A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Spices are treated in the same way, no more than sun drying or fire drying.

However, because cumin and pepper are small particles and large quantities, they spent a whole afternoon working hard to process cumin and pepper back into the appearance of finished spices.

Wu Dahu just rely on the taste of these two things, it is impossible to imagine their beauty.

Song QingHan is just preparing to cook dinner. In order to make Wu Dahu feel the taste of cumin and pepper, he cooks the dried meat, sticks it with a stick and roasts it on the fire again.

Cumin can be directly sprinkled on the meat, but pepper is to be ground into powder and then sprinkled better.

Fortunately, song QingHan recalled that in case of emergency, Laifu bought a bowl from the town.

He asked wudahu to grind pepper into powder in a grinding bowl, then scooped up half a spoon with a small spoon and sprinkled it evenly on the meat kebab.

With star anise and onion ginger garlic pickled bear meat has been very delicious, but in the pepper and cumin stimulation, even let this meat flavor to a higher level, let the listener can not stop.

Wu Dahu couldn't help sliding his throat and swallowing.

Song QingHan handed the meat kebab to him with a smile. When he ate, he introduced: "this string is sprinkled with cumin, and this one is sprinkled with pepper. What do you think of the taste?"

As soon as the meat was eaten, Wu Dahu's eyes widened. After swallowing the food in his mouth, he pointed to the string of cumin and sighed: "the taste of cumin with meat is really wonderful. It's the first time I've eaten such a delicious thing!"

After that, he tasted the string of pepper, thought for a moment and then said, "I ate cumin first, so some of them can't taste what pepper is, but it seems to be good."

Song QingHan nodded with understanding. In fact, even if it was a bunch of pepper, it could not cover up the delicious cumin.

Cumin with meat, immortals do not worry!

He roasted the meat kebabs and put them all on the side of the plate. He said to Wu Dahu, "this meat has been boiled with water in advance. It doesn't taste so hot. You'll pick some lettuce later. After washing it, let Lord Qin eat it with lettuce."

Wu Dahu hesitated and said, "do you want to eat directly after washing? You don't have to cook? "

Song QingHan saw that he didn't believe it and waved his hand and said, "you can go to pick it now. Anyway, we will eat it later."

The main reason is that they don't like lettuce because it's soft and tender.

If put in peacetime, song QingHan will not think of eating lettuce, but this will son with cumin, suddenly remembered the taste of lettuce wrapped meat, mouth addiction will be made.

Wu Dahu's speed is very fast. All he gets back is the tender lettuce, which looks green.

After he washed the lettuce, he put it in a basin and served it to song QingHan.

Song QingHan chose a piece of lettuce with moderate size, put the bear meat in the middle, wrapped it squarely, reached out to Wu Dahu's mouth, and said with a smile, "ah, open your mouth."

Although Wu Dahu's heart for this did not cook lettuce some resistance, but because this is song QingHan's own feeding, he still obediently opened his mouth and ate the whole lettuce meat package.

The fresh and sweet taste of lettuce combined with cumin meat fragrance makes people more and more addicted to chewing. After eating, it gives birth to a feeling of nostalgia.

Seeing that Wu Dahu didn't speak, he only looked at the lettuce, and song QingHan knew that he was "conquered" by himself.

After wrapping the lettuce and meat kebab, wudahu quickly walked out of the door. It seemed that he wanted to send it to Mr. Qin as soon as possible, so that he could come back and enjoy the wonderful taste of lettuce and meat.

Song QingHan smiles and stands up by the wall and beats his waist subconsciously.

The nearer the date of birth, the more sour his waist is. Sometimes he even feels like his stomach is going to fall off.

He felt his tummy, and thought of the day of Pearl's dystocia.

If he has dystocia, is it difficult to cut his own belly and sew it on himself after giving birth to a child?

At the thought of this strange and bloody picture, Rao Shi had seen many big scenes so far, and he couldn't help shivering.

It seems that if there is a chance, it's time to take an apprentice, preferably one not far away from home. In this way, if something happens to him, he can be treated. After all, doctors do not cure themselves.

Wu Dahu's speed was very fast, and he came back in a twinkling of an eye, with a suit of clothes and two pairs of shoes in his hand.

Seeing song QingHan looking at his things in doubt, he explained with a wry smile: "the cloth that was given to Lord Qin was useless at all. Instead, it was used to make clothes for us. He made it specially for you. Considering that you are going to produce soon, I'm afraid there will be no suitable clothes to wear at that time, so he made a set according to your general shape Clothes for you to wear after childbirth. "

"These two pairs of shoes were also made after he saw the length of our feet."

