Yipin Farmer

The next step is to house the new sheep, grab some salt and green grass and get close to the ewe: "You look so white, can I call you Bai Yutang?"

The little ewe ignored him and licked the salt in her hand.

Ting Shuang said again: "If you don't like this name, just call you Xiaobai."

"Baa..." the ewe agreed and continued to eat grass.

Ting Shuang put some wheat straw in the vacant wing room of the house, and used it as a sheepfold. She led the sheep over, stroked the wool, washed her hands, fetched hot water, and wiped the ewes with a clean cloth. Knead it again and squeeze it hard, but it was kicked hard by the ewe.

"Why are you kicking me? It's just for milking, not to kill you." Ting Shuang explained the truth to the sheep, and then bribed the sheep with fresh grass to build a good relationship, and finally milked a can of milk for the sheep. Milk is a good thing, rich in nutrition, suitable for children to drink, and helpful for growth and development.

Unexpectedly, when Tingzhi came back from school at night, she was very embarrassed and refused to drink.

"This goat's milk is the most nourishing for the body. Only when you are healthy can you study well. Why don't you know what to buy?" Ting Shuang wished to pour it down for him.

"It's too smelly, I won't drink it." Ting Zhi resolutely refused, "Brother thinks it's good, you can drink it."

Ting Shuang glanced at him suspiciously. Could it be that he really didn't want to drink it because he hated it?Or for other reasons?

Ting Shuang thought for a while, and analyzed it carefully: "Goat's milk is a good thing that can make the body strong. If we feed it well, we can squeeze about three catties a day. One ewe can produce milk for seven months, which is enough for us. A few drinks, don't worry."

Hearing what he said, Ting Zhi reluctantly pinched his nose and drank a bowl.

"That's good." Ting Shuang also drank a small bowl, it was a bit smelly, although she knew that tea could get rid of the smell, but the tea would cost money, so forget it, just get used to it.

Ting Shuang drove an ox cart to the city, and first sent Yipin roast chicken to Huiyuan Restaurant. The shopkeeper said: "Your customers say that the roast chicken is delicious, and some customers still want to take it home to eat. Can you eat it every day?" How many more will you bring?"

Ting Shuang thought about it, if she opened a restaurant in the future, this roasted chicken would be regarded as a special food, it is best not to open the supply now, lest there will be no novelty in the future. The feeling of being in short supply, because people always feel that something that cannot be eaten is good.

"My family has land to plant, but it really can't be done. If it can't be taken care of, it will be bad if it tastes bad."

The shopkeeper agrees: "Well said, even if you do less and make less money, you must maintain the taste and not spoil your reputation."

Ting Shuang wrote down this precious business experience.He also asked for a price increase, and it cost a lot to buy live chickens, not to mention labor.

"When a customer comes to you and asks for one or two roast chickens, it is impossible not to order other dishes, so you must have made a profit. The Dafeng Restaurant at the west end of the city also wants goods, and the price is higher than this, but because you are a regular customer, so I still want to sell it here," Ting Shuang gave him an analysis.

The shopkeeper understood what he meant, and if he didn’t raise the price, he would sell it to another family. Now that the name of Yipin Roasted Chicken has just been opened, the customers come here to eat it, of course they won’t just eat a chicken, they must order other dishes, and then a few more pots Wine or something.If he doesn't raise the price, he will definitely sell it to someone else, which is definitely not worthwhile for the restaurant.

So the price was raised to [-] Wen each, and it was still [-] per day.

Ting Shuang said goodbye and left, and the shopkeeper saw many fresh vegetables piled up on his car. Pumpkins, eggplants, and winter melons were big and firm, and the vegetables were fresh and juicy, all of which were better than others.Immediately said to buy these vegetables, and promised to buy fresh vegetables from his family every day.

Ting Shuang happily agreed. Although the price is a little cheaper than retail, he doesn't have the time to go to the market every day to set up a stall. After all, it is more convenient to supply directly to restaurants.

In the private room on the second floor, a young nobleman watched him drive away in a bullock cart from the window.

"Master Bao, what are you looking at?" A luxuriously dressed young master beside the table asked.

The young man left the window and sat back at the table.Said: "It's nothing, just looking at the back of the farmer seems to have seen it somewhere."

The servant who was serving beside him smiled and said, "What a noble person the master is, how could he recognize that kind of muddy legs?"

"That's right, don't worry about those muddy legs." The dandy young master said, "This restaurant has a dish called Yipin Roasted Chicken. It tastes very good, just for you to try."

The shopkeeper personally served the dishes, smiling, warm and thoughtful.I personally tore the chicken at the door, put shredded cucumbers on the plate, tore the chicken and put it on top, piled high.

After tearing up the roasted chicken, the shopkeeper brought it up: "Young Master Bao, Young Master Gui, this is the first-grade roasted chicken in the shop. Please take care of it after you finish eating."

The dandy young master smiled and said: "Young Master Bao is just passing by here, and he will leave tomorrow, and if he is too late, he won't be able to take care of your business."

"That's the blessing of the small shop."

Mr. Bao took a piece of roast chicken and tasted it. After chewing it twice, his expression changed drastically.Urgent question: "Who did this?"

Ting Shuang drove the ox cart back to the village, and as soon as he entered the village entrance, he saw Li Dongsheng and his wife looking out at the village entrance.

