A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

The first place they went to was located in the northwest corner of the state capital. It was full of peddlers and hooligans. It was a bit chaotic, but it was also lively. When they arrived, there was a lot of noise and shouting.

Although just had breakfast not long, but song QingHan looked at a wide range of snacks, suddenly felt hungry.

Wu Dahu saw his desire from Song QingHan's eyes. He moved in his heart and asked with a smile, "what do you want to eat? Try to see the craftsmanship of the people in the state capital. "

Song QingHan hesitated for a moment, touched the bulging silver ticket in his arms, and suddenly had the confidence to follow the most fragrant smell and went to a stall selling fried food.

Seeing this, the peddler said warmly, "what flavor do you like to eat, sir? Sweet or salty

Song QingHan hesitated for a moment, looked at the eye martial tiger, and slowly said: "sweet, sweet mouth."

"Well, would you like more or less oil?"

"Less oil."

The peddler who got the information directly put two strings of sugar and oil Baba in kraft paper bag, and said enthusiastically, "try this, absolutely delicious!"

In fact, song QingHan was more curious about other kinds of snacks. After all, he did not eat less sugar oil Baba in modern times. If he still ate this kind of food in ancient times, it would have no characteristics.

Seeing that he didn't take it, the peddler's face sank, and he said with a smile, "it's all bagged, won't you?"

Wu Dahu noticed that many people were looking at him. He frowned, took out ten copper plates and put them into the hands of the peddler. Just as he was about to take over the kraft paper bag, the peddler suddenly took back his hand and said arrogantly, "ah, I've given you ten less coppers."

Song QingHan frowned: "do you want ten coppers for such a string?"

The peddler hugged his arms and said, "if I want ten coppers, you can just say whether you want to buy them or not."

The peddlers, who had no business for the time being, came up one after another, just like thugs.

Wu Dahu did not intend to cause trouble. He quickly took out ten copper plates and put them into the hands of the peddler. He took the kraft paper bag and left with song QingHan.

After going far away, song QingHan complained: "the peddlers here are too overbearing, just like local snakes!"

He angrily pulled out the bamboo stick in the kraft paper bag and bit off a sugar and oil Baba fiercely. After chewing for a moment, he said to himself, "it's really delicious..."

the freshly fried sugar oil Baba has a crispy outer skin, soft glutinous inside, and a wonderful taste. The sugar juice wrapped on the skin is like a finishing touch, which makes people wonder.

After eating that string of sugar and oil Baba, his anger almost disappeared, but he was still a little uncomfortable. He vented like: "if he had a better attitude, his business would not be so bad. He really has no brain!"

Wu Dahu's eyes flashed a smile, shook his head and said, "I can see that those people are all in a group. They choose foreigners to cheat. Your and my accents are slightly different from them. After they speculate, they are somewhat unscrupulous."

If they didn't want sugar and oil Baba at that time, or they didn't give enough money, they would have gathered around and asked them to "tell us".

Song QingHan took out the remaining string of sugar and oil Baba and stretched it out to feed Wu Dahu. Seeing that he had finished one, he shook his head and prepared to put it into his mouth. Unexpectedly, "Cheng Yaojin was killed in the middle of the way". The small stone grabbed his hand and looked at the round sugar oil Baba eagerly.

Seeing the little stone can't wait to put out his little tongue, song QingHan suddenly laughed and hugged his stomach and said, "it's so small that it's a good thing to eat. When you grow up, you can still get it!"

He stretched out his hand, quickly put the sugar oil Baba on the small stone's mouth, quickly took away his hand when he stretched out his tongue to lick it, and then put down the sugar oil Baba after the small stone made a impatient voice. He looked at the small stone being deceived again and again, and laughed happily.

Wu Dahu helplessly watched song QingHan teasing the little stone back and forth childishly. He held out his hand and held song QingHan's hand. He doted and said, "if you don't eat it, I'll eat it. I'm afraid Xiaoshi is hungry. We'll go back to feed him rice paste and then go to see the next house."

Song QingHan took back his hand and quickly ate the sugar and oil Baba. He didn't know where he had the bad taste, but it was really fun to tease his son...

on their way back, they passed another street. Song QingHan moved his ears after hearing a subtle "goat milk" and turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

In front of a magnificent house, a farmer dressed up was handing a ceramic pot to the servant in the door. Looking at the shape of his lips, he seemed to be explaining some precautions.

Seeing the man finish, he is ready to leave. Song QingHan subconsciously catches up and asks in a voice, "elder brother, did you just say 'goat milk'

The farmer dressed up looked up and down at Song QingHan and Wu Dahu, hugged the silver in his arms, frowned and asked, "yes, what's the matter?"

