Yao Youshi became a little annoyed when he heard Du Heng ask this question again, "Doctor Du, do you not understand what I said or something?

It has been said that the gold content in that place is very low, and the gold you sift out may not be enough to pay for labor.

So in that place, mining is basically carried out based on family units or kinship ties."

Yao Youshi stood up and walked to the pressure cooker where the medicine was cooked, muttering, "I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to prepare what you just said."

When Du Heng heard what Yao Youshi said, he subconsciously turned around and left.

But as soon as he turned around, his mind suddenly woke up, "No, I have something to do with you."

Yao Youshi vented the pressure in the pressure cooker one by one, and said with a bit of impatience, "If you have anything to do, you should have said it earlier. Why are you talking to me here?"

Du Heng was not annoyed, looked at Yao Youshi and said, "I think so, since there are so many people with roundworms, let's just make some pills and store them, so that you don't have to trouble you every time because of this disease.

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Yao Youshi looked indifferent, "It's a good idea, and I feel happy and relaxed, so just do it."

"I'm going to the front to see the doctor now. When you have free time, I want you to help me prepare."

"You said, as long as I can do it, I will definitely not refuse."

Yao Youshi was annoyed before because talking to Du Heng was too rude, but he is just like now when it comes to work. As long as it is something he can do and is within his ability, he will basically not refuse to do it.
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"Pound five kilograms of Er Chou into powder, and then fry them again." Du Heng was not modest, and started to arrange directly, "One kilogram of wood fragrance, betel nut... one kilogram each, and also beat them into powder.

Then prepare a pound of licorice, grind it into powder, and then soak it all with water, and then..."

Hearing Du Heng's unkind words, Yao Youshi quickly waved his hand to stop him, "Stop, stop, stop, you'd better write it down for me. There are so many names for this medicine, and it's soaked in powder, so I can't remember it.

You should still write down the name of the medicine, dosage, and preparation method clearly as before. I will slowly work on what you wrote.

Again, the clearer you write, the better. If I’m wrong, there’s something wrong with my writing.”

Du Heng chuckled, as long as he was willing to help.

If you wait until you finish working to get these things, it will take until the year of the monkey to get them.

After finishing his afternoon work, when Du Heng appeared under the simple decoction shed again, Yao Youshi had already ground what should be powdered into powder, fried what should be fried, and dried what should be dried according to Du Heng's request.

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Du Heng rolled up his sleeves and prepared to return to his old business and show off his skills, "Yao Translator, thank you, you can go back and rest, and leave the rest to me."

Yao Youshi had no intention of leaving, and he was also very interested in making pills, so he offered to help Du Heng.

Du Heng would definitely be happy with this idea. Is it okay if someone takes the initiative to help?

"By the way, Doctor Du, I've finished all the Er Chou medicine, and when I asked you to get it in the afternoon, I didn't get enough five kilograms, and it was still a little short."

"It's almost, just a little bit, it's okay."

"I just found that talking to you is very difficult. Didn't you understand the point of what I said?" Yao Youshi squatted next to Du Heng and said helplessly with his lips curled up, "The point of what I said is, is there any medicine for Er Chou?

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Du Heng didn't show any strange expression at all and continued to roll the balls with his hands, "If you don't have it, you won't have it. I'll tell Teacher Sun when I get back in the evening and ask him to contact Libreville and have them delivered."

Yao Youshi stopped talking. He just reminded him obligatoryly, and then stared at Du Heng's hand rubbing the meatballs.

After reading more, I found that this thing is not difficult, and my hands were itchy, so I wanted to try it myself.

"Dr. Du, don't these pills need to be sealed with wax?"

"No need." Du Heng answered quite simply.

"If it is not sealed, won't the efficacy of the medicine be lost?"

Du Heng threw the prepared pills on the plate and sighed silently in his heart. With this production process, it would definitely be unqualified to leave it unsanitary in China.

But the situation is like this now, so we can only make do.

After starting to rub it with his hands again, Du Heng said, "Wax sealing is not necessary. This is a technique that was used because there were not many methods that could be used before.

Now you only need to seal it with plastic wrap after finishing it, and then find a refrigerator to put it in. The effect will be the same."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Chengzu walked up to the two of them with his hands in his pockets, "I asked why no one is there, it turns out you two are hiding here."

After speaking, he took a look at the two of them and asked curiously, "What kind of medicine are you doing?"

Du Heng then recounted what happened that afternoon.

Li Chengzu is obviously not interested in making pills, but is very interested in pulling roundworms with his hands.

