A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

When the fat man heard him say that, despair flashed in his eyes.

Song Qinghan couldn't bear to ask: "Are you in a hurry? You can go to the butchers at the meat stand to buy."

The man shook his head and said dejectedly: "It's too little, I need more seasoning, after all, it's not easy to come here once, if it's not because... I wouldn't come here either, who knows the next time I come here When is it? Maybe this is the last time."

Song Qinghan shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he was helpless, and when he was about to leave, he caught a glimpse of the mark on the man's wrist from the corner of his eye.

Seeing Song Qinghan suddenly stop, Wu Dahu turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Qinghan glanced at him, and asked tentatively: "Don't we have an extra room in our house? Why don't we let him go back with us, and we'll give it to him directly after we make the seasoning?"

Hearing what Song Qinghan said, the fat man's eyes suddenly glowed again, half looking forward to half anxiously waiting for Wu Dahu's answer.

If it were any other men, when they heard that their own male and female were going to invite a strange man back to live, they might be furious, but Wu Dahu didn't even think about it, and said directly: "Okay, are you willing to go back to the village with us?"

Hearing him asking for his opinion, the fat man nodded quickly and said repeatedly: "Yes, I will go to the inn to get my luggage right away!"

Wu Dahu gave a "hmm", pointed to the distance and said, "We still have to go shopping, so you can go there and wait for us."

The chubby man hesitated for a while, as if he was afraid that Wu Dahu and the others would leave him behind, but his luggage could not be left behind at the inn, so he agreed, "Okay, I'll be right there, if you guys arrive first, we'll be there for you." Wait for me!"

After finishing speaking, he ran away without a trace, just like a fired shell.

After he left, Wu Dahu turned his head to look at Song Qinghan, and asked curiously: "Why did you suddenly change your mind just now? Aren't you afraid that he will see our production method?"

Song Qinghan also regretted it a bit. After all, the method of making the seasoning was the trump card that they had to keep secret. It was too risky to take a stranger home hastily.

But when he thought of the scene he saw just now, he couldn't bear it, and explained: "The man should have committed suicide before, and there are more than one wrist marks on his hands."

Wu Dahu paused, as if he didn't expect such an answer, and said to himself: "When he heard that he couldn't buy the seasoning, his face was full of despair. Could it be that he encountered some difficulties and tried to use our seasonings? Turn over?"

Song Qinghan sighed, thought for a while, and quietly said: "Just play it by ear, as long as you don't take him to the mountains and avoid him when drying the seasoning, there shouldn't be any trouble."

Anyway, it is a human life, if you can use your own seasoning to ignite the hope of life in him, it will be considered a merit.

Wu Dahu nodded, he had no special thoughts on this matter, as long as Song Qinghan wanted to do it, then just accompany him to do it.

The two went to other places to buy some necessary supplies. Considering that the trip was imminent, Wu Dahu also went to the blacksmith to make a crossbow, which could be picked up in three days, which was convenient for self-defense and carrying.

It's just that there was an oolong incident at the blacksmith shop. Fortunately, the blacksmith didn't expect that the tool that was taken away was now in Song Qinghan's hands. He said he wanted to help Song Qinghan make another pair, but Song Qinghan immediately So he refused, without elaborating on the reasons, and the blacksmith didn't pursue it.

However, when the two were about to leave, they got an interesting piece of news from the blacksmith: Lin Dafu had actually brought his business to the capital, and he was about to join the upper class when he returned.

The two looked at each other, and Song Qinghan was relieved that he didn't see any jealousy from Wu Dahu's eyes.

Wu Dahu didn't see any envy from Song Qinghan's eyes, so he also heaved a sigh of relief.

On the way back, Wu Dahu thought for a while, but couldn't help but speak out the secret thoughts hidden deep in his heart.

"Xiaohan, in fact, the reason why I agreed to join Laifu this time is that I want to participate in the martial arts test."

"Martial arts test?" Song Qinghan repeated, and suddenly realized: "The most powerful one is the champion of martial arts, isn't it?".

Seeing that Song Qinghan actually knew about the martial arts test, Wu Dahu nodded and continued: "Yes, registration for the martial arts test has begun, and all participants have to pay a registration fee of 500 taels, so I need the money from Laifu .”

"Ten taels?"

Song Qinghan took a breath and asked suspiciously: "Why do you have to pay so much registration fee? In this way, wouldn't those people from poor backgrounds not even be eligible to participate?"

