"I can't guarantee that."
Guo Dong told the truth: "This is moxibustion and not taking elixir. How can you achieve whatever effect you want? It mainly depends on yourself."
She said it quite straightforwardly: "Look at you, you haven't moved all the time, and your limbs are getting weak. Since your spleen governs your limbs, you must not be able to function well."
"Moxibustion makes you a little angry, but you have to move at least! If you have nothing to do, you can also do housework, feed pigs and dogs... I don't believe it. You haven't done any exercise all day long?"
Zhang Yanping: ...is there anything wrong with being lazy?
The most amount of exercise he has done in the past few days has been going up and down stairs. If you were at home, no matter how much your mother said she was disgusted, she actually looked at you so darkly that you felt so distressed that you wished you had food at your fingertips!
Guo Dong took back the moxa stick and pointed to the window: "I'll go out first. You can close the window a little later..."
The smoke of Xinai is heavy, and it is wrapped in ordinary white paper, so it is really choking when burned. Fortunately, the smell of moxa is strong enough and not that unbearable.
She Shi Shiran went downstairs. Several aunts in the corridor had already resumed their work. Qiao Qiao was rubbing moxa sticks happily and had already built a small pile on her hands.
Seeing her coming down, everyone was talking:
"Dr. Xiao Guo, would it be convenient for you to see me after lunch?"
"I'm going to have a simple lunch today. I'll finish the work here later. Can I go there around ten o'clock?"
"Dr. Guo, can moxibustion cure cough? My granddaughter has been coughing, and she didn't get better even if she was sent back to her hometown..."
Guo Dong responded with good temper. When he saw Zhang Yanping coming down the stairs again without any equipment in his hand, he knew that he had indeed left the camera in the room.
——The live broadcast of hypnosis is really focused on the duration of hypnosis.
She thought of the man's unreliable appearance, and now her expression was quite serious: "Song Tan, your cousin also has a slight health problem. Don't let him sit all the time at home, and do some work when he has nothing to do. It won't hurt."
As you say, even though it is half a year off from farming, is there still a shortage of work for the family?
Not only him, but even the seventh cousin said "Ouch": "There happens to be a job here... Yanping, I think the chrysanthemums on the hillside are growing very well. If you don't mind, pick some back morning and night. Let’s dry it out.”
The wild chrysanthemums here have a small bloom, which is really inconspicuous at all. The flower bones are about the size of mung beans.
But if the weather is nice that year, the flower bones will be picked and dried, and the fragrance of cantaloupe will still smell after soaking, not to mention how good it smells.
Over the years, gradually no one picked it in my hometown. On the contrary, this flower has become rare. Thanks to Song Tan's new acquisition of the two to three hundred acres of land, there were quite a lot of them because they were all on gentle slopes and had ridges and ridges.
Zhang Yanping's eyes widened instantly - on such a hot day, even if you pick them morning and evening, you will still be sweating! How can an air-conditioned room be comfortable?
He tried to find an excuse: "I can't exercise just standing there picking chrysanthemums."
"It's okay," the seventh cousin said very considerately, "I just want you to get familiar with the working environment first. In two days, you have to cut two carts of mugwort for me and I'm going to dry some soy beans."
"Here, go to the warehouse and bring me a hundred pounds of soybeans."
One hundred pounds? !
Zhang Yanping instantly looked at Song Tan.
It’s not that he is hopeless, it’s just that no one can do the hard work in the family as quickly as his cousin!
However, Song Tan was there pretending to look at the moxa stick, while still looking concerned about him:
"Brother Yan Ping, don't be so practical. I said a hundred and ten kilograms, but I didn't ask you to carry it all at once? You can just move ten kilograms at a time."
Zhang Yanping:......
In short, if he is not asked to do some work today, he will feel uncomfortable, right?
He thought sadly: If he had known this, he would have been the first guinea pig! Good thing now, Xin Jun is lying down and sleeping upstairs, and he is moving soybeans here...
…
Zhang Yanping's regret obviously came too early.
There are so many people at home,
Including the seventh cousin and Master Qian's apprentice Wang Xiaoshun. But the two of them together were able to send him around in circles.
"You kid, why don't you see anything in your eyes? The beans have been brought here, wash them with water and pick out the bad ones."
Zhang Yanping tried to show off: "I can't do it. What a waste it would be if the good beans were picked away!"
Unexpectedly, Wang Xiaoshun was more patient than him. Now he was squatting beside the pool with him, pointing to the soybeans soaked in water: "Let me teach you - obviously, this is how bad soybeans change. The color, and this kind of thing that has to float on the surface no matter how much you mix it up..."
It's so simple, even Zhang Yanping's shamelessness can't bear it.
This year's soybeans are growing well, plump and plump, and they are bright yellow and bright in the sun.
The rushing water rushed and soaked, but it didn't seem to be too turbid. Even the bad beans are picked out by very few.
But this work is also very labor-intensive. Not to mention anything else, it is constantly stirring and stirring, and hundreds of pounds of soybeans have to be washed one by one...
When Guo Donglin left, he took a look and thought: The spleen governs transportation and transformation, and the limbs are all right, but no matter how much he regulates them, they can't come out as quickly as he stirs the beans here.
One hundred pounds of beans are soaking in water, and five or six large pots are placed in the yard - this is not over yet!
Seeing that it was noon, the seventh cousin ordered again: "After eating, you have a rest. When Lotus has washed all the pots, you can light the fire on the stove and cook the beans."
He was holding a bowl of mung bean soup and was very satisfied with the freshly baked beef: "Ah, these 100 kilograms of soybeans will take all three of my pots an afternoon, right?"
Zhang Yanping's eyes darkened!
Wang Xiaoshun also smiled at him honestly and honestly:
"Don't worry, I'll teach you everything you don't know today. My master said that your watermelon tastes good. I've been free for the past two days, and we've been helping each other to make watermelon jam."
"I just happened to see that the red peppers in the vegetable garden are really good. The sauce will definitely be delicious!"
"With your help, we can make more. It's very convenient to have this when you're busy."
Zhang Yanping: ...otherwise I should take the civil service exam.
But Song Tan became more energetic: "Let's do it! Seventh Cousin, Master Xiao Wang, if you are tired, if you need someone, please tell me, no matter what kind of sauce beans or watermelon sauce, please make more, or each of you can buy another 200 kilograms of soybeans - This sauce is on sale right now!"
It wasn’t that she wanted to exploit Zhang Yanping, but she just took another look at the price list for the factory on the mountain...
hiss!
The total is 1,200 yuan per square meter!
What do you mean, the income in the first half of the year will be used to buy the house at home, and the income in the second half of the year will be spent on the factory building!
Fortunately, the pruned tea leaves on the mountain have been cultivated for almost two months, and the autumn tea can catch up to some extent. Otherwise, we would have to buy seedlings and cattle and sheep...
My wallet is really unbearable!
