A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Song Qinghan nodded in understanding. If this matter were placed in modern times, it would be absolutely impossible to happen, but in ancient times when information was blocked, it would be a good way to make a fortune.

Seeing that Song Qinghan could understand his own words, Wu Dahu continued: "But that road is not so easy to walk. If you take the big road, you will pass a bandit den after all. If you have less luggage, you won't be targeted. The key is things like fur. At least there are two big carts, which will definitely attract the attention of bandits. If you take a small road, the road is full of forests and hillsides, and it is easy to encounter wild animals. I heard that there was a wolf king in that mountain. Wolves. Therefore, the choice of route is a headache."

"Laifu has already recruited two people, and with him, there are three people. We are going to set off when the team increases to five people."

Song Qinghan was startled, and frowned, "Have they decided which path to choose? Apart from Laifu, are the other two people good at kung fu?"

Seeing that he didn't refuse directly, Wu Dahu knew that there was still room for negotiation on this matter, so he explained: "They want to connect the main road and the small road, take a section of the main road, and turn to the small road when they are about to reach the bandit's den. After getting away from the bandit's den, walk from the small path to the main road. In addition, the other people Laifu found were all skilled in fighting, after all, he has no kung fu at all, and he is on the road in person, so he naturally hopes that someone can protect him comprehensively."

Song Qinghan nodded, but his face was still not very good-looking, and he continued to ask: "If the main road and the small road are so easy to connect, why don't others do it? To put it bluntly, if you first avoid the bandit's den, and second, you don't avoid it. Beast, how can this be good?"

This is also Wu Dahu's concern, so he didn't say anything to comfort Song Qinghan, and said in a deep voice: "This risk is indeed unavoidable, but I heard from Laifu that one of the two men he brought had once held the The dart of a road knows some tricks, but after all, it’s been a while since he took the dart, and I don’t know if those tricks will come in handy.”

Song Qinghan could tell that although Wu Dahu was not biased when he stated these things, if he didn't want to go, he wouldn't tell him so much at all. All aspects of the matter were laid out, not only to let himself make a choice, but also to facilitate his smooth thinking.

He thought for a moment, then asked calmly: "Have you ever calculated how much money you can make at least by making this trip?"

Wu Dahu paused, as if the answer was already on his lips, and blurted out: "Laifu and I take the lead, and we can earn 500 taels of silver for a trip."

Song Qinghan opened his eyes slightly, and confirmed: "We earn 500 taels together, but you can get 500 taels by yourself?"

A smile flashed across Wu Dahu's eyes, and he said affirmatively, "Only I can get 500 taels of silver."

Song Qinghan gasped, thinking, no wonder he was as calm as Wu Dahu, and he still wanted to take a trip into this muddy water even though he knew that the purchase was dangerous.

He thought for a while, and said strangely: "Isn't that right? How did you get 500 taels of silver? Didn't Laifu only pay five taels of silver for your bear skin? If you do the math, 500 taels of silver is one hundred bear skins. Pi, you have to transport at least five hundred bear skins to let you share so much, right?"

Five hundred bear skins, that's five hundred bears, it's scary to think about it.

Wu Dahu laughed suddenly, and when he met Song Qinghan's angry eyes, he coughed lightly and explained with a smile: "Five taels of silver is the price of fresh bear skin, if it is processed into clothes and the like, 50 taels of silver is the price. Silver can also be sold, not to mention, bear skin is not the most valuable fur, if it is a high-quality fox fur, 1000 taels of silver can also be sold, but this kind of fur is relatively rare, and we do not expect to meet it, so it is counted It’s always based on the worst-case scenario.”

Hearing what he said, Song Qinghan suddenly realized.

Fur and things made of fur are roughly equivalent to cloth and ready-made clothing, and there are huge profits in it.

However, he still didn't understand a little bit, so he couldn't help asking: "Then what are you buying made of fur, or fur? If it's fur, how do you process it?"

Seeing that Song Qinghan's questions were all on point, Wu Dahu nodded in relief, and said affirmatively: "We went to buy fur, but Laifu has a method of processing fur, so he bought our bear skin , when it is processed, the price will increase by more than ten times.”

A flash of understanding flashed across Song Qinghan's face, and he thought to himself, no wonder Laifu, a powerless person, is willing to take such a huge risk to get into the fur. It turns out that he has mastered the most critical technology, As long as there are materials, it can be realized infinitely.

