Chapter 60 Surgery
Now that he had a clear idea in mind, Jun Qiulan was no longer anxious.
Although you can't make a lot of money from selling folding fans, it is still an income, and it is stable.
If it were not inconvenient to ship so many products, we could hire some women with nimble hands to make folding fans.
As for painting the folding fans, if you don't absolutely want his and his father's works, you can actually find someone else.
My mother would draw a few strokes when she had nothing to do, as would Song Yan. Even Mrs. Zhao next door could draw some simple patterns.
I’m just afraid that customers won’t buy it.
I'll discuss this matter with my parents after I get back, and then contact Zhou Wo and the others before I see what happens.
Liu Yue smiled sheepishly again: "But there's no need to rush. Hehehe, can you give me some more fans for the New Year? I'm thinking of buying another batch for the New Year."
She doesn't plan to do it anymore, but that doesn't mean she doesn't want to make money.
There are so many people during the Chinese New Year. Even if you make 7 yuan from a fan, if you make 200 to 300, you can earn 1,000 to 2,000 yuan.
It's pretty good. For this small city where the average salary is only over 2,000 yuan, it's considered a high income.
Jun Qiulan nodded. "Then I'll send you another batch before the New Year. You can sell these today first."
I usually prepare some extra, and now I still have quite a bit at home.
Since Sister Liu Yue is selling her last show, let’s give it all to her.
By the way, he should also take some time to go there. It’s the New Year, and writing inscriptions for everyone will bring joy to everyone.
After all, he is now Fengcheng's tourism promotion ambassador.
It should be okay to have some fun with tourists during the New Year.
Jun Qiulan suddenly asked again: "Sister Yue, do you have any plans for the future?"
"Not yet. I'm more casual and free-spirited. I have some money in my pocket, so I want to take it easy. But if you have a job with more freedom, you can introduce it to me, hahahahaha."
Zhang Li couldn't help laughing: "Why don't you join the group acting? Even if you don't make much, you can still earn yourself a future possibility. Look at Xiaojun, he's famous now, so many roles are looking for him to play, so he can earn more."
Liu Yue was really considering it.
Normal extras earn about 100 to 150 yuan a day, and they don't get work every day, so their income is indeed not high.
Liu Yue didn't think about the possibilities of the future.
She is very self-aware. At most, she has regular features. She is not a professional. How can it be easy for her to become famous?
However, she has never experienced the industry of extras, and since she doesn't have to work in the office, she is relatively free.
"Let's wait until the New Year, and Brother Zhang will take me with him."
"Sure, my wife will come after the New Year, so you'll have some company then."
Zhang Li has been married for a long time. His wife is his classmate. His son is five years old. He was young before and couldn't live without someone. Now that he is a little older, the couple is ready to go out to work together. The child has been taken care of by his old mother for two years.
Jun Qiulan was silent for a moment, "If there is a suitable opportunity here, I will also keep an eye out for you."
Zhang Li waved his hand and said, "You should focus on your own affairs first and don't get into trouble with the crew over something like this."
He wanted to help Jun Qiulan after he became famous, but Jun Qiulan was still a newcomer himself.
They can find roles as ordinary extras by themselves, and Zhang Li can barely get special roles with a few lines. Since he took on the role of Playboy, it has become his resume, and it is much easier for him to get special roles now.
All of this is thanks to Jun Qiulan.
The opportunity that Jun Qiulan mentioned is definitely a role. It would be inappropriate to start stuffing newcomers into the crew.
Zhang Li continued, "When you become a major actor in the future, tell the director if there are any small roles that are not available, and give me a chance to audition."
After he got the role, there were actually companies that approached him to sign a contract.
If it were in the past, he would have been so happy that he would have signed it right away.
Jun Qiulan’s previous experience served as a reminder to him, and whenever a company approached him, he would go and investigate.
They are all small companies with few resources, and some have gone bankrupt before.
He didn't dare to sign it casually, so he decided to wait and see.
Jun Qiulan nodded, "If there's a chance in the future."
"By the way, what about you?" Zhang Li asked Jun Qiulan again, "Are you still not planning to sign a contract with the company?"
