Of course, this is just an exaggeration. After all, Fu Huanping can't even recognize all the medicinal herbs, so how can he treat patients?
Seeing Doctor Cheng explain so carefully, he secretly sighed at General Zhou's mean mind.
The Ling family is more generous than they imagined.
Fu Huanping left during the break and went to the Qingfengyuan study, which had just been decorated, with Ling Jiheng after breakfast.
The study was not renovated separately. One winter, Chi Xingyue ate up all the food stored in one of the rooms.
Ling Jiheng then had desks, bookcases, chairs and other furniture placed inside.
On the desk, there is a pot of daffodils bought at a "high price" from the county, which makes the entire study look fresh and elegant.
Because this room was previously separated and used as a warehouse, there is no kang.
Fortunately, the temperature has risen now. We put up two braziers and don’t feel cold even if we wear a cotton jacket.
Ling Jiheng picked up the small teapot on the stove and poured a cup of tea for Fu Huanping.
The two smiled at each other and chatted about the current situation in Youzhou City. Of course, they didn't touch on those secret deployments.
Around noon, the two men came out of the house.
Fu Huanping noticed the wooden planter at the base of the wall and asked casually, "What's going on? Did you kill some of the vegetables and throw the planter out?"
He thought the answer was: "They've eaten it and haven't planted it again."
But Ling Jiheng said, "Last year I found a delicious crop in the mountains. I want to see if I can grow it in a flower trough."
Fu Huanping raised his eyebrows. "What are you going to do if it survives? If you want to eat it, can't you just go up the mountain and dig it up? Why bother with all this effort?"
Ling Jiheng smiled and said, "It's dug deep in the mountains. It's not good to run so far every time you want to eat it. What if you run into a pack of wolves or wild boars..."
Although he didn't say the second half of the sentence, Fu Huanping could understand what he meant.
Of course, this is just the most insignificant excuse, and the explosive reasons are yet to come.
"I mainly estimated the yield and found that it was much higher than the current sorghum, corn, and wheat."
Fu Huanping was stunned and his face immediately became serious.
"Second Master, are you serious?"
Ling Jiheng shook his head: "It's hard to say, when I dug it out from the deep mountains, I just thought the fruit on that vine was quite large.
If it is planted on a large scale, the villagers of Qingshan Village will no longer suffer from hunger.
However, my family started trying last fall and still hasn't grown any.
Perhaps this crop can only grow in the mountains!"
Ling Jiheng's face was full of regret, as if it was just a casual lie, but it was indeed true.
I'm not afraid of being exposed by my family at all.
When Fu Huanping heard this, he was even more worried than Ling Jiheng.
He trotted forward to check, making sure there was nothing on the surface of the planter. He forced a smile and said, "Maybe it's just fate."
Ling Jiheng nodded. "I felt the same way, so I never gave up. I planted seeds again and again, always trying to find ways to cultivate crops on a large scale."
Fu Huanping patted Ling Jiheng on the shoulder and said, "I wish you success."
Ling Jiheng smiled and took him to Rongsiyuan for dinner.
Erzhu and Xiaohe were both helping out here, and even Chi Xingyue was sitting in the east room talking to the old lady.
Seeing Ling Jiheng coming, he quickly gave up his seat to Fu Huanping.
The whole family took good care of him, as if he were a young man studying away from home who had finally come home to visit his family.
Fu Huanping also asked Doctor Cheng to take his pulse and confirm that he was recovering well, so that the Ling family could feel relieved.
We didn’t prepare a very sumptuous meal for lunch. After all, Ling Jiheng said that there was not much food left at home.
I steamed some steamed bread and fried a big stew, adding a little minced meat to enhance the flavor.
No one in the family complained, and they all ate happily.
After lunch, Fu Huanping asked to leave.
The Ling family tried to persuade him to stay, and then sent him away. At that moment, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
After experiencing conscription, everyone was worried about Zhou's army.
I was afraid that Fu Huanping would kidnap the young man in my family.
Now that he is gone, the old lady hurriedly asked someone to make some sweet soup to calm her nerves.
Chi Xingyue asked Aunt Taohua to make more, and went back to Qingfengyuan to get some red dates, lotus seeds and white fungus.
If I had tapioca flour, I could make some taro balls, but unfortunately I don’t have that.
Aunt Taohua worked quickly and finished it in no time.
The family drank the sweet Tremella soup and felt that the years were peaceful.
But are the years really peaceful?
No, it has already revealed its ferocious claws.
The cold winter has passed and the temperature has risen to around minus ten degrees Celsius, which is much lower than the average temperature at this time of year in previous years, but it is much warmer than the previous minus thirty degrees Celsius.
Even without the sun, Chi Xingyue felt warm.
Perhaps because she was used to the lack of heating in the Dayong Dynasty, her ability to endure the cold increased rapidly.
But many people in the Dayong Dynasty were at the end of their rope.
Even though Ling Jiheng had spread the rumor warning, rumors were still rumors after all. Even if people believed them, they would not dare to use their life savings to stock up on goods.
In addition, the harvest was not good last year, so even if you have money you can’t buy much.
After a winter of consumption, there was not much food left.
Winter finally passed, but the snow refused to melt. Even if I wanted to find some wild vegetables to fill my stomach, there was no way.
The fields cannot be cultivated and this year's harvest cannot be guaranteed.
Even if the old emperor had not passed away, everyone would still be in a state of panic.
Time passed little by little, and half a month passed in the blink of an eye. Small buds appeared in Chi Xingyue's flower bed, and the military doctors who came to study were about to go back.
They were still in a daze when they received the order.
Studying cases and simulating sutures every day at Zhegui Hospital makes my life fulfilling and fun.
I wish I could take Doctor Cheng as my teacher.
They thought they could stay at the Ling family for another ten days or half a month, but unexpectedly, General Zhou sent someone to pick them up.
Although their medical skills have improved a lot after studying for this period of time, there are still many cases in the manual that they have not mastered.
I was reluctant to leave, but I had to go back.
Doctor Sun, who was in the lead, looked at Doctor Cheng, who seemed to be hesitant to speak, and wanted to take the textbook that the other party taught back and copy a copy.
But he also felt that this was coveting the other party's family heirloom, so he was embarrassed to speak up.
Doctor Cheng stroked his beard, watched the other person go away, and said nothing.
He wanted to give the book away, but the book belonged to Chi Xingyue.
He didn't dare to make the decision on his own without the Second Young Master's wife's permission.
Now that the military doctors have left, the Ling family should be more relaxed.
But smart people know that if the war situation was not tense, the military doctors would not be called away at such a critical moment.
Chi Xingyue felt heavy-hearted because he saw the anxious look on the face of the young general who came to look for someone.
Ling Jiheng was the same. He didn't get any useful information from the other party, and only got a look that seemed to want to say something but couldn't.
Ling Jiheng didn't ask any more questions, sent the person away, and went to the county in person the next day to inquire about the news.
Then......
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