Jiang Xingchen had heard Shi Wazi say before that it would be difficult to expand his territory than to improve his title, but he didn't expect that the old man would react so much.
After the old man explained, he became more clear about the difficulties in expanding his territory.
Although the conquering terminal illness has made a lot of contributions, it will definitely not be able to achieve the reward for expanding territory! Only a few people in the entire empire's history have such honors, either opening up the territory or improving the smelting level. Although abdominal pain can be treated, the requirements for drugs are too high. Hanyuan Ice Flower is not affordable for ordinary people! In other words, the method can be promoted, but it is still far from popularizing it!
In the end, Jiang Xingchen had to send a letter to Beihou and tried to fight for it, but he no longer had any hope!
The facts were indeed as he thought. After seeing his request, Dingbei Hou was angry and laughed. This little soul dance really dared to think about anything.
Even Tang Chuxue knew afterwards that his forehead was leaping, but this kid was too overestimating his abilities. Even the emperor could not speak out, otherwise those stubborn people in the aristocratic management department could kill him in the palace hall...
Ten days after the operation, Xin'er recovered under the careful care of the old man and Jiang Xingchen, but if she wanted to reach the state before the operation, she had to take some conditioning for a while.
This made Jiang Xingchen sigh that appendicitis is not a serious disease on earth. Even if the surgery is not done, the condition can be controlled by drugs. If the surgery is done, ordinary young and middle-aged people will be discharged from the hospital in three to five days, but here...
"It would be great if there were antibiotics! It would be so expensive that the Hanyuan Ice Flower could not keep up with penicillin... What are you thinking? Don't dream!" After a flash of thought, Jiang Xingchen hurriedly shook his head and threw away this unrealistic idea. He only knew the name of penicillin.
The doctors confirmed that Xin'er was fine and finally left Qingshan Village with joy. In fact, they could not wait to go back and inform their peers of new ideas and methods.
Before Huang Shi and Qingyun left, they polished Jiang Xingchen for several days and asked him to get some distilled liquor. However, Jiang Xingchen said nothing and agreed. He had to leave this thing for the restaurant. In the end, the two had to go back empty-handed.
"Everyone is gone! Finally, it can be purified!" After everyone left, Jiang Xingchen stretched.
In the past half a month, the whole village was in chaos, people ate and chewed by horses, and there was no sign of peace at all! He had no intention of taking Mei'er out to play!
Standing in the yard, Jiang Xingchen looked up at the sky and felt calmer: "It's been nearly a month, but it hasn't cleared yet. Could this snow really last until the beginning of spring?"
After thinking about it, Jiang Xingchen called Du Rushan.
"Sir!" At this time, Du Rushan seemed to have changed his body. His sister's illness was cured. He was worried all over his heart, and he felt like he was reborn, and he was filled with spirit from the inside out.
He bowed respectfully and then waited for Jiang Xingchen's orders, and he had decided to stay. He originally had to stay in his heart to pay off his debts, but after all, he owed Jiang Xingchen too much. But seeing that his sister was really cured, in addition to his deep gratitude, his original thoughts also changed.
Before, he had been worried about his sister's illness, so he had no intention of going to other brains. But now looking back, he suddenly realized that Jiang Xingchen was a legend. He could not practice martial arts, but he could defeat the blind killer. His serious injury was easy to treat in his hands. There were also various delicacies, and even his sister's terminal illness was cured. Such a person would definitely have a bright future in the future, and following his footsteps would be much more developed than mercenaries.
These days, he carefully analyzed Han Xiaowu and the others, and then asked them to decide whether to go or stay. Without exception, everyone agreed to stay here.
Seeing Du Rushan now, Jiang Xingchen was also very pleased. The Shocking Mercenary Group finally stayed sincerely, and there were a lot of available personnel around him.
"These days the doctors are all in the village, and the food is consumed a lot. You can go there and buy more food!" Jiang Xingchen said.
"Okay! I'll go now!" Du Rushan nodded and turned his head and was about to leave when Jiang Xingchen stopped him again: "By the way! I need to buy more charcoal!"
"Yes!" Du Rushan said, looking up at the sky, sighed, "I haven't seen the sun for nearly a month, I've never seen such a weather! I'm afraid I have to prepare a lot of charcoal fire this winter..."
After Du Rushan left with more than a dozen brothers, Jiang Xingchen dusted the snowflakes on his body and turned his head back to the room.
In the room, Xin'er was playing Goji with Mei'er. When she saw Jiang Xingchen coming in, Xin'er quickly stood up with a slightly rosy expression.
As soon as she saw Jiang Xingchen, she couldn't help but remember the shyness in her heart when she was undergoing surgery.
Jiang Xingchen was very natural, and the doctor was in love with his parents. Besides, he didn't have the heart to look at other places during the operation.
"Xin'er should lie down more often. Although your external wound has healed, the internal intestines have not yet recovered. Too much movement can make the small intestine fall down!" Jiang Xingchen instructed.