Jun Qiulan also told about his plans.
Liu Yue clapped her hands and said, "Once your studio is open, if you don't mind, I can be your assistant. I'm quite professional in this field."
She really wanted to try such a career. Jun Qiulan was a good person, so she was willing to be his assistant.
Jun Qiulan couldn't help laughing, "If Sister Yue is willing, of course I have no problem."
"Let's talk about it after you open your studio." Liu Yue also knew that he had never been in this circle and there must be many areas that he was not familiar with.
She was just talking at the whim of the moment, and she just spoke out her words impulsively.
Jun Qiulan was thinking about this matter seriously.
If you really want to open a studio, you must recruit people.
As for the agent, he can still be considered a partner. After all, his income and resources must be shared with the agent accordingly.
But assistants are different.
He hadn't met many agents, but all the actors in the crew had assistants.
To put it bluntly, apart from having human rights and not having to be servile, assistants are actually not much different from the personal servants and maids in ancient times. They have to arrange all the trivial matters of their boss.
Prepare the clothes the boss will wear today, run errands for the boss, and pay attention to the boss's online movements, or inquiries from other artists, etc.
At the same time, the assistant will know a lot of the boss's private affairs, so this person must be trustworthy.
He doesn't need a nanny-like assistant, but the person must be trustworthy.
Sister Liu Yue, I have known him for such a long time. He is a very straightforward person and can keep his words to himself.
The assistant is bound to have long-term contact, and his secrets are not airtight.
Although people wouldn't directly catch him traveling through time, they would definitely notice something was wrong after a while.
It would not be safe for him to rashly hire an assistant even if he signed the so-called confidentiality agreement.
For other artists, it’s just their private life secrets at most, but his secret is too scary.
Let’s think about this first.
Jun Qiulan was also unsure, as she didn't even have enough money to open a studio.
Zhang Li hesitated for a moment, as if he had something to say, but he didn't say it. Jun Qiulan didn't notice either. He turned sideways and took out two boxes from his backpack.
"Brother Zhang Li and Sister Yue have helped me a lot. I didn't have much to thank you for before. Since it's Chinese New Year, I prepared a small gift for you. It's not something valuable, so please don't despise it."
When they heard this, they were very happy.
When I opened the box, I didn't know what to say.
There was actually a jade pendant inside.
Let’s not talk about the carving for now, the quality of this jade pendant is so transparent.
If a jade pendant of this quality were sold in a shopping mall, wouldn’t it be sold for thirty to fifty thousand?
Even if it is jadeite from its place of origin, it will cost tens of thousands of dollars to buy it.
"This is too expensive." Zhang Li was embarrassed to accept it.
I originally thought it was a gift worth a few hundred or a thousand yuan, so I just accepted it. After the New Year, I will bring some local specialties from my hometown. It will be more appropriate for us to show our friendship.
But this jade pendant is too valuable.
Liu Yue also liked the jade pendant, but it was too expensive, so she refused to accept it.
Jun Qiulan was quite helpless. This jade pendant was bought in a border town. The water content was only average. The border town could not produce any high-quality goods.
The purchase price is not high either.
I didn't expect that the jade here could be sold at such a high price. This jade pendant from Shuitou could actually be sold for tens of thousands. I never dared to imagine it.
If he had known this earlier, he would have simply resold the jade.
But this is not a safe thing to do. It is safer to do things on your own with your feet on the ground.
He smiled and said, "I didn't buy this jade. I picked up a rough stone a while ago. It's only about the size of a palm. I didn't expect it to have such a lot of water when cut. I asked someone to make a few pendants for it. I don't plan to sell them, I'm just giving them away. Brother Zhang Li and Sister Yue, please accept them."
The two of them sighed at Jun Qiulan's good luck, as the stones he picked up could produce such jadeite, while they couldn't let go of the jade pendant.
Jun Qiulan: "Take it. Don't be polite to me. I will trouble you again in the future."
Zhang Li and Liu Yue then accepted it generously.
All three of them enjoyed the meal very much.
After this meal, Jun Qiulan started filming again the next day.
