Sold immediately after wearing it? I took my family and fled the famine.

Mrs. Hu brought over the rabbit soup, stood next to the spicy rabbit meat, looked down at it, then looked at the soup in her hand, and suddenly felt that the white rabbit soup looked bland no matter how she looked at it.

"What are you all standing there for? Eat." Jiang Xing put his chopsticks on the table.

After a brief silence, chopsticks reached for the bowl of spicy rabbit meat.

The calf grabbed a piece and stuffed it into its mouth. After chewing it a couple of times, its eyes widened suddenly, its mouth opened wide, and its face turned red at a visible speed.

"Hiss—ha—it's so hot!" he mumbled, but refused to spit it out. He chewed a few times, swallowed, and then reached for a second piece.

Tie Dan was even more exaggerated than him. He took a bite, and tears streamed down his face. He kept sniffling as he stuffed the food into his mouth, shouting "Spicy! Spicy! Spicy!" but his chopsticks were faster than anyone else's.

Shi Tou didn't say anything, just kept eating, mixing the spicy rabbit meat broth into the brown rice porridge and slurping it down loudly.

His father, Wang Laoshi, ate a piece, and sweat instantly beaded on his forehead. He gulped down two mouthfuls of cold water. Shen Dehou's lips were burning red, and his forehead was covered in sweat, but he managed a rare smile and gave Jiang Xing a thumbs up.

My third uncle had bad teeth and couldn't chew the rabbit meat, but he dipped some of the broth into his porridge with his chopsticks, took a sip, squinted his eyes, and nodded.

Of course, some people couldn't handle it. Mrs. Hu ate two bites and her tongue was sticking out from the spiciness; tears welled in her eyes as she frantically searched for water, crying out, "My tongue's on fire!" Granny Chen only took a small bite before putting down her chopsticks, fanning her mouth with her hand and waving her hands, saying, "No, no, no!" Doctor Gu, on the other hand, ate slowly and methodically. After finishing one piece, he pondered for a moment, then picked up another, eating with great seriousness.

The little calf was sweating profusely from the spiciness, and his lips were red, but he just wouldn't stop eating.

He gasped for breath, his eyes red from the spiciness, and looked up at Jiang Xing, crying out, "Sister, what is this taste? It's so strange, but I can't stop eating it!"

Jiang Xing sat in the corner, watching the people in the courtyard, their faces flushed from the spiciness, gasping for breath and sweating profusely, yet none of them willing to stop eating, and couldn't help but laugh.

When everyone put down their bowls, the porridge in the bowls and the rabbit meat in the basin were all gone, and even the broth was used to mix with rice.

The entire courtyard was filled with hissing and hissing sounds.

While flapping her tongue, Hu said, "My tongue isn't mine anymore." Wang Laoshi, sweating profusely from the spiciness, smacked his lips and savored the taste: "This is weird, it's spicy yet I want to eat it, what's the logic behind this?"

Jiang Xing then put down his chopsticks, looked at everyone, and said with a hint of a smile, "What you just ate is called chili pepper. This stuff can dispel dampness. It's damp and cold here in winter, and the dampness is especially bad living at the foot of the mountain. Eating chili pepper can warm up your body and expel the dampness, making you less likely to get rheumatism."

Doctor Gu stood up, walked to Jiang Xing's side, looked down at the remaining red chili peppers in her basket, picked one up, examined it for a moment, and slowly nodded: "This stuff is recorded in the 'Pharmacopoeia of Chinese Herbal Medicines.' It is hot in nature and pungent in taste, warming the middle and dispelling cold, drying dampness and resolving phlegm. It's just that it's not produced here. It's occasionally found in pharmacies, and it's not cheap. I didn't expect to find wild ones on this mountain."

Jiang Xing put away the bowls and chopsticks, leaned against the wall, and looked at the people in the yard who were still wiping their mouths with a slight smile.

The next day, while it was still pitch black and the roosters hadn't crowed yet, the oil lamps in several houses at the edge of the village were lit one after another.

Last night, Dr. Gu taught us how to prepare the food, and the women from several families barely slept a wink.

They spent the whole night processing the medicinal herbs. Although they weren't completely dry, they were still sellable, and they were worth more than raw herbs.

Jiang Xing got up early, and the fire in the stove was still burning. She used the embers to turn the rehmannia root that had been dried overnight over.

Zhang also got up and busied herself making breakfast by the stove. She added a handful of crushed corn to the brown rice porridge and simmered it with a few slices of the remaining cured meat. The broth was thicker than usual, with a few specks of oil floating on top.

Today I have to walk a long way to town, and I can't stand it without meat in my stomach.