A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

When the fat man heard him say this, there was a flash of despair in his eyes.

Song QingHan asked, "are you in a hurry? You can go to the butchers at the butcher's

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. If it wasn't for... I wouldn't come here. Who knows when I'll come next time? Maybe this is the last time

Song QingHan shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he could not help. Just as he was about to leave, Yu Guang suddenly caught a glimpse of the trace on the man's wrist.

Seeing song QingHan, Wu Dahu suddenly stopped and asked, "what's the matter?"

Song QingHan looked at him and asked tentatively, "isn't there another room in our family? Why don't you ask him to come back with us, and we'll give him the seasoning directly? "

When the fat man heard song QingHan say this, his eyes suddenly glowed with brilliance, half expecting and half anxiously waiting for Wu Dahu's reply.

If other men, when they heard that their female male wanted to invite a strange man back to live, they would be furious. But Wu Dahu didn't even think about it. He said, "OK, would you like to go back to the village with us?"

When he asked for his opinion, the fat man nodded quickly and said: "yes, I'll go to the inn to get my luggage right away."

Wu Dahu said, "well," pointing to the distance, we have to go shopping. Then you can go there and wait for us. "

The fat man hesitated for a moment. It seemed that he was afraid that Wu Dahu would leave him, but his luggage could not be left in the inn. He had to promise, "OK, I'll be here soon. If you arrive first, wait for me!"

With that, he ran away like a shell.

When he left, Wu Dahu turned to look at Song QingHan and asked curiously, "how did you suddenly change your mind just now? Are you not afraid to be seen by him about our production methods? "

Song QingHan also had some regrets. After all, the method of making seasoning was a trump card they had to keep secret. It was too risky to take a stranger home rashly.

But when he thought of the picture he had just seen, he couldn't bear it. He explained, "the man should have committed suicide before. There are more than one trace of wrist cutting on his hand."

Wu Dahu stopped for a moment. It seemed that he didn't expect such an answer. He said to himself, "as soon as he heard that he couldn't buy seasonings, he was full of despair. Did he encounter any difficulties and tried to use our seasonings to turn over the dishes?"

Song QingHan sighed and thought for a while, and said in a secluded way: "act according to circumstances. As long as you don't take him to the mountain and avoid him when drying seasoning, there should be no accident."

At least it's a human life. If you can use your own seasoning to make him hope for life, it's also a merit.

Wu Dahu nodded. He had no special idea about this matter. As long as song QingHan wanted to do about it, he would accompany him to do it.

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

It's just that in the blacksmith's shop, there was almost an Wulong incident. Fortunately, the blacksmith didn't expect that the tool taken at that time was now in Song QingHan's hands, saying that he wanted to make another pair for song QingHan. However, song QingHan immediately refused to explain the reason, and the blacksmith did not investigate.

However, when they were about to leave, they got a very interesting news from the blacksmith: Lin Dafu actually managed to do business in the capital city. If he went back, he would probably join the upper class.

Two people look at each other, song QingHan didn't see jealousy from Wu Dahu's eyes, and he was relieved.

Wu Dahu didn't see the envious mood from Song QingHan's eyes, so he was relieved.

On the way back, Wu Dahu thought about it for a while, but he couldn't help but tell his secret thoughts hidden in his heart.

"Xiaohan, in fact, the reason why I agreed to join Laifu this time is that I want to take part in the military test."

"Military test?" Song QingHan repeated it and suddenly realized: "the most powerful one is Wu Zhuangyuan, isn't it?".

Seeing that song QingHan knew about the martial arts test, Wu Dahu nodded and continued: "yes, the registration for the martial arts test has begun. All the participants have to pay a registration fee of 500 Liang silver, so I need the money of Laifu."

"Five hundred taels?"

Song QingHan took a cold breath and asked in doubt: "why should I pay so much registration fee? In this way, those who come from poor families do not even have the qualification to participate? "

Wu Dahu gave a wry smile and explained: "martial arts is what the children of the aristocratic family are good at. Poor people can't compare with those of the aristocratic families who keep their delicacies every day. The registration fee of 500 Liang silver for them is just a matter of waving their sleeves. Therefore, this rule has not been changed since it was founded."

"More importantly." Wu Dahu hesitated and seemed reluctant to say the following words, but he said truthfully: "taking part in the martial arts test can lead to injury at least and death at the worst. The registration fee is used to compensate those people."When they were talking, they had already reached the position agreed with the fat man. Coincidentally, the man happened to come over and heard them talking about the registration fee. He said with emotion: "yes, if you die, you can get 10000 Liang silver compensation. So some people don't want to live, so they borrow 500 Liang silver. After death, they will benefit the family."

Song QingHan's eyes widened as if he could not believe what he had heard.

"How long can ten thousand taels of silver last? Is it more important than a healthy person? "

The little fat man sighed heavily, as if he had thought of something sad. He said sadly, "if you are not forced to have no way out, how can you do this? It's just poor people who will go to take advantage of this kind of loopholes. What's more, if you don't die, you'll be thrown out of the arena directly. That's a waste of five hundred taels of silver. Therefore, this money is not so good. "

Song QingHan turned to look at Wu Dahu and said solemnly, "you can go, but you can't hold this idea. Do you know?"

Wu Dahu lost his smile. Seeing song QingHan's serious look, he corrected his face and said, "you can rest assured. If you can't beat him, I will take the initiative to admit defeat, and I won't even give him the chance to punch me."

Hearing this, song QingHan finally laughed with satisfaction, patted him on the shoulder and praised: "that's the right idea! There's no need to fight for it. It's just a competition! By the way, if you become the champion of martial arts, is there an official? Or money? "

Wu Dahu thought about it for a while, but he was not sure: "there should be an official. As for what it is, it depends on the situation. If you have money, as long as you become the number one martial arts scholar, you can get the rest of the registration fee in your pocket except for the compensation. "

Song QingHan blinked his eyes, as if floating in front of countless Yuan Bao.

The slightly fat man probably came out of the mood just now and added with a smile: "the official of the No.1 martial arts scholar is not a small official. As long as he gets the No.1 martial arts scholar, he has not obtained the rank below five grades."

Five grades? Although song QingHan didn't know exactly how powerful the five grades were, he knew that Jiupin was called sesame official, which was the smallest official. In this way, the five grades were just in the middle. As a starting point of one's official career, it was indeed a very good rank.

But that's to say, just use your toes to know that Wu Zhuangyuan is not so good. He doesn't have so much expectation for Wu Dahu. He just hopes to be safe.

Just as they were talking, the cart came, and the three took their belongings, got on the cart and went to the village.

On the way back, song QingHan finally knew the name of the fat man: yuan boshu.

Not only that, but also know what he does and why he needs their seasonings so much.

It turned out that the former boshu was in a restaurant business in their town, and he was also a rich man. However, a while ago, a group of outsiders came to the town. They not only opened a new and large restaurant, but also did a lot of activities, robbing the customers of the former boshu.

At first, I didn't pay attention to the original book until I found that my restaurant had been sparsely occupied for half a month. Finally, I realized that it was wrong.

However, by the time he realized it, he had missed the best opportunity. The restaurant had already spread bad news outside and firmly controlled the customers.

After half a month, the cook and the waiter in the restaurant left one after another and joined the team of the restaurant.

The core of his business is that the food is delicious. Now that even the cook is gone, what advantage can his restaurant have?

If that's all, the worst thing is that his husband suddenly put forward and left, and took the initiative to expose the fact that he had been colluding with the original cook.

He was soft-natured and read old love, and he didn't even write the letter of divorce. He wrote and left the book according to his husband's will. Unexpectedly, this incident turned out to be evidence of his husband's falling down.

The original uncle, who was sued by his husband for various crimes, had no choice but to compensate all his family property to his husband.

He would have committed suicide if he hadn't had a child under his knee.

However, despite the belief that he had children to support his survival, he still tried to commit suicide several times, but failed each time. Therefore, song QingHan saw so many scars on his wrist.