But when he thought of the horror of that scene, Du Heng refused to elaborate.

Seeing that his goal was not achieved, Li Chengzu tilted his mouth and went to the sink to wash his hands and disinfect his hands, and then joined the group of frustrated pills, "I'd better help you finish it as soon as possible.

Wang Debiao prepared the hot pot today, finish it early and eat it early."

It is said that Wang Debiao prepared the hot pot, but it was actually his elder brother Wang Defa who asked someone to bring it from Libreville.

Looking at the steaming red oil in the pot and smelling the fragrant aroma, Du Heng and the four of them all began to swallow hard.

The four of them used their chopsticks like the wind and put all the food on the table that they had previously considered unhealthy and defective, such as crab meat sticks made of starch, meatballs made of substandard meat, etc., into the tumbling soup pot.<

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Sun Xin held the chopsticks and stared straight at the hot pot in front of him. He couldn't help but sigh, "I don't know how you young people feel now, but every time I see the hot pot now, I can't help but sigh.

Homesick."

Du Heng and Li Chengzu also nodded together.

Especially for Du Heng, when he heard the word homesick, his daughter's smiling face could not help but appear in his mind.

The feeling is truly indescribable.

Only Yao Youshi's expression remained unchanged, just staring at the soup pot in front of him. As for missing home, he didn't seem to have any special feelings.

Sun Xin sighed with emotion, then sighed softly and asked Yao Youshi, "Where are brothers Wang Debiao and the others? They don't want to eat?"

Yao Youshi swallowed his saliva, "I just asked, and they said they couldn't eat such spicy food and wanted to go back to eat with their family.

By the way, Wang Debiao said, leave it alone after eating, and he will come to clean it up tomorrow."

Li Chengzu smacked his lips and swallowed hard because there was too much body fluid in his mouth, "This Wang Debiao is very Chinese."

"No, our Chef Biao started working at the Confucius Institute when it was first established." Yao Youshi's eyes couldn't help but shine when he saw the soup pot starting to roll again, "Okay, let's talk later.

, let’s eat first.”

"Yes, yes, let's eat first."

"Stop being stunned and move your chopsticks."

Before they finished speaking, the chopsticks of several people had already reached into the pot. Regardless of whether the food inside was cooked or not, they just put one in their own bowls and put it in their mouths.

Send.

Hot, spicy, followed by numbness, and finally the fragrance that made them sigh aftertaste, and each one of them showed an expression of extra comfort and satisfaction.

Is it possible that this hot pot is really so delicious?

Du Heng glanced at a few people and felt that this kind of satisfaction and comfort might be more of a habit and longing.

Eating hot pot and drinking drinks should be standard.

However, when Sun Xin took out the liquor he brought, Li Chengzu and Yao Youshi decisively abandoned Du Heng.

"Come on, come on, we have a rest tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. We can drink more tonight." Sun Xin helped the two younger brothers pour the wine with a smile, and couldn't help but persuade Du Heng, "Doctor Du, you're welcome, drink."

Click."

Du Heng glanced at the bowl of wine in Sun Xin's hand. He smelled the aroma of wine in the bowl that disgusted him but was extremely fresh. He looked at the drink in his hand again and Du Heng chose the drink.

"Teacher Sun, please drink. I only drink one cup, so I won't be disappointed." Du Heng put a piece of tender tofu into his bowl and said to Sun Xin with a smile, "Just in time you can drink freely. I

I can still take care of you."

"You really don't want to drink?"

"I really don't drink. If I drink one glass, my classmates won't even greet me when they drink."

"Then don't regret it."

Just kidding, Sun Xin and the other three started clinking glasses... No, it should be clinking bowls.

However, they didn't have the heroic spirit of Wu Song in the movie. They didn't drink up half the bowl of wine. They just took a small sip and then started eating hot pot with grinning teeth.

Their stomachs were full and their kilogram of wine was almost gone. Sun Xin and the three of them were already tipsy, and their words began to make no sense.

Before, I was still talking about things at work, but the last sentence may have related to anecdotes from work in China. Before I could ask in detail, the other person started talking about his own embarrassing things.

Now, it turns directly to the local climate.

Such a long span made Du Heng, who had not been drinking, almost unable to keep up with the rhythm of their chat.

"I'm afraid this year will be difficult." Yao Youshi, who was leaning back in his chair, squinted his eyes and said slowly while listening to the patter of raindrops outside the house, "In this damn place, the rainy season doesn't start until mid-October every year.<

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To be continued...