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Nie Xinzhi remained silent for a long time.

The feeling of being completely suppressed was not very good, Yu Rong waited patiently for a while, and then said again: "Brother Xin?"

After a long while, the man finally had a reaction. The palm that was holding the young doctor's neck loosened, but he didn't take it away, as if unconsciously, his fingertips rubbed against the skin.

itch……

Physiological instinctive reaction wants to laugh, but psychologically there is an inexplicable fluffy feeling.Yu Rong freed up a hand, couldn't help pushing the person on top of him, and said in a helpless tone, "Will you let me get up?"

"..."

Nie Xin didn't say a word, she was awake, but her consciousness seemed to be burnt out, her fingers frantically moved, and she continued to grope.

With chills standing on end, Yu Rong couldn't help raising his voice: "Brother Xin!"

The man stopped what he was doing, opened his mouth slowly, and called again: "Rong'er."

Yu Rong sighed secretly, too lazy to argue with the guy who is not clear-headed, just said: "Let go of me first... You have a serious fever, I have to wipe your body for you."

"Wipe yourself?"

"what."

After a while, the man who was particularly unresponsive after being ill finally got up and left, letting go of the restraint on the young doctor.

Yu Rong breathed a sigh of relief, raised her eyes, and saw that Nie Xinzhi had taken off her clothes without saying a word, and couldn't help feeling embarrassed.

this man...

Yu Rong was a little dumbfounded, and then thought about it, it would save trouble - he has never had the experience of picking people's clothes.

"... Go back to bed and lie down, and leave it to me."

It was quite thoughtful. I got some charcoal fire from the greenhouse and two braziers temporarily. The temperature in the room will not be too low. As long as you pay attention, you don't have to worry about freezing the sick man.

Scrub with warm water and cool down with medicinal wine.

Fortunately, this time, Nie Xinzhi didn't make any troublesome moves, and honestly cooperated with Yu Rong's movements, raising his hands and turning over.

After wiping the man's body, Yu Rong touched the man's forehead to feel his body temperature, and the palm of his hand was suddenly held...stretched out the other hand and slapped him away.

Take out several silver needles, acupuncture first, then massage the acupuncture points...

Accidentally aimed at an indescribable part, Yu Rong blinked, subconsciously looked at it, and kept his eyes on it—it looks very powerful, Brother Xin probably has a lot of kidney yang——After a while, he realized his own The color of his thoughts changed, and he felt guilty for no reason. He coughed lightly, and immediately pulled back the thoughts of horse racing, and pulled the quilt for the other party.

"Where are you going?"

"Where not to go. It's a mess here, I have to clean it up...Brother Xin, you continue to sleep."

Nie Xinzhi didn't say anything more.

After tidying up, Yu Rongjing waited for a while, seeing that the person on the bed had closed his eyes, regardless of whether the person was really asleep, picked up the water basin, and left the guest room lightly.

In the courtyard, Uncle Dumb cleared the snow with a shovel.

A few children are fine, each holding a porcelain bowl, collecting the clean snow water from the wintersweet flowers and plum branches.

Yu Rong walked between the verandahs, turned his head to look at everyone, and inadvertently raised a small smile at the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly felt something was wrong...

Looking around inside and outside the house, I couldn't remember what was missing for a moment.

His gaze unconsciously fell on the big dog at the door, and Yu Rong suddenly realized—where did those little guys with claws go?

It's freezing cold, aren't cats most afraid of the cold?

It is inevitable to worry.

So he put down what he was doing and searched room by room until he found the greenhouse in the backyard.

General Chi Yan's huge body almost squeezed the incubator.

Yu Rong was taken aback: Where's the chick?Shouldn't it be eaten by the cat?

"Gee-chi-"

The crowing of the chick sounded in due time.

Yu Rong followed the sound and saw the chicks who had been robbed of their nest by the domineering big cat, shivering and huddled in the hay under the earthen stove.

I was dumbfounded for a moment.

At least the chicken cubs are still alive—maybe the cats’ food is too good, they are not interested in these little guys with no meat—Yu Rong thought, let Uncle Dumb make more warm wooden boxes stop!

Found General Chi Yan, then the other two...

Yu Rong raised his head and looked at the pot stand that was much taller than his own. As expected, it was specially placed on the catnip at the top.

Speechless.

I'm really worried about whether these newly sprouted catnip can grow up smoothly.

Later, a dozing orange cat was found at the mouth of the stove.Yu Rong's heart slowed several times when he saw it.There is still a fire inside, isn't this guy really worried about becoming a whole roasted cat?

Reluctantly, he found dry wood and straw, built a nest in the corner behind the stove, and took Sang Chen into it.

The heavy weight in his hands made Yu Rong think again about how to lose weight scientifically for Mao Mao.

