After the clan leader finished the sacrifice, A Xing hurriedly walked in with two pottery jars in his arms. His face, which had calmed down due to the sacrifice of the clan leader, became anxious again.

"Honey, is this the only one, enough?"

Ye Qing looked at it and found that there was not much honey in each jar, which was about the same amount as the one I just fed Alan.

Ye Qing shook her head.

Alan's condition will not get better so quickly, and it may take about ten days. It is normal for children to suffer from anorexia due to illness. Anorexia will affect the body's nutritional intake and thus affect the improvement of the condition.

Moreover, honey is the best supplement you can find at present, and of course there is enough honey.

Seeing Ye Qing shaking her head, Ah Xing's eyes looked a little desperate.

Ye Qing comforted her: "Don't worry, where does the honey at home come from?"

"Yes... it was taken from Shaokang Mountain."

"Then go and dig it again!"

When Ah Xing heard Ye Qing say something, she relaxed a little, then turned around and knelt beside Alan, looking at Alan silently.

The house fell into tranquility.

After a while, Taikang walked in with a headless chicken with plucked hair, and A Xing was busy stewing chicken soup again.

Ye Qing looked a little small, the size of a palm, like a dove.

A Xing took away the chicken in his hand, and Taikang also found a fishing net and went out silently.

When the stewed chicken in the pottery cauldron smelled, two little girls A Zi and A Lian came back.

There are a lot of honeysuckle, forsythia and mint, and they also made a bunch of reeds.

Ye Qing was busy dealing with these herbs.

When it was cleaned and prepared to boil the medicine, Ye Qing was in trouble:

"What is this dose?"

He tried hard to recall the scene when he took Chinese medicine.

"The Chinese medicine is dry, and the dosage of decoction at one time is not like this fresh herb. I remember that the residue after boiling the medicine seemed to have half a medicine jar."

"Alan is only two years old, please cut it by half!"

"This is the total dose, how should each herb be matched?"

"Yinqiao Detoxification Tablets, as the name suggests, honeysuckle and forsythia should be the main medicines!"

He has heard of these things, but he doesn’t understand them. If he knows the main medicine, the dosage may not be greater than that of the auxiliary medicine!

Some herbs with strong medicinal properties only need a little bit at a time. In order to prevent the main drug from being too strong and the human body cannot bear it, a large number of other auxiliary drugs are used to suppress the main drug properties, so that it can slowly exert its efficacy.

What to do? Let it go!

So he grabbed a handful of each and put it into a pottery jar.

Among them, Forsythia has both leaves and green fruits.

Well, it looks like half a can in total.

Add water, flood the herbs, set the pot on the fire and fry it.

Ye Qing comforted himself while decorating the medicine:

"Honeymus and forsythia can be eaten as tea, mint can be eaten as vegetables, and reed roots can be eaten as snacks. The medicinal soup that is fried should be fine!"

The patriarch changed his outfit and came back quietly observing Ye Qing's behavior.

He was trying hard to remember.

The two little girls A Zi and A Lian were not in a mood to work, and stayed quietly and watched Ye Qing busy with curiosity.

After frying for a while, Ye Qing was in trouble again: How long should he fry?

The Chinese medicine he used to drink was dried and it would be fine to boil it for an hour or two. Now, the herbs are fresh. If they are boiled for so long, will it be made into a paste?

what to do?

Only use stupid methods!

Look at the medicine soup!

From time to time, he spooned out the medicinal soup and observed the color.

If there is color and the color becomes darker, it can prove that the herbal juice has been boiled.

No color?

Then it's still water, keep frying!

Half an hour later, the medicine soup became darker, so he moved the pot to the fire.

What color is the medicinal soup?

He can't say whether it's yellow or not.

Looking at the inexplicable color of medicine, he felt nervous and kept comforting himself:

"I won't eat bad people, I won't eat bad people!"

After the medicine soup was cooled a little, he tasted it, it was bitter!

Just the hardship!

Good medicine is bitter.

He was more confident in the medicine soup he had made by fiddling with.

The patriarch also took a spoon and tasted it carefully, trying to remember the taste.

The two little girls A Zi and A Lian were very curious and seemed to have the desire to taste it.

Ye Qing had a prank and had a psychological attack, and each of them tasted a spoonful.

"Ph! Ph! Ph!"

A Zi hurriedly vomited out.

A Lian was very calm and had no reaction.

But looking at her rapidly surging throat, you can tell that she is patient.

"Hahaha!"

Ye Qing smiled badly.

Add honey to the medicine soup until it basically covers the bitter taste. Although the taste is still very strange, it is barely acceptable.

He woke up Alan who was asleep and coaxed him to drink the medicine soup.

After drinking the warm medicinal soup of half pottery beans, Alan sweats and becomes more energetic.

Half an hour later, the chicken soup was stewed. The little girl ate two more chicken legs and drank half of the pottery bean and chicken soup.

Although the little girl still has a red face, she is in good spirits.

Looking at the little girl's slightly bulging belly, Ye Qing was very suspicious whether the little girl was hungry and could eat so much when she was sick.

Although Ye Qing also felt relieved of his heart even though he knew that the effect of the medicine did not work so quickly.

The little girl is energetic and can eat, it’s a good thing!

A Xing smiled on her face and began to organize her waist machine and prepare to weave cloth.

A Zi looked at the little girl eating chicken legs and swallowed a lot of saliva. Although she carefully controlled her, she still made a slight gurgling sound.

Ye Qing looked at her and wanted to laugh a little.

However, she is only ten years old. In Ye Qing's concept, she is still a child, so it is normal to envy her eating.

Seeing Ye Qing looking at him with a strange expression, A Zi blushed, pulled A Lian up and left: "We're going to fight pig grass!"

The little girl improved, she felt relieved and remembered her job.

Pigs cannot be hungry. When hungry, they will go crazy, break through the pigpen and run away, and even hurt people.

Wild vegetables for supper also need to be collected. Wild vegetables can save a lot of rice. Rice is resistant to storage, so it is easy to keep a little more.

...

In the evening, Taikang and Shaokang returned and did not gain much.

One grass carp looks like four or five pounds, and the others are some mixed fish and shrimps.

The two little girls A Zi and A Lian are still returning with a full load, and there are new varieties of wild vegetables today.

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But it's not big, it's just the size of a human fist.

The whole family gathered by the fire pit and worked together to make supper, grill dried fish, and make dried vegetables.

Ye Qing made two pots of pottery, one boiled medicine and the other stewed fish soup.
To be continued...