Portable Space: Small Peasant Girls Farm to Get Rich

Chapter 59
Liu Qingcao was silent, and when she left the space, the room was pitch black.

Liu Qingcao understood that the time in this space is different from the time outside.

She groped in the dark and came to the old man Niu's bed, reached out and touched his forehead, but there was no sign of fever.

"This old man's life is really hard, he is still alive like this."

The corners of Liu Qingcao's mouth raised, and she teased, she came to the kitchen, lit the oil lamp, and suddenly there was light in the dark night, which made Liu Qingcao's hair glow softly.

Liu Qingcao took out the spiritual spring from the space.

The spirit spring in the bowl is used to feed the old man Niu, and the spirit spring in the basin is used to wash the old man Niu's wounds.

Holding the Lingquan, Liu Qingcao went into the house, gently helped the unconscious old man Niu up, and fed the Lingquan into his mouth little by little.

The ability to actively swallow this time is stronger than last time.

Liu Qingcao fed him half a bowl, and he stopped drinking. Liu Qingcao helped him to lie down, soaked the towel in the basin, and began to unravel the cloth strips, taking them off layer by layer, revealing the herbs that had been applied during the day. Mixed with blood and water, it was sticky and made people sick to look at.

Liu Qingcao suppressed the discomfort in her stomach, cleaned up the herbs, soaked the cloth strips with spiritual spring water, and began to gently wipe his wound. After wiping, she found that the old man's wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. Seeing the miraculous effect, Qingcao didn't dare to use more spiritual spring water for him.

"My mother, this effect is too good, no, I have to add some warm water to mix."

Liu Qingcao swallowed her saliva, opened her mouth in a daze, turned around and went to the kitchen to fetch a large basin of boiling water, and poured it into it.

half an hour.

After wiping the wound, Liu Qingcao sprinkled anti-inflammatory and hemostatic herbal powder on the healed area, picked up a clean cloth, and began to re-bandage the old man Niu.

After working for an hour, Liu Qingcao brought a stool, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at the old man Niu. After feeding the Lingquan, the old man Niu looked much better, no longer pale, and his brows also relaxed.

Looking at this old face, Liu Qingcao closed her eyes resignedly.

After all, she has mixed feelings in her heart, and she doesn't mind cooperating with an old man, and it's okay to be with him as an elder.

hand in hand?

The hand in hand on the yellow paper, what kind of hand in hand, Liu Qingcao pondered carefully in her mind.

It's okay if they help each other, but if she is really allowed to marry him, then her life will be exhausted, until the old man runs out of oil and the lamp burns out!

Liu Qingcao hummed unconvinced, opened her eyes, patted her arm, and walked towards the small bed.

Old man Niu's injury was no longer serious, so Liu Qingcao didn't have to worry anymore, so he boldly fell asleep.

"water……"

"Huh?" Liu Qingcao heard the voice, opened her eyes, and sat up on the cot.

"Uncle Niu?" Liu Qingcao came to the old man's bed, heard him call for water, thought he was awake.

Liu Qingcao walked over and called him, but he didn't respond. Seeing that his lips were chapped, she released a small pot of spiritual spring, mixed with warm water, and fed it to him.

After drinking the water, the old man Niu fell asleep again, and Liu Qingcao saw that the sky outside the door had begun to light up slightly, so he reckoned that he could get up and make breakfast.

In the kitchen, Liu Qingcao added Lingquan water to boil a pot of rice porridge, warmed a bowl for the old man Niu, and asked Pan Yong and the others to feed him some if he woke up.

Luo Shiyuan left, the old man Niu was injured again, no one delivered her goods, so she had to drive the bullock cart to the town by herself.

In the town, a lot of children and relatives came out these days, most of them went to Jinxiu cloth shop to pack dolls. Although Mrs. Guo was very busy, she always had a faint smile on her mouth.

Shen Xiuniang told her that Mrs. Guo was happier these days than at any other time in these years. In the past years, when the autumn harvest came, Mrs. Guo would lock herself in the house for a few days for no reason, and no one would come out.

