A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Song Qinghan was at a loss for words, because he really couldn't come up with any tricks.

It's not like modern times here. If you record it with a mobile phone or a voice recorder, no matter what he said, he can get the punishment he deserves, and he can't wait until he really commits a crime before looking for someone to verify it. It's unbearably disgusting.

Seeing Song Qinghan's devastated expression, the man seemed even more excited. He quietly stretched out his hand, touched Song Qinghan's waist, and said in a low voice, "Do you want now or at night? One person, or several? Um?"

Song Qinghan avoided subconsciously, and when he was about to reprimand him, he thought of something, and suddenly said calmly: "How many people can there be? How many ways?"

The man laughed, pointed at Song Qinghan, shook his head and said, "So you think I can't satisfy you, don't worry! You can have as many as you want! I promise you won't repeat the same one night!"

Song Qinghan's eyebrows twitched, and he said calmly: "Do you often play like this? Are there other females?"

The more he said this, the more excited the man was, and he clapped his hands and said, "It seems that you know a lot! If that's the case, then I can tell you directly, don't talk about females, they are barbarians. If you want, There will be! Then you will know what 'looking like a horse' is..."

Barbarians?Song Qinghan narrowed his eyes, as if he had heard something interesting, and said slowly: "The barbarians you are talking about are captives? Didn't you say that captives should be treated well if they don't kill or hurt?"

The man sneered and said with disdain on his face: "How can there be so much food to feed those barbarian sons of bitches? Of course, we can use what can be used, and kill what can't be used!"

Song Qinghan's heart tightened, as if he didn't expect that the emperor's orders would have no effect here. These people actually have their own way of doing things, but they don't know if this kind of thing of using captives as prostitutes is common, or is it just a small Happens between groups.

If only a small group exists, then there is no risk in what he is going to do, but if it is widespread, then...wouldn't he be using himself to hit the gun?

Seeing him hesitate, the man probably thought he was worried about safety issues, touched his chin with a smile, and said affirmatively: "Don't worry, our actions are very secretive, as long as you think about it, there will be absolutely no problems, the most important thing is Yes, if you are taken by an adult, your future..."

He deliberately didn't finish his words, just to leave room for Song Qinghan's imagination. Even if Song Qinghan didn't get what he wanted, he could still push the matter to Song Qinghan himself. After all, it was Song Qinghan's own fantasy. , he didn't promise anything.

Song Qinghan is not a child, he saw this trick clearly, but he didn't say it out loud, and said calmly: "Let me think about it, anyway, it's still early before dark. By the way, if I If you want to go, how should you go?"

Seeing that Song Qinghan let go, the man didn't put any more pressure on him, because he knew very well the power of the inner demon, it's okay not to move this idea, once he moves, he will be hooked sooner or later.

But even so, he still didn't tell Song Qinghan the address directly, he just smiled and said: "You can go to my tent to find me when the time comes, and I will personally take you to that place of bliss, understand?"

When he said this, his eyes narrowed and his eyebrows raised slightly, as if he was implying something, which made Song Qinghan feel sick.

It seems that it is not that simple to know the secret. Judging from this person's performance, he clearly wants to get Song Qinghan to Fa-rectification on the spot before bringing Song Qinghan in. Song Qinghan went.

After weighing the pros and cons in his mind, Song Qinghan raised his hand and hugged the man, and said calmly: "Then I will take my leave first, and my lord will also go back to have a good rest and recharge your batteries, so that we can enjoy ourselves to the fullest."

After hearing Song Qinghan's words, the man thought that Song Qinghan agreed to his proposal, so he went to look for him at night, he was overjoyed, and clapped his hands and said, "Okay, okay, I'll go back and get ready now, take a hot bath, sleep When I wake up, I can see you, the little beauty..."

Song Qinghan frowned slightly, but there was still a smile on his lips. After watching the man leave, he pondered for a moment and then left.

It doesn’t matter whether he is a holy father or hypocritical, anyway, he really doesn’t like the captives being treated casually. The lack of food and grass is not an excuse. The tenacity of human vitality has been enough in the 70s and [-]s in the world where he was in his previous life. prove.

Even if he is in the enemy's camp now, when he sees the barbarians mistreating the Aoki people, he will still think the same way. This has nothing to do with position, but with humanity.

Before returning to his tent, Song Qinghan turned to the kitchen, secretly took a stick of charcoal, wrapped it in a handkerchief, and hid it in his sleeve.

After returning, he took out a piece of rice paper that he carried with him, thought for a while, picked up a stick of charcoal and wrote on it.

After roughly writing out the news he had just learned, he disposed of the charcoal sticks and handkerchief, held the piece of rice paper, and hesitated.

For whom?Wu Dahu?But will Wu Dahu be involved in his disadvantage?And in the process of investigating, will he be recognized by Wu Dahu?

But handing it over to others...he is not at ease.

He thought about it but didn't make up his mind, and Jiayi came back from work at this time.

When he saw Jiayi, Song Qinghan's heart moved, and he suddenly said: "I found something that can be done, but it's a bit dangerous. I can't take the risk with my family and my family."

Jiayi paused, as if she didn't expect Song Qinghan to tell him such a thing, and couldn't help asking curiously: "What is it?"

Song Qinghan crumpled the rice paper in his hand, threw it on the ground, sighed heavily, shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'll just pretend I didn't see it, anyway, it's useless for me to claim credit, the whole family It’s better to be safe and sound, even if you get riches and honors, you won’t be able to enjoy them.”

After finishing speaking, he ignored Jiayi's strange gaze, opened the tent and walked outside.

Jiayi carefully looked at the door, saw that Song Qinghan had really left, and said with a sneer, "I'm so cowardly, why don't you say that you don't have any blessings? If you have riches and honors, are you afraid that you won't be blessed?"

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but glance at the ball of paper that Song Qinghan had thrown away, stood up, walked quickly to pick up the ball of paper, and said while spreading it out: "I want to see what it is, Scared him into that look..."

Halfway through, there were some crackling noises at the door, which scared him to quickly stuff the ball of paper into his arms.

Song Qinghan carefully placed the door curtain, turned around and looked at Jiayi with a terrified face, and said in surprise, "What's wrong with you? You've caught a cold? Your face is so pale like something."