It wasn't until the 29th day of the lunar year that the crew finally had a complete holiday at noon after filming for half a day.
Director Wang also organized a dinner together for the crew, and the last group of people who had a holiday reported for duty on the fifth day of the New Year.
If there is really a delay, such as not being able to buy tickets, Director Wang will give you some time.
Anyway, as long as it doesn't delay the filming of the crew, it's fine.
As for Jun Qiulan, he lives locally, so there is no problem of not being able to buy tickets and delaying his trip.
"Okay, have a good New Year." Director Wang said finally, asked everyone to disperse, and then found Jun Qiulan alone.
"Director Wang."
Wang Dao was rather embarrassed. "Well, could you please help me write a calligraphy painting as well?"
Jun Qiulan thought it was nothing, "Have you prepared some writing materials? If not, I'll go back and write it and send it to your hotel later."
"Yes, yes, yes. We've prepared it long ago." Director Wang was also excited for a rare moment.
The main reason was that Jun Qiulan had a good personality and she never thought that he would refuse, so she naturally prepared in advance.
Jun Qiulan smiled, "What does Director Wang want to write?"
Director Wang pondered for a moment. "Grand plans? How about that?"
Jun Qiulan: "..."
Sometimes I really don’t understand the preferences of you middle-aged people.
God rewards hard work, God rewards virtue, to achieve great things, to see the vast ocean, to be proficient in work...
He also asked, "Do you want the popular font here?"
It is the legendary Jianghu style. Uncle Hua and his colleagues first wrote in this font.
Director Wang said with a slight disdain, "Please don't do that. Just write in the font you're good at."
Jun Qiulan was delighted. "Then I'll draw you an ink landscape painting and give you some words. Maybe it will be better than the grand plan."
Director Wang was naturally happy to do so. "Okay, just follow your lead. I just had a few drinks. I'll take a break and have a glass of water. You can start drawing first."
Jun Qiulan nodded, then started to write.
Director Wang hadn't even finished his tea when Jun Qiulan finished her painting.
"Do you think you're satisfied?"
Director Wang almost choked, "You're moving too fast."
"Ink painting isn't difficult." Jun Qiulan smiled. "Besides, painting and writing inscriptions on fans helps me practice my speed."
Wang Dao felt somewhat emotional.
This kid is so diligent and hardworking.
Normally on the set, regardless of whether he had a role or not, he would come on time to observe and learn, and in the evening he would go back and paint and write inscriptions on the fans.
It's not easy either.
Director Wang picked up his phone and transferred him a red envelope of 8888.
Jun Qiulan: "That's too much. Director Wang, please give me 1680, that's also auspicious."
He now understood that people here pay attention to homophonic puns, such as the previous 52, or 520, which is homophonic to "I love you", and 168, which is homophonic to "all the way".
Director Wang extended his hand and helped him collect the money. "8888, fortune, fortune, this is also auspicious. Okay, the extra money can be regarded as New Year's money for the younger generation."
Jun Qiulan said solemnly, bowing his hands in a junior's greeting: "Happy New Year, Director Wang, and may everything go well for you."
Wang Dao laughed heartily: "Your speech and behavior really are like those of an ancient person."
After a pause, he thought of the tourism promotional video shot by Jun Qiulan. The modern styling in it was indeed very eye-catching.
Sometimes, we have to admit that good looks are indeed a great weapon in the entertainment industry.
"Okay, let's go home and celebrate the New Year."
After bidding farewell to Director Wang, Jun Qiulan went back to the border town first, packed up all the folding fans, and contacted Liu Yue again when he came back.
Prepare to bring all the folding fans in the house over.
He only has one small cart, which is not enough to pull all the things at once. Sister Yue also has a small cart, so the two carts should be enough.
When Liu Yue received the call, she pushed the cart out. She didn't expect that Jun Qiulan would dare to tell her his address.
Looking at the address, the two people lived quite close to each other, just across the street.
Jun Qiulan's house has always been kept very clean, mainly because he doesn't live here most of the time.
When Liu Yue walked in, she even praised him, "There are very few boys who love cleanliness as much as you do."
Then she remembered a line she had seen in a movie before: If the room is clean and odorless, the owner is either a transvestite or a gay.
