There is no doctor in this place. The villagers have nowhere to see a doctor when they are ill. They can carry it hard if they are lucky. If they are not lucky, they will die directly.
Jiang Weiwei felt that since she came to this place, maybe it was God's arrangement to ask her to help the people here, so she set aside a day to give free medical treatment to the people here. Anyway, whether the emperor had specified the exact date of summoning her or not, her arrival in Bianjing day by day had little impact.
Gu Fei agreed to her proposal.
The next morning, Jiang Weiwei told ah Tao and Gu de his decision.
Both expressed support.
Introduced by Mr. Du, Jiang Weiwei met the head of the village.
The old village head was very happy when he learned that Jiang Weiwei was willing to see the villagers for free. He quickly asked people to go to the village to publicize the good news.
The free clinic is located at the village head's house.
Jiang Weiwei is responsible for seeing a doctor, a Tao is responsible for calling, Gu Fei is responsible for writing medical records, and Gu De is responsible for maintaining order at the scene.
More and more villagers came to hear the news. They lined up a long line at the door of the village head's house.
One by one, the villagers entered the house and sat in front of Jiang Weiwei for her consultation.
At the same time, Mr. Du left home with baskets and came to the roadside.
This road is connected with the official road. Usually, pedestrians often come down from the official road and go to jiunanzhuang through this mountain road, so there is a large flow of people here.
There are many villagers selling water and eating near here. Almost all of them are people from nearby villages and know each other.
After saying hello to them, Mr. Du found a flat place to put down the basket, took out a earthen pot and two liang of rice.
He washed the rice with the well water he brought and put it into the earthen pot. Then he set up a temporary stove on the roadside and put the earthen pot on the fire. Before long, the rice in the earthen pot was cooked.
When Mr. Du opened the jar, he could smell the smell of rice floating from it.
Several other villagers selling things smelled the smell and looked at Mr. Du one after another.
Someone couldn't help asking, "Sir, what are you doing? Why did you fire and cook before the business started? "
Mr. Du smiled at them without explaining.
He took out another earthen pot from the basket, opened the lid, took out slices of thinly cut sausages with chopsticks, put them neatly on the rice, and then closed the lid.
Before long, a strong fragrance overflowed from the jar and quickly spread around.
The fragrance not only attracted the attention of the villagers selling things around, but also attracted several passers-by from here.
It's noon now. It's time for lunch. In order to get on the way, pedestrians have no time to stop to eat. They can only eat some dry food to wrap their stomach. But the dry food doesn't taste in their mouth. Where can it be compared with the fragrance emitted from this earthen pot?!
A pedestrian stopped and asked, "Sir, what's in your earthen pot? Why is it so fragrant? "
In fact, Mr. Du is also quite surprised. Although his family makes a batch of sausages every year, the cooking is very simple, that is, let go of the water to cook, take it out and cut it into thin slices, and eat it directly with rice. He has never been sliced and cooked together on rice like now, and he doesn't know that the smell is so strong.
He quickly stood up and replied, "this is a sausage made in my own house. The method is very simple. It can be eaten as long as it is sliced and cooked with rice. Moreover, it is resistant to storage. As long as it is placed in a dry place, it won't be bad even for a few years."
As he spoke, he opened the lid of the jar, and the smell immediately became more rich and attractive.
The pedestrian who was just curious about the food merchant came to ask casually. At this time, his mouth was watered by the fragrance, and his feet stood firmly in place. He was reluctant to leave.
Not only him, but also the people around him who smelled the fragrance couldn't help swallowing their saliva secretly.
Seeing this, Mr. Du moved in his heart. It was rare for him to show some ingenuity. He quickly took out a pair of dishes and chopsticks from the basket, dug out some rice and sausage from the earthen pot and sent them to the questioner.
"My guest, would you like to try it?"
Without saying a word, the man immediately took over the dishes and chopsticks. Ignoring the hot mouth, three or two people scraped all the rice and sausages in the bowl.
After eating, he was still not satisfied. He smashed his mouth and said, "fragrant!"
He returned the dishes and chopsticks to master Du and asked how to sell the sausage?
Master Du said, "Thirteen Wen a kilo."
"It's really expensive. Can't it be cheaper?"
Mr. Du smiled bitterly: "the pork used to make sausage itself is very expensive. You should know that you have to pay ten Wen for a kilo of pork. I have to buy other materials besides pork here. Apart from the cost, I can only earn some hard money. It's really no longer convenient."
The man really thought the sausage was expensive, but he was reluctant to give up such delicious food, so he planned to grind it again with Mr. Du, hoping to push down the price again.
Who knows at this time, a well-dressed middle-aged man came up, pointed to the pot and said, "I want all the sausages and rice in this pot, as well as all the sausages in your basket!"
Then he drew out a silver note and handed it to old man Du.
Mr. Du had never seen the silver note look like in his life. At this time, he looked at the five Liang silver note he suddenly got. He couldn't turn back for a long time. Finally, the middle-aged man urged him for several words, and he suddenly came back to his mind.
He hurriedly said, "Sir, I don't have so much change for you. Do you have any loose silver on you?"
The middle-aged man had to take back the silver note again, rummage through his purse for a long time, and finally managed to find two pieces of silver.
He threw the silver: "is that enough?"
Mr. Du weighed the silver and estimated that it weighed four dollars, just enough to buy all the sausages he brought today, so he hurriedly replied, "enough, enough!"
The middle-aged man pointed to the carriage parked not far away: "you carry the sausage to that car."
"OK!"
Mr. Du, who made business, was very happy. He carefully put the silver close to his body and walked towards the carriage with a basket.
The pedestrian who wanted to keep the price down was filled with disappointment and regret. He had known that someone would pack all the sausages at one go. Just now he wouldn't delay buying them because they were too expensive. Now, all the sausages were bought by others, and he couldn't even get one.
Besides him, many people are regretting that they should have bought it earlier. Now all the sausages have been bought. Those who can't buy them can only smell the fragrance and swallow their saliva.
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