My balcony connects the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 5 Haojia Village

"Little friend, I don't know, this Haojia Village is fed by the Lianghe River. This river stretches for dozens of miles. It connects Luliang Mountain from the big river (Yellow River). Every year during the flood season, the river backflows and brings a lot of freshwater."

Zhang Zhongjing led the way, and Xiao Aning followed behind, walking with Wei Cheng, his small eyes staring at Wei Cheng's backpack from time to time.She was very curious about how Wei Cheng packed so many cooking utensils into such a small backpack.

Wei Cheng and Zhang Zhongjing inquired about the current situation, and asked that the epidemic in Haojia Village was serious and many people had died, so he planned to go to help and learn from the idol by the way.

Zhang Zhongjing continued: "Unexpectedly, this time the river flooded back, but brought a large number of floating corpses."

Little Aning, who was following him, nodded repeatedly, and said with a pale face: "Mmm, it's scary. There are dead people in the river. When you get closer, you can smell the stench. Those dead people are all wearing yellow turbans. Brother Hao Said it was the Yellow Turban Army."

Wei Cheng's expression changed. If the Yellow Turban Army said it, wouldn't that mean that the plot of the Three Kingdoms had just started?
When he was thinking wildly, Zhang Zhongjing, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped, raised his head and shouted upwards: "Is the big sword here? We are the ones who came back from collecting herbs."

Wei Cheng was stunned for a moment, and looked up, only to find that the three of them had come to the bottom of a cliff, which was covered by a dense forest, and the smooth cliff could be seen through the treetops, about 30 meters above the ground. There is a head sticking out.

The people above looked at Wei Cheng vigilantly, and Zhang Zhongjing explained: "Don't panic, Wei Xiaoyou is a fellow of the old man, and his medical skills are not inferior to the old man. This time, he came here only to cure diseases and save lives."

The people above heard it, and then responded, with a strange accent, seeing that he was blushing, but actually he couldn't hear much, and he was a little short of breath, Wei Cheng immediately made a conclusion for him.

Not long after, a wooden plank with four corners pulled by hemp rope was lowered from the cliff.

About two square meters, three people standing is not a problem.

Wei Cheng faintly heard the sound of the wooden turbine moving, and just when he felt the novelty, Zhang Zhongjing sighed and said: "This mountain is called Pingding Mountain, and there is a flat land with a radius of three or four miles on the mountain. Live up there, isolated from the world."

Between the words, the three of them had already been pulled up to the top of the mountain.

Looking around, as Zhang Zhongjing said, there is a big platform on the mountain surrounded by cliffs, which is a good place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Unfortunately, it is too difficult to go up and down, and the cliffs are very smooth. Can't climb up.

The villagers made a rough lifting platform with wooden wheels. The simple pulley block looks quite high-tech. It can be seen that the wisdom of the ancients is not much lower than that of the later generations, but it is limited to materials. You must know the middle-aged people who just pulled them up. There is no strength at all to go up.

Standing still, two middle-aged men with dark skin, dark purple lips, and ragged clothes looked at Wei Cheng vigilantly.

Zhang Zhongjing was explaining something to an old man.

Hearing that he had found a good medicine to treat dysentery, the old man's expression softened a little, and he looked at Wei Cheng with more kindness in his eyes.

He explained to the middle-aged man on the side. The two middle-aged men looked overjoyed, and the vigilance in their eyes was gone.

At this time, little Aning pulled Wei Cheng's wide cuffs and said, "Brother Wei, don't be afraid. Uncles are kind-hearted. If those officers and soldiers didn't bully people too much, they are actually very hospitable."

Wei Cheng smiled and nodded to the three people. He had just heard from Zhang Zhongjing that Haojia Village lived on the edge of the Liang River in the beginning, and it was a land of rich and fertile land.

Unfortunately, the good times ended last month.

I don't know where the army came from, not to mention occupying their homes, they also robbed the women of the people, and devoured their stored food.

The villagers had nothing to eat, so they could only live on wild vegetables and grass roots, and drank the water of floating corpses in the Liang River, which was why they contracted dysentery.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the clan elders organized the villagers to flee overnight. The original Haojia Village had a population of more than 500, but only those in their early [-]s escaped, and now they all live on this Pingdingshan.

The old man ordered the two middle-aged men to continue to guard the lifting platform, and brought Wei Cheng and the three to a place where crowds gathered.

As soon as he got close, he was greeted by a foul smell.