Her eyes suddenly became a little subtle.
Jun Qiulan was confused, "What's wrong?"
Liu Yue smiled and said, "It's okay. I just didn't expect you to have so much stock."
Jun Qiulan couldn't help laughing: "I send you the full quantity every week, and I still have some left. I'm just worried that if I can't deliver the full amount one day, the inventory will be low."
"Let's go." Liu Yue smiled, "Are you going today too?"
Jun Qiulan nodded. He was going back to the border town tonight. He didn't have anything to do in the next few days. Apart from coming here to check the information every day, he probably wouldn't come here again.
He was busy some time ago, and he rarely appeared in front of the villagers after he became the crowned emperor.
I still need to go out for a walk.
Jun Qiulan said, "If we can cooperate with the official cultural and creative store in the future, I may not have the opportunity to write inscriptions on site again. I still have about a hundred of them here, so I'll finish writing them all today."
Liu Yue thought for a moment and said, "Alright, then I won't sell any other gadgets today. I'll just help you."
"Okay, thank you Sister Yue."
They each pushed a cart and set off for the night market.
It’s not far.
Jun Qiulan was wearing a mask, but when she arrived at the night market, she was still recognized by the owners of several stalls nearby.
"Hey, the big star is here today." The tone was teasing with a hint of good intentions.
Jun Qiulan smiled and said, "I'm sorry for causing trouble to everyone some time ago."
Although he hasn't been here since that time, there are still fans coming to check in, and with Sister Yue helping out with the sales, there has always been a lot of traffic.
It has more or less caused some impact on the stalls next to it.
Everyone waved their hands and said, "We have to thank you, otherwise this night market wouldn't have such a high flow of people."
When Jun Qiulan first crossed over, the film and television base had just been opened for a short time, and so had the night market.
There is still a lot of traffic, after all, it is new and many local young people like to come here for a stroll at night.
Small city, few entertainment activities.
But after the novelty wore off, it became just like that, with only tourists from other places left.
As a result, Jun Qiulan came. He didn't stay for long, but every time he came, he was able to continuously drive traffic to the night market.
He comes here from time to time, and now his stall has become a regular check-in spot for tourists.
Jun Qiulan: "Today is the last time I'll set up a stall this year."
He didn't say what his plans were for next year.
He continued, "It's also to have some fun with everyone."
"Hey, hey, hey, then give me a fan first." One of the stall owners put down the beaten lemons in his hand.
Fans definitely sell better in summer, but Jun Qiulan’s folding fan has more than just the function of fanning.
It’s almost become a fashion item in Fengcheng.
Liu Yue has already set up the stall.
Jun Qiulan also took out his pen and ink. "What do you want to write? Or do you want to just buy the finished product?"
The lemon tea shop owner still needs to run a business, "The finished product is fine."
He randomly picked a landscape painting and passed it to him 52.
The price hasn't increased for such a long time, not even during the Chinese New Year.
But after a while, he brought them a cup of lemon tea.
"It's cold, drink something hot, and it can also be used as a hand warmer when you hold it in your hands."
"Thank you, little brother."
Other stall owners followed suit.
They can still afford a fan that costs only a few dozen yuan.
Especially since it’s still early today and there aren’t many people around, and seeing that they brought quite a few items, I decided to buy them quickly.
Don’t miss out later.
This wave of business, before tourists and fans even arrived, the nearby stall owners had already bought more than twenty of them from him.
These stall owners will also do a live broadcast when they have nothing to do.
Soon, the news that Jun Qiulan would come to the night market in person today spread.
Those who come early can have Jun Qiulan write an inscription personally, take a photo together, and occasionally chat for a while.
Those who come late can only buy the finished products. Some clever ones will also suggest that Jun Qiulan write a to signature for them.
Jun Qiulan did not refuse, and most of the words were blessings.
It’s the New Year, so we want good luck.
When he wanted to take a photo with Jun Qiulan, he also smiled at the camera.
The fans were sold out before the night market closed.
Jun Qiulan finally took a group photo with everyone before leaving.
Liu Yue was next to him and had been busy all night.
