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It was already past eleven o'clock when Zhang Taiping returned home with a bunch of ears of corn, and Ye Ling was cooking in the kitchen. Although he was only ten years old, he was no novice at cooking.

Zhang Taiping asked: "I also said I would come back to cook, but you have already started. What are you doing at noon?"

Ye Ling replied: "Steam the red beans and rice in the rice cooker and stir-fry some vegetables on the induction cooker fan."

Zhang Taiping looked at the steaming rice cooker and nodded and said, "I'm here to fry. You add water to the big pot and cook these ears of corn."

After Ye Ling cooked the corn, he came over to help Zhang Taiping, handing him something to bring some water, etc. The two of them worked quickly, and the meal was ready in a short time.

I made four dishes, two meat and two vegetarian. One fried pork with hot pepper, one twice-cooked pork, fried fungus and egg, which is considered a vegetarian dish. Finally, a cold cucumber was added. These few dishes are basically not the same on the dining table of mountain people.

It will happen, even if it is used to entertain guests, it is available. Although these four dishes are not comparable to those in the city, they are considered a luxury in a small mountain village.

After putting all the food on the table, Zhang Taiping asked Fan Ming who came from the back room: "Have you called me?"

"The old man was treating a patient just now and told me that if the food is ready, let us eat what he doesn't need first." Fan Ming replied while spitting out the green grape skins.

Zhang Taiping asked casually: "Is it Mr. Tang or Mr. Li at this moment?"

Fan Ming shook his head and said, "No, another patient came in this morning while you were away. He said he was from a nearby village. I forgot."

When the old man was at the foot of the mountain, he had excellent medical skills and had a great reputation in the neighborhood. There was an endless stream of people coming to see the doctor every day. Since the old man went up the mountain, no one has come back. The mountain must be a thousand meters high and dangerous.

Anyone can climb up. Now that the old man is back, there are people coming to see the doctor again. You can imagine that after a while, the situation will definitely return to the previous state.

Zhang Taiping thought for a while, and it was a good thing that this matter was done well. With the old man's medical skills and his own efforts behind the scenes, there is basically no disease that cannot be cured. Once the reputation is truly publicized,

Then the people who come to see the doctor are not just people from nearby villages. If people from far away come, their food and accommodation must be in the village. If there are many people, it will also be an input for the villagers. Of course, this premise must be agreed by the old man.

OK.

It was still early, so I ignored it for the time being and asked Fan Ming, "How do the grapes in the backyard taste?"

Fan Ming licked her lips and said, "Some are ripe and sweet, and some are not ripe yet and are too sour, just like drinking vinegar." As if she was really drinking vinegar, she sucked her lips.

Zhang Taiping said: "Just pick the losers and eat them. Let the uncooked ones grow on the tree for a few days."

"Yeah," Fan Ming responded and sat next to the table. This was a pot of corn brought out by Ye Ling from the kitchen. She immediately ran over with bright eyes and asked, "Hey, where's the corn?"

I just took it out of the pot, so I don’t know where to start.

Zhang Taiping smiled and said, "It was a gift from someone else." After saying this, he used chopsticks to pierce each person's ears, so that they would not be afraid of burning them.

After Wukong got it in his hand, he couldn't wait to take a bite. However, the corn he just took out from the pot was a bit hot. He just heard it squeaking, and then stuck out his tongue to breathe, but he held the corn ears tightly in his hand.

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When I started eating, I felt that my trouser legs were being pulled under the table. I looked down and saw that it was the little grizzly bear lying on my lap. I saw that I was looking at it, barked a few times, and shook it.

Looking at himself with his short tail and bright eyes.

Zhang Taiping patted his head and remembered that he had forgotten about this little guy. Cai Yazhi used to do it for them, but now that Cai Yazhi is not at home, he has forgotten it.

He stood up and said to Ye Ling: "Ling'er, you feed some to the little grizzly bear, and I'll feed some to Ghostface and the lion."

Zhang Taiping walked into the yard and saw two big dogs squatting under the eaves of the house. Unlike Ah Huang, they would not go into the house when eating without being called by their owners, and they were even less likely to be like Ah Huang.

They were sniffing around on the ground and wagging their tails to beg for food. I felt a little emotional that once upon a time the lion who looked like a little grizzly bear had the integrity and dignity of a grimace.

While we were eating, two people came out of the back room, presumably to see a doctor, and the old man followed them out.

The two people, a man and a woman, looked like they rarely came to see a doctor. His exposed hands and even his face were now covered with swellings as big as fingernails, as if they were bitten by mosquitoes, but they were definitely not from mosquitoes.

It’s a masterpiece, because mosquitoes won’t bite you all over your body, so it’s probably because you’re allergic to something. Your face looks a little scary, and if you go out at night with this face, you’ll look like a ghost and scare people.

