Datang male nanny

Chapter 311

"People can't do things beyond their cognition."

"This kind of plague, even if Dr. Sun comes, you have to listen to me."

Although he was arrogant and defiant, there seemed to be a lot of truth in his few words.

Yes, who can do things beyond human cognition?
Doctor Yang Ji looked up at the little doctor boy standing beside him, and thought: He has not reached his own level either.In many fields that he knows, he is also ignorant.Just like when I was an apprentice with my master back then, what the master knew, I might not have known back then.

"Master, he said he is better than Miracle Doctor Sun?" Doctor Xiao Lang was only interested in Ni Tu's big talk.

He originally thought that his master Yang Jiyi was mocking Ni Tu, but he didn't expect that Yang Jiyi chose to believe in Ni Tu, which surprised Xiao Jiyi.

This sense of anticipation was not suppressed for too long.

After half a day, anecdotes about Ni Tu, a little fool, began to spread wildly in the village.

"I heard that the rich little lord dug a lot of black stones from the West Mountain and brought them here?"

"Those black stones are useful for birds! They are soft and brittle, and they are not as strong as my two big touches!"

"Haha, Gouzi, you know women! Tell us a group of bachelors about this, so we can experience it too?"

"Go! If you dare to go, I'm afraid I will make fun of my family... that guy." The voice became smaller and smaller. It turned out that Gouzi saw his woman carrying the child to the gate to see Niu Er and his gang riding a wheelbarrow. Another truckload of black stones was transported to the village.

Everyone knows that dogs dote on wives, but they didn't expect to be so afraid of them.

Unknowingly they all laughed out loud.

A group of old women and young women looked around at Niu Er's gang of strong boys, and then looked at the men in his own village, all skinny and sallow, they couldn't help shaking their heads in despair.

How could the men swallow the anger of being disgusted, and became even more sinister, and couldn't help but sneer louder: "Do you think this group of people are idiots? Why are you smashing the bluestone? And smashing it to pieces? They like living in chicken coops?"

"It's not so good! Si Kai's family has also gone crazy, and even built a big fire pit in the wild, throwing wet mud into the fire to burn, is Si Kai poor and crazy, thinking that when the mud is burned, it will be a golden brick?"

Everyone mocked Shi Kaijia by the way, which made everyone burst into laughter.

At this time, Ni Tu was at the dead house, and his dead father was sighing while looking at one big urn after another of sorghum.

Ni Tu looked at him and smiled, and said, "Do you feel sorry for these grains?"

The dead old man nodded.

Ni Tu said: "The most precious thing for a person is life. If life is gone, no matter how precious things are, they will be worthless. Let alone so many rations, even jewels and jade piled here will be meaningless."

"I just feel that so much food was wasted, just to make wine and satisfy my hunger?"

Ni Tu knew that the old man had misunderstood him, so he was not in a hurry to explain, and said with a smile, "This is a good medicine to save the whole village."

"Good medicine? Wine is good medicine? What else do you mean?" The dead old man and the old woman looked at each other.

"Wine? It is hot in nature and flavor, unblocks the meridians, unblocks the blood vessels, and has the effect of acting as a medicine. It can dispel cold and stagnate cold, treat wind-cold arthralgia, meridian constriction and other symptoms."

Doctor Yang Ji couldn't understand that Ni Tu burned mud and smashed bluestone, but he could understand the process of the dead old man's wine making, so he followed Ni Tu back and forth to observe how the dead old man made wine.

Seeing the dead old man's busy work, Yang Jiyi was full of praise: "Dead home brewing is a century-old tradition, and the mellow taste is unforgettable even after tasting it!"

"Wine is a good thing, but it's just too much of a waste of food. I've lost this craft all these years."

The dead old man was able to return to his old job this time, and his face was still full of excitement. After all, Ni Tu was more generous this time, and it was the first time in his life that he provided so much food at once.

Looking at the grain piled up in the crop yard, the dead old man felt more and more lucky to be able to survive this time.

"The food I have grown in my whole life is not as much as the food in front of me!" The dead old man shed tears of excitement.

After seeing the wine making process of the dead old man, and comparing it with the wine making methods of later generations, Ni Tu didn't think there was anything unusual about it.