Jun Qiulan: "Let's go, Sister Yue, I'll treat you to a midnight snack."
Liu Yue quickly waved her hand, "I just want to go back and lie down now. I won't have any midnight snack."
Jun Qiulan didn't force it and transferred the commission to her. Since it was almost the New Year, he might as well make it an even sum.
"so much?"
Although it was agreed in advance that I would also get a commission from today's fans, it would be considered as the stall rental fee.
In the end, Jun Qiulan gave too much.
"This is the last wave. If you want to sell during the New Year, I'll go get some more and contact you then. But I won't come next time."
It just so happens that I have some free time during the Chinese New Year and am at home, so it’s no big deal to paint a few more fans.
Liu Yue agreed, "I can do it myself when the time comes."
Jun Qiulan nodded, "Then I'll go back first. Happy New Year, Sister Yue. See you after the New Year."
"See you after the New Year."
Liu Yue was very happy. What a good little brother he was. I hope he can become famous in the future.
Jun Qiulan returned to the border town and brought his mother's tablet with him. He downloaded a lot of knowledge and many movies and TV series.
By the way, I also moved all the home appliances I bought back home.
The express delivery service just happened to be suspended, and the home appliances he bought arrived before the New Year.
When the couple saw this pile of stuff, they thought it looked very high-tech and felt sorry for spending money.
It's not easy for my son over there.
Jun Qiulan smiled and said, "Every penny I earn is due to my parents' efforts. It's time for them to enjoy themselves."
He looked at his parents' increasingly rosy faces and brought up something they hadn't mentioned for a long time.
"My parents were implicated by their son and exiled to a border town, where they lived a hard life. Fortunately, my son had a chance from heaven, which saved them from starvation and cold."
The couple also felt a little emotional.
"Don't talk about whether it's involved or not. It's all that person's fault. How can we be at fault? Okay, let's not talk about that."
At this time last year, they were still in prison. Not long after the New Year, the family began their journey of exile.
Thinking about it now, it seems like a lifetime ago.
Jun Qiulan: "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. I'll go pick Wan'er up and take her home tomorrow morning."
Wan'er had said before that she would be back a few days before the New Year.
Maybe the general's mansion was busy, or the heavy snow delayed it.
Eventually they will be allowed to come back to celebrate the New Year.
Before he could go to pick them up, Jun Shuwan and Qian Miaoer returned in the general's mansion's carriage the next morning.
There are also big and small bags.
"They are all New Year gifts from Mrs. Huo. Oh, and my brother also has a separate one."
Jun Shuwan was wearing a small robe and had a bright smile on her face. It seemed like something had happened?
Jun Qiulan and Song Yan helped her move all her things back home, and also moved Qian Miaoer's luggage back.
There are also a lot of things.
Moreover, Qian Miaoer couldn't stop smiling, it seemed that something good had happened.
Jun Qiulan stuffed some change into the coachman's hand and said, "Thank you, big brother, for taking my two little sisters home. It's freezing cold out. Go and have some hot soup."
The groom also smiled and said, "It's okay. Thank you for the generous reward, and I wish you and your family a happy new year. I will go back and report now."
Only after the coachman returned did Jun Shuwan tell him about her late return home.
Some time ago, there were actually several disturbances in the border town.
I heard that there was an internal conflict within the royal family of Rongdi, and the soldiers were not getting enough to eat, so they went to the villages on a small scale to rob food and people.
Many villages that did not have time to escape suffered casualties.
It was only because their village was close to the city that there was no trouble.
As for Jun Shuwan's matter.
It happened that some time ago, she, Miao'er and Mrs. Huo went to the military camp to deliver something, and they happened to meet a group of people who had returned from suppressing a rebellion.
This team had a head-on confrontation with the Rongdi team.
Several were seriously injured.
The military doctors said it was difficult to save him because the bleeding was unstoppable.
But Jun Shuwan saw that these people could still be saved. She had read the book her brother gave her. This kind of open wound could still be saved to a certain extent as long as it was sutured and bandaged, and subsequent infection was avoided.
She hesitated for a long time. After all, it was human life. If she didn't take action, these people would just have to wait to die.