After resettling several chicks, taking care of the sprouts in the flower pots, they left the greenhouse when they heard some movement in the front room.

As soon as he got out of the shack, Yu Rong saw the young man who was lured by Brother Zhong... looked at him face-to-face.

"Doctor Xiao Yu, right?" The young man smiled honestly, and introduced himself, "I'm Shuanzi from Xitou...you know that?"

Yu Rong thought for a while, and said uncertainly: "The Fourth Master Wei is yours..."

The young man nodded quickly: "I am his second son."

Yu Rong realized.No wonder I haven't seen this person before. I heard earlier that the second son of Wei Siye's family was out on a boat.

"Second Brother Shuan, what do you want from me?"

Yu Rong asked him why he came here, wondering if someone was sick.

Shuanzi rubbed his hands together, and said, "That's it... My eighteen butchers pigs, and I want to ask if you want to order some meat."

Yu Rong was puzzled: "Why kill the pig so early? Isn't there still more than a month before the Chinese New Year?"

Except for breeders and butchers, for ordinary people, killing pigs is a very solemn and prudent thing. Unless it is a wedding, the pigs in the family usually have to be kept until two days before the New Year.

No matter which pig slaughterhouse will go to the house several days in advance to ask if they have ordered pork.A whole pig usually sells half of it, and the rest, keep a little fresh meat to freeze, and make a big dish during the Chinese New Year. Most of it is pickled or smoked, and after it is air-dried, it will be hung under the roof beam. It will take at least half a year to eat...

If you usually want to eat fresh meat, you can go to the town or the market to buy it if you have money.

Compared with mutton and venison, Minchao people don't really like fresh pork.

The so-called "the rich don't want to eat it, the poor don't know how to cook it", rich people dislike the bad taste of pork, and ordinary people don't know how to burn pork... After all, only open food shops and restaurants have nothing to do. Cooking and cooking are mostly steaming, stewing, stewing and roasting. The cooking method is mainly cheap, and there are not many condiments, so the food produced is naturally not so delicious.

Shuanzi answered his question: "My sister got married in her twenties, and this year the family specially raised an extra pig." According to the scale of the banquet here, a wedding banquet can't cost a pig, and the excess must be dealt with naturally.

Yu Rong understood.

However, he doesn't really like the pork here, it tastes far worse than modern pork.But everyone will come to the house, so it's not easy to refuse.

Suddenly his heart moved, Yu Rongyu hesitated: "Can I have the foreleg meat, and the intestines..."

Shuanzi immediately understood: "Do you want to make sausages? No problem, leave the pig intestines and leg meat to you, Doctor Yu."

Turning to think of something, Yu Rong asked, "Can't you use it at home?"

Shuanzi said: "No one in my family knows how to make sausages. In previous years, pigs were slaughtered and the intestines were given to others. It's true that no one wants them to pickle them."

"Is that so..."

After hearing this, Yu Rong nodded slightly, feeling quite good.After a while, it will be the New Year's Eve, and it's time to prepare the New Year's goods. The sausages are troublesome to deal with, and they have to be dried in the sun after they are made. Love some pickled and smoked treats.

It was agreed to order two catties of pork, and Shuanzi didn't stay long, said goodbye to the young doctor, and rushed to the neighboring village without stopping-it was almost the end of the year, and most people were waiting for their own pigs to be slaughtered. Not too much—a longer journey is inevitable.

"Who is that?"

Yu Rong turned around: "Brother Xin, why are you up?"

"Healed."

Just bullshit!Yu Rong was speechless, without saying a word, he took the man's arm and walked back.Even if this person has a body made of steel and strong willpower, and doesn't care about this little discomfort, he still has to worry about other people in the family, so don't let this guy get infected.

Nie Xinzhi didn't resist at all, followed in the footsteps of the young doctor, and asked again: "Who is that?"

"No one," Yu Rong casually replied, "It's just from one village."

The man was silent.

Stamping his feet suddenly, Yu Rong turned his head sideways, looking up and down at the person beside him.

Nie Xinzhi was obviously puzzled: "What's wrong?"

After Yu Rong's examination, Ninjun couldn't help but said: "Brother Xin, do you have an occupational disease?"

"Why?"

"When you see a stranger, you have to figure out the identity of the other person... What is it if it's not an occupational disease?"

Nie Xinzhi didn't say anything, wondering if he understood what the other person said.

But Yu Rong finished laughing, and felt embarrassed: "You're joking, don't tell me!" Even if you really have an occupational disease, it's not a big deal, as the commander of the rebel guards, it's not bad to be vigilant.

Nie Xinzhi remained silent, Yu Rong didn't care, and immediately put the topic behind him, and the first thing he did when he returned to the room was to review the man's physical condition.