Wu Dahu gave a wry smile, and explained: "Martial arts is something that the children of the family are good at. The poor people can't compare with those children of the family who raise delicacies every day. The registration fee of 500 taels is very important for them It's just a matter of waving your sleeves, so the rule hasn't changed since it was created."

"What's more important." Wu Dahu paused, as if he was very reluctant to say the following, but he still said truthfully: "Participating in the martial arts test can result in injury or death, and the registration fee is used to compensate those people. "

While talking, the two had reached the agreed position with the fat man. Coincidentally, the man ran over and heard them talking about the registration fee, and said with emotion: "Yes, if you die, you can get 1 yuan. Two taels of silver as compensation, so some people don’t want to live, so they borrow 500 taels of silver, and when they die, it can be regarded as a blessing for the family.”

Song Qinghan's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe what he heard.

"How long will 1 taels of silver last? Is it as important as a healthy person?"

The fat man sighed heavily, as if he had thought of something sad, and said sadly: "If it wasn't for being forced to nowhere, why did you make such a bad move? Those who would take advantage of such loopholes are all poor people, let alone If he didn't die and was kicked out of the ring directly, it would be a waste of the 500 taels of silver, so the money is not so good."

Song Qinghan turned to look at Wu Dahu, and said seriously: "You can go, but you must not hold such thoughts, you understand?"

Wu Dahu laughed. Seeing Song Qinghan's serious expression, he straightened his face and said affirmatively, "Don't worry, if you encounter someone you can't beat, I will take the initiative to admit defeat, and I won't even give him a chance to punch me."

Hearing what he said, Song Qinghan finally smiled with satisfaction, patted him on the shoulder, and praised: "That's the right idea! Why bother to fight to the death, isn't it just a competition! By the way, if you become Wu Zhuangyuan, do you have an official position? Or do you have money?"

Wu Dahu thought for a while, and said uncertainly: "There should be an official. As for what it is, it depends on the situation. In terms of money, as long as you become the champion of martial arts, except for the compensation part, the rest of the registration fee can be collected. middle."

Song Qinghan blinked, as if countless ingots were floating in front of his eyes.

The slightly fat man probably got out of the emotion just now, and added with a smile: "A military champion is not a petty official. As long as he has won the martial arts champion, he has never obtained an official rank below the fifth rank."

Fifth grade?Although Song Qinghan is not very clear about how powerful the fifth rank is, he knows that the ninth rank is called the sesame official, which is the smallest official. If calculated in this way, the fifth rank is just in the middle, and it is the starting point of a person's career. That being said, it is indeed a very good rank.

But all this means that, just thinking about it with his toes, he knows that Wu Zhuangyuan is not that good. He doesn't have such high expectations for Wu Dahu, he just hopes that nothing will happen.

While talking, the bullock cart came over, and the three of them took their belongings, got on the bullock cart, and went to the village.

On the way back, Song Qinghan finally knew the fat man's name: Yuan Boshu.

Not only that, but also what he does and why they need their seasoning so much.

It turned out that this original Boshu was in their town, and he was in the restaurant business. The restaurant even did a lot of activities, grabbing all the original Boshu's customers.

At first, Yuan Boshu didn't take it seriously, but he didn't realize that something was wrong until he realized that his restaurant had been empty for half a month.

However, when he realized it, he had already missed the best opportunity. That restaurant had already spread unfavorable news outside, and firmly controlled the customers in his own hands.

In this way, half a month later, the cook and the waiter in the restaurant saw that he had nothing to do, so they left one after another and joined the team of that restaurant.

The core reason why his business can grow so big is that the food is delicious. Now that even the cook is gone, what advantage does his restaurant have?

If that's the case, that's all. The worst thing is that his husband suddenly proposed to divorce, and took the initiative to reveal the fact that he had hooked up with the original cook a long time ago.

He is soft-tempered and nostalgic for old love, he really didn't even write the letter of divorce, he wrote the letter of resignation according to his husband's wishes, but he didn't expect this incident to become evidence of his husband's backlash.

Yuan Boshu, who was sued by his husband on various charges to the government, had no choice but to pay all his family property to his husband.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a child under his knees, he would have committed suicide long ago.

However, even though he had children as the belief to support him to live, he still tried to commit suicide several times, but each time he failed, that's why Song Qinghan saw so many scars on his wrist.