It just so happened that Qian Miaoer's third brother was among them, and Qian Miaoer almost fainted from crying.
In the end, she gritted her teeth and whispered to Qian Miaoer that she had a solution.
Qian Miaoer believed her and didn't hesitate at all, and asked her to save people.
There were no qualified surgical instruments, and even the needles and thread for sutures were used for mending clothes.
The only thing that could be considered professional was the alcohol that Jun Qiulan offered, which could be used for disinfection, and the distilled water after distilling the alcohol could be used to clean wounds.
She performed the simplest surgical operation on someone for the first time.
Suture.
Jun Shuwan wanted to be a doctor, and she knew that she might encounter all kinds of strange patients.
But when she really touched the wounded and her hands were covered in blood, she couldn't help but tremble.
This is a human being, a living person.
And he is Qian Miaoer's brother. What if she fails to rescue him?
It was also her first time to suture a wound. She had only read the theory before, so she went to the kitchen to ask for a piece of pig skin and secretly tried it twice.
As she took action, she continued to doubt herself.
She had only learned the basics, no, not even the basics, but she dared to perform surgery on people.
She also thought that if her brother knew about this, he would definitely scold her.
However, she knew that even if her brother were here, he would make the same choice.
She calmed down and, with the help of Qian Miaoer, sutured Qian San's wound and stopped the bleeding.
The military doctor came over and took a look. His eyes lit up. "Oh, the bleeding has stopped. Maybe he can be saved."
There were no so-called antibiotics in this era, and if you got infected, it would almost be fatal.
But the military camp also has their own golden wound medicine. They apply the medicine, drink a few bowls of medicinal soup, and let the patient rest. As long as it is not a serious infection, the patient can still be saved.
Afterwards, the military doctor took them both and went to suture up several other seriously injured patients.
For a military doctor, as long as he can stop the bleeding of such a large wound, he will be able to save the patient.
I never thought that the wound could be sutured.
General Huo and Mrs. Huo also noticed it.
They even came to watch Jun Shuwan suture the wounds of several soldiers.
Jun Shuwan's hands were shaking and she was nervous at first, but then her face became expressionless, with only her patients in her mind.
Each type of wound required a different suturing method, and she tried her best to recall the knowledge she had read in the book.
This took half a day, and even Qian Miaoer, who had been helping him, learned it and finally treated two patients independently.
The bleeding of all the patients stopped. In the end, only one old soldier died due to excessive blood loss. The others were saved by Jun Shuwan's needles and needles.
General Huo naturally noticed this method of suturing wounds and immediately asked Jun Shuwan to teach it to the military doctors in the barracks.
There were several subsequent riots, and the soldiers who returned injured received effective treatment.
Especially the combination of alcohol and distilled water.
First clean the wound with distilled water, then suture it, and finally disinfect it with alcohol and apply wound medicine.
After a few more days, they discovered that the sutured wounds healed faster.
This discovery immediately made the military camp lively.
This is a border town, and the barbarians outside the pass are eyeing us covetously. A war could break out at any time.
Now there is one more chance to survive.
General Huo's heart was also burning with anger.
These are all his soldiers, whether they are those who cannot make a living at home and come to the barracks to fight for their future, or those who are exiled and sent to serve in the army, they are all his soldiers.
When hiring people, he only looks at their abilities, not their backgrounds.
This minor suturing operation looks simple. If you don't care about the beauty of the wound, you can learn it by watching it a few times.
On the battlefield, the most important thing is to stop the bleeding and survive.
Whether it's a wound ulcer or infection, you have to stop the bleeding first and survive before you have a chance to talk about the problem of ulceration and infection.
During the following period, Jun Shuwan and Qian Miaoer were borrowed by General Huo from his wife to come to the military camp.
Not only military doctors need to learn it, it would be best if the soldiers themselves also learn it.
The wound sutures were brought by the little girl Jun Shuwan, and the alcohol and distilled water were brought by Jun Qiulan.
This family is simply amazing.
After all this busy work, it was already the New Year. General Huo did not treat the two girls badly and sent a carriage to bring them back.