Seeing that Song Qinghan had not raised any objections so far, Wu Dahu was overjoyed and asked tentatively, "How? Do you think I can join them?"

Song Qinghan thought about this matter from the beginning to the end, and felt that the risk and benefit were about [-] to [-] percent, and carefully speaking, the risk still prevailed.

If he followed his heart, he would naturally not want Wu Dahu to go, but...

He looked at the anticipation in Wu Dahu's eyes, and suddenly he couldn't say no.

As a man, he has an adventurous spirit in his bones. Even he once took huge risks and insisted on using unconventional surgical methods.

He can still recall his joy when the operation was successful. It was a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment emanating from the depths of his heart, which cannot be replaced by anything.

Seeing Song Qinghan's hesitation, Wu Dahu probably understood his entanglement. After sighing silently, he said in a low voice: "Forget it, your delivery date is approaching, so I still won't go. If anything happens, you and I will Regret for the rest of my life..."

Song Qinghan pursed his lips, suddenly feeling guilty.

His starting point is correct, he wants Wu Dahu to be well, and this family is well, but if Wu Dahu is trapped in this small world in the name of love, what is the difference between him and the perpetrator?

Over time, even if Wu Dahu doesn't complain about him, he will lose his fighting spirit and dreams in this day-to-day boring life, and become a mediocre walking dead.

Just when Wu Dahu was going to fetch water to wash Song Qinghan's body, Song Qinghan suddenly said: "Go."

Wu Dahu raised his head suddenly, thinking he had heard it wrong, he confirmed, "What? What did you just say?"

Seeing the anticipation in his eyes, Song Qinghan smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and said word by word: "I said, if you want to go, go with Laifu."

Wu Dahu stretched out his hand, and suddenly hugged Song Qinghan into his arms, and said firmly, "Okay! Don't worry, I will go back early and make sure I won't get hurt!"

Song Qinghan stuck to Wu Dahu's chest in astonishment, and after hearing the rhythmic heartbeat from his chest, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he said softly, "Mm! I believe you."

Before the sound of his heart beat out of rhythm, Wu Dahu let go of his hand, coughed lightly, and said "I'll fetch water" before turning around and entering the kitchen.

If Song Qinghan was in front of Wu Dahu at this time, he would be surprised how his face turned so red.

But Song Qinghan's brows and eyes were crooked at this time, immersed in the happiness of being "bear hugged" just now, how could he have time to pay attention to Wu Dahu's face?

The sweet atmosphere lasted until before going to bed. After getting into bed, Song Qinghan blinked and said in a low voice, "Your wounds are no longer bleeding, so come sleep here after scrubbing your body, the bed over there is too hard gone."

Wu Dahu originally wanted to refute that the bed board over there was not hard, but as soon as his eyes touched Song Qinghan's shining eyes, he swallowed the words that came to his lips in a strange way, nodded indiscriminately, turned and walked out the door.

When he was scrubbing his body, he had been thinking about what Song Qinghan said just now.

Are you afraid of sleeping alone?No, he also slept alone before.

Do you think it's too cold to sleep alone?It's not right, it was obviously burned, but he just touched it, and it was hot, definitely warmer than his body.

Could it be... that's what it means?

His hand slipped, the towel fell into the water, and the splash almost touched his wound.

Whether it was because of his own guessing or his own mistakes, he didn't dare to wander anymore. After scrubbing his body intently, he walked into the room.

When Song Qinghan saw his appearance, he stretched out his hand with a strange expression, and touched his forehead.

"Why are your eyes a little out of focus? Is it a fever?"

When Wu Dahu was touched by Song Qinghan's hand, he shuddered for some reason, shook his head and denied, "No, I don't have a fever."

Song Qinghan lifted a corner of the quilt, patted the place beside him, and invited: "Then come to sleep quickly, there are still a lot of things to do tomorrow."

Wu Dahu got into the bed slowly, and when he turned his head, he saw Song Qinghan's clear eyes, his throat slipped, and finally he couldn't help it, and whispered: "Xiaohan, I heard that after six It's best not to have that after a month..."

His voice was as soft as a mosquito, and Song Qinghan didn't hear the second part at all. He moved his face to Wu Dahu's direction and asked, "What? What did you hear?"

Unexpectedly, his action startled Wu Dahu, thinking that he wanted to "contact" further, he grabbed the quilt tightly, closed his eyes, and said loudly as if he was going all out: "I heard people say that after six months You can't mess around anymore, or the fetus will be unstable."