Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 228
When the sledgehammer was handed to Xin Yi, the soldier was afraid that she would not be able to hold it, so he held it for a while before letting go.

Xin Yi smiled slightly, picked it up with one hand, and easily put it on the stone in front of him, turning to look at Di Qing.

"General Di, where and how to hammer?"

She had just pulled up her skirt and clamped it around her waist, and she was speaking with a hammer. Does she look like a delicate little lady?
It was very quiet in the garden.

A group of onlookers, who had been whispering and discussing with laughter just now, stared at Xin Yi with wide eyes, with disbelief on their faces.

Di Qing loosened her brows, pointed to the row of stones, "Hit a wedge."

Xin Yi groaned, and studied it carefully.

This was originally a huge whole stone, as if it was about to be cut from it, several wedges have been inserted on it, and there are faint cracked textures...

Fu Jiuqu walked to the side and said in a low voice, "Tap each wedge twice, don't point at one."

Xin Yi: "Why?"

Fu Jiuqu: "In case the whole stone is broken, it cannot be used."

Xin Yi gave him a understanding look, gripped the sledgehammer tightly, swung it high, and smashed it hard at the wedge.

when!One sound.

when!Another sound.

The sound of the sledgehammer falling on the wedge was thick and powerful, and one could tell that the person who swung the hammer was not weak.

For a moment, everyone was shocked.

It is a strong man who has to take a break after two or three hammers, but Xin Yi is different. Her relaxed appearance is not like hitting a stone with a sledgehammer, but more like hitting a ground mouse with a mallet , playing games in general.

Everyone watched her hammer quietly.

No one spoke.

In the garden, there was only the sound of Xin Yi hammering the wedge, which repeated monotonously until the stone was finally cut through, and Fu Jiuqu stopped her from hitting the last hammer.

"Be careful, the stone will fall and hit your feet."

Xin Yi stepped aside knowingly and let him do it.

She can use brute force, but she can't show her skills in some skillful tasks.

"Little lady, drink water." Sun Huai had already been waiting by the side with water in his hand, and when he saw this, he hurriedly offered it, and handed over a clean handkerchief by the way.

Xin Yi's forehead was covered with hot sweat, and his back was already soaked.

She thanked her, wiped the sweat with a handkerchief bluntly, then took the water cup and poured it down her throat.

A coherent movement, without the slightest bit of daughter's coquettishness.

In the end, she rolled up her sleeves, straightened her clothes, and looked at the crowd again.

"Where else should I hammer? Where are these cut stones going? I can help carry them."

Fu Jiuqu couldn't help laughing at her sweaty head and still asking for a fight.

"Don't worry about it, there is a string of cars over there, they will carry it..."

"Oh." When he came in, Xin Yi saw what Fu Jiuqu was talking about.

This thing is a bit similar to the rooster cart. It is said that it came from the middle of Shu. The prototype is Zhuge Kongming's "Wooden Cow and Horse".

"I will also pull this kind of car."

Xin Yi rushed to pull the cart as he spoke, but was dragged back by Fu Jiuqu.

"You take a break!"

"I am not tired."

"Go and rest if you're not tired." Fu Jiuqu's cold eyes were full of deep worry and distress.

In order to show off in front of his mentor, this little lady really didn't even want her face—in the past, Xin Yi cherished her face the most. She basking in the sun is her enemy, but whenever there is sun, she must wear a hat when going out.

But right now, she was working against the sun, all for him.

Inexplicable emotions surged in Fu Jiuqu's heart, and he looked at Xin Yi with focused and burning eyes, almost burning...

However, Xin Yi was wondering if Di Qing would recognize her more with such a hard-working performance, and if he had the opportunity to tactfully persuade her in the future, would it have some effect and change the plot?
The two people "have their own ghosts" and were very busy moving the stones onto a string cart.

Seeing this, other people in the garden praised Xinyi that "women do not give up to men", and then went to work separately, sweating profusely for General Di's vegetable garden and pond.

Shouting chant, digging stones and driving piles, there are bursts of shouts.

After half an hour passed, Di Qing straightened up and shouted to stop.

"Everyone go into the house and rest for a while."

At this moment, the sun was approaching the sky, and the temperature was much higher. Everyone was a little tired, and they wiped their sweat and went into the room while laughing and playing.

Di Qing walked towards Xin Yi.

"Miss Zhang, are you exhausted? My wife made some tea, let's go in together to quench my thirst."

Xin Yi heaved a sigh of relief and smiled, "Thank you, General."