Song QingHan took over the clothes with emotion, carefully looked at the marks on it, and praised: "Lord Qin's needlework is really excellent. You can't even see the thread. Have you paid me?"Wu Dahu shook his head helplessly and said in a low voice: "you know the character of Lord Qin. You think that we are dragging us down by delivering food and curing diseases to him, so we have changed our ways to compensate us."

Song QingHan thought about it. He put the clothes back to his room and comforted him, "let's take these clothes and shoes. Otherwise, we can make up for him in other ways."

Wu Dahu sighed and nodded: "it's the only way. I'll treat him as my own uncle and treat him well."

Because of the situation of Mr. Qin, the atmosphere fell into a depression for a moment. Fortunately, Wu Dahu's mood was soon cured by lettuce and meat. He ate most of the lettuce he picked one by one.

Song QingHan looked at him with tears and laughter, and could not help but persuade him: "it's not that I can't eat. Eat slowly. How can I do if I'm full of bad stomach?"

Wu Dahu realized that his stomach was full. If he ate it again, he would be in his throat.

He reluctantly put down the lettuce and looked at cumin and pepper, which were made into seasoning products. He said with confidence: "these two things will surely sell at a good price. Maybe they will be more popular than the ones we sold before."

Song QingHan was not as optimistic as he was. He shook his head and said, "it may sell well in a short time, but it will not sell so well over a long period of time."

Wu Dahu doubts: "why? Is it easier to get bored? "

Pointing to cumin and pepper, song QingHan patiently explained: "these two kinds of barbecue are more delicious, but how can ordinary people eat barbecue every day? Only onion, ginger, garlic and star anise can be used for cooking, stewing or barbecue

When he said this, Wu Dahu understood it immediately and nodded clearly.

Song QingHan saw under his eyes blue traces, advised: "go to sleep, today you are tired."

Although tired, Wu Dahu waited until song QingHan went to bed, and then went back to the next room to sleep alone.

The next morning, when song QingHan walked out of the house, he saw Wu Dahu moving in the courtyard. Although Wu Dahu's muscles were a little smaller due to injuries, the strength contained in them still made song QingHan startled.

After breakfast, Wu Dahu couldn't help but want to enter the mountain again.

When song QingHan learned that he wanted to pick Siraitia grosvenorii, he did not refuse. First, he wanted to send the Siraitia grosvenorii that he had promised Dr. Luo to the rejuvenation hall, and the other was to take advantage of the last period of time to have a good exercise.

Since Wu Dahu was injured, he has found that his body is far less fragile than he imagined. As he imagined, the child in his belly would fall out. At present, it has not happened.

They reached an agreement on their opinions and went back to the mountain after decisively carrying the basket.

After a long day's busy work, they returned home with two bags of Siraitia grosvenorii and star anise.

After lunch, Wu Dahu was ready to come to the Fu family to discuss business affairs.

Song QingHan felt that it was not good for him to go empty handed. Moreover, he could not talk about business, so he asked him to take a small jar of sugar jar wine.

Wu Dahu didn't come back until dark. Song QingHan sent dinner to Lord Qin because he was afraid that he would be hungry after dinner.

Seeing Wu Dahu's face a little grim, song QingHan thought it was the collapse of business negotiations. He could not help but comfort him and said, "if the risk is really big, then forget it. Our seasonings and Siraitia grosvenorii can also sell a lot of money, enough to live."

Wu Dahu didn't say anything, just said: "eat first. I'll tell you after dinner."

Although he ate the meal, song QingHan noticed that Wu Dahu's mind was obviously not on the meal. His eyes were out of focus, and he was wandering.

Sure enough, he deliberately put a piece of ginger into Wu Dahu's rice. Wu Dahu didn't even look at it. He ate it together with the rice. He didn't come to his senses until he was chewing something wrong.

Wu Dahu swallowed the ginger with a bitter smile. He quickly finished the meal and wiped his mouth. Then he relayed the conversation in the afternoon to song QingHan.

"There is no shortage of money in Laifu, but there is a shortage of manpower. He hears that fur in a small town in the south is sold several times cheaper than ours. If he buys more, the price will be cheaper. So he wants to take people to that town and buy all the furs he can buy. Then he can make a lot of money, whether in our town or in the neighboring town A stroke. "