The fertile water of farming does not flow to outsiders' fields

The little scholar put on his clothes and was about to go out, but was stopped by Xue Yinsong: "You wait in the barn, and I will bring it into the room to eat."

"Ah? Isn't it better to go out to eat?" Little Xiucai asked blankly.

Xue Yinsong said with a smile: "The big warehouses are full of shops, men, women and children sleep on the floor mats, and the smell is also strong. I'm afraid you won't be able to eat after seeing it."

The little scholar thought it was reasonable, quickly took the cloth towel and washed his face in the sink: "Then I'll wait for you to come back."

Xue Yinsong went out and turned into the bottom cabin. Although there was a window for ventilation, he was still uncomfortably bombarded by the smell. He went to the stern to get two servings of rice porridge and steamed buns, and brought them back to the cabin on a tray.

The porridge was so clear that people could be seen, the steamed buns were dry and hard, and there were yellow marks on the noodles. Xiao Xiucai scooped the bowl twice with chopsticks, and asked dully, "Is there anything else?"

Xue Yinsong knew that he was always pampered, so he coaxed him to drink half a bowl with good words.After breakfast, the little scholar continued to look out of the window with great interest, but this section of the river entered a small canyon, and there were rock walls on both sides, so he retreated back to sleep bored before noon.

The boat ride is actually very boring, the cabin is small and stuffy, the big warehouse is smelly, and the deck is very windy, but most of the day, the young master of kung fu just complained about being bored.

"Now you know what it's like to take a boat?"

The little scholar pouted, and after a while said: "This boat is not good, try another boat later."

Xue Yinsong laughed: "The big boats are almost the same, the small boats that cross the river are okay, not so boring, next time I see you still clamoring to take the boat."

The little scholar didn't take it seriously, and stubbornly thought that the boat was not good. After sitting for a long time, his legs became numb, and he yelled to go out for a while.

Thinking about the simplicity of the environment on board, Xue Yinsong told him not to cause trouble and let him out. He took a nap while he was gone, but just fell asleep in a daze.

"That water can't be eaten, can't be eaten," the little scholar was shocked and touched his nose: "I went to the stern, and there was someone washing the toilet, and there were two cooks next to me, one was washing rice and the other was carrying water, saying it was boiling water , only a few steps away from the toilet!"

Xue Yinsong said with a smile: "The water flows backwards, so what does it matter?"

The little scholar's eyes were straightened, and he said after a while: "Then if there is a boat ahead, wouldn't we be eating their shit?"

"The river is not only for people, but also for the excrement and excrement of fish," Xue Yinsong laughed.

The scholar's face turned blue, and he said after a while, "I want to drink well water."

Xue Yinsong said with a smile: "Persist for two days. If the boat is fast, we will be able to reach Nanmeng in seven days. As long as you land on the shore, you can drink spring water if you want."

"I don't want to stay here for a moment," the little scholar said with a mournful face, "Isn't the water for washing your face and feet in the morning and evening full of other people's urine and feces, as well as food... um... I want to vomit..."

Xue Yinsong hurriedly said: "Did you catch the cold from the river wind in the morning? Although the wind is not strong, it is easy to get sick with moisture. Quickly add some clothes."

Little Xiucai added an unlined garment, her complexion became even more ugly, and she lay on the bed without speaking.

Xue Yinsong had no choice but to flip through the two books he brought in the package and hand them over. Xiucai took them and flipped through them casually, and fell asleep with his head tilted after turning a few pages.

After eating and drinking like this for seven and a half days, the old man Tu finally knocked on the door in the evening: "Guest officer, I can arrive in Nanmeng at midnight today, and I am going to deliver the goods overnight."

Xue Yinsong hurriedly jumped up and opened the door, only to see the old man Tu standing at the door with a long stick of dry tobacco with a smile in his hand: "Okay, finally here, squatting in the warehouse for the past few days is almost moldy."

Old Man Tu walked in, saw Xiucai sickly lying on the bed and smiled, "This is the first time for this little brother to take a boat? Hehe, it seems like we get used to it after walking a lot."

"Hey, he has been on the road for several days, and he can't eat or sleep. It's really worrying." Xue Yinsong sat down with him: "If you don't ask him to come, he wants to come again."

Old Man Tu laughed and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to take a boat if I invite him to sit this time." Little Xiucai interrupted after hearing this: "No more boats, no more boats!"

Old Man Tu laughed: "Don't bother me, you two, go to bed early at night, and I will send someone to summon you when you land on the shore."

Xue Yinsong sent the man away, but turned his head with a worried look on his face: "Go ashore at night and ask a doctor, I think your face is not right, maybe you are suffering from the cold."

The little scholar responded casually, and leaned on the bed to read a book without much energy.

The temperature changed suddenly in the evening, and soon after it got dark, there was heavy fog. They had entered the Fuchun River five days ago, which was already a canal channel. Such a thick fog locked the river, which is really a rare sight.

Xue Yinsong has 2 tans of rice, and it will take at least 3-[-] hours to get off the boat. If there is a delay, he will be half a day late tomorrow.

The night was quiet and only the river was flowing slowly. After half an hour, the big ship finally slipped out of the thick fog and sailed into the port.

Nanmeng is one of the four major towns in Zhaozhou, and the town is slightly larger than Deyang. They just stopped anchoring when they heard someone on the shore holding a torch and asking, "Does this batch of ships have the goods of Master Nanmengzha?"

The boatman responded, only to hear a burst of yelling from the shore, and a dozen sleepy-eyed porters came out of the nearby wooden house one after another.