Wei Cheng instinctively took out the mask from his backpack and put it on. This mask was still N95.

Seeing little Aning's curious face, he handed one to her.

Little Ah Ning imitated him and wore it on his face. Only a pair of big black eyes were exposed on his small face, which was very cute.

"It doesn't stink!" she exclaimed excitedly.

Zhang Zhongjing and the old man looked back and asked curiously, "Wei Xiaoyou, what is this?"

He saw many novelty things here in Wei Cheng, such as those cooking utensils and tableware, such as that backpack.

Wei Cheng simply took out the remaining masks, gave one to Zhang Zhongjing, and gave one to the old man.

Said: "Try wearing it, this thing is called a mask, it can prevent most of the miasma from being contaminated."

In this era, there is no concept of bacteria. Zhang Zhongjing and the old man have a clear expression when he speaks of miasma, especially Zhang Zhongjing. After putting on the mask thoughtfully, he always feels inspired. It gradually lit up.

Wei Cheng said again: "Old man, the excrement of the villagers contains a lot of poisonous substances. If you excrete at will, even if you are cured, the old disease will recur within a few days. The best way is to dig a hole. Let the villagers go to one place to go to the toilet.”

It's not that Wei Cheng is talkative or obsessed with cleanliness, but that he has seen a lot of loose poop along the way. With such hygienic conditions, not to mention living in people, it's almost the same as raising Gu. It's simply a natural mosquito and fly production. egg pond.

The old man froze for a moment, and looked at Zhang Zhongjing for no reason.

Zhang Zhongjing was thoughtful, looked at the mask in his hand, thought about something, and finally looked at Wei Cheng gratefully, and said: "My little friend is right, I seem to have found the answer to many confusions before."

He looked at the old man on the side, "Brother Dao, just follow what Wei Xiaoyou said, digging a big hole won't take much effort."

Hearing what Zhang Zhongjing said, the old man nodded and agreed. Now he listens to Zhang Zhongjing in everything. As long as he can cure the illness of the villagers, let alone dig a hole, it will be no problem for him to dig a hole and bury himself.

According to Xiao Aning, the old man’s name is Da Dao, he was born as a blacksmith, and he is also the nominal village official of Hao Family Village. Hao Da Dao has three daughters and a son. Come to have a child, the disease is not clear.

Hao Dadao's eldest daughter and second daughter worked as maids for a wealthy family in the city, and they were never around since they were young. The third daughter had a scar on her face because she was burned by a fire when she was a child.The name is a bit weird, it's called Hao Niang.

While they were talking, everyone came to an open place. Dozens of simple thatched huts formed a large circle, with a fire burning in the middle. Several women were handling a big tiger, and many children beside them were watching eagerly. The tiger's head is drooling.

Seeing the old man coming with Zhang Zhongjing and three people, a tall man came over, cupped his fists and saluted Zhang Zhongjing, and said, "Mr. worked hard. I hit a big bug today. Later, I will send a front leg to Mr. Zhang to satisfy his hunger."

Wei Cheng had sharp eyes, and at first sight he saw that the tiger was a male.

Judging by the size, it is not very big, a bit like the shadow of the South China tiger, but the pattern is a bit like civet cat and leopard. It may be a hybrid subspecies of tiger.However, even a hybrid tiger is worth a lot of money.

I saw a woman aiming at the thing with a rusty ax and stabbing it, good guy, it didn't cut it off.

Just when Wei Cheng was hesitating whether to come forward to save the thing, Zhang Zhongjing said, "Xizi's mother, keep that tiger whip for me, it can be used as medicine, and I will give it to the men in the village to strengthen their bodies."

Hao Dadao also said: "Yes, with the shape to complement the shape, maybe there will be a few more little guys in the coming year."

The woman didn't hesitate, she looked at her man not far away, and nodded knowingly, making the movement of the ax much softer in an instant.

Zhang Zhongjing and Hao Dadao looked at each other and smiled, then turned around and said to Wei Cheng and Aning: "Little friend Wei, I'm going to make the medicine soup first, so let Aning walk around with you. Although the top of the mountain is not big, it is beautiful. But it's excellent."

Wei Cheng imitated the etiquette of the ancients, and cupped his hands, "Teacher, please go ahead."

Aning said cheerfully: "Don't worry, Ah Weng, Brother Wei will leave it to me."

Watching the two leave, little Aning tugged on Wei Cheng's sleeve and said, "Brother Wei, I'll take you to eat something good."

