Chapter Fifty-One Girl, Uncle Thank You for the Villagers
"Girl, since you have decided, if there are inconvenient patients in Jimin Hall from now on, I will introduce them to you." Mr. Zhong remembered that many women were afraid of seeing a doctor because of their reputation.
You can only live with the disease if you get it, and some people even lose their lives because of it. It's a pity to think about those withered lives.
"Girl Miaomiao, the backyard has been plowed. What are you going to do with the three big pits in the corner of the backyard? It's a waste to use big bluestones to pave the bottom." The village chief walked over from the backyard with a hoe and thought.
I don't know why he dug the hole.
Not to mention that a lot of money was spent on those bluestones, and a low wall was used to surround the place. It cost more than a tael of silver just there. It would be a waste if it was not of much use.
Uncle Zhong also heard the village chief's question and was a little curious about what those big pits were for. "Girl, why did you dig a few big pits in the backyard? Are you planning to use them to raise fish?"
Having said this, he shook his head, pointed in the direction of the old yard and said, "I see that a big pit was dug behind your old yard, and the bottom of the pit is also paved with large bluestones. It would be about the same size for raising fish."
Shui Miaomiao also knew that they were curious. After all, a lot of money was spent digging those big holes. If she didn't explain it, the village chief would definitely say that she was a prodigal.
"Uncle Zhong, Uncle Village Chief, the big pit in the old courtyard is the fish pond. I just think that paving it with bluestone will not create too much silt, and it will be easier to clean it up every year."
The little hand pointed to the three big pits in the backyard and explained, "As for those three big pits, they are septic tanks, which are places where manure is soaked."
"What's the purpose of retting the manure? The manure is not poured directly into the ground." The village chief was a little confused. Their manure was spread directly into the ground. What was going on with the retting manure?
Uncle Zhong didn't understand either. Although he didn't farm, he still planted a lot of medicinal herbs in his backyard. In addition to spreading some plant ashes, he also poured some manure on them.
"Girl, do you have anything else to say? Don't be so pretentious and tell me."
Shui Miaomiao had no intention of hiding it, so he explained the benefits of retting dung to the two of them. At first, the village chief didn't believe it. When he heard that pouring dung water directly on the crops would burn the crops, he completely changed his mind.
Believed.
In the past, crops died within a few days of being watered with manure, and I still couldn't figure out the reason. Now that I think about the burned roots, I suddenly understand.
Although he was an elder, he did not have the airs of an elder. After hearing what Shui Miaomiao said clearly, he simply asked, "Are you saying that retting manure can not only increase production, but also reduce the number of seedlings that are burned to death?"
Shui Miaomiao felt a little thirsty after talking so much. She pointed to the table in the center of the yard and said, "Village Chief, Uncle Zhong, let's go over there and talk. Since you want to hear it, I'll talk about it carefully."
After Lezi led people to install all the furniture, and saw that the three people were serious about what they said, he led people to clean the house again. Seeing that it was getting late, he interrupted the conversation of several people.
"Uncle Zhong, Uncle Village Chief, and Sister Miaomiao, the furniture has been installed. It's getting late now, and we have to rush back!"
Shui Miaomiao happened to be talking for a while, and she came back to her senses when Lezi reminded her like this. They were just talking and forgot about the time. It was a bit embarrassing to leave without eating after being busy all morning.
"Uncle Zhong, it's almost noon. Do you want to finish your meal here before going back?"
Mr. Zhong waved his hand. He still had something to do in the afternoon, so he just came to take a look today. He didn't expect to gain so many things. He wanted to give the manure retting a try when he went back.
But he hasn't forgotten the business yet, "Girl, I've varnished that medicine cabinet for you and cleaned it for you. You can use it after you scrub it."
"Thank you, Uncle Zhong." Shui Miaomiao was overjoyed. She didn't expect Mr. Zhong to be so attentive.
"Auntie, auntie, that wooden pony in my house is really beautiful." Shui Lanlan ran over quickly on her short legs and hugged her aunt's thigh with a look of joy on her face.
"Wood carving, what wood carving?" Shui Miaomiao was confused by the question. Why didn't she know what kind of wood carving there was? She looked at Mr. Zhong with doubtful eyes.
Mr. Zhong chuckled, with a disapproving look on his face, "That is a toy given to the two little guys."
Shui Yunjun also walked over with a blushing face. When he heard Mr. Zhong said it was a gift for them, he bowed respectfully to Mr. Zhong, "Thank you, Grandpa Zhong. We like that pony very much."
When Shui Lanlan saw her brother's action, she also let go of her aunt's thigh. The little man also bowed to Mr. Zhong in a decent manner, "Look, thank you Grandpa Zhong. Lanlan likes the pony that Grandpa Zhong gave me."
"As long as Jun'er and Lan Lan like it, let them carve a puppy for you next time." Mr. Zhong really liked these two children and was very happy to know that they liked the pony.
"Grandpa Zhong, you are so kind. Next time my aunt prepares delicious food, I will ask Uncle Zhou to deliver it to you." Little girl Shui Lanlan even tried to please Mr. Zhong for the toys, even the delicious food made by her aunt.
Contribute.
Shui Yunjun was also smart and saluted Mr. Zhong again. Thinking that Grandpa Zhong loved braised pork, he quickly said, "Grandpa Zhong, Brother Jun, thank you very much Grandpa Zhong. I will ask my aunt to make braised pork and send it to Grandpa Zhong some other day."
"Okay, okay, okay, then Grandpa Zhong is waiting for you to bring me delicious food." Mr. Zhong laughed and said several good words in a row, which showed that he was in a really good mood.
Shui Miaomiao knew that Mr. Zhong was busy and didn't stay any longer. Thinking of the snacks she made in the morning, she originally planned to have someone deliver them to Mr. Zhong today. Now that Mr. Zhong is here, she might as well ask him to take them back.
"Uncle Zhong, I made snacks this morning and was preparing to deliver them to you. Now that you are here, take some back with you!"
Uncle Zhong left with a satisfied snack, and those who came to help assemble the furniture, Shui Miaomiao, did not let their help go in vain. Each of them was given a dozen copper coins to drink tea.
Seeing that Uncle Zhou had left, Village Chief Zhou also took his son to prepare to go home. Before leaving, he asked Shui Miaomiao about the specific method of retting manure. He did not hide anything and said directly, "Girl, I think your method is feasible.
I plan to go back and give it a try, and if it works, can I tell the people in the village?"
Shui Miaomiao had no intention of hiding it, but she still wanted to make something clear. "Village Chief, I have also read about this method in a book. I am not sure whether it is feasible or not. We will tell others after we try it."
Of course, Village Chief Zhou knows the virtues of the people in the village, so he just said that he would give it a try. If it doesn't work, he will consider his work in vain. If it works well, it can also help the villagers earn more income.
"I know this, girl. I would like to thank you on behalf of the villagers. If you have anything to do in the future, please come see me. When I leave, you will come to my house again to say something."
Chapter completed!