Scholars in the courtyard

Northwest, farm.

Yang Xiaotao didn't know that two people hundreds of miles away were plotting against him, nor did he know that the previously unacceptable seat belts had suddenly become something that every factory was scrambling to inquire about.

At this time, he was still supervising the corn planting work in the fields.

According to original calculations, the seeds left in the warehouse should be enough to cover the cultivated land of ten farms. However, in actual operation, Yang Xiaotao found that after this planting, there was still a surplus in the warehouse.

Especially the female stock was much larger than planned. Originally, the planned ratio of production was three to one. In order to increase production, Yang Xiaotao directly changed it to four to one.

So much so that technicians were summoned overnight to re-modify the production plan.

Only then can the seeds in the warehouse be fully utilized.

However, as the number of seeds