Wei Cheng looked puzzled, after eating the instant noodles he cooked, what else could make little Aning so greedy?
Following her to the destination, Wei Cheng was taken aback.

I saw a middle-aged man skinning dozens of snakes. Many of those snakes were venomous snakes.

When the middle-aged man saw Aning approaching, he smiled kindly at her, and when he saw Wei Cheng again, a trace of panic and confusion flashed in his eyes.

Aning immediately explained, and the middle-aged man bowed to Wei Cheng respectfully, looking very humble.

Wei Cheng bowed his hand in return, the middle-aged man was quite flattered.

Aning said: "Dumb, let's taste some snake gall."

The middle-aged man nodded with a smile, and Wei Cheng realized that he couldn't speak, but he seemed to be able to hear voices.

I saw that he skillfully picked up a white-headed viper, picked out the snake gall with a small bone knife, without a drop of blood in the whole process, and his technique was clean and neat, obviously he did such a lot of work.

Aning took the snake gall, handed it to Wei Cheng and said, "Brother Wei, eat it quickly. This is a good thing. Ah Weng said it can clear the liver and improve eyesight. It also has many miraculous effects. It is a great tonic."

Wei Cheng took the snake gallbladder, which is of course a good thing. Snake gallbladder is rich in trace elements such as copper, iron, calcium, magnesium, vitamin C, E, etc. They are used in life activities such as maintaining hormones in the human body and delaying the aging of the body. plays an important role.

Studies have shown that regular consumption of snake gallbladder can adjust the internal environment of the human body, improve body circulation, enhance immunity, and achieve the purpose of internal treatment of external diseases, and the effect is excellent.

However, Wei Cheng, who graduated from a pharmaceutical major, did not dare to eat snake gallbladder raw. Although the gifts of nature are good, they also contain a lot of dangers, such as parasites and various bacilli.

With a move in his heart, Wei Cheng took out a stainless steel jug from his backpack, a palm-sized jug.Inside is 52-degree white wine. Although the alcohol concentration is a little lower, the bactericidal effect is still a little bit.

Wei Cheng was very prodigal, first washed the snake gall with white wine, and then swallowed the snake gall alive with a sip of white wine.

When he looked up, he happened to see the dumb man looking sorry for the spilled wine on the ground.

Wei Cheng smiled and handed him the jug, signaling him to drink whatever he wanted.

Aning asked curiously, "Brother Wei, is there wine in it?"

Wei Cheng smiled and nodded.

Aning immediately drooled and said, "It smells so good."

Good guy, Wei Cheng doesn't dare to give her a drink. Minors are forbidden to drink alcohol.

The dumb uncle, looking at the flagon handed over by Wei Cheng, was a little hesitant. This was the first time he had seen such a beautiful flagon.

Wei Cheng laughed and said: "I'm just reciprocating. I just ate your snake gall. This is a gift for you. If you don't drink it, I can't spit it out."

The mute showed an embarrassed smile, swallowed, but couldn't help the aroma of the wine, and took a tentative sip.

"Wow, ahhh..."

His reaction made Wei Cheng and Aning startled at the same time, and Aning asked worriedly: "Mute, are you alright?"

The mute blushed and hurriedly shook his head, pointed at the wine bottle, and got up laughing 'ahhhh'.

Aning seemed to understand what he meant, turned around and said to Wei Cheng: "Brother Wei, the mute said your wine is the best he has ever had, even better than the wine sold in the city's wine shop Washe." Seeing her, she couldn't help licking the corners of her mouth, and looked helplessly at the jug in the mute's hand.

Wei Cheng said generously: "Since you like it, I'll give you the rest of the wine. I still have a bottle here."

Hearing this, the dumb man hastily waved his hand to decline.

At this time, footsteps sounded behind him, and only a female voice came: "Mute, Aning, it's time to eat."

Wei Cheng looked back and saw a girl covered her face with a white cloth, standing tall and graceful not far away, also looking at him timidly, seeing Wei Cheng looking over, she hurriedly lowered her head.

Aning introduced: "Brother Wei, that is Sister Hao Niang."

Wei Cheng let out a 'huh', and looked at Hao Niang, and sure enough, he could vaguely see a slightly darker scar on her face.The location is a little below the left temple, about two fingers long, and the white cloth on her face cannot completely cover it.

When Wei Cheng wanted to look again, she had already turned around and left, her back was a little bleak, obviously the scar on her face made her feel very inferior.

