A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

After finishing a set of punches, Yuan Wenxuan looked up at Song Qinghan and Wu Dahu, took out a piece of candy from his pocket, and put it next to Xiao Shitou's mouth. shallow smile.

But he didn't let Xiaoshi lick for a long time, and put away the candy after about ten strokes. Seeing Xiaoshi frowning, he taught seriously: "Master said not to eat too much, too much candy will make your teeth fall out!"

Although Xiao Shitou didn't know what he meant, he still nodded and echoed, "It will fall! It will fall!"

After he finished speaking, he opened his mouth wide, as if he was expecting Yuan Wenxuan to give him another bite of candy for the sake of being so obedient.

Everyone couldn't help laughing because of his cute and naive appearance. Suddenly, the air was filled with their melodious laughter, which spread far away with the wind.

With the small stone as an adjustment, Song Qinghan didn't feel that the journey was difficult at all, but felt that he had arrived in Xingyue City in the blink of an eye.

The reason why Xingyue City got its name is very simple. It is entirely because the night scene here is very beautiful. As long as it does not rain, you can see the picture of the stars and the moon almost every day.

Compared with Banyue City, Xingyue City is much smaller and dilapidated, but although the sparrow is small and complete, everything they want to buy can be bought here.

Song Qinghan thought that after using his set of surgical knives for so long, it was almost on the verge of being scrapped, so he went to the blacksmith shop first.

He wanted to let the blacksmith understand what he wanted to do by describing what he wanted to do like last time, but when he found that the blacksmith was still confused after listening for a long time, he knew that not all blacksmiths were like the blacksmiths in the small town before them empathetic.

Fortunately, he has the habit of carrying surgical knives with him, so when he took out his baggage from the carriage and showed the set of surgical knives in front of the blacksmith, the blacksmith immediately reacted, picked up the set of knives and looked at it carefully , sighed while looking at it: "It's really amazing, it must have been made by a top blacksmith in Aoki, look at this blade, it's so beautiful, it's really so beautiful..."

They looked like they were from Aoki, so Song Qinghan didn't think it was strange for him to tell his background, but he didn't agree with the words of "top blacksmith", but he didn't say anything, he was afraid It hit the self-confidence of the blacksmith in front of him.

If he knew that it was just made by a random blacksmith in Aoki, wouldn't he be very disappointed if he failed to imitate it successfully?

The blacksmith was fascinated by watching it, and started to forge directly, without even telling Song Qinghan the price and when he would pick it up.

Song Qinghan thought that if it was soon, he might be able to get it today, so he simply didn't ask, nodded to Wu Dahu, and said softly: "Let's go buy other things first, and come back at the end."

Naturally, Wu Dahu didn't have any objections, so he took them to the center of the city and had a good meal of Xingyue City's snacks.

But when it comes to snacks, Aoki has more varieties of snacks. After all, the land is vast and abundant, and any product can be grown, so naturally, any form of snacks can be made.

Although the original snacks did not have seasonings, in terms of raw materials, they were several grades beyond Star Moon City.

In comparison, the dairy products in Xingyue City are unexpectedly rich, which is good news for Xiao Shitou, because he can finally see and eat instead of only seeing and not eating.

If there are dairy products for sale, there will naturally be milk-producing organisms for sale, so when Song Qinghan saw cows and goats on the side of the road, he was not surprised at all.

Although Xiao Shitou is now half-weaned, based on the knowledge he has learned, drinking more milk is not harmful. At least compared with his peers, Xiao Shitou looks much stronger.

So he bought a cow without much hesitation. After all, goat milk is good, but the amount is too small. If it is milk, the amount is enough for the whole family.

After buying the cows, they didn't take them away immediately. After all, if they did, they wouldn't have to go on shopping anymore. Otherwise, they would have to prepare for the cows to make trouble at other stalls, and they would be responsible for cleaning up the mess.

After they walked out of the place where the cows were sold, they went to buy some rice noodles and fabrics. When they came back, they happened to pass by the blacksmith shop. Song Qinghan wanted to know how far the scalpel was made, so he went straight in.

What he didn't expect was that the blacksmith before him slumped on the ground, staring at the ground absent-mindedly, and murmured, "It's gone, it's gone..."

Song Qinghan looked around the shop subconsciously, seeing no trace of a scalpel anywhere, frowned and asked, "Shopkeeper, where's my set of knives?"

After hearing his voice, the blacksmith trembled, raised his head, and looked at him with complex eyes, which seemed to be mixed with complaints, guilt and sadness...

"Someone just came and snatched that thing away, saying that you stole it from his house. Is what he said true? You, you really stole it from him?"

While talking, he looked Song Qinghan up and down, and saw that although the fabric on Song Qinghan's body was not the best, it was not bad either, so he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

In his opinion, the identity of a person who owns such a set of knives is either rich or noble, but Song Qinghan's current state is very ambiguous, he can be said to be rich or not, so his mood is so complicated.

If Song Qinghan seemed to be rich, he might directly conclude that it was that person who slandered Song Qinghan. If Song Qinghan seemed to have no money, he could directly report to the officials to have Song Qinghan arrested, but it was a pity that Song Qinghan had both Neither, so he can't do anything...

Song Qinghan saw through his thoughts, raised his eyebrows, and smiled angrily: "Oh? The things I entrusted you to make were snatched from your hands, and I didn't say anything, but you preemptively blamed me coming?"

The blacksmith seemed a little guilty, he lowered his head and said nothing, pretending that he was dumb.

Seeing that he was silent, Song Qinghan didn't bother to argue with him, and turned around and said, "In this case, this matter should be left to the government to solve it. If you say that someone snatched it away, it means that it was snatched away? Who knows if it's because of your sudden death?" Greed, want to take my knife?"

Before he could walk a meter away, he felt a force coming from his feet.

He lowered his head and saw that the blacksmith was holding his calf tightly, his eyes widened slightly, and he said in a strange tone: "What? I'm so angry when I tell you the truth? Do you want to kill someone?"

Wu Dahu had already heard the commotion inside, and walked in quickly. Before the blacksmith could react, he slapped him hard on the back of the neck. After he let go of Song Qinghan in pain, he stepped forward to protect Song Qinghan Behind him, he frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"