Now these two girls are goddesses in their military camp.
Especially Jun Shuwan.
During the previous epidemic, she was not afraid of danger and went to take care of the patients personally. This news was spread by the soldiers who were previously in charge of controlling the hospital camp.
With this skill, Jun Shuwan can walk around the military camp with ease.
Jun Shuwan told her family everything honestly.
"Dad, Mom, Brother, am I doing this right?"
Jun Qiulan was very relieved.
He told Wan'er not to rush into studying medicine, but the injured patient at the time was already on the verge of death, and since there was a way, she must try it.
"You did a great job, Wan'er. Brother is proud of you."
People nowadays are more reserved.
Jun Qiulan has been influenced by the culture of another world, so he is very straightforward when praising others.
He continued, "Wan'er is amazing. She learned how to sew wounds just by reading a book, and she even put it into practice. She saved so many soldiers. Wan'er, you did a great job."
Jun Shuwan's cheeks were flushed.
"I will keep working hard, brother, and I won't let you down."
She now has the respect of the soldiers, and in the future in this border town, her family will no longer be afraid of being bullied.
And she has her family to support her, supporting her in doing these seemingly horrifying things.
"Dad, Mom, Brother, thank you for understanding Wan'er."
Jun Yu and Jun Shuwan were also frightened when they heard this.
The wounds on the battlefield were not just small cuts from cutting vegetables. They were very scary. In serious cases, you could even see the bones.
They didn't see it, but just hearing the description was enough to scare them to the point of their legs going weak.
Wan'er is also brave.
Song Xirong sighed, "No matter what, medicine is for saving lives. Wan'er, since she has learned it, she should put it into practice."
Jun Qiulan never expected his mother to say such a thing.
My mother has changed a lot.
Jun Yu also said: "Wan'er is indeed very powerful. She has become the backbone of our family. If people know that I am your father when you go out in the future, they will have to give me some respect."
Song Yan, who was not very good at speaking, said two words after a long pause, "I admire you."
"Okay, let's not talk about this." Jun Shuwan was embarrassed by the compliments, "Come and see what I brought back today."
They are now in the border town, and what General Huo and Mrs. Huo gave them are mostly practical.
The family spent the whole morning cleaning up and finally got everything in order.
It’s New Year’s Eve.
In the afternoon, the family was about to start preparing the New Year’s Eve dinner, but was stopped by Jun Qiulan.
"I bought an induction cooker and some batteries. Let's have hot pot tonight. We still have some vegetables at home. I'll go buy some ingredients over there and have hot pot. It will be a lively occasion for the whole family."
He has never eaten hotpot before. Hotpot is more fun when eaten with many people.
Moreover, it is troublesome to prepare a large table for the New Year’s Eve dinner. Hot pot is much simpler. You just need to wash and cut the vegetables and cook whatever you want to eat.
He had already made plans and even bought a double-boiled hot pot.
He wanted to try the spicy hot pot, as he quite liked spicy food, while the other half got the bone soup base.
The whole family thought it was a good idea and did as he said.
The first year in the border town ended with a hot pot meal.
Jun Shuwan was hissing from the spiciness, but she couldn't help but put her chopsticks into the hot pot.
Jun Qiulan had no choice but to pour her another glass of milk. "Take your time. If you like it, you can eat as much as you want during this period."
This hot pot is so simple.
As long as you have the base ingredients, anything you cook will taste good.
Jun Shuwan stuck out her tongue and said, "This chili is delicious. You should eat chili in winter. It will warm you up after eating it."
Jun Qiulan thought for a moment, "Dad, Uncle Ma allocated a piece of wasteland to us."
Jun Yu understood immediately, "Lan'er wants to grow this pepper?"
This chili is delicious, he couldn't help but eat a few more mouthfuls of the hot pot.
Jun Qiulan nodded. "Regarding food, potatoes, sweet potatoes, and corn need to be gradually promoted. These are enough to ensure that the people have enough to eat. However, we can't complain about the lack of variety in seasonings."
exactly.
This pepper is like cotton.
Dasheng actually has had chili peppers for a long time, but no one has ever put them on the table; they are just treated as ornamental plants.