Aning pulled the mute and Wei Teng to follow, and when the three arrived at the meeting place, two large earthen jars were boiled in the middle of the bonfire.

A pot of tiger broth, a pot of medicinal soup.Zhang Zhongjing was using a wooden pole to push and pull in the medicinal soup to prevent the bottom of the pot from being burnt.

At this moment, there were people all around, Hao Dadao was discussing something with a few middle-aged people, when he saw Wei Cheng approaching, he nodded politely to Wei Cheng, which caused several other middle-aged people to ask curiously.

As a guest, Wei Cheng was given a large bowl of broth, with pork ribs attached to a piece of fat pork belly.

"Yuck~"

It's not that Wei Cheng is impolite, but that the tiger broth tastes too fishy.

The naked eye can see that there is no spice to season it, the meat skin has not been washed, and there is a pinch of burnt tiger hair on the tiger skin.

Just when Wei Cheng felt he had no choice but to speak, a movement came from Ah Ning beside him.

Wei Cheng looked back, and saw the little girl secretly took the jug from the dumb man, ate a mouthful of meat, and drank a mouthful of wine. She looked so happy, she looked like a little alcoholic.

The aroma of the wine was strong, especially against the background of the smell of tiger. As soon as Ah Ning unscrewed the bottle cap, he attracted the attention of more than a dozen people.

Even the dumb man who had already taken a sip couldn't help swallowing at this moment.Not to mention the group of guys next to him who are already a little over the top just by smelling it.

Hao Dadao was familiar with Aning, so he poked his head over curiously and saw the stainless steel wine bottle, and asked, "Is this wine in it?"

Ah Ning was caught drinking secretly, his little face didn't know whether he was shy or became famous after drinking, so he secretly looked up to see Wei Cheng.Seeing that Wei Cheng was looking at her, he returned the jug to the dumb uncle in embarrassment, pursing his lips with an innocent face.

Seeing this, everyone knew that the jug belonged to Wei Cheng, but why it was given to the dumb man, Zhang Zhongjing looked at Aning, shook his head helplessly, and continued to serve the pot of soup with his head down.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, the mute hurriedly handed the jug to Hao Dadao. He seemed to have always been humble, not only facing Wei Cheng, but also lowered his head and dared not look directly at Hao Dadao.

Hao Dadao took the wine jug and carefully looked at the body of the bottle. The stainless steel material shone brightly in the sunlight, "What is this?"

This was a material he had never seen before. He was a blacksmith who could never imagine what kind of forging would be able to make pig iron emit such a dazzling luster.

Wei Cheng was also a little speechless at this time, and almost forgot that the era he was in was the Three Kingdoms, how can this be explained?
Fortunately.

Hao Dadao looked at the gorgeous clothes on his body, but he didn't ask carefully, but took it for granted that it was normal for Wei Cheng to produce ironware of such quality.

This is the crushing that exists between classes. It seems that it is normal for a high-ranking family to own any treasure.

The men who smelled the wine were a little moved at first, but when they saw Hao Dadao returning the jug to the dumb man, they all stopped thinking, but two of them looked at each other intentionally or unintentionally, and then looked at each other at the same time. On the jug in the mute's hand.

Although the mute is a mute, he still has sharp eyesight. When he saw the eyes of those two people, his body trembled, and he suddenly felt a little at a loss.

Seeing this, Hao Dadao frowned and said: "Half catty, eight taels, you two, be more honest, now it's not the same as before, don't eat the snake meat caught by the dumb guy, and bully him like before."

Little Aning also glared at the two of them.

Seeing that everyone was pointing and pointing at them, the two men walked out of the crowd in embarrassment.

"Brother Wei, don't you want to eat this broth?"

After drinking the two of them away, Hao Dadao happened to see that Wei Cheng's bowl was still full of soup, so he asked a casual question.

He regretted it a bit when he asked.He knew without asking, how could the young master of this aristocratic family be used to eating the food in the village.

And these days, because they dare not go to the city for supplies, they don't even have seasoning salt.

Sure enough, seeing Wei Cheng hesitating and not knowing how to respond to him, Hao Dadao wanted to slap himself in the face, because it was nothing to make him feel uncomfortable.

Wei Cheng was also in distress, looking at the children not far away who were bleeding, he felt very uncomfortable.He saw very clearly just now that the children got only a small piece of meat, and the rest was soup, and they ate it up in two or three bites.

Looking at the large steak in his bowl, Wei Cheng took a deep breath, and said as tactfully as possible: "I just ate it at the foot of the mountain, and I'm not very hungry now, let's give it to the children."

