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Chapter 12 The Wild Boars Are Coming

Chapter 12, The wild boar is coming

The full autumn sunshine shines into this small main house in the mountains.

The autumn wind must have been picked up by the delicious food, and carried the fragrance to further places.

There is an Eight Immortals table in the middle of the main room.

The whole family enthusiastically invited the miracle doctor to come and sit down.

It’s not that Ancestor Yeman doesn’t dare, it’s that it’s not necessary. Can she eat freely while sitting on it? Will it affect her eating no matter where she sits?

For the original owner, she has seen such a table of food, she has cooked it, but she has never eaten it.

So my ancestor who is used to eating delicacies from mountains and seas, including dragon liver and phoenix marrow, now wants to eat them!

A family is not too pushy.

There's no point in losing any face. I doubt that the old lady was fine in the first place, and that's not the case.

It is a fact that the old lady fainted. I would rather believe that something is wrong with her and that a miracle doctor can cure her. It is better than not taking it seriously.

People in the mountains don't have the conditions, so they can usually ignore her. But given this opportunity, the children and grandchildren only want to treat the old lady well.

Finally, the man and the young man sat on it, a man and a half from this family.

The old lady sits on the east side.

The wild vine sits to the west.

Mr. Shui sat down and waited on the miracle doctor.

The girl is busy with her younger brother. What table should the child serve?

Yeman looked at what was on the table: stewed chicken with chestnuts, which the children had been busy with all morning; stir-fried meat with gourds; stir-fried fungus with cucumbers; scrambled eggs with leeks; stewed tofu with winter melon; stir-fried chicken offal was also delicious.

Ye Man is carrying a full bowl of rice, and the person who does the rice is the soul of the rice.

The whole family was busy, killing several chickens and eating enough.

Mr. Shui spared no persuasion and didn't need to pick up the vegetables.

The girl was smart and watched the miracle doctor finish a bowl, then took her bowl and added another bowl.

Taking advantage of this interval, Master Shui and the miracle doctor said, "Stew meat with dried bamboo shoots at night."

Ye Man said with a mouthful of oil: "It's delicious!"

Her innocent eyes completely conquered Shui!

Mr. Shui felt that her face should become rounder and her body should gain some flesh.

Although he was not qualified to let the miracle doctor stay, Mr. Shui dared to ask: "Is the bun easy to get? How about making meatloaf?"

Yeman smiled and said: "The steamed buns can be put in a jar, and so can the meatloaf."

Mr. Shui figured it out, and he didn't know where he got the money, so he was sure to get the buns. There were more than a hundred big buns with more than ten kilograms of meat buns.

Even if you eat ten a day for more than ten days, you should still gain weight.

On the way, it is easy to find someone to ask for water, but it is more troublesome to ask for meat, even though it is almost the Mid-Autumn Festival.

But after the autumn harvest, some people don’t even have time to feed themselves.

Of course there is no shortage of food when you go to Zhoucheng.

But everything is expensive in the city, and things may not be as good as those in the mountains.

Although it is cheaper in the mountains, it is more expensive in the city.

Yeman took the full bowl of rice and continued to drink.

Mr. Shui watched her just eat and cook as much as she could to eat.

A group of children came outside, and a group of dogs came outside.

Mr. Shui called his youngest son: "Go and have a look at the mountain."

The child understood. He went to pick up chestnuts and came back with chestnut stew to eat.

A group of children followed.

It was quiet again in front of the house.

After Ye Man finished eating, he came out to prepare the medicine.

The girl followed her ready to help.

Ye Man was so drunk from the sunshine that she saw that this little girl was much stronger than the heroine.

Of course, she lived a life like a fairy in the mountains, and gods also have their worries. Gods worry about fairy things.

The girl sat on one side with a small stool, watched the pot boil, and asked, "Is it okay to just watch the fire?"

Yeman smiled and said: "Not really."

Although this is not an elixir, the treatment of bamboo ginseng is not simply stewing it in water.