"Brother Li and sister-in-law, what are you doing here?" Ting Shuang jumped out of the car and asked.

"Looking for you."

"Looking for me? What's the matter?"

Before Ting Shuang could be surprised, they dragged her to a secluded place.

"Big brother, please do me a favor." Mrs. Li said in a low voice.

"What's so tense?"

"A friend of mine surnamed Geng was injured and wanted to find a place to raise him. He didn't dare to let his parents-in-law know, so he asked a big brother for help."

Ting Shuang felt strange and asked, "Why didn't he go to see a doctor when he was injured?"

"It's not convenient, big brother, please keep it secret." Li Dongsheng pleaded with him.

Sister-in-law Li added: "Actually, he is very nice. He has never done anything bad. He just offended people, so it's not easy to show his face."

Seeing their expressions, Ting Shuang suddenly understood that Mrs. Li used to be a performer in the Jianghu, and she probably knew a few friends from the Jianghu. The injured person was probably wanted by the government or hunted down by the enemy. I have helped his family a lot, planted seedlings, repaired fields, bought chickens, and helped him a lot. Now that I have something to ask, it is not easy to refuse, and as the eldest brother and sister-in-law of the Li family, their friends will not be evil. It is good to know a friend from the rivers and lakes to develop business in the future.

"If you can trust me, let that man live in the firewood house in the backyard of my house." Ting Shuang made a decision.

Li Dongsheng and his wife were very grateful, and hurriedly took him to the firewood house in the backyard of Meng's house in the dark, and brought some medicine.

At night, Ting Shuang quietly got up and touched the firewood house. Although Li Dongsheng and his wife only said that it was enough to deliver some water and food to the door of the house every day, he was still a little worried.Who is that man, what kind of injury did he suffer, and he hides from people like this.

As soon as he approached the firewood house, he heard a low shout from inside: "Who?"

Ting Shuang was taken aback. It seemed that this person had excellent eyes and ears, and he seemed to be a master of the rivers and lakes.Quickly agreed: "Brother Geng, it's me."

"Come in."

Ting Shuang went in cautiously and saw him lying still on the grass.

"What's wrong with you? Is it important? Can't you just leave the doctor?"

The one surnamed Geng snorted: "It's okay."

Ting Shuang heard that he was breathing heavily, and knew that he was seriously injured, so she took an oil lamp to shine a light on it, and she was shocked when she saw that his thigh was bloody and fleshy, and the flesh was turned outward, and it was impossible to see what was cut. Yes, very scary.

"You don't need to see a doctor for such an injury, your leg is going to be disabled." Ting Shuang was a little anxious, when will such an injury heal.

"I... can't see the doctor..."

Ting Shuang scratched her head, recalling the medical knowledge she had read in her previous life.Said: "Brother Geng, do you believe me? If you believe me, I will show Zhizhi."

The one surnamed Geng smiled: "Anyway, I can't go to see the doctor. If you have any tricks, you can do whatever you want. I can stand it."

Ting Shuang hurriedly got up to boil water, prepared a clean cloth, and took a sewing needle. Remembering that the two girls from the Zhou family next door raised silkworms to play with, she knocked on the door and asked for some silk thread.

Back in the firewood house, I heated the sewing needle red and bent it, tied the base of my thigh with a belt to prevent bleeding, then wiped the wound with a clean cloth boiled in hot water, wiped off the dirt, and threaded the needle with silk thread. Sew up the wound.

When you're done sewing, take a look...

Forget it, don't look at it, it's a shameful technique, and at the end, it's wrapped up with clean cloth strips.

"Okay, I'll go to Ma Yaozi's house tomorrow to get you some medicine." After thinking for a while, he said, "That's all I can do. Since you don't want to see a doctor, you can only do this. If you can't cure it, don't blame me. ah."

The surnamed Geng smiled indifferently: "Anyway, I can't see a doctor. It's better to let you treat him than to let him die. It's just a leg. Brother, don't worry about it."

Ting Shuang admired him even more when he saw his boldness, and saw that he was sweating profusely from the pain but kept silent while he was being treated.Looking at him carefully, I found that he was very lean, with surprisingly bright eyes, green stubble on his chin, his appearance was very masculine, and his body was even more robust.

Who is he?

Ting Shuang thought about it, didn't ask anything, worked all night, and the next day as usual, picking vegetables, delivering goods to the city, and after returning home, doing housework, cooking, delivering food and water to the people hiding in the backyard, and helping him change his clothes. They didn't dare to let other family members know that Tinghui and Pingan were both talkative people, and they didn't know when they would let others know.

On the third day, Ting Shuang came back from delivering goods in the city, and it was already noon, but she saw Ting Hui stretching her neck at the door, looking at him, and when she saw him coming back, she called anxiously: "Brother, come quickly."

"What's the matter?" Ting Shuang got out of the car, and was dragged into the house by Ting Hui without caring about putting the cow back.

"A person fell down in our field today."

Entering the back room, there was a person lying on the kang, eyes tightly closed, long eyebrows, smooth forehead, delicate face, very familiar, isn't this Mr. Bao?

"Why is he here?" Ting Shuang was extremely surprised.

"I don't know." Ting Hui told him what happened. When he was cooking the crops, he saw a person lying on the ground in the ditch. He turned over and looked, as if he had seen him before. He saw that his face was pale, there was blood on his head, and his body was cold. Where is the injury, quickly carry him home.