"Can you two help me find yesterday's piece of paper marked "Tem Downstream"? It should be on that table." The person who was immersed in drawing a list of pictures at the table put down his pen, straightened his back, and moved his cervical vertebrae.
There seemed to be a slight clicking sound coming from the spine, and the soreness reminded him that if he continued like this, disc herniation was not a distant thing.
Father Adrian was lying on a recliner on the side. His physical condition did not allow him to sit or stand for long periods of time, so he had to rest for a while after writing half a page.
In the past few days, he had frequently contacted several friends he knew who were in the ore business, as well as friends of friends. He took Kraft to various taverns in the port area at night, and he was really exhausted.
A string of bubbly snoring sounds emerged from behind his cheeks, and it looked like there would be no hope for a while.
Most of the content had to be sorted out by Kraft, and it was not an easy task to summarize the chatting elements written down into effective content.
The ideal information should be "There is a certain mine in a certain place, and the operation time starts from a certain year and ends a few years later."
But the actual situation is generally "like", "probably", "maybe", "heard" or "heard someone say" at a certain purchase point that the supply of goods has changed.
Not to mention that the position and time in the expression are erratic, the credibility alone is very doubtful. Normal people are not like Kraft, and memory deviation is very normal.
Therefore, after recording and summarizing the information obtained, it had to be classified item by item and listed in different files by region. The priest persisted for a while and then gave up completely. He was only willing to be responsible for the first step of summarizing the work.
Kraft was so busy that during a short break, he finally realized that there were two idle people in the room and tried to draw them into the work queue.
The two of them, one large and one small, left their chairs in cooperation and walked to the table. They tacitly agreed not to reach out and looked at the neatly folded papers and fell into deep thought.
They looked at each other, waiting for the other to show them what to do, and then quickly realized that the other wasn't hired to do this either.
"Sorry." The thin-skinned person was the first to break the silence. Yin Feng lowered his head and whispered, "I don't understand."
"Me too, me too." Kupp has long recognized his status. When he first came here, he was excited for a while. He felt that Kraft gave him this opportunity, which must mean that he has something special and can be like the old story.
The followers of heroes here also make great achievements.
First, seasickness gave him a heavy blow, and then he realized that what he could do was too far away from Kraft's daily work, and there was no point in being a guard.
Probably its only function is as a large pendant, which can indicate the person's identity and background. It is essentially the same meaning as the medical school badge worn on the black robe. It can replace the badge when traveling in regular clothes.
"My fault." I'm really busy. If you stay in the ivory tower of the academy for a long time, you will feel that the people around you are Lucius and Liston. Traditionally speaking, anyone who can follow him around belongs directly to him.
The "team" only has followers like Coop.
It can be said that the academy has spoiled him. There are talented people everywhere who are willing to help him handle affairs, so that it has overlooked one important thing - serious followers are cultivated by themselves.
Not to mention Kupu, even Yin Feng started a little late at his age, so now he can only make up for it.
"Bring the chairs over here, we have to talk." The sorting work was almost done, and Craft himself found the records of the downstream tributaries and filled in the last gap in the waterway from the coast to the Teme River.
"Don't be restrained. The Wood family has never had any traditions regarding etiquette, and I have not inherited the title for the time being."
Turning over a page of records, Kraft gestured as if he were reading and chatting, indicating that this was not a formal conversation.
"I believe you have also discovered a small problem." Of course it is not a small problem. Medicine is a subject that is often related to statistics. It can be expected that there will be more and more similar scenes in the future. Without an assistant, a person will be exhausted sooner or later.
"So I will try to teach you something, at least to know common words. But further development depends on your own wishes. Have you ever thought about what you like to do?"
Quickly scanning the page and matching it with the map, Kraft turned the page to hide the fact that he had no idea. Both of them accepted the page out of an attitude of helping as much as they could. They had no plans for the future and could only hope.
Their speeches provide some inspiration.
The relaxed atmosphere that had just been created immediately turned serious. The incident happened suddenly, and we said it was just a casual chat, but why did it seem that we had reached the juncture of choosing the future of our lives?
To the accompaniment of the priest's snoring, Kraft finished watching the northward part of the coastal route, but the two of them still didn't answer.
How does it feel to have no one to answer questions in class? The teacher suddenly felt a little more sympathetic to the teacher who asked questions in class. It is better to find someone to be embarrassed with when you are embarrassed alone.
"Kup, don't look at Yin Feng. You've been talking to me for two months. Are you afraid that I won't be able to charge you tuition? Just tell me, if you want to learn medicine from me, I can teach you."
"No, no, no, Mr. Kraft, I didn't mean that." Cupp quickly denied. He neither thought that Kraft would charge him tuition nor that he had the talent to touch upon content that was difficult for all members of the academy to learn.
When things came to a close, he had to give an answer. He thought he still had some strength and was pretty good at the port. "I want to learn how to use weapons."
"Okay, start training with me from tomorrow. I will let you try out various weapons and choose the one that suits you best." Kraft readily agreed, and Kupp's choice was not unexpected.
This is a compulsory course for almost all followers, and it is also the most likely way for ordinary people to rise. Typical successful cases are around you.
"The Wood family is a noble martial artist. I think my grandfather will like you."
Coop made a good start. Kraft turned to Yin Feng and read a few more pages while waiting. He didn't say anything to urge him, nor did he hold out much hope.
He is already prepared to give her basic education first and then let her choose. The influence of a young age is two-sided, it will limit her vision and make her have higher plasticity.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Perhaps it was Kraft's straightforward promise to Kupp that gave Yin Feng confidence. When Kraft finished marking the estuary area, she finally summoned up the courage to dip her pen in the ink.
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"Can I ask a question before I choose?"
"Of course, you can ask questions at any time, including making changes after making a selection, but the time you spend belongs to you." Asking questions is a good thing, indicating that you are at least thinking about it, and Kraft is willing to promote this trend.
Under his expectant gaze, Yin Feng pinched the corner of his clothes and asked a question that seemed slightly offensive to Coop: "If you came early enough, could you cure my father?"
"Can't." He answered faster than Coop. Kraft didn't think there was any shame in admitting incompetence. No one here can take back the life of a stroke and pneumoconiosis patient from the hands of Heavenly Father. Cerebrovascular problems are in another world.
The age of the soul is not easy to deal with.
"How many good doctors can cure it?" Yin Feng asked again. Kupp covered his face. He knew that Kraft's skills were extremely high. Such people are generally conceited, so how could he ask such a question?
Kraft stopped drawing the pen on the map and fell silent. Just when the two of them were getting a little nervous, he held his chin and said in a vague tone that Coop was unfamiliar with, "Probably in a few hundred years."
Will the doctor have a chance?"
"And it's not easy. It's possible only if you intervene in time when the disease occurs." He added, adding some prerequisites.
"But you have to know that they did not pop out of the stone for hundreds of years, but they enjoyed the accumulated results of hundreds of years, including what we are doing now."
"Then I want to study medicine."
"A good choice, but it's not easy. You have to be prepared for a lot of hard work." Kraft smiled, rolled up the map, and ended today's conversation, "And you will have to do some exercise with us in the morning."
"Because there will be a bit of a mountainous road ahead."