The cold didn't get better for a while, and the man who usually came and went in a hurry, this time lived here peacefully.

In the blink of an eye, it was several days.

The first snow fell for less than a day and a night, and it didn't continue. After a few days on a sunny day, the ice and snow almost melted away.

Early in the morning, Yu Rong moved out the big tub and vat.

Slightly hot water was drawn from the well, poured into a wooden basin, and dilute lye was prepared with homemade soap.After soaking the tiger skin for several days, scrape off the remaining meat, put it in a basin and clean it.

Then go down the cylinder again.

Glauber's salt, alum, salt and water are added to make a tanning solution, which is soaked for at least one month before tanning.

The process of tanning fur is complicated and time-consuming. The key is that after the tiger skin is processed, you don't know what to use, so you don't need to wear anything, which is somewhat psychologically difficult.

Thinking of this, Yu Rong couldn't help but want to slander, isn't the person who gave the tiger skin just to make trouble for him?But it's not easy to dry and leave it alone, the leather will be broken.

"Shaozhen."

After the fever subsided, Nie Xinzhi returned to "normal" and stopped screaming "Rong'er" one by one...

It's exactly what Yu Rong wanted, "Rong'er" or something, not to mention the nasty, effeminate girlishness.

"Ok?"

The young doctor did not raise his head after finishing his work, and kept brushing his hands with soap—the greasy feeling on his hands was unbearable.

"Yanzhou Tournament Club will have winter hunting two days later, do you want to watch it?"

Yu Rong was stunned, "Winter Hunting" was really unfamiliar to him as a modern person, at most he saw it in books... Hey, wait!

"What kind of...organization is the championship club?"

Hearing the name is quite modern, the first thing I thought of was a certain championship.

Nie Xinzhi seemed to be used to someone's lack of common sense, and explained briefly: "Shenu formed an association."

Yu Rong: "..."

What is the difference between this explanation and no explanation?

When he was taken to the hunting ground by a man on horseback in the early morning of the next day, Yu Rong finally understood that the so-called championship club is an association for folk bow lovers. It sounds very trendy, but it is actually a common existence, such as horse racing enthusiasts The Qingyin Club, the ancient version of "musicians", the Poetry Club for the literati, the Qibao Club, where the gentry compete for wealth... There are countless clubs in every city, and they are very good at playing.

The championship club is the most popular club among warriors, but not everyone can enter, and they must meet the selection criteria.There is also a set of strict rules and disciplines for the organization and management of the association, which feels like...

Yu Rong unconsciously looked at the man beside him: "How many people are there in this club?"

Nie Xinzhi answered every question: "More than a hundred people."

Yu Rong was silent.Isn't this almost becoming a civilian private armed force?won't it go wrong?An organization has been formed, and it feels like a gang... If something happens, it's not just a gangster.

The next moment, Yu Rong realized.

In other words, for no reason, why did the Commander-in-Chief suddenly think of taking him out to relax?Feelings are just an excuse, isn't the real intention to break into the local "gang"?

Guessing like this, Yu Rong didn't ask, no matter what the man's purpose is, anyway, he came out to play, and he hardly went out of the green curtain for more than a month, even if he is an otaku, do he have to go out occasionally to relax, otherwise he can't tell Where did something go wrong.

"I don't know how to climb a bow and shoot a crossbow, but can I also participate in winter hunting?"

"Come with me."

Yu Rong sat on the horse's back, hugging the man's waist tightly, feeling embarrassed in his heart - he was too busy to join in the fun, forgetting that not only could he not know how to bow and arrow, but he could not even ride a horse, so it was a veritable "join" in the fun.

Fortunately, Nie Xinzhi is worthy of being the leader of the elites of the pro-military guards. With such a big burden like him, it will not affect the hunting results in the slightest.

At first, Yu Rong didn't even dare to breathe loudly, for fear of disturbing the man, but as the other party gained more and more, he gradually became emotional.Due to the difference in position, sometimes he would find some prey outside the opponent's field of vision, so he hurriedly reminded them.

"Pheasant! Xin..."

The horse under him suddenly raised its head, and its movements were so large that Yu Rong almost thought that he was going to fall off the horse. A word stuck in his throat, and his arms tightly wrapped around Nie Xinzhi's waist.

On this side, before the horse calmed down, several people suddenly appeared from nowhere.

Each is equipped with swords, bows and crossbows.

Judging by the attire, he should not be a member of the championship club.

He is majestic and aggressive, and he feels that the visitor is not good.

Yu Rong: "..."

Wouldn't it be so unlucky, just go out to play, and then meet the trail-shearing robber?

The leader said, "Leave the horse and the woman!"

The author has something to say: "The rich don't want to eat it, and the poor don't know how to cook it." It comes from Mr. Dongpo's "Song of Stewed Meat".