Several children were stunned for a moment, and then their eyes brightened, looking at their parents expectantly.

Seeing that there was only one piece of meat in the bowl, Wei Cheng was afraid that it was not enough, so he remembered how many packets of dried noodles he had in his bag, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll cook some noodles."

There are not only instant noodles in the Weicheng bag, but also a lot of condiments, and there is a big bag of edible salt.

The urn was still burning, and there was still some soup base in it. Wei Cheng poured his own broth into it and said, "Ah Ning, where is there water? Help me add some to it and boil it up. I'll treat you to something delicious."

When Ah Ning heard that he was going to cook noodles, he couldn't wait a long time ago. He looked at his small bowl reluctantly, poured the remaining soup into it, and said, "Brother Wei, wait a minute, get water here." inconvenient."

The mute pulled Aning, "Ahhhh" and pointed to a thatched hut in the distance.

Aning's eyes lit up, and he shouted happily: "That's great, dumb boy, go and bring it over quickly, Brother Wei's cooking is delicious."

The mute grinned, ran towards the thatched cottage, and came over with a wooden washbasin after a while.

There was half a basin of clear water in it, which was poured into the earthen jar and boiled together.

At this time, Wei Cheng put his hand into his backpack, and with a fierce operation, he took out the dried noodles that had been unpacked, and a jar of salt. The seasoning jar was also made of stainless steel.With the wine pot and pearls in front, there is nothing to avoid suspicion with a mere seasoning jar.

I estimated that I poured half a can of salt into it, thought about it, and took some other seasonings, such as chicken essence, thick soup treasure, etc., and threw it in all at once, as well as a small piece of hot pot base.

The fire under the urn was very hot, and soon there was a strong fragrance, a bit similar to the smell in a hot pot restaurant. The fishy smell of tiger meat was finally covered up.

Seeing that the water was boiling, Wei Cheng threw all the noodles in, picked up a wooden stick beside him and stirred slowly to prevent the bottom from sticking.

While he was earnestly cooking the noodles, he didn't know that everyone in Haojia Village was attracted by him.To be precise, the noodle soup he cooked was so fragrant that the tiger meat in their hands had no taste.

"Brother Zhang, what is Mr. Wei cooking? Why is it so delicious?" Hao Dadao asked next to Zhang Zhongjing.

Zhang Zhongjing didn't know either, but thinking of the instant noodles he had eaten at noon, he took it for granted and said, "This thing is called instant noodles. It is a kind of dry food. It is said that it is made of wheat. I don't know much about it. You should ask Xiaoyou Wei." .”

Hao Dadao couldn't help but swallowed, "Damn it, it smells so good, I've never smelled such a scent in my life."

At this time, Wei Cheng put down the long stick in his hand and said to Aning: "The noodles are ready, let everyone line up, one bowl per person, there is not much meat in the pot, I have already smashed it with a stick, you have to distribute it equally .”

Aning nodded vigorously, and began to greet the big and small friends to line up.

The children in the village still listened to her very much. They lined up in order from young to old, and the children who were brought to the front were full of surprises, holding the small bowl, and took a deep breath, "Wow, it smells so good."

Wei Cheng used long chopsticks made of two branches to serve a bowl of noodles to Zhang Zhongjing and Hao Dadao, and then handed over a bowl to the dumb man, causing the dumb man to bend over again to thank him.

Hao Dadao took the noodles, looked at the red oily flowers on it, and smelled the smell, he couldn't control the impulse, and took a sip.

"It's delicious, it's so delicious. The noodles are so smooth that they don't irritate your throat. They must be made of extremely finely ground flour."

To Wei Cheng's surprise, he just took a sip, and then controlled the urge to continue to take a sip, but shouted to Hao Niang who was at the side: "Quick, give it to Zhaoer."

Hao Niang looked at the bowl of noodles in surprise, Wei Cheng watched her swallow with sharp eyes, then nodded, and hurried away with the noodles.

In fact, it wasn't just Hao Niang who swallowed, but the villagers who surrounded her were even more miserable.

The two men who had been staring at the mute just now squeezed in again, looked at the broth in their own bowls, and at the noodle soup in the hands of the children, and instantly felt that the broth was not fragrant.

But because Hao Dadao was present, the two didn't dare to mess around, they could only watch helplessly as little Aning distributed the noodles to all the children, and Hao Dadao decided to share the remaining soup base with several old people.

(End of this chapter)