Both of Xue Yinsong didn't sleep, and when the ship docked, they walked down the gangplank. Zha Jin and Qiang Zi were waiting on the pier, seeing him rushing up: "You are really on time. I heard that the waterway is foggy tonight, why not?" Said that it might be a day late, and we planned to wait another two hours before going to bed."

Xue Yinsong said with a smile: "The boatman is great, but it has nothing to do with me."

Zha Jin hurriedly said a few words to the person next to him, and the supervisor was busy directing people to carry and pile them up.Qiangzi saw the scholar coming out crookedly, and hurriedly said, "Young Master Pei is tired, there is hot water for the bed, I will lead you there."

Xue Yinsong couldn't wait to ask: "How is Tianba Village?"

Zha Jin beamed with joy: "We can count as a hit. The 1000 tans of rice in front were transported, and the villagers shared more than [-] tans in a day. We did not go to the city according to your order, but some people have relatives in the city. Introducing, there are relatives, relatives and neighbors, neighbors and acquaintances... a lot of people came here, and they informed each other that there were about a thousand people coming. There simply isn’t enough to sell.”

Xue Yinsong patted him on the shoulder excitedly: "Good guy, I originally wanted to infiltrate the city through this method, but I didn't expect you to do it first."

Zha Jin laughed and said, "We just met by chance. In short, all three thousand tans of rice were sold out. Many people came later, but we persuaded them to come back ten days later."

Xue Yinsong pondered for a moment and said: "If you sell another boat like this, the rice shop in the city will definitely get the news. I'm still hesitating whether to confront them head-on."

Zha Jin is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, so he replied proudly: "What are you afraid of, we will neither steal nor rob, and all we do is regular business."

Xue Yinsong said with a smile: "This is different. This is stealing the business of the local rice shop. Well, there are still two days left. Let me think about it."

The unloading didn't end until early in the morning, and several people were exhausted, washed up and rolled to bed, Xue Yinsong went into the room and got under the quilt, and the place where he stretched out his hands was scorching hot, and when he looked closely at Xiao Xiucai's eyes closed, his face was flushed and he had a high fever .

This frightened him quite a lot. In the era of lack of western medicine and antibiotics, getting sick is a big deal, and it must not be sloppy.He stretched out his hand and felt that the temperature was not low. He reckoned it was 38 or 39 degrees. It was a pity that there was no thermometer, so he got up and twisted a cloth towel and put it on his forehead to cool down.

The scholar didn't know how long he had been in a coma, and the little clothes on his body were also soaked. Xue Yinsong hurriedly lifted the quilt, took off the clothes of the scholar, changed into a cloth jacket, and twisted two towels to wipe his arms and face.

The high fever will not subside for a while, Xue Yinsong thought to himself that it would be impossible if he didn't take medicine, so he hurriedly asked Qiangzi to call a doctor, and then went to the kitchen to ask for a bottle of Erguotou, and wiped it on Xiucai's two feet with a clean cloth towel. The inside of the arm cooled down, and the strong smell of alcohol wafted from the room for a while.

The little scholar woke up, drowsy and uncomfortable at the same time, and kept emphasizing: "I'm so hot, am I sick, don't prescribe bitter medicine."

It's not easy to ask for a doctor in the middle of the night, Qiang Zi dragged someone back after a long time, the old doctor is probably six or seventy years old, with gray hair and a white beard and a sullen face.

Xue Yinsong welcomed him into the room politely. Seeing that the patient was seriously ill, the old gentleman felt his pulse and pondered for a while and wrote a small prescription: "Fever first, this prescription is a commonly used medicine. Eat for two."

Xue Yinsong thanked him for sending the old man away, and Qiangzi took another prescription and took medicine. It was already dawn when the three medicines were boiled and placed on the table.

Fortunately, the medicine was very effective. After drinking the medicine twice, the fever subsided by nightfall. Xiao Xiucai just felt uncomfortable and felt pain all over her body, and she couldn't sleep well in bed.

Xue Yinsong's eyes were red from the boil, seeing that he had finally returned to normal body temperature, he fell asleep for a full sleep.

The warehouse at the wharf is calculated on a daily basis, Xue Yinsong didn't dare to delay, and immediately asked Zhajin and Qiangzi to load the car according to the original plan and wait until tomorrow morning to leave the city.

Xiaoxiu finally woke up in the middle of the night. Seeing Xue Yinsong sleeping on one side, she got up and poured water to drink. Who would have thought that the illness would be so severe that she fell asleep for a day and had weakness in limbs, so she fell down and sat down as soon as she got up.

Xue Yinsong woke up with a start and quickly helped him to lie down and said, "Do you want to eat, I'll bring it for you."

The little scholar shook his head, and a hoarse voice came out of his dry throat: "I, I want to drink water."

Xue Yinsong hurriedly poured some water to feed him, Xiao Xiucai was very thirsty, he drank two bowls in one go before wiping his mouth and said, "How long have I been asleep?"

"It's almost a day."

"Still...still in Nanmeng?"

Xue Yinsong put away the water bowl, touched his forehead and said, "Yes, let's get down and rest, we will stay for a few more days, and we will leave after you recover from illness."

The little scholar refused: "It doesn't matter if you have a minor illness, the most important thing is to hurry. Isn't Deyang very urgent?"

"I asked Zhajin and Qiangzi to escort the car first. We will stop for two days before leaving. There will be no delay."

Xiucai disagreed, and thought about it: "Boil all the medicine and put it in a jar, and drink it on the way." The two argued for a few words, and Xue Yinsong was afraid that he would waste his energy and perfunctoryly agreed, but the result was that he couldn't pass it in the early morning of the second day. Living in trouble, I had to go to Deyang with the grain truck.