"Oh!" Xin'er nodded, as if she was a little embarrassed to meet others. She hurried back to her room without even greeting Mei'er.
"Brother! Come and play chess with me. If you lose, you have to be a horse!" Mei'er jumped over with a smile and grabbed Jiang Xingchen.
"Okay! I'll use black chess first!" Jiang Xingchen said first.
"No, I'll use black chess, you use white chess!" As he said that, Mei'er hugged his arm and shook it hard: "Brother Ge~ Do you just give in to others~"
"Hiss!" Jiang Xingchen's body had goose bumps. When would this girl act like this? Her voice was too tired.
"No!" Jiang Xingchen shook his head vigorously, with a firm attitude. Now he has no hope of winning with Mei'er's five sons.
"Hmph!" When Mei'er saw that her tricks of acting coquettishly were useless, she bulged her cheeks and pouted her mouth.
"Stop playing Gozi! Is it okay for brother to draw comics?" Jiang Xingchen's eyes turned and he squeezed Mei'er's bulging bun's face hard.
"Puff!" The breath in his mouth suddenly spurted out. Mei'er shook her head and avoided Jiang Xingchen's hand and asked, "What is a comic?"
"Haha, you'll know after you look! I'll get the charcoal first!" Jiang Xingchen turned around and walked out of the room.
When he came back, he had a stack of white silk in his hand and a charcoal pen he had just cut out.
"Ah! It takes so much white silk!" Mei'er sighed, it's very expensive.
"It's okay, are we still short of this money?" Jiang Xingchen took off his shoes and got on the kang, leaned slanted against the folded quilt, and began to concentrate on painting.
Mei'er held the doll and came to her, watching with great enthusiasm.
The room was warm and peaceful. Apart from the crackling sound of charcoal brushes rubbing against the white silk, there was no movement, and the world seemed to have calmed down...
After a long time, Mei'er's cheerful exclamation suddenly broke the tranquility.
"Wow! This is the skyscraper that my brother said. It looks so tall... What a strange car, can I really not be pulled by horse... Brother, why do they wear such clothes?... How come this hair called Meiya is curled... Ah! This thing called the phone is what my brother said, and it is a tool that can speak even far apart... How can there be a picture in the box? It's superman dynamic... They actually put all their food in a big box..."
Although Jiang Xingchen's paintings were not very good, his clever hands played a big role, at least they looked a little interesting. And all kinds of novel things that he had never seen before made Mei'er scream involuntarily.
"Haha, this is called Crayon Shin-chan. Isn't it fun?" Jiang Xingchen said.
"Yeah!" Mei'er nodded, then laughed happily: "Hihhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
When she said this, Mei'er suddenly looked up and slapped her long eyelashes, and her eyes stopped on Jiang Xingchen.
"What are you doing!" Jiang Xingchen was stunned, and then the blue veins on his forehead were thundering. Mo Hongxian, the second brother and the others called him little brother, it was just a joke after all. But why did Mei'er look at herself like this when she saw the elephant? Did she look like her really like...
"I'll just take it! What are you thinking!" Jiang Xingchen hurriedly shook his head, stretched out his hand to push Mei'er's head aside: "What are you looking at? Look at me again, I won't draw it for you!"
"Geeh... Elephant song, I don't know how to sing it! Is it okay for brother to sing one?" Mei'er didn't care about his threat at all.
"Uh!" Jiang Xingchen's mouth twitched a few times. He now regretted drawing this for Mei'er. This girl is a bit inclined to be fucked.
"This is a performance by a child, how can I sing..." Jiang Xingchen stopped pen and pinched the white silk hard.
"Yes! My brother has grown up, he is not a child anymore, of course he can't..."
"Little girl, shut up!" Seeing Mei'er getting more and more excited, Jiang Xingchen hurriedly interrupted her, afraid that she would whip out any words when she twitched.
Seeing his brother's angry look, Mei'er could no longer bear it, so she fell down with the doll in her arms, laughed and beat several times on the kang.
"This girl..." Jiang Xingchen was helpless and speechless! He would have not painted this if he had known it. At first he just thought that Shin-chiang Crayon was more funny and Mei'er would like it. Unexpectedly, the little girl actually teased him again.
Seeing that the little girl was almost making a joke, Jiang Xingchen got up and prepared to cook. Before he knew it, he had been painting for an afternoon.
"Brother! Let's eat dumplings tonight!" Mei'er also jumped up and said loudly.
"I want to eat dumplings!" Jiang Xingchen asked.
"Yeah!" Mei'er nodded and said, "Let's wrap together today, I've learned to roll out the dough!"
"Okay!" Jiang Xingchen patted Mei'er's head. The little girl has been focusing on cooking these days, and cooking is already very good now!
Just as the two of them were about to go to the kitchen, the door slammed open, and the old man walked in with a cool breeze, opened his mouth and asked, "Boy! What to eat tonight?"
When Jiang Xingchen saw the old man at first sight, he seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes suddenly lit up!