Then if they grow this thing themselves, it won't seem out of place.
Potatoes, sweet potatoes, and corn do not exist in this world, so they are not suitable when they come from their hands. But peppers are different.
Jun Qiulan continued, "Also, as I mentioned before about selling recipes, quite a few dishes there actually have chili added to them."
He often packs some dishes back from there, and everyone in the family has tried the spicy dishes.
It’s just that the spiciness before wasn’t as direct as today’s hot pot.
Jun Yu seemed to be thinking about something. "That piece of land looks quite large. If we want to open it up, it will probably take some effort."
Jun Qiulan couldn't help laughing. Their family had never done farm work.
It's not something to be ashamed of.
He said, "We'll find two skilled men in the village, pay them some money, and they'll dig it out for us in two or three days. Also, my son is still thinking about a problem: the farmyard manure here doesn't seem as good as the one over there. When spring comes, I'll talk to Uncle Ma about improving the production of farmyard manure."
In ancient times, in rural areas, a pile of chicken shit was considered property. This statement is not an exaggeration at all.
Feces can be used as fertilizer.
Sometimes you can see people in the village having diarrhea, and they insist on holding it in and going home to defecate.
If the farmyard manure is not a big deal if it is spread out, it won't be considered a big achievement. People in higher positions won't care about shit, urine and fart.
Jun Yu nodded, "That's fine."
After two rounds of hot pot, the table was not cleared and the family watched the Spring Festival Gala program downloaded by Jun Qiulan.
I heard that this program is played during the New Year in that world. Whether you watch it or not, it is quite lively as the background music for the New Year's Eve dinner.
Of course, they were all from previous years, and he downloaded them according to the ones with the highest ratings given by netizens.
This was the first time Song Yan had seen such high technology. He was so surprised that he was speechless. He wanted to ask, but he didn't know where to start.
Tonight’s hot pot also includes several large plates of fresh beef and beef balls.
This is nothing. I have eaten beef noodles before, so it doesn’t seem surprising that my cousin can get beef.
It's this induction cooker.
Even without fire, the pot can be boiled. It is said that it uses electricity. There is electricity in the battery and it can last for several days.
These things are incredible.
I can't bring myself to ask. I don't know where to start.
Just keep silent and continue watching this so-called show.
You know what, this show is pretty funny.
This battery was also pushed to him by Jun Qiulan after he searched for the generator and got the big data.
He probably understood it as a large power bank that could store more electricity.
They don't have many home appliances they can use now, so it's no problem for him to fully charge them there and bring them over to use for a few days.
It's almost time.
Jun Qiulan looked at his cell phone which had no signal. The midnight bell rang and the new year arrived.
"Dad, Mom, Little Sister, Ayan, Happy New Year! I wish our family good health and everything goes well in the new year."
He took out all the New Year's gifts for everyone.
"I'll go back to my room first."
The couple and Jun Shuwan all knew that he should be going there, so they said some festive words, gave each other New Year's money, and then told him to get busy.
Only Song Yan was holding the gift box, confused. Isn't it too early?
They used to have the custom of staying up all night to celebrate the New Year. Doesn’t my cousin need to stay up all night to celebrate the New Year?
But he still didn't ask.
Jun Qiulan tried to hold back his laughter, wondering how long his little cousin could endure it. He went straight back to the rental house from the room.
I didn't change my clothes and didn't need to go out today.
But as soon as he came over, fireworks flashed outside the window.
This was not his first time watching fireworks, but it was his first time seeing people having fun together and setting off fireworks.
He had heard people talking before that big cities had banned the use of fireworks, but since they were a small place, there was no such regulation yet.
The blooming of fireworks is short-lived but beautiful, as it signifies peace and prosperity in the country and the people’s peaceful and prosperous lives.
There were little girls and children downstairs, led by adults, holding sparklers, and their laughter filled the night sky.
The raw materials used to make fireworks are no longer restricted to civilian use, and perhaps they will no longer be used to make weapons.
Jun Qiulan stood by the window, smelling the scent of fireworks and looking at the lights of thousands of homes in front of him, a different emotion welling up in his heart.
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