59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

"Little Lily, don't tell grandpa, grandma, parents or anyone else about what happened just now."

"Big Pot, can't you do that too?"

"Yeah, yeah, me neither."

"I see."

Chen Li nodded and then asked in confusion.

"But Daguo, why isn't Grandpa at home? Isn't he at home? Why isn't he at home?"

"Uh, I feel like you didn't understand at all."

Chen Feng even forgot that no matter how smart his sister was, she was only over 3 years old, a little short of 4 years old, so how could she tell the purpose of their conversation?

In response to the little girl's three questions, Chen Feng could only answer them with a White Rabbit candy.

"Big pot, don't you want to eat?"

"Don't eat."

Back home, everything was as peaceful as usual.

The old lady and Zhou Qing were busy making coats out of wolf skins, while the old man was flipping through medical books and, following Chen Feng's suggestion, was writing a "masterpiece" called the "Barefoot Doctor's Manual."

For this purpose, I borrowed a lot of books from the library.

"Grandpa, you don't need to go into too much detail. The key points are to prevent pests, colds, heat stroke, childbirth, and other things that are closely related to the lives of ordinary people."

Chen Feng came in with a kettle, and seeing that he had also written about subjects like "fractures" and "hemostasis", he couldn't help but offer some advice.

"You have written too much, and they can't remember it. Besides, you can write a draft and after it is published, let the government organize famous doctors in various subjects to fill in more knowledge."

The real "Barefoot Doctor Manual" was compiled by Shanghai University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Zhejiang University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, etc. It is the result of the hard work of a group of Chinese medicine practitioners!

This is not the work of one person!

But now there are still eleven years before this book is published.

If it could have appeared earlier, I don’t know how many Chinese people could have been saved.

Especially after the storm started, traditional Chinese medicine became feudal thinking and Western medicine became worshipping foreign things and selling out the country. Countless innocent people and young mothers who should not have died died in the storm that blew down from the sky.

If it could be published before 62 and popularized on a large scale, the old man would have been extremely blessed!

The old man looked up at Chen Feng and asked curiously, "Xiao Feng, why do you seem to be more anxious than me?"

Chen Feng said awkwardly: "I'm not worried that you're too tired and turned a good thing into a bad thing."

"Besides, if you finish writing sooner, I can enjoy my life sooner."

"Haha, how much blessing can you get from this? At most, I'll give you a reward of more than ten yuan." The old man said unconcernedly, "Our family doesn't lack this little money. Just think of it as accumulating merit for our ancestors."

"Hey, other people's ancestors have accumulated virtue, but our family does the opposite."

Give the cup to Chen Li, who likes to "work", and ask her to give it to the old man.

But in my heart I was wanting to urge the old man to finish it as soon as possible, preferably in 1960, and have the first edition published in 1961.

Because it's very simple, medical scientists have national boundaries, but medicine has no national boundaries.

The Barefoot Doctor's Manual is one of the most widely published and exported cultural works in my country. Even in the 21st century, some British bookstores still have translated versions.

Publish earlier, export earlier, and become famous abroad earlier.

Especially Hong Kong Island.

Chen Feng thought that if all went well, the value of the "Barefoot Doctor's Manual" would be verified after 1962 and it might be printed on a large scale by the government.

By September 1962, the wind had almost started to pick up. The hard-working faction was further marginalized, and the makeshift team of boasters and flatterers grew larger and larger.

For this purpose, the great writer invented three key words: "dark wind", "individual work wind" and "overturning the verdict wind".

At that time, it will definitely affect the promotion of the "Barefoot Doctor Manual" to some extent.

Therefore, 1962 is a key year!

After several years of preparation and the introduction of this book from abroad, by 1965, the old man's reputation as a famous doctor was well known, and Chen Feng could prepare to move his family away. Only then could his space realize its true commercial value - Chinese medicinal herb cultivation.

The methods of moving are readily available.

Grandpa Lou, you don't mind if your son-in-law and his family take a ride with you, right?

Just a few boat tickets!

"Grandpa, drink some water." Chen Li handed the cup to the old man.

"Good, Lily is so good!"

The old man's compliment made the little girl even happier. She took another cup to her grandmother, and later gave another cup to Zhou Qing.

"Big pot, I want to drink too."

"Okay, I'll give you a cup of sugar water."

"Thank you, cauldron."

After Chen Hao and Hu Bayi came back, Chen Feng started cooking.

As it was getting dark, the old man put down his pen and began to call the little girl.

"Little Lily, come and read."

"Cauldron!"

Chen Li hid in the kitchen, hugged his legs, tears welling up in her eyes, and she was unwilling to go over.

"Lily, if you don't study, grandpa won't let you eat dinner, but dinner includes meat."

Chen Feng picked up a piece of rabbit meat and showed it to her.

"Woo woo, I want to eat meat."

The little girl cried very sadly and looked back every step, hoping that the big pot would speak. Unfortunately, Chen Feng just smiled and waved at her.

In less than thirty seconds, the old man's exclamation was heard in the Chen family compound.

"Xiao Feng, where did the little girl get the golden lock?"

Chen Feng walked to the kitchen door and replied, "Grandpa, Lao Guan gave it to me."

Inside the study, the old man was holding the golden lock, looking a little uneasy.

"Grandpa, I'll give you the golden lock and I won't go to school, okay?" the little girl asked expectantly.

The old man smiled and said, "You have to give me the golden lock, but I still have to read the book!"

“Wow, wow, grandpa bullies me, big pot, grandpa bullies me!”

The little girl instantly turned into a fountain of tears and burst into tears.

"Hey, it's fudge!"

"Where, Grandpa, where?"

The little girl stopped crying immediately and looked around with her big eyes.

"For you to eat."

The old man fed the candy in his hand to his granddaughter and took off the gold locket from her neck.

This thing is worth thousands of dollars. How dare I hang it around her neck so casually? If it gets stolen, I won't be able to sleep at night.

"When you grow up and get married, take this golden lock with you to your husband's house."

Chen Li was eating candy, tears still on her face, and pouted, "I'm not going to other people's houses. I want to eat meat with the big pot."

The old man couldn't help laughing.

"It's better now. When you grow up, your arms will be crooked one day."

Using seven or eight candies, the old man successfully bribed the little girl and began to teach her to read.

Chen Feng was cooking in the kitchen. He had braised a large wild rabbit weighing more than 20 kilograms, which took up the entire pot. The peanut oil alone almost used up the oil for an average family of six for a month.

The braised rabbit meat was divided into three portions, most of which was left at home, one lunch box for Hou Polan and one for Lao Guan.

Then he cooked another pheasant and made a casserole stew of pheasant with red dates, which he simmered on low heat for an hour.

Divide the chicken soup into thirds as well.

Finally, six crucian carps were steamed, four of which were left at home, and two were put in the food box given by Guan Yushan.

I ordered three bowls of rice, took three packs of cigarettes and two bottles of bulk Erguotou liquor.

"Mom, you can make the remaining stir-fried cabbage, seaweed egg soup, and shredded potatoes yourself. I'm going to Lao Guan's house."

"Why are we going to their house now?" Zhou Qing asked as he walked out of the room.

Chen Feng held up the lunch box and said, "Old Guan gave the little girl several thousand dollars today, so I have to show some appreciation."

"How could you accept such a valuable thing? Return it quickly."

Zhou Qing is a traditional Chinese woman. She is honest and kind by nature and is unwilling to take advantage of others.

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Mom, for old man Guan, this kind of thing is worthless. It would be better for me to send him more delicious food."