While waiting for the food to be cooked, the dead old man dug out a small jar from the root of his ancient tree, removed the mud seal, carefully peeled off a layer of yellowed oil paper, and a mellow fragrance rose.

The people around all took a few mouthfuls of the scent of this fairy fragrance.

Ni Tu was naturally the first to get a glass of wine.

Smell it, the sauce is fragrant.

For a small sip, it has the mellow aroma of Moutai, the dryness of West Wind wine, and the longness of the old village chief.

This taste is absolutely perfect.

But Ni Tu was not greedy for the wine, and handed the still full glass to Niu Er who was standing beside him.

Niu Er rubbed his hands, took it, took a deep breath, and gulped down his neck.

For the remaining wine, Ni Tu asked the dead old man to keep it as an introduction to the wine, so that he could take the opportunity to blend it to produce a ten-year old fragrance and a thirty-year old fragrance.

Such a novel method suddenly opened the mind of the dead old man, and immediately, as if he had found a treasure, he sealed the remaining wine jars again and buried them back in the soil.

Ni Tu led everyone to check other fortifications outside the village entrance.

The entrance of the village has already surrounded many villagers, all of them are sallow and listless.

Some people were still coughing, but they kept talking.

Ni Tu hurriedly ordered these people to be dispersed.

We must know that crowding will increase the infection of the plague.

Ni Tu asked the corporal to gather together the mugwort that everyone usually collected for fuming mosquitoes in summer, and asked Yang Jiyi to pour out a large bag of herbs from the pharmacy, and crush them piece by piece with a stone mortar It was packed in small cloth bags, stuffed into wormwood, and then distributed in various villages and alleys for burning.

The smoke was billowing, and those who hid in the courtyard and peeked their heads from the wall to watch the excitement were coughing and crying.

Some people started swearing.

Only Ni Tu and a dozen of them put on a piece of pink, red or white cloth.

Very strange.

Doctor Yang Ji took a piece of cloth distributed by Niu Er and others. It was very strange. He looked left and right, and even cut it to see what was inside.

"Do you wear this mask? If you don't wear it, let it out to others."

"Mask? Do you call this piece of cloth a mask? What is its function?" Doctor Yang asked left and right.

"What's the use?" Facing that the artifact made by the lord was stared at by a stranger, Niu Er was naturally furious.He felt that when others questioned the lord, they doubted his ability the most.

The huge humiliation made Niu Er very annoyed, and he wanted to snatch the mask from Yang Jiyi's hand.

He didn't know that Yang Jiyi, who had always been stingy, had no reason to let go once he got it, so he quickly stuffed it into his arms.

Niu Er was amused by this hasty action.

Seeing Doctor Yang Ji's movements, Ni Tu asked, "Didn't you know to wear something to cover your nose and mouth?"

Dr. Yang Ji said: "What is the purpose of covering the nose and mouth? The methods left by the ancestors are all beneficial to the treatment of patients. Doesn't covering the nose mean that there is one less method of diagnosis and treatment?"

"Then you are not afraid of being infected with the plague?"

"Why not be afraid? Everyone is a flesh and blood body given by their parents. How can there be no disease."

Niu Er also became interested. He looked at the villagers lying on the walls of each house looking this way, then at Yang Jiyi, and asked: "They are all dying of illness, why are you still so healthy? Don't you think so?" Is it a body that is invulnerable to all poisons?"

Physician Yang Ji sneered, shook his head, and replied helplessly: "They are all dying people, where is the invulnerability to all poisons, the old man just has a good habit."

"Look, this old man has a perfect son, and if he hasn't given it up to everyone, it shows that this old man is bad enough."

Niu Er's conclusion on the conclusion of the coffin made Doctor Yang a little annoyed. He widened his eyes and argued, "I don't have any tricks to hide. It's nothing more than wiping the nose, eyes, mouth and ears with white wine. The so-called seven orifices are blocked, and the disease won't get in." .”

"The seven orifices are blocked, so the lesion won't get in?" Ni Tu was taken aback when he heard this, and thought it made a lot of sense.

Niu Er is still saying that Doctor Yang Ji is lying to others.

Doctor Yang Ji argued endlessly about this.

(End of this chapter)