"Here we come!" Old Qian responded while limping over. Ning Jiayin saw that this old Uncle Qian was about forty years old, with a tall body and a dark complexion. No wonder he could carry a bag of hawthorns on his back.
When Lao Qian came to Ning Jiayin, he rubbed his hands in embarrassment. How had he, a rough man, seen such a delicate girl? She was still his boss. What did the girl want from him?
Ning Jiayin looked at the nervous person in front of him who didn't know what to do with a kind face and comforted him: "Uncle Qian, don't be nervous. I just looked at what you brought and I have some thoughts and things I want to ask you."
Lao Qian nodded after hearing Ning Jiayin's words, but he was still nervous and rubbed his hands nervously.
Uncle Lao Yu's voice came: "Old Qian, why are you nervous? Our girl couldn't be more kind. You old boy, where is your courage to break into the enemy camp and kill the Beijue people with a big knife!"
Lao Qian wished he could catch Lao Yu and beat him up for mentioning this in front of the girl. Can the Beijue people be the same as the girl?
Ning Jiayin listened to Uncle Yu and bowed to Lao Qian: "Uncle Qian, thank you for your hard work!" Everyone who protects their home and country deserves respect.
Seeing Ning Jiayin like this, Lao Qian became even more nervous and waved his hands repeatedly: "I can't do it, I can't do it."
Seeing him like this, Ning Jiayin said, "Uncle Qian, let's sit down and talk."
"Okay, okay" The man who killed people on the battlefield without even blinking was incoherent. Ning Jiayin felt a little sad for no reason.
She sat down first, and Old Uncle Qian followed suit, but his buttocks were only a third of the way up the bench. Ning Jiayin stopped caring about him. She was afraid that the more she talked about it, the more nervous he would become.
"Where is Uncle Qian's home? How long does it take to go back and forth by carriage? Do you have many hawthorns like this?"
"I think it would take half a month to use a carriage to go back and forth to my home in Xiao County, Texas." Although Old Uncle Qian was nervous, his words were very clear.
"Half a month!" The time is so good, we can still make it in time for the first year.
Seeing the joy on the girl's face, Old Qian continued: Our village is called Shangling Village. There is a mountain at the junction of our village and the neighboring village. The mountain is full of these things. We call them Tangqiu. "
"There are so many, how do you deal with them?"
"How to dispose of it?" Lao Qian thought for a moment: "We didn't deliberately dispose of it. We just picked some, picked some big ones without insect holes, and sold them to the drug store. We then collected some in the cellar and kept them as snacks for pregnant women. The rest The food is all rotting in the mountains, how can we finish eating so much?"
After hearing this, Ning Jiayin thought: "Are there many women in your village and the villages near you who slide?"
The five-foot man's face turned red. He didn't know why the girl asked this. How could he talk about such things so calmly at such a young age? Oh, by the way, the girl also knew medical skills and was a healer. Probably for this reason, he tried to think He thought: "I don't know if it's more or less, but there are indeed people in our village who are skiing." When he came, Gou Sheng's mother-in-law had just skied.
"Let's do this," Ning Jiayin said, "When you return to the village, publicize it in the village and say that pregnant women who heard the doctors in Beijing should not eat more of these sugar balls."
"Here, isn't it said that this is appetizing? Pregnant women have a bad appetite. After eating this, they will want to eat."
"If pregnant women eat too much hawthorn to activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis, the fetus will move frequently, which will lead to miscarriage." Ning Jiayin explained, thought for a while and then said: "You'd better find a few good women to promote it. I'll give you some broken silver to take with you." , you can give it to them.”
"Just because this girl asked me to go back?" Lao Qian couldn't believe it.
"This matter is very important. If it doesn't happen, one body and two lives will be lost." Ning Jiayin's expression was solemn. In ancient times when medical conditions were so poor, it was still in a small village, because miscarriage was too normal for one body and two lives.
"Of course there is one more thing," Ning Jiayin paused here and told Chunni: "Go back and call Chunmei over, and bring over some candies and flat plates."
Then he told Ding Xiang: "Go and see if there are bamboo and straw in the kitchen. If not, let Wang Wu find some."
She originally wanted to take Hawthorn back to Ning's house, but seeing how nervous Lao Qian was, she thought it would be better to do it here, where it would be more convenient to be Lao Qian's uncle.
Watching Chunni walk away quickly, Dingxiang turned around and entered the kitchen. Ning Jiayin turned to Lao Qian again: "You and my maid will learn how to make it later. You can also make it and sell it when you go back."
"Go back to sell? Don't I have to come back?" Lao Qian was shocked. He was a little scared, afraid that the girl wouldn't need him anymore. Seeing how nervous he was, Ning Jiayin said: "Uncle Qian, don't worry, just listen to what I have to say. You have a lot of candy balls and I will teach you a way to eat them. You can make and sell them when you go home, or you can teach the villagers how to eat them." We are selling them, and you can come back when they are sold out.”
"But how can we sell out so many of them? They are all over the mountains and plains." Lao Qian felt that what the girl said was impossible.
"You can ride back tomorrow after you learn how to do it. First, help me buy these candy balls, as many as you want. After you leave, I will have someone drive a carriage there. How many carriages do you think you can hitch?"
The girl's words shocked Lao Qian again. How much do you want?
"There are girls all over the mountain, lots of them." Lao Qian emphasized again.
Seeing Uncle Qian's lack of confidence, Ning Jiayin thought, forget it, wait until the candied haws are ready before talking to Old Qian. Now, he had no idea at all.
"Uncle Qian, don't worry. Let's wait for a while. When Chunmei comes and makes the candied haws, you can take a look."
Lao Qian nodded and sat there awkwardly, not knowing where to look. Ding Xiang replied: "There are bamboos, sticks and straw in the girl's kitchen."
Ning Jiayin nodded and asked Lao Qian to go to the kitchen to find a meter-long wooden or bamboo stick, and then wrap straw around the stick. After hearing this, Lao Qian let out a sigh of relief and quickly got up and walked to the kitchen. It can be done.
Looking at his relieved back, Ning Jiayin really didn't know what to say. She called a veteran to help cut the bamboo sticks and told the veteran: "A bamboo stick is about seven or eight inches long and has a sharp end." After the veteran split the bamboo, , cut a shape and showed it to Ning Jiayin. Ning Jiayin saw that the length was almost thicker. As soon as Ning Jiayin said that the veteran had counted, he went back and started cutting again.
In a short while, Uncle Qian wrapped up the handle of the candied haws and showed it to Ning Jiayin. When Ning Jiayin saw that it really looked like that, she signaled him to put the thing aside. Chunmei and Chunni also arrive.
Chunmei put down what she was holding, looked at these big and round hawthorns and asked, "Girl, what new food did you think of?"
Ning Jiayin said mysteriously: "We'll find out later." Chunmei was also happy that her favorite girl taught her how to make fresh food.