Ye Man looked at this child and thought it would be good to be a Dantong, but he couldn't care about it now.

The girl looked at the miracle doctor's strange techniques, and then looked at the pot, which had an unusual smell.

It's a pity that wild vines can only draw Qi into the body, so it's troublesome to make elixirs.

She held a piece of bamboo ginseng in her hand, absorbed the spiritual energy, and then controlled the pot.

Compared with putting the ginseng directly into the pot, she needs spiritual energy to control it, which is not the same thing.

Under her control, the medicine was almost ready.

Ye Man is sweating. She was too exposed to the sun in the afternoon. Although she works in the sun every day, she is still a little weak now.

She took a piece of ginseng to replenish herself, and at the same time instructed the little girl: "Pour out the medicine, let it dry for a while, and then take it to your grandma."

The girl carefully poured the medicine into the bowl. I don't know how much money the medicine boiled by the miracle doctor was worth.

Grandma will feel better after drinking it. She carried it over eagerly.

The old lady took the bowl, drank the medicine into her mouth, and felt a different feeling.

She feels very comfortable all over! It's not a psychological effect. She woke up after fainting in the morning, and although she felt she was fine, she still had some symptoms. Now that she has taken the medicine, the illness has completely disappeared, and she is better than before!

That old medicine can be sold for dozens of taels of silver, or it can be sold for hundreds of taels in the city, but the effect is extraordinary.

I don't dare to eat it casually, but the miracle doctor cooked it, so I don't have to worry.

The old lady stood up. She felt great!

The girl could tell, so she ran to the miracle doctor, knelt down and kowtowed.

Ye Man was delighted: "Why do you keep knocking so many times?"

The girl wiped away tears: "I am me."

OK. The wild vine took out a flower, one with golden leaves, and picked a new one for the little girl.

Girls don't want it.

Ye Man smiled and said, "I don't wear these." He simply gave her a pair of silver bracelets, "They are small things, just play with them."

Mr. Shui was busy making preparations and the meat was stewed. He came over to see: "What is the miracle doctor doing?"

Ye Man rubbed her belly and went to the hut.

The mountain people in this family are very particular about the fact that the thatched cottage has a room, even if it is covered with thatch.

But it's very clean inside, and there's a pile of grass on the side. As for whether it's better to use it or toilet chips, it's okay?

Ye Man squatted comfortably and listened to the roaring on the mountain.

A group of children ran back, and a group of adults roared on the mountain.

It seemed like bandits were coming. Although they were not bandits, the wild boars were quite wild.

Yeman suddenly felt that he was destined to deal with pigs?

A quarter of an hour later, several people from the mountain village had brought down the wild boar without her having to do anything.

People in the mountains often face these things, and all of them have some skills. Those who don't are already dead.

The old lady watched from the side: "Now there is meat to eat."

Yeman asked: "Aren't you going to sell it?"

The old lady said: "It's not easy to sell. Sometimes I just eat it myself."

Yeman wanted to recite poetry again.

Living in a mountain village is so poetic! Even if hunting wild boar is a bit heroic, it is still poetry!

It's different in the mountains and on the plains. For those who farm, it doesn't matter if they are a little thinner. But in the mountains, there is no reason to face wild beasts.

The old lady looked at her grandson and asked, "Why did the wild boar come out?"

The child didn't know: "All the chestnuts have fallen off."

Now there is meat but no chestnuts. What is this?

The old lady took her grandson home. The chestnuts were gone and they were gone. His clothes were torn and he had a lot of injuries.

The child was very excited! When he saw his sister, he boasted: "That wild boar is so powerful!"

Lesson for girls: "Be careful next time!"

Ye Man watched the sunset, birds flying in the sky, and beasts roaring in the mountains.

Every household is starting to smoke again, but today they are not only busy cooking dinner, but also busy picking up wild boar meat.

The old lady tidied up together, and her family was given a leg.

Arrange the sauced elbow?

(End of chapter)


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