Cross the doghouse to save Party A, Your Highness owes me ten mines

Even though the group left Xishui Village later, the villagers still left one or two trusted managers here to manage these businesses.

The mountain behind Xishui Village is the ore mining area. There must be a trusted manager in charge within a hundred miles around it. It is expected that all mining will be completed in ten days, and backfilling can begin.

The piglets in the yard also need someone to take care of them.

As soon as Xia Shi and Lou Junze entered the door, the little pig in the pigsty started to grunt. From the sound and rhythm, one could tell that it was happy and expectant.

This is just like when a person who often feeds pigs gets close to the edge of the pigpen, all the pigs in the pen grunt and squeeze over. Miss Xia Shi, who has studied livestock behavioral language for some time, was not surprised at all.

Only the Crown Prince, who had never raised pigs, asked curiously, "What is it saying?"

Xia Shi: "It said it's hungry!"

Lou Junze: "..." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince pointed to the pig trough in the pigsty and said frankly: "There's still half a bowl of food in its bowl!"

Xia Shi: "The little guy is so greedy. I always liked to bring delicious food to it. You still remember me? You are so smart." As he said that, he took out a small red fruit from his sleeve and threw it in. The little pig took a bite and started to eat happily.

Lou Junze silently asked someone to bring over the basket of stored mountain reds from the car.

In order not to alarm the villagers, the two men had no intention of disappearing, but instead took the carriage in from the village entrance.

Xia Shi was feeding the piglets fruits while communicating with them. The piglets could no longer be called piglets. They grew very fast, ate a lot, and grew fast. They were so big that they were almost as big as half a pig.

"Does your back usually hurt?"

"Does it feel itchy?"

"Or any other feeling?"

"Hum hum……"

The piglets all feel fine, but could you please not feed them one by one and just pour the basket in?

The steward reported, "Miss, we have been taking care of him according to the rules you mentioned, and the medicines have been changed on time. The wound has recovered very well. If you don't look closely, you can't find any scars. Even the hair has grown very densely. The medicine you gave me is a miracle drug. If we had this in the army, there wouldn't be so many scarred faces..." He sighed.

After the piglet was questioned, he was carried out of the pigsty and placed on the table outside.

This guy probably had never grown up with ordinary pigs, and was often carried around to change dressings, so he didn't panic like ordinary pigs when being carried onto the table. He lay on the table happily eating from the basket carried by the steward, not caring at all that he had already been anesthetized.

There is a kind of calmness that makes one enjoy the process!

The hair on his back was shaved, revealing a few patches of skin where the wounds had once been.

With a little ups and downs, some are flat, and some only have some shallow traces left.

The steward praised: "This recovery is really good. If you don't look closely, who can tell there is a scar? Your medicine is really miraculous!"

This was indeed an improvement, and Miss Xia was overjoyed by the praise. She was a person who had just come into contact with medicine for the first time, and she could achieve this level just based on the primary formula and some publicly published literature that had been made public by Xingji. She didn't expect that she had a talent for medicine.

(*?︶?*),

Miss Xia Shi said objectively: "In theory, it must be completely free of traces to be considered successful, and it needs to be improved twice more."