Chapter 57 Helping
A hint of admiration flashed in Tarrou's eyes. This man had indeed refreshed his impression of the people of the Central Plains.
"Ayao, don't mind me. Taru is a straightforward kid. He doesn't mean to look down on people from the Central Plains..."
Taru's mother scolded Taru in the local dialect, then turned around and smiled apologetically at Cheng Weiyao.
"It's okay, they're just kids, so they say whatever they want."
Cheng Weiyao was helping Taru's mother cook at the moment. Listening to the two children's chatter, she couldn't help but smile. They were mainly assigned to the two families of Taru and Uncle Som.
The Tarrou and Som families live close to each other. The Tarrou family is mainly a sheep herder, a standard family of three, while Uncle Som is a cattle herder. His daughter and son-in-law were all taken away by disasters in his early years, leaving him a lonely family.
"Xiao Niu, I'm gone. What happened to you? Xiao Niu..."
As they were talking, Uncle Som's anxious voice came from the back of the tent. Cheng Weiyao put the dishes in her hand on the chopping board beside her and hurriedly ran towards the direction of the voice.
Uncle Som was fine, but several calves fell at his feet, mooing, but they couldn't stand up.
Cows only give birth once a year, and the number of calves is limited. If one is missing, the loss will be huge for Uncle Som. He was so anxious that he wanted to give the calf artificial respiration directly.
"Master Som, please come to our house for dinner more often. Tarrou is always asking for you."
Som's mother saw it and knew very well that this situation was very common on the plains. The cattle and sheep suddenly couldn't stand up, and no one knew what disease they had. In the end, they would most likely die. The family could still afford an extra pair of chopsticks for Grandpa Som.
"I've already caused trouble for your family. I..."
Uncle Som looked at the calf beside him and couldn't help but cover his helpless face with his rough palms, while with the other hand he took out the knife from his body.
Instead of waiting to die of illness, it is better to kill it early while it is still alive and make dried meat, so as to recover some losses.
"Don't worry, I'll take a look at your calf. Maybe it can be saved. It's going to die anyway, so why not try it out?"
Cheng Weiyao strode forward and squatted beside Uncle Som, placing one hand directly on the knife he had pulled out, her eyes firm and expectant.
In modern times, she runs a Michelin restaurant, so she has to deal with raw materials such as cattle and sheep. In order to ensure the freshness and taste of the ingredients, she often goes to the ranch and has a certain understanding of the breed selection and common diseases of cattle and sheep.
"Uncle Som, the little one said his sister-in-law is amazing and knows a lot of things. Why not give it a try? At worst, you can come to my house for dinner. My mother cooks delicious food!"
Tarrou pulled the handsome Wen Chengming to stand beside Uncle Som and made a promise with a pat on his chest.
Wen Chengming blinked when he heard this, and looked at the young man beside him in disbelief. Obviously, this trust surprised him a little.
"Then I'll take care of everything, Miss Yao."
Uncle Som put his hands together and bowed to Cheng Weiyao. Now it was Cheng Weiyao's turn to feel embarrassed. Although she had never treated cattle and sheep in practice, in this situation, it would be much better to give it a try than to give up treatment directly, right?
After a brief examination of several calves, Cheng Weiyao frowned. Judging from the condition of the calves, their spinal cords were probably injured, most likely by the bull.
This would be easy to handle in modern times. Take it to a veterinary station and give it seven days of subcutaneous injections. But in ancient times, medical conditions were backward, and it was a plain...
"It's okay. The fact that I can't be cured is probably God's punishment for me. Thank you for your concern, Miss Yao."
When Uncle Som saw the worry on Cheng Weiyao's face, he knew what was going on. He sighed softly and decided to accept his fate.
Cheng Weiyao quickly searched through her brain for other treatments for spinal cord injuries in cattle. She vaguely remembered that not all ranches could rush to the veterinary station immediately, and the ranches themselves also had basic treatment methods...
"Wait, I have a trick!"
Seeing Uncle Som raising his knife with tears in his eyes and about to attack the calf, Cheng Weiyao's voice became several decibels louder, and even Taru's mother was stunned.
After all, this situation is most likely beyond recovery. Is there really any magic pill in the Central Plains that can bring the patient back to health?
"Tarrou, you know the terrain. I'll write a recipe and you can see if you can get some medicine. Tarrou's mother, do you have any grinding utensils at home?"
Cheng Weiyao began to arrange the tasks in an orderly manner. There was indeed a traditional Chinese medicine prescription that could treat bone marrow contusion in cattle. It required grinding herbs such as Poria cocos, cinnabar, and Curcuma zedoaria into powder, adding pig bile after boiling water, and taking it all at once.
Tarrou mounted his horse and soon returned with the herbs, but pig gallbladders were hard to find in the short term. Most people raised cattle and sheep, and basically no one raised pigs.
"Wild boar gall is okay? I hunted it in the border woods."
The sound of horse hooves came from far away. Wen Chengyun pulled the reins and the horse stopped not far away. Behind him was a wild boar with a sharp mouth and fangs.
"Qing, Ping, Wang, you're so powerful! This wild boar is very ferocious. My father said its tusks can pierce a person's stomach. It's a symbol of courage!"
Taru was the most excited. He ran to the horse and touched the wild boar's big tusks with shining eyes. Cheng Weiyao and Wen Chengming checked Wen Chengyun nervously to see if he was injured.
Although Wen Chengyun's white clothes were slightly stained, they were indeed not damaged and his eyes were calm. Cheng Weiyao finally breathed a sigh of relief, but there was still a hint of complaint in her tone.
"My husband went off to hunt wild boars without even telling me. If anything were to happen, the whole family would have nowhere to cry!"
No matter how much they complained, as soon as the medicinal materials were gathered, the operation to rescue the calf was immediately launched. As soon as Cheng Weiyao took the medicine, the calf became much calmer. Although it could not stand up for a while, at least it stopped crying in pain, which gave Uncle Som hope.
The evening meal was changed from beef and mutton to a roast pork feast, and the people from Prince Qingping's Palace and the herdsmen sat around the fire.
After arriving at the grassland, the imperial concubine had some difficulty acclimatizing, so Cheng Weiyao asked Wen Liyu to take care of her. As she didn't want to greet the rude herdsmen, she naturally stayed in the rest tent and did not go out. The two of them did not appear until dinner time.
The aroma of roasted wild boar filled the air over the campfire, and lard dripped onto the firewood, making a sizzling sound. Tarrou quietly moved towards Cheng Weiyao.
"Sister Yao, can I ask you for a favor?"
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