Wu Dahu looked at Song QingHan and said, "can we sell this goat's milk? Or sell us the whole sheep? "The farmer hesitated for a while and shook his head and said, "if you can't sell it, I have two sheep in my family. The milk squeezed out every day should be supplied to the big families. A bowl of milk can't be produced."

Song QingHan's disappointment flashed through his eyes. Wu Dahu was not discouraged and continued to ask, "do you know where to buy sheep? Soon, I want to feed the baby with my baby

Then he took one or two pieces of silver from his arms and put them into the farmer's hand.

The farmer who got the money slowed down. He looked at the lovely stone in his swaddling clothes and said softly, "if you change someone else, I really can't say it, but I believe you once because your accent is also a stranger! After listening, don't tell others casually. Do you know? "

Wu Dahu nods with song QingHan. It seems that he didn't expect to buy a sheep so mysterious.

The farmer looked around, approached Wu Dahu, and whispered: "go west, there is a small town called" moshang ". There is a large farm where hundreds of sheep are raised. As long as you have money, you can buy it. But... I heard that a large-scale smallpox broke out there after I left last time. Now it is probably a dead town. "

He shook his head regretfully. He didn't know whether he felt sorry for the people in the desert or that he didn't buy more sheep.

"Smallpox?"

Song QingHan repeated it with a thoughtful expression on his face.

This disease is so famous that he can't be unaware of it. He even read relevant stories in primary school.

Wu Dahu thought he was afraid of the disease and comforted him: "in this case, we'll try to find another way. Besides desert, there must be other places where sheep are sold."

The farmer probably didn't hold much hope for this, and shook his head: "except for the past in the desert, we had to go all the way to the northwest to buy sheep at the border. Not to mention the long way to the border, just say that the danger along the way is too much to guard against. Otherwise, why don't these old men send people? But for the checks and balances of their families, I am afraid they will take my sheep away

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but look back, waved his hand and said, "I'm going to leave. You can do it yourself."

Looking at his back, song QingHan touched his chin and said slowly, "this desert, you can go and have a look."

Wu Dahu's eyes flashed in surprise and asked, "are you afraid of smallpox? If the smallpox sheep have survived, let alone the real ones

It is impossible to say that he is not afraid. After all, this body is not like his modern one. He has been vaccinated with all kinds of vaccines. If he goes rashly, no matter how much attention he takes, there is a risk of infection. At that time, not to mention saving people, even self-help is a problem.

But the doctor's duty made him unable to ignore this kind of thing. After thinking for a while, he said decisively: "after we settle down, I'll go and see what's going on there. If it's serious, I won't go in. If it's not serious... Maybe I can find a way to save them."

Wu Dahu clenched his hand in his heart and said, "we're going to go together. People with incurable diseases are emotionally unstable. It's not safe for you to go alone."

Song QingHan was warm in his heart. He held his hand and said with a light smile: "don't worry. I just go to see the situation. If there's something wrong, I'll leave immediately. If you go too, what will Xiaoshi do? Can't let Wenxuan take him alone

Although Wu Dahu knew that song QingHan's words were reasonable, he was still worried. In the twinkling of an eye, it was useless to worry about it now. He simply kept the matter in his heart for the time being.

After they returned to the inn, they had lunch, fed Xiaoshi some rice paste, looked at the situation of the head of the acrobatic troupe, and then went out again.

The houses in the northwest corner don't need to be considered. Although they didn't go to see what the houses looked like, the peddlers gave them a bad impression. If they wanted to be neighbors with those people for a long time, they would certainly not like it.

After excluding the other side, they went to the southeast corner, which was totally opposite to the northwest corner.

If the northwest corner is the bustle of ordinary people, the southeast corner is the quietness of big families.

They went all the way to the destination, and they didn't even see half a person's film. They were surrounded by deep courtyards, which were isolated from the noise. Occasionally, there were still two clear birdsong sounds, which made them feel like a paradise.

The courtyard for sale is sandwiched between two big courtyards, just like little teddy in front of the big golden hair, looking pathetic.

Wu Dahu went over and knocked on the door. A black eye socket and some bald middle-aged men poked out their heads and looked at their clothes. He asked dejectedly, "what's the matter?"

"We are new to the state capital. We want to find a suitable place to settle down. I don't know...

before Wu Dahu's speech is finished, the bald man's eyes brighten, and he quickly opens the door and says happily:" come in, come in, my yard is absolutely suitable for you to live in, and you will like it after watching it! "

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