formula, the author’s daughters have developed stronger immune systems, thanks to staying away from antibiotics. They get colds less frequently, and during last year’s flu season, while the author and his wife were quite ill, the elder daughter only had a mild fever of around 38 degrees, which resolved overnight. The younger daughter didn’t even get sick.
Over the past five years, this formula has saved the author thousands, if not tens of thousands, of yuan.
Saying this formula is worth a thousand pieces of gold is not an exaggeration.
Most importantly, the formula is simple and safe. Dried tangerine peel is a common snack, bamboo shoots are often used in cooling teas in rural areas of Guangdong and Guangxi, and silkworm droppings are safe and have no side effects.
Even if the formula doesn’t work, drinking it won’t cause any harm, which is why the author feels confident in recommending it.
Also, being an herbal remedy, it doesn’t work as quickly as Western medicine. It usually takes two to three days to see results, sometimes even just one day. During this period, if the child’s fever exceeds 38.5 degrees, give them a fever-reducing medication. If it’s below that, there’s no need to worry.
The timing for taking the medicine is also flexible. Unlike Western medicine, which requires a specific interval, you can give it to the child whenever they are willing to drink it.
If the child is very young, you can adjust the dosage from 30 grams to 20 grams.
That’s all for now. If any readers have questions, feel free to leave them in the comments. If you try it and find it effective, please let the author know so he can share in your joy.]
After brewing the medicine, Deng Shirong poured a bowl and let it cool. He then called out, "Xiao Heng, come drink this medicine!"
Deng Yunheng came over, picked up the bowl, and sniffed it. Finding no unpleasant odor, he took a small sip. It tasted just like unsweetened cooling tea, as his father had said. Feeling reassured, he gulped down the entire bowl.
After he finished, Deng Shirong reminded him, "Remember to drink plenty of water."
Deng Yunheng nodded. "I know, Dad!"
(End of Chapter)
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