Obviously, Di Qing's attitude towards Xin Yi has changed significantly, which is very different from when they first came.

Fu Jiuqu snorted, looked at Di Qing's back, and said to Xin Yi in a low voice, "You are smart, and you have caught the heart of your mentor. His old man cherishes the strong and straightforward people the most. But..."

His eyes were dark, and he lowered his voice, "You didn't have to be so troubled."

Xin Yi smiled, "It's okay. I can afford it. If nothing else, just be strong."

Fu Jiuqu raised his eyebrows, and walked closer to look at her, "Eleventh Sister treats me, Brother Jiu understands. But I don't allow you to tire yourself."

"???" Xin Yi looked at him in astonishment.

What are your thoughts?
Fu Jiuqu's eyes were deep, and when he heard Di Qing calling, he glanced at her, "Go and wash your hands, and don't come out again for a while."

After all, people have strode ahead.

Xin Yi followed and saw Cao Yi standing to one side.

She nodded slightly, then hurried past him and followed Fu Jiuqu.

"Miss Zhang." Cao Yi stopped Xin Yi, and was stunned when she saw her turn her head, as if he didn't understand why he called her, why he didn't control his inner impulse, and annoyance appeared on his face.

Under Xin Yi's questioning gaze, Mr. Cao couldn't say a thousand words, and finally lowered his eyes.

"Reserve a few of your blue soup dumplings for me."

Xin Yi nodded in agreement, "No problem. Mr. Cao can send someone to pick it up at any time."

"Yeah." Cao Yi watched her turn around and run towards Fu Jiuqu in a low voice, tightly pursing her lips, without expression or voice, and there was no sadness or pain on that handsome face.

He is still the gentle and affectionate uncle who is the commanding officer of the front of the palace and the deputy commander of the palace, but no one knows what kind of pierced heart is under his calm appearance at the moment pain.

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In Di Qing's house, the furnishings are plain and simple.Although it is not simple, it is far below the level of Song Dynasty officials, and below the gorgeousness that officials of his level should have.

"Come, come, have tea." Mrs. Di, Mrs. Wei greeted warmly, and personally brought two maids to pour water for the soldiers dressed as craftsmen.

In Di Qing's mansion, Xin Yi felt the equality after crossing the Song Dynasty for the first time.

No up or down, no respect, no class.Di Qing loves soldiers like a child, and the soldiers sat and drank with him, and laughed when they were happy. Together with Fu Jiuqu and Cao Yi, they had to accept the same treatment when they came here.

Xin Yi was a little thirsty, so he took the teacup and drank it down in one gulp.

Fu Jiuqu looked at her with a smile, and suddenly said: "I saw that Eleventh Sister has prepared some pastries and fruit tea, why don't you bring them and let everyone have a taste?"

These things in Xinyi's shop are all unique, and Fu Jiuqu couldn't wait to show them off.

"Of course that's good." Xin Yi agreed.

In addition to rice dumplings and blue soup dumplings, she was afraid that the accompanying gifts would be too thin, so she specially brought some fruit tea and pastries made in her own shop, originally to make up the number, but she didn't expect that when they were served on the table, they would get a lot of money. A lot of praise.

"Delicious. This pastry is delicious."

"The tea is also delicious, really delicious! I wish I could swallow my tongue, hahahaha."

"Ms. Zhang, where can I sell it?"

Everyone praised it in unison and asked where it came from.

Xin Yi smiled and said, "It's not for sale, it's made in my shop."

The pastry is made by Xiangling, which is just a combination of some ideas from Xin Yi's tricky mouth, and the fruit is made by Xin Yi himself. It is not so much a fruit tea as a herbal tea.The dried herbal tea is added with corresponding Chinese herbal medicines and dried fruit slices, which tastes sweet and nourishes the skin.

"Master, how's the taste?" Seeing that Di Qing was silent, Fu Jiuqu stopped him specially.

"That's right." Di Qing nodded, and turned to Xin Yi with serious eyes, "Miss Zhang is ingenious, skilled both internally and externally, she really is a rare woman, no wonder..."

He looked at Cao Yi, then at Fu Jiuqu, and cleared his throat.

"What did you just say?"

Fu Jiuqu thought in his heart, "The teacher is eating well, and the apprentice is responsible for delivering it."

Xin Yi was embarrassed by everyone's praise, and was a little surprised to hear Fu Jiuqu's words... This guy has done her master?

What was even more surprising was that Di Qing slapped the table with his big palm.

"Okay. Send me some more later. Well, send some to the brothers in the barracks, let them taste it too..."

(End of this chapter)