But they are worried about the group, but within two days, she will come out of the room with a thick layer of powder on her face. Anyone who understands knows how bad the complexion will be under the powder.

Liu Qingcao frowned when she heard it. Mrs. Guo looked optimistic and cheerful. She had changed so much suddenly. She must have encountered something. She guessed it was a business matter. She couldn't make a judgment, and it was even more impossible to say that she would ask someone else. She was not stupid, why would she just ask someone about their personal affairs?

Hui Bailou, Liu Qingcao has not come for a long time, as soon as she entered the building, Ge Hongshan greeted her.

"Qingcao, how long has it been since you came, the family is very busy?"

"Uncle Ge, I'm a little busy. Don't you plan to harvest rice now? I want to clear up my wasteland before the villagers are busy, so that I can grow vegetables and fruits."

Liu Qingcao's eyebrows and eyes were crooked with a smile, and Ge Hongshan was also affected by her smile, showing a cheerful look.

"He is a discerning person. He knows that buying land and land is the most valuable business. By the way, Qingcao, August [-]th is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Every year at this time, every restaurant will launch a new Mid-Autumn dish. This year our restaurant relies on you. After one dish, business is booming.

The boss above asked me to ask you if you have any new dishes, if you have any, the boss is willing to give you [-]% profit..."

Ge Hongshan looked at Liu Qingcao with a pair of shrewd eyes, Liu Qingcao immediately shook his head, but quickly nodded again.

Ge Hongshan was quite disappointed at first, but when he looked at Liu Qingcao and nodded, his heart was filled with hope again.

"Qingcao, what are you?"

"Uncle Ge, there are still some days before the Mid-Autumn Festival. After the rice is harvested, I will spare some time to make it. When it is feasible, I will bring it for you to taste." Liu Qingcao didn't say anything, because Ge Hongshan had already said, This dish was prepared for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and now she can't sell it, but Hui Bailou's owner has caught her eye.

"Okay, Qingcao can't forget, if you forget, I will remind you in advance."

"Understood, Uncle Gerrard, I won't forget it, don't worry, even if I don't, I will tell you in advance, yes, Uncle Gerrard, the restaurant itself has to make preparations, lest I don't have any new dishes when the time comes Come out, there is no restaurant, wouldn't it be a joke."

"Haha, don't worry, Qingcao, Uncle Ge naturally understands this." Ge Hongshan laughed to cover up his mistake.

Liu Qingcao hooked her lips slightly, and nodded in agreement:

"Of course, Uncle Gerrard is counted. Uncle Gerrard, please do your work first, and I will leave first."

After Liu Qingcao left Huibailou and went to buy pigs, she didn't stay in the town any longer. Although the old man Niu's condition had stabilized, it was the first time she used Lingquan water. She didn't know what to do. Look, in case something goes wrong, it is better to treat it in time.

In the north room of Liujiang River.

The old man Niu woke up shortly after Liu Qingcao went out.

The old man Niu looked at himself being wrapped round and round, his eyes were as gentle as water.

When he was in a coma, he vaguely felt someone rubbing against his wound. Although the force was very light, he still felt the pain. Some are crispy and itchy, as if the wound is healing quickly.

The old man Niu didn't make a sound when he woke up, and Pan Yong in the yard didn't know that he had woken up.

The old man Niu tried to raise his hand to remove the quilt from his body. He thought that this small movement would be very difficult, so he pulled the quilt with great strength.

"Hula~" The cyan quilt was directly thrown to the ground by him.

The old man Niu was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand in front of his eyes, clenched his fist, and stretched it out again. After repeating it several times, he was sure that his injured arm was no longer serious. His hands are stronger than before.

"This hand can also move, the leg is injured, can this leg move?"

The old man Niu tried to raise his legs, "Hiss!"

The injury on this leg, under his strong pulling, opened a hole in the place that was about to heal, and the pain made him gasp.

(End of this chapter)