The night was tranquil, yet the children were brimming with excitement. They were still sleeping on pallets—though calling them pallets was a stretch; they were really just layers of straw.
Tang Youyou got up, lied about needing the outhouse, and stepped into the yard. She placed her hands on a bundle of rushes.
[600 jin of rushes, 9,000 wen. Sell?]
[Yes!]
[500 jin of houttuynia, 5,000 wen. Sell?]
[1,000 jin of plantain herb, 3,000 wen. Sell?]
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Chapter 25