After thinking about it, she took out a few bottles of repairing pills that she refined from the space, and then taught Grandpa Jing, explaining: "Grandpa Jing, this is the repairing pill that I refined by myself, you give one to the injured person, and I'll go out for a while."
Jing Lao nodded, but when he heard that she was going out, he still worried: "Girl, it's getting dark now, where are you going?"
Ming Wuyan explained softly: "This place is really not suitable for everyone to live in, nor is it suitable for my father to recover from his injuries. I want to find a place to settle everyone down."
The old man suddenly sighed, "Girl Wuyan, you don't need to be busy. Someone from the royal family said that we are not allowed to enter Beijing in the future. If we didn't want to wait for you to come back, we would have left here long ago."
"Why?" Ming Wuyan's face turned cold.
The old man sighed again, and while distributing medicine to everyone, he said: "The slums were temporarily allocated to the homeless when the emperor ascended the throne to amnesty the world. Because it is suspended and there is no title deed, so our current situation is considered refugees, and we cannot stay in the city for a long time."
Ming Wuyan frowned, "If there is no title deed, we will buy a house with a title deed."
"Girl Wuyan, we used all the money you brought back last time to repair the house, and there is nothing left."
Speaking of this, Jing Lao felt very guilty. If he had known earlier, he would not have spent all of it and kept some for spare.
Fortunately, the precious medicinal materials brought back by Wuyan girl were used in Minglang's medicine, so it would not be a waste, otherwise the loss would be even more serious.
"It's okay, I have. Grandpa, do you have anything you like?" Ming Wuyan calculated her remaining silver taels, buying a few houses should be enough.
"Silly girl, how much money do you have, leave the rest to your father for medical treatment!" Jing Lao felt that Ming Wuyan should have had all the money he earned brought back to him, even if there was some left, how much could be left.
Mingming's condition is very serious, and there is nothing he can do. He only hopes that this girl's senior brother can cure Qingming, so that Wuyan can rely on her in the future.
Ming Wuyan no longer talked about the amount of money with Grandpa Jing, but walked over to Meng Ge and said, "Brother, my father will ask you, I will go out for a while, and I will be back in a while, you don't have to worry."
Meng Ge nodded, "Go ahead, be careful on the road."
"Yeah." Ming Wuyan took out a large bag of uncooked wonton left over from yesterday, took out a bag of rice and a bag of flour, and handed them to an old woman next to her.
"Cook and eat, there are not many things."
The aunt nodded gratefully, and asked two people to go down to cook.
Seeing that Ming Wuyan was going out, Baozi followed immediately, "Sister Yan, can I go out with you?"
Ming Wuyan hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, let's go together."
The night in the capital city is still quite lively. In the evening when it is bustling, Ming Wuyan is walking on the street with buns. Her goal is very clear, she wants to see where there are shops for sale.
Baozi was attracted by the smell of food around him, and looked left and right from time to time.
Ming Wuyan knew that he was hungry, so she bought him four meat buns at a nearby stall, and said softly, "Eat it!"
Immediately, the steamed stuffed bun started to gobble it up, and Ming Wuyan felt sad for a while.