Farmer’s Little Girl

   Chapter 695

  Man Bao pasted up the white paper, then squatted aside to grind Bai Shan, and demanded: "My Zhou characters should be written a bit larger."

  Bai Shan said that there was no problem. He chose a pen, dipped the ink and wrote a special and beautiful "Zhou" character, and then wrote the name of Ji Shitang after a stroke.

   Madoka: ...Where can it be written like this?

  However, he took a look and found that this was pretty good, so he also ran to take the other two signs, "Master Bai, you write our two signs too."

  Bai Shan looked at his writing with satisfaction after finishing the pen, and generously accepted the two signs, and asked: "Except for Doctor Ji, who is the other doctor?"

   Madoka: "It's our shopkeeper."

  Man Bao helped paste the paper, Bai Shan put down his pen to help, and asked, "Will Doctor Xiao Ji come?"

"Doctor Xiao Ji is looking at the shop," Xiaoyuan looked around and whispered: "Our shopkeeper said that most of the symptoms of these refugees are mixed together, but the medicine list given by the county government It’s only a little bit, then how to treat it, it’s very particular about how to treat it. I am afraid that Dr. Ji is not experienced enough, so I won’t come for the time being."

After talking, Xiaoyuan looked at Man Bao and said, "Miss Man, the shopkeeper said, if you can't find a substitute medicine when you prescribe, you might as well write a note and pass it out. I will help you send it to Dr. Ji and the shopkeeper for reference. ."

  Manbao said that there is no problem.

  If the prescribed medicine is not on the medicine list, it will not make much sense to the patient.

  Because they can afford medicines, they basically won’t be reluctant to pay for those few cents for medical treatment.

   Approaching evening, when it was getting dark, everyone finished all their work, and Man Bao helped his waist to climb into the carriage and sit down.

  Wei Ting moved with the refugees who had been recruited, but felt that his hands and feet were not his own.

  He also climbed into his own carriage, and didn't even have the strength to talk to Bai Shan, so he just waved his hand and left.

  Bai Shan sat next to Man Bao, took another look at the neatly arranged wooden sheds outside, nodded in satisfaction, and said, "Yes, do you need my help after school tomorrow?"

  Mr. Zhuang, who got in the car early, rubbed his waist and said, "I want to come, you can read, just in time to help count the medicinal materials."

  He sighed: "Have you seen someone waiting already? I'm afraid some will be busy tomorrow."

Man Bao turned his head and looked outside, and saw that there were already a lot of people sitting on the side of the road. Some of them were in ragged clothes and directly hugged a pile of hay to cover themselves, while others were dragging a large dress to cover them. Or shrunk in a tattered quilt.

Shirazen and Shirajiro also turned their heads to look outside the car, and fell silent for a while.

  Mr. Zhuang also looked out the window, was silent, until he entered the city, the people on the road disappeared, and when he entered the city, there was a lot of prosperity inside.

  A shop lit a lantern at the door, and together with the crescent moon in the sky, it barely illuminated the street, and the carriage swayed forward.

  The farther you go, the more pedestrians there are on the road, but much less than during the day. They are all people who come out at night to play or drink.

The heavy bell rang. This is the closing bell of the city gate. It will knock twelve times. The gate will begin to close at the tenth one, and when the twelfth falls, the gate will be almost completely closed. NS.

  There will be a period of time between the chime and the chime, giving people time to react.

  None of the people waiting along the road outside the city came in.

  A city gate separates the people of the two worlds, but it used to be passively separated, but today it is people outside the city who actively do not enter the city.

  The three of them were young. Although they were in a heavy mood, they only took a while, and they were quickly attracted by the bustle of the street.

  Mr. Zhuang has been looking at the lively silence outside the window.

  Man Bao sensed that her husband was in a bad mood, and couldn’t help asking: "Sir, what’s the matter with you?"

Mr. Zhuang retracted his gaze and looked at the three students who were looking at him with concern and said: "As a teacher, I remembered when I was young. At that time, the gate of Yizhou City was open all night. Unless there was a war, it would never be closed. "

  The three were surprised, "Is the city gate still closed?"

Mr. Zhuang smiled and said: "Of course, in big cities like Yizhou, Taiyuan, and Luoyang, the gates are generally open for twelve hours. Only the market is closed and the movement of people is prohibited. Only the middle and small cities will be closed. City gate, in case of thieves."

  Man Bao: "When did Yizhou City start to close?"

"It was about ten years ago. Now the people in Yizhou City, as well as the merchants who come and go, are all used to it." Mr. Zhuang looked out the window with complicated eyes, and said softly: "I didn't think there was anything wrong with closing the city gate before. Okay, but just now, my teacher suddenly felt that once the city gate was closed, the inside and outside of the city became two worlds. But it is strange that whether it is inside or outside the city, isn't it the country of my great promotion?"

  Man Bao and Bai Shan didn't speak, and Bai Erlang didn't know what to say, so the car fell silent.

  When the four masters and apprentices were silent, the carriage stopped, Da Ji jumped out of the carriage, opened the curtain and said, "Sir, master, we are home."

Mr. Zhuang smiled and waved: "Get off."

  Sitting outside, Bai Erlang jumped out of the carriage first, and then smelled a fragrant meat scent, Bai Shan and Man Bao jumped down, then turned to help her husband down.

  The four masters and apprentices all smelled the smell of meat.

   Hearing the movement, Chu Lang ran out of the kitchen, and when he saw them he smiled and said: "You are finally back, I still wonder if I want to find you."

   "Four brother, what is so fragrant?"

"Oh, it's mutton," Chu Lang narrowed his eyes with a smile, and said triumphantly: "I ran into merchants from the Western Regions on my way back. They drove a group of sheep over, and some of their feet were broken. I killed the meat and sold it. I thought the meat was good, so I bought some and cooked it with the aniseed. Now the weather is just getting cold, and it's best to eat lamb."

  Man Bao ran into the kitchen to look. Aunt Rong was in charge of the spoon, while Zhou Lijun squatted on the ground to burn, and there was a half-cut leg of lamb on the cutting board beside him. Obviously this job was done by Chu Lang.

  Aunt Rong saw the three little masters rushing into the kitchen, and immediately chased them, "You guys go out, you won’t be able to stand in the kitchen."

   Seeing the three of them staring at the cooing pot, they smiled and said: "The hot water is ready, the master and the ladies will wash first, the washing is complete, and the food is ready."

She said: "In fact, the food has been heated up again, and you never come back. On Thursday, I brought two large shanks of lamb back. I just wanted to add a big dish to you. It just happens that you will be busy these few days. , You can make one up."

  Man Bao nodded repeatedly, "It's going to be cold, it's going to be autumn fat."

  Bai Shan couldn’t help but look at her, “You think you’re a cow, Qiuzao, it’s better to eat less lamb.”

   Bai Erlang said: "Then you eat less, I will eat your portion for you."

  Man Bao: "I will eat for you too."

  Bai Shan snorted: "No, thank you!"

Good night

  (End of this chapter)