Song Yun said, "The situation will not remain unchanged. You should prepare well. One day, your pharmacy will reopen."
The old man also longed for that day and believed that such a day would come, so in these years, he never stopped storing medicinal materials, nor did he waste a moment of what he had learned throughout his life. He was always trying to improve his medical skills in every possible way, just hoping that one day he could use them.
The two chatted for a long time and got along very well. There was a feeling that they had met too late, and both sides regarded each other as a soulmate.
When making the ointment, Song Yun did not avoid the old man, but the old man was embarrassed to watch and found an excuse to avoid him.
It takes a long time to make the plaster. By noon, the old man still hadn't returned. Song Yun went to the kitchen and found that the ingredients in the kitchen were quite complete, including rice and noodles. There were a dozen eggs and a piece of bacon in the kitchen cabinet, and there were also some seasonal vegetables in the vegetable garden outside.
This is the good thing about the South: even in winter, you can eat fresh vegetables from the fields.
The ointment was still being boiled in the yard outside. Song Yun didn't do anything complicated. She just kneaded the dough and let it rest while keeping an eye on the fire in the medicine stove. She also had to stir it from time to time to prevent it from sticking to the pot.
When the dough was almost done, she turned off half of the fire in the medicine stove and simmered it over the lowest heat. After making sure that the pot would not get sticky in a short time, she took the dough into the kitchen.
The fire outside was directly put into the stove in the kitchen, and a pot of water was boiled. The noodles were cut with a dagger and put into the pot to cook. Two eggs and a handful of vegetables were added, and the taste was simply adjusted to make it delicious.
When the noodles were out of the pot, the old man just came back from outside, carrying a basket half filled with herbs. As soon as he entered the yard, he shouted, "Yun girl, you must be hungry. I'll go get you some food. Wait a moment!"
The old man put down his backpack as he spoke, and looked around but didn't see Song Yun. Steam was still coming out of the medicine stove, and the smell of medicine was strong.
"Girl Yun?" the old man called again.
Song Yun's voice came from the kitchen, "Teacher Gu is back. I cooked noodles. Come and wash your hands and eat."
The old man hurried into the kitchen. As soon as he entered, he saw two large bowls filled with sliced noodles on the stove. Song Yun was adding oil to the wok. "I'll make some chili oil. Do you like spicy food?"
The old man swallowed and said, "Eat, I like spicy food the most, give me more."
The oil, garlic and chili peppers are so fragrant that your mouth will water.
The old man took a bite and said nothing. He had no time to say anything. He only took the time to give Song Yun a thumbs up.
Song Yun hadn't eaten such delicious chili oil for a long time. She finished a big bowl of sliced noodles and her belly was full.
"Yun girl, I didn't expect you to be such a good cook. I've had these sliced noodles before when I was in Beijing. They were very authentic. You must be from the north, right?"
Song Yun nodded. "Before I went to the countryside, I lived in Jing City. Now I'm an educated youth in a small mountain village in Lian County, Heilongjiang Province."
The old man's eyes widened. "You went to the countryside?"
"Well, it's in response to the policy. I don't have a job in the city, so going to the countryside is also good. Qinghe Village is at the foot of the Black Horse Mountain. There are abundant supplies in the mountains, so I don't have to worry about food and drink. I have also saved up a lot of medicinal herbs."
Seeing that she had no complaints about her life in the countryside and looked very happy, the old man didn't say much. He felt very sorry and originally wanted to talk to Commander Xu to get Song Yun to the military region. Even if she couldn't enter the military hospital, it would be nice for her to work in their clinic.
But Song Yun went to the countryside, so it’s not easy to do this. Forget it, let’s not mention it.
The plaster was boiled until four o'clock in the afternoon. Song Yun only took a small part of the prepared plaster and left the rest with Gu Laotou. In the future, whenever Qi Mo Nan needed to change the dressing, he could just take it to Gu Laotou. If there was any left, it could also be used by the soldiers in the military region.
The old man sent Song Yun out. Just a few steps out of the hospital gate, he met two women who were arguing with each other. The children on both sides were crying loudly, and the two women were arguing with saliva flying everywhere. If no one hadn't stopped them, they would probably have started fighting.
Listening to the voices coming and going, without even seeing the person's face, Song Yun knew that she had met an "acquaintance".
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