Acting as a fine lady in the era, leading a rough man to make a fortune

It was still the same gong the next day.

Fu Huaian dragged his tired body to get up from the bamboo bed, and put on his own clothes.

Fortunately, the pain in the back is much stronger than yesterday, and a thin film has formed on the back.

Clothes still feel pain when they are next to this layer of skin, which must be much better than yesterday.

Fu Huai'an looked at Chen An'an who was still deeply asleep and said nothing.

She just reached out and brushed the loose hair on her face behind her ears.

He touched her cheek lightly, then withdrew his hand, turned and left.

During the day today, when Chen An'an got up and wanted to go to the mountain again, unexpectedly the women next door shook their heads.

Only then did Chen An'an realize that they didn't go to the mountain every day.

The casualty rate on the main mountain is too high, and no one knows whether they will step on a landmine, so they will control the number of times to reduce casualties.

Unable to go to the mountains, Chen An'an felt a little idle in the house.

She tries not to cook during the day.

Considering that there is only such a small bag of potatoes between her and Fu Huai'an.

Although you can buy potatoes yourself, you can't use them unless you have to.

Chen Anan's stomach growled all day long.

Hardly endured the hunger, eagerly looking forward to the dark.

Finally when it was dark, Chen An'an hurried out of the house when he heard the sound of footsteps.

Only then did he realize that Fu Huai'an came back not only by himself, but also brought two people with him.

The two men are not tall. To be honest, Burmese men and women are not tall, they are dark, thin and small.

Fu Huai'an walked in with two people talking and laughing. When he saw Chen An'an, he muttered something.

Chen Anan's translator can understand.

Fu Huai'an was introducing the two of them.

Fu Huai'an pulled Chen An'an aside, and said something in a low voice.

Only then did Chen Anan realize that these two people were actually the two foremen in the mine.

It looks inconspicuous, but these two foremen manage a lot of workers. Although they also work, they obviously have more privileges than Fu Huai'an.

"I named them the eldest and the second, so they were distinguished by numbers.

The name is not good. "

Fu Huai'an invited the two of them into the house, and they sat there watching the couple whispering.

Fu Huai'an's voice was very low, so they didn't realize that Fu Huai'an was not speaking Burmese.

"The boss' leg was hit by a stone.

It's not broken, but there has been a wound on the leg for a long time, and I heard that it is very rotten.

The boss has kept it a secret, because he is afraid that the people above will know that the final result of such an injury is very miserable.

Generally, if you can't go to the mine to work, you will just throw it into the mountains to fend for yourself. "

"Even the foreman is not good, in the eyes of these mine owners.

The foreman is nothing more than a small leader who manages these workers.

In their eyes, these people are not human beings, at best they are treated a little better. "

"What about the other one?"

"The other one is the same as mine, it's repeated on the back. After the injury, the wound is festering and the pain is unbearable.

There is no medicine. "

"We don't have any medicine either. I said I went to the mountains to collect herbs, but I haven't had a chance to go today."

"There is no need to go to the mountains, they have herbs in their hands.

Since they are foremen, they have some special treatment.

This mine has a medical room.

But those herbs in the medical room can only be brought out by the foreman. "

Hearing this, Chen An'an felt relieved. Of course it's a good thing that he doesn't have to risk his life to pick herbs.

Started to examine the wounds of the two men.

When the man's pants were rolled up, revealing the wound on his leg, Chen An'an frowned for a moment.

I have to admit that the man's wound is actually not that big.

At most, it was a finger-wide wound, but it was very deep, and the skin was torn apart.

It should be some days after the injury, the wound has suppurated.

The wound was filled with yellow pus, exuding an unpleasant smell.

The rotting flesh had already enlarged the wound, and it had been a long time since it looked like this.

Chen An'an did not speak, and took out the acupuncture bag.

He brought over the disinfectant and a basin of water, and pointed to the dagger at the man's waist. Naturally, outsiders should not know that the couple had weapons.

The man looked at it, and immediately understood, and hurriedly took off the dagger.

After hesitating for a moment, he handed it to Chen An'an.

Chen An'an quickly put silver needles on him, and as expected, after putting on the silver needles, the man's expression became much more comfortable.

Just now he was frowning, but now his brows are relaxed, and there is surprise in his eyes.

There was a chatter on the phone there, and Chen An'an probably understood the meaning, that is, he didn't expect it to be so miraculous.

The man's wound was healed quickly, and the man didn't feel any pain with the help of silver needles.

Among the herbs brought by the man, Chen An'an discerned for a long time, and found a few herbs that he could use.

Smash the medicine and apply it externally on the wound.

The wound was tied tightly with cloth strips.

He picked out a few more herbs and asked Fu Huaian to cook them on the stove outside.

He also helped to treat another person's wound, and the other person's wound was obviously much easier.

It was comparable to Fu Huai'an's wound, and there was no major problem. Basically, as long as it was kept dry after cleaning, it should be easier to recover.

After the two drank the herbal medicine at their place, they left.

After sending the two of them away, the two of them ate some potatoes, and the smell of the medicine in the room was almost gone before it was considered a rest.

The next day, Fu Huai'an still went to work on time.

Fu Huai'an can basically earn fifty cents a day working in the mine, which is considered outstanding among the workers.

The two foremen will come to their house to drink herbs every day in the following days.

After all, they can't cook, and they don't know which herbs to use.

Out of gratitude, they will send some potatoes or radishes from time to time.

Of course, Fu Huai'an's work in the mine has changed, from carrying stones with a cart to being a supervisor.

It's the kind of thug who holds a whip and supervises with a stick.

Fu Huai'an has been quietly observing, looking for opportunities, how can he send a letter out?
It is definitely not a solution for the two to be trapped here now.

Soon the opportunity will come.

One day, the mine owner's daughter appeared in the mine for some unknown reason.

Although this eldest lady is the daughter of the mine, she is quite rough and wears a military uniform.

Like a man, with neat short hair, but with a more heroic appearance.

People here are generally dark.

Like a warlord, wearing boots, holding a whip in his hand, and a gun on his waist.