After the two thanked the old man and left, the old man washed his hands and sat at the table.

Yaya asked a little scared: "Grandpa, what happened to that person?"

The old man smiled and said, "I was bitten by a mosquito."

Even Zhang Taiping was a little surprised this time. Just now he was thinking that it might be allergies or dampness, but he didn't expect the old man to give such an answer and asked: "Why did you end up like that?"

The old man replied: "The man went into the mountain, met the black blind man, and hid in the tree. But the black blind man lingered under the tree for a long time, so he had to stay in the tree.

He didn't leave until the evening. You also know how powerful the mosquitoes were at the mountain party.

Shen was always nervous and didn't feel anything. When he relaxed, he realized that he had just entered a mosquito nest. When he ran back, he started to feel extremely itchy. Thanks to his determination, he didn't scratch it with his hands. He was lucky.

If you take a step away, if you are bitten by mosquitoes for a while longer, it will be a question of whether you can survive."

Several little girls, including Fan Ming, felt chilled after hearing this. They knew the mosquitoes in the mountains were powerful, but they didn't expect them to be so powerful.

The old man continued: "After I got home, I heard someone said that wiping with soapy water worked, so I did that. Last night, it did have some effect and the itching was gone, but this morning the itching returned. In fact, after being bitten by a mosquito,

Applying some soapy water will work, but his mosquito venom is too much. It is not only on the surface, but also in the blood. It cannot be cured by simple methods. So this morning they

Coming over."

Yaya asked again: "Grandpa, has that person been cured?"

The old man stroked his beard and smiled and said: "Grandpa has been busy all morning and it must be effective. I gave him a few injections and some medicine. He will be fine in two days."

Hearing what the old man said, the little girls breathed a sigh of relief.

After dinner, the chores of washing pots and dishes were handed over to a few girls. Zhang Taiping sat with the old man under the osmanthus tree to enjoy the cool air.

The old man said: "I live at the foot of the mountain now. There will definitely be a lot of people coming to see the doctor. It will be inconvenient to enter through the front door, and it will also affect you. If people come, you can let them go through the door on the side of the backyard."

This was exactly what Zhang Taiping wanted to say, so he agreed. After waiting for a while, Zhang Taiping told the old man what he had thought of while eating.

Although the old man was old, he was not a pedantic person, and this matter was obviously beneficial to the village. He nodded to indicate that there was nothing wrong with it, and he just had to do it.

"But you can't take advantage of the situation." This was the old man's only advice.

Zhang Taiping said with a smile: "I don't think such a thing will happen, and there is no such thing in the village done to people who come to your place for medical treatment."

In the afternoon, Zhang Taiping went to tell the village chief about his idea, and also explained the old man's attitude, asking him to tell the villagers that those who are interested in making this money can clean up their homes or vacate some empty houses.

Make some preparations.

But there must be an old man who is behind this matter. We cannot use loudspeakers to spread the news widely in the village, but can only spread it among the people below.

After returning home, we went up to the peach tree slope south of the pond and took Wukong and Shi around the peach tree stand. The entire hill belonged to Zhang Taiping, and now a mountain of peach trees were planted on it. Imagining the soup

During the Peach Blossom Bathing Festival on March 3rd in Yu, Zhang Taiping felt that his piece of Peach Blossom Mountain could do something with the newly discovered hot springs.

At the moment, he is surveying the terrain and marking the areas where the terrain is slightly flatter and suitable for building some houses. Building some interesting wooden houses or bamboo houses on the mountains has been an idea he has had for a long time. Now that there are hot springs, he

I feel like it should be built more.

Although this mountain is small, even if we only build bamboo buildings on the north side, it is still not a small project. It will definitely not work if we build a few dozen buildings. We will need at least twenty or thirty buildings. By March, the entire Peach Blossom Mountain will be covered with bamboo buildings.

You can see the eaves and corners hidden among the peach blossoms.

After marking dozens of places, we went home. Fan Ming was nowhere to be seen in the backyard. Yaya and Tiantian were holding benches under the grape trellis, picking bunches of crystal-colored grapes. The lowest tips of the grapes were ripe.

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Zhang Taiping did not go over to help. For the children, the process of picking grapes by themselves was a kind of fun. Sitting in the backyard, he began to conceive of the construction of a wooden house and bamboo house on Peach Blossom Mountain.

Wukong, who had followed him leisurely around the mountains all afternoon, was already impatient and ran to the grape trellis with two little girls to fight for the grapes.

One hand is hanging on the shelf. The other hand is picking the grapes quickly, but he will not finish picking the grapes alone, and some will be left for Zhang Taiping, who is sitting under the watermelon shelf.

This is a monkey, a monkey that knows how to eat, watch TV, and be pampered by its master.