Reborn to be a country doctor

Chapter 9 9. Take a break at the transfer station
Returning to the room with the "exchanged" things, Lin Qingxi took out a small iron pan wrapped in newspaper from the big bag, and then began to make steamed buns with cornmeal and noodles.

In the next few days, I will have to ride the train. I can’t buy all the meals on the train, so I can only cook something and bring it to the train.

The three of Lin Yizheng came to Lin Qingxi's room with dirty clothes after taking a shower. When they saw that she was making noodles and preparing to eat, they knew that they were taking them to the car to eat, and they were very happy.

"Sister-in-law, let me help you," Lin Yizheng happily ran up to help Lin Qingxi clean the pan and prepare to steam the buns.

"You wait for a while, Yizheng, you cook the rice first, and then make some rice balls to eat in the car. I will bring out some sweet potatoes and taro, and steam them together when I can steam the steamed buns."

Lin Qingxi looked at Lin Yizheng and told him to do other things, otherwise she wouldn't have quietly put some sweet potatoes and taro into the big bag.

"Understood, sister," Lin Yizheng swallowed when he heard that he was talking about making pure rice balls, and hurriedly did what he could.

Soon, Xiang Yijing came back after taking a shower. Seeing Lin Qingxi and Lin Yizheng preparing to eat, she put down her things and prepared to help, but was stopped by Lin Qingxi, and she asked Xiang Yijing to go first. The clothes that everyone changed were washed, otherwise they would not be dry when they left tomorrow.

Hearing Xiang Yijing's words, he quickly picked up the pile of dirty clothes, called Lin Yirong, and went to the bathhouse over there to wash the clothes. It would be faster for the two of them to wash together.

After Lin Qingxi reconciled with the noodles, she covered the noodles with a white cloth to wake up, then took out ten large sweet potatoes and ten taro from the big bag, then grabbed a dozen red dates and a handful of brown sugar, and closed the big bag.

On the other side, Lin Yizheng had already cooked the rice, so he helped Lin Qingxi crush the red dates, took out the date pits inside, and put them in enamel cups. He took out a white cloth bag from inside, grabbed a few handfuls of millet from the cloth bag and put them in the enamel cup.

When the rice was cooked, Lin Qingxi spread the rice with a spatula to dissipate heat. After waiting for a few minutes, she began to make rice balls, stuffing a piece of braised pork that Lin Qingxi bought from a state-run restaurant in the middle of the rice balls.

After the rice balls were ready, the small iron pot was emptied, but before the noodles were ready, Lin Qingxi took the opportunity to cook millet porridge, and when the water boiled, she poured the jujube meat and brown sugar into the pot .

"Yizheng, you look at the pot here, sister-in-law goes to the bathhouse to take a bath, you have to remember to stir it so that it doesn't get burnt," Lin Qingxi told Lin Yizheng to look at the pot, and immediately got dressed and went to the bathhouse to take a bath.

Because she was worried that Lin Yizheng might be in trouble, she seized the time to take a battle bath, and also washed her hair. As for the dirty clothes, she took them to wash for Xiang Yijing, and she had to go back to her room quickly.

Fortunately, Lin Yizheng is reliable. When Lin Qingxi came over, he kept stirring in the iron pot with a spatula. Seeing Lin Qingxi coming, Lin Yizheng was relieved.

Lin Qingxi looked at him amusedly, and didn't bother to make fun of him. She took the spatula and took a look at it, and found that it could be cooked after a little cooking.

"Yizheng, watch carefully. I'll pour it into an enamel cup after cooking, and I'll wipe off my hair first." Because there was still time, Lin Qingxi's hair was still dripping with water, which made her feel uncomfortable at all.

By the time Lin Qingxi wiped her hair half dry, Lin Yizheng had filled the millet and red date porridge into an enamel cup. He poured half of the water in the pot and put it on the stove, put a drawer in it, and put a piece of it on top of it. Covered with a white cloth of cornmeal, Lin Qingxi started making steamed buns.

Steamed buns are not like steamed stuffed buns. They are directly shaped into a shape and put in the pot. When the pot is full, Lin Qingxi will cover the pot and continue making the remaining cornmeal.

When Xiang Yijing and the three of them came back, the first pot of cornmeal steamed buns had already been steamed, the second pot had just been steamed, and there were about five or six pots left in the third pot. The vacant space was just right for steaming sweet potatoes and taro.

Five catties of cornmeal were steamed in two and a half pots. The first two pots each contained twenty steamed buns, but they were not the kind of big buns, and the buns were the size of a fist.

"Let's wait for this pot to steam, and then go to the state-run restaurant for lunch. These are reserved for the car. Don't try to save money. You must know that buying food on the car is more expensive and not delicious. The state-run restaurant is better than the car. It’s much cheaper and delicious.”

Looking at Lin Yizheng and the others who were swallowing their saliva, Lin Qingxi said angrily that she hadn't forgotten what these people said about her when she was buying food in the car.

About 10 minutes later, the last pot was out. Lin Qingxi put the steamed buns on the bed with a white cloth, let it cool naturally, and then took Lin Yizheng and the others to the state-run restaurant for dinner.

Regardless of whether it was lunch, dinner and the next day's breakfast were settled at the state-run restaurant, and as for the second day's lunch, it was eaten in the car.

While eating breakfast, Lin Qingxi took two aluminum lunch boxes and packed a portion of braised pork and spicy rabbit meat, planning to keep them in the car for steamed buns.

There were not many people on the train to Qinghe City, Lin Qingxi and the others got on the train easily, found their own beds, put down their luggage, and everyone sat down to rest.

As soon as she got in the car, Lin Qingxi watched the scenery outside the window for several hours. She didn't take out the steamed buns and aluminum lunch box from her luggage until she was hungry.

"Yijing, you and Yikang should eat some millet porridge, not just steamed buns." After Lin Qingxi finished eating, she took a bite of the steamed buns and ate another piece of rabbit meat.

Xiang Yijing didn't listen to Lin Qingxi, and gave the millet porridge to Xiang Yikang to eat, and ate the steamed buns by herself. The millet porridge nourishes the body and nourishes people, so of course it has to be given to Lin Qingxi and the youngest Xiang Yikang have eaten.

Lin Qingxi shook her head helplessly. In the end, she had to force everyone to drink a few sips, and let Xiang Yikang eat the rest.

After lunch, Lin Qingxi put the steamed buns and aluminum lunch box into the wooden barrel, sat and read a book, then lay down and fell asleep with Xiang Yikang in her arms.

Xiang Yijing didn't feel sleepy, so she let Lin Yizheng and Lin Yirong sleep on the middle bunk, and she sat by the bed and guarded the luggage.

In the afternoon, just after Lin Qingxi woke up, she heard the horn in the carriage beeping, and the horn played in a loop, "Is there a doctor in the car? If so, please come and see the doctor NO.19 Compartment, a passenger here has an emergency, please come to the NO.19 compartment..."

Hearing the sound of the horn, Lin Qingxi regained her spirits in an instant. While taking out her medical certificate and a small first aid kit from the large suitcase, she said, "Yizheng, look at your younger brothers and sisters, sister-in-law, go and see them." Take a look in the NO.19 compartment, before the sister-in-law comes back, don't run around and wait for the sister-in-law to come back."

As soon as Lin Qingxi finished speaking, she carried her suitcase and ran away. They were in the No.19 carriage, and it took two or three minutes to get to the No.19 carriage. In order to hurry, Lin Qingxi trotted all the way to catch up.

(End of this chapter)