Chapter 1165

Du Cao patted Ji Shumo on the shoulder: "when you go back, you must disinfect it strictly according to the steps I said, and then go into the palace and tell Yueer that it's not so big. Don't get too angry."

"Good." Ji Shumo was reluctant to leave, but he had to leave. He sighed helplessly and gave a kiss on Du Cao's face. Then he left reluctantly.

Du Cao touched the place where Ji expressed his love and felt full of motivation.

In the back of the mountain, I found Dr. Zhao with the villagers collecting herbs: "Dr. Zhao, Dr. Zhao! Follow me to the homes of those patients! "

"Here it is

Dr. Zhao looked at Du Cao unexpectedly: "the general has gone?"

"If you don't go, you'll take care of the food?" Du Cao gave Dr. Zhao an oblique look.

Dr. Zhao was a little embarrassed. He scratched the back of his head and said in a low voice, "I just think the general cares about you so much. I'm afraid he's reluctant to leave."

"The general likes me, but he's not my own general. Tens of thousands of people in the capital are counting on him. If we are tired and crooked at this time, how many things will be delayed?"

Du Cao gave Dr. Zhao a white eye and quickened his pace.

Dr. Zhao was just curious to ask, but he didn't expect to get such an answer. His admiration for Du Cao increased another level.

Du Cao looked at Dr. Zhao and said, "I heard from those aunts a few days ago that you haven't married yet? It's more than 30 years old. Why don't you get married? "

Dr. Zhao didn't expect that people like Du Cao would gossip with those aunts.

With a red face, he said in a stuffy voice, "poor at home, I am a small doctor."

"There are so many Taiyi in Beijing, and they are not all single. You don't like women, do you?" Du Cao guesses boldly and proves carefully.

"It's a shame for a woman's family to say such a thing."

Dr. Zhao was so angry that he seemed to be a cat whose tail had been trampled on.

Du Cao was just asking casually, but now looking at Dr. Zhao's impatient appearance, he felt something strange.

"Dr. Zhao is so angry. Am I right?" Du grass is vaguely excited!

Dr. Zhao looked at the excited light flashing in Du Cao's eyes and said, "what are you so excited about?"

"Cough, nothing, just curious to ask, casually ask, cough." Du Cao realized that he was too excited to influence his glorious image!

Really just asking?

Dr. Zhao thinks it's not as easy as asking!

He gave Du Cao a white eye: "a man is a stranger. I have no foundation in the capital, and I'm just a little doctor. I don't want to spend my life with a stupid village woman, so I have to wait until I have the ability to settle down in the capital and get married and have children!"

"Stupid village woman? Do you look down on rural women? I'm a rural kid. I think I'm great! "

Du Cao gives Dr. Zhao a white eye, which is regional discrimination!

"There is only one weed in the world, isn't there?" Zhao Taiyi looked at Du Cao and said.

This is true.

"Everyone in the world is unique."

Du Cao snorted and tried to make sense.

Now most of the people in the village are better, out of the danger of life and death, they began to worry about food and clothing.

The epidemic has come at a bad time and delayed the sowing. Now the fields are deserted and their harvest this year is gone.

So ducao always hears some old people crying in the village these days.

After looking at the dozen patients and making sure they would get better in three or five days, ducao turned and walked towards the village head's house.

Looking at Dr. Zhao, he was a little anxious: "what should you do? What should you do with me?"

You didn't want me to follow?

Dr. Zhao retorted silently in his heart, then touched his nose and turned to walk in another direction.

"Village head, are you crying?" Du grass into the door to see the village head grandfather in tears, some unexpected asked.

When the village head saw Du Cao, he quickly wiped his tears and laughed: "here comes the grass?""But what's the matter in the village?" Du Cao frowned at the village head: "grandfather?"

The village head sighed: "we people in the countryside rely on the grain in the field, but this year you can see that we... How can we survive?"

Yes, you will die if you are sick, and you will die if you have no food!

Du grass gently smile: "village head grandfather, you can rest assured that the court will not give up any village."

"The size of the imperial court and so many rich people, who really cares about the lives of us Dalits?" The village head sighed.

That's a bad thing to say, but it's also true.

There are frozen bones in the road of wine and meat. This kind of thing can not be avoided in any era.

"Don't be afraid, village head. I've already thought about it for you. Today I'm here to discuss it with you."

Du Cao then took out the drawing: "I've seen it carefully these days. In fact, we don't have much land in Dongfan village. On the contrary, there are many mountains. Even if we can sow well every year, it's just enough food and clothing. But the land on the mountain is not suitable for food growth. Has the village head ever thought about it, The land on the mountain is very suitable for the growth of medicinal materials? "

"Herbs? Are you talking about herbs that the villagers have to pick during this period of time? " Although the village head was older, he was not confused and soon understood the meaning of ducao.

Du Cao nodded and said with a smile: "yes, the village head grandfather must also know that I am a freight station, right? If we take all the medicinal materials from Dongfan village and sell them, won't everyone have a meal to eat? As for the wasteland, it's not decent. I'll give my grandfather some grass seeds, and you can plant grass. "

"Grow grass?" The village head's grandfather has lived for most of his life, but he still doesn't know that there is grass in the field?

Du Cao nodded: "in Huagang village, not far from Dongfan village, I have a farm there. I raise a lot of cattle and sheep and need a lot of grass. Although Xihe village has been planted, it is still not enough after all. We can plant it again in Dongfan village. I can make it into fodder and sell it to the imperial court to raise war horses!"

The village head really doesn't understand why there are so many ideas in Du Cao's head when he is young?

"Xiaocao, are you serious?" The village head looks at the grass now, as if he saw the God.