After traveling through time, she took her husband to be a food doctor

As the night deepened, everyone cleaned up the yard a little, only to feel their legs weak and hungry. At this time, a figure flashed into the yard. Looking closely, it was the head of the village. In the dim light, he was holding a small iron pot, looking a little strenuous.

"Doctor Lin, I heard that you made seafood porridge for the villagers today. It was really expensive." The head of the village still had some doubts in his heart, but seeing how generous they were, he felt a little embarrassed.

"Thank you, Uncle Village Chief." Xiaohu took the pot. An Yumo opened it and saw a stack of bowls and a new pair of bamboo chopsticks inside. A smile immediately appeared on her face. "You are really a timely help. We were just worried about not having bowls and chopsticks to eat."

"Thank you, uncle head of the village." Everyone expressed their gratitude.

"This is something that's unused at home. Do you need anything else?"

Ding Xirui looked at the kitchen and said, "We need to eat every day, and we also need to cook for the patients. There is not much oil and salt left, and the food is almost used up. Today, an old lady said she could sell us some, but it is definitely not enough for her family alone..."

As she was talking, two more people came into the yard. One of them was the old lady who said she was selling grain during the day. The other was a young man, probably her son, pulling a cart loaded with rice.

"Is such a big bag of rice enough?" the old lady asked anxiously. Now that she had business, her condition seemed to have improved a lot.

"Sister-in-law, does your family have enough food? Do you want to sell such a big bag of rice?" asked the head of the village.

"Of course it's not enough. My two old daughters are married, so we can save some food rations." The old lady said as she opened the bag of rice. Immediately, the fresh fragrance of new rice wafted to her face.

Ding Xirui walked forward, grabbed a handful, looked at it carefully, and thought to himself how great it would be if the soil around here was not lacking in selenium.

"Auntie, how much is it?" she asked.

"Just pay according to the market price. This is one stone of rice."

"This is brown rice, right?" Banxia grabbed a handful and said.

"Pinxia, ​​brown rice will do." Ding Xirui patted her and said, "Go get five hundred yuan."

"Five hundred coins..." The old lady couldn't suppress a smile on her face, and a hint of suspicion appeared on the face of the village head. The price given by Ding Xirui was higher than the market price.

Lin Mingxuan took out two Shouyang pills and handed them to the old lady along with some silver money. "Auntie, you must sleep warmly at night. Hold this pill in your palm and drink the medicine after breakfast tomorrow."

"Thank you, doctor..." The old lady took it with both hands, said goodbye and left with satisfaction.

"Uncle Headman, you haven't eaten yet, come and have some porridge with us. There's more in the small pot." An Yumo said. If he didn't eat soon, he would run out of strength and could hardly lift his arms.

The headman hesitated for a moment and nodded, "In that case, I won't be polite." He was also very curious about the seafood porridge.

The only two oil lamps were placed on the table, but the room was still pitch dark. Everyone sat around the table. There were not enough stools, so they simply moved some thicker firewood into the room.

When the porridge was in hand, I didn't care about anything else, just the sound of "slurping". The rice, vegetable and meat particles entered my stomach, and my body instantly warmed up.

"I'm alive." An Yumo murmured.

After a while, the whole pot of porridge was finished. Chenpi and the other guys were still not satisfied, but helplessly, it was gone.

"This porridge is really delicious." The head of the village sighed, "No wonder so many people are willing to come here."

An Yumo smiled and said, "Not only is it delicious, it can also nourish the body."

The headman moved the bowl closer to the light and fiddled with his chopsticks twice, stirring up the meat and vegetables in the porridge.

"How can we in the village afford to eat these..." The head of the village returned to his seat.

"Uncle Village Head, how many people are there in the village now?" Lin Mingxuan asked.

"About 200 people, young and old."

That is indeed a small number, but judging from the size of the village from the mountain, it doesn't seem like there are only a hundred or so people.

"Uncle Village Chief, have many people moved away?" Ding Xirui asked.

"Yes, there was a severe drought more than a decade ago. The river almost dried up and the harvest in the fields dropped drastically. Some people couldn't bear it and went out to make a living."

"Is that why there are so many abandoned houses?" Xiao Qiang said. He walked outside today and saw many empty yards that were almost abandoned. It was quite scary.

The mayor sighed:

"Yes, I sold the land to someone else. If I have money in the future, I will set up business somewhere else and will not come to Xiaoshi Village again."

It is surrounded by mountains and miasma. The government does not care about anything else except collecting taxes. Once people leave, they will never want to come back.

But why are there still so many people staying here?

"Uncle Village Chief, why haven't you thought about moving out?" An Yumo asked.

The head of the village shook his head, "Where should we move to? Where is the land for us to farm?" He pointed outside and continued, "The land in Xiaoling Village in front is not as much as here. There will be a fight if we move there. Behind us is Yonghe County. The government of Yonghe County will not allow us to move there, and the government of Lan County will not let us go either." After he said that, he curled his lips.

An Yumo looked embarrassed.

Lin Mingxuan coughed lightly, "Village Chief, five people came to see the doctor today, all with Yin symptoms. I heard from my sister-in-law that the villagers often feel palpitations, shortness of breath, and cold hands and feet. Can you please talk to everyone and take time out every day to treat the illness?"

"Well, that's easy. Just go out and take a walk around the village tomorrow morning. However, I guess you don't need my help. Today's seafood porridge is enough. Let's see how many people come tomorrow." The head of the village smiled.

"Thank you."

After seeing the headman off, An Yumo sat down on a small stool, but the stool was not solid at all and it swayed and fell over.

"I'm exhausted."

"Thank you for your hard work today, Chef An." Ding Xirui and Xiaoqin helped her up.

"Quickly clean up and go to bed."

"it is good--"

Everyone dragged their tired bodies and simply washed up beside the bucket, not caring about the cold water. Before entering the house, An Yumo went to the kitchen again and struggled to soak the brown rice - brown rice is difficult to cook and must be soaked.

"It's finally time to go to bed." She took off her jacket and coat and got into bed.

Ding Xirui took off his clothes and hung them aside, then he also lay down in the bed, "Thank you for your hard work today, cooking so many dishes."

"It's the first time for me to wash so much rice, process so many clams, soak dried mushrooms, and cut cabbage..." An Yumo stared at the roof in a daze, as if his soul had left his body.

“I didn’t expect so many people to come on the first day.”

"There's free food, who wouldn't want it? People are rushing around, and I have no choice but to cook."

"You don't have to be so anxious starting tomorrow."

“But it’s still a lot to cook, right?”

"Well, cook all the vegetables and meat we brought..."

The two chatted intermittently and fell asleep unknowingly.