Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Man Bao pasted the white paper, and then squatted aside to grind it for Bai Shan, asking: "My Zhou character should be written bigger."

Bai Shan said that there was no problem. He chose a pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote a very upright and beautiful "Zhou" on his head, and then wrote Ji Shitang's name after a stroke.

Madoka: ...how could it be written like this?

However, he took a look and found that it looked pretty good, so he also ran to get the other two signs, "Master Bai, please write our two signs too."

Bai Shan looked at his handwriting with satisfaction after finishing the pen, took the two signs generously, and asked, "Besides Doctor Ji, who is the other doctor?"

Madoka: "It belongs to our shopkeeper."

Man Bao helped paste the paper, Bai Shan put down his pen to help, and asked, "Isn't Doctor Xiao Ji coming?"

"Doctor Xiaoji is looking at the shop." Xiaoyuan looked around and said in a low voice: "Our shopkeeper said that most of the illnesses on these refugees are mixed together, but the medicine list given by the county government It’s only a little bit, how to treat it, it’s very important to treat it to a certain degree, Dr. Ji may not have enough experience, so I won’t come here for the time being.”

After Xiaoyuan finished speaking, she looked at Man Bao and said, "Miss Man, the shopkeeper said, if you can't find a replacement medicine when you prescribe, why not write a note and hand it over, and I will send it to Doctor Ji and the shopkeeper for reference. .”

Man Bao said no problem.

If the prescribed medicine does not contain the medicine listed on the medicine list, it will not mean much to the patient.

Because those who can afford the medicine will basically not be reluctant to pay a few pennies for medical treatment.

Towards evening, when it was getting dark, everyone finished all the work, and Man Bao climbed into the carriage with his waist and sat down.

Wei Ting moved things with the recruited refugees, but felt that his hands and feet were not his own.

He also climbed into his own carriage, he didn't even have the energy to talk to Bai Shan, so he just waved his hand and left.

Bai Shan sat next to Man Bao, took another look at the neatly arranged wooden sheds outside, nodded in satisfaction and said, "Yes, do you need my help after school tomorrow?"

Mr. Zhuang, who sat in the car early, rubbed his back and said, "If you want to come, you can read and write, so you can help count the medicinal materials."

He sighed: "Didn't you see that someone is already waiting, I'm afraid I'll be busy tomorrow."

Man Bao turned his head and looked outside, and saw that there were many people sitting on the side of the road, some of them were in ragged clothes, and they directly covered themselves with a pile of hay, while others were pulling a large piece of clothing to cover their bodies, Or huddled in a tattered quilt.

Bai Shan and Bai Erlang also turned their heads to look outside the car, and fell silent for a while.

Mr. Zhuang also looked out of the window, remained silent and didn't speak, until he entered the city, the people on the road disappeared, and when he entered the city, the inside was full of prosperity.

Some shops lit up lanterns at the entrance, together with the crescent moon in the sky, barely illuminated the street, and the carriage swayed forward.

The further you go, the more pedestrians on the road, but much less than during the day, they are all people who come out to play or drink at night.

A heavy bell rings, this is the closing bell of the city gate, it will strike twelve times, at the eleventh time the city gate begins to close, and when the twelfth time falls, the city gate is almost completely closed up.

There will be a period of time between the ringing of the bell to give people time to react.

None of the people waiting along the road outside the city came in.

A city gate separates people from the two worlds, but in the past it was passively separated, but today people outside the city actively do not enter the city.

After all, the three of them were young, and although their hearts were heavy, it only took a while before they were quickly distracted by the excitement on the street.

Mr. Zhuang kept silent while watching the excitement outside the window.

Man Bao noticed that the husband was in a bad mood, so he couldn't help asking: "Sir, what's the matter with you?"

Mr. Zhuang withdrew his gaze, looked at the three students who looked at him with concern, and said, "Master, I remembered when I was young, the gate of Yizhou City was open all night, and it would never be closed unless there was a war. "

The three were surprised, "Is the city gate still open?"

Mr. Zhuang said with a smile: "Of course, in big cities like Yizhou, Taiyuan, and Luoyang, the city gates are generally open for twelve hours, and only the squares are closed to prevent the movement of the people. Only the middle and small cities will be closed. gates to keep out thieves."

Man Bao: "When did Yizhou City start to be closed?"

"It was about ten years ago, and now the people in Yizhou City and the merchants who come and go are used to it." Mr. Zhuang looked out of the window with complicated eyes, and said softly: "I didn't think there was anything wrong with closing the city gate before." Okay, but just now, my teacher suddenly felt that once the gate of the city is closed, the inside and outside of the city become two worlds. But it’s strange, no matter inside or outside the city, isn’t it all our country?”

Man Bao and Bai Shan didn't speak, and Bai Erlang didn't know what to say, so the car fell silent.

When the master and apprentice were silent, the carriage stopped, Daji jumped out of the carriage, opened the curtain and said, "Sir, young master, you are home."

Mr. Zhuang smiled, waved and said, "Get out of the car."

Bai Erlang, who was sitting outside, jumped out of the carriage first, and then smelled a delicious smell of meat, Bai Shan and Man Bao jumped down next, and then turned around to help the husband down.

The four masters and apprentices could smell the smell of meat.

Hearing the commotion, Zhou Zhoulang ran out of the kitchen, saw them and said with a smile: "You are finally back, I was thinking about going to find you."

"Fourth brother, what is so fragrant?"

"Oh, it's mutton." Zhou Zhou Lang smiled so much that his eyes narrowed, and he said proudly, "On the way back, I met a businessman from the Western Regions. They drove a batch of sheep over, and some of their legs were broken. I killed and sold the meat, I thought the meat was good, so I bought some and cooked it with big ingredients, now that the weather is cold, mutton is the best."

Man Bao ran into the kitchen to see that Aunt Rong was cooking the spoon, while Zhou Lijun was squatting on the ground to make a fire, and there was a half-cut leg of lamb on the chopping board beside him. It was obvious that this work belonged to Zhou Lang.

Aunt Rong saw the three young masters running into the kitchen, she immediately chased them away, "Hurry up and get out, there will be no room in the kitchen."

Seeing the three of them staring at the gurgling pot, they smiled and said: "The hot water is ready, the young master and the ladies wash up first, after washing up, the food is ready."

She said: "Actually, the food has been reheated once, and you never come back. Master Zhou came back with two big lamb legs. I just thought about adding another big dish to you. It just so happens that you are going to be busy these days." , can make up for it.”

Man Bao nodded again and again, "The weather is going to be cold, it's time to put on autumn fat."

Bai Shan couldn't help but look at her, "Think of yourself as a cow, Qiu Zao, it's better to eat less mutton."

Bai Erlang said: "Then you eat less, I will eat your portion for you."

Man Bao: "I'll eat for you too."

Bai Shan snorted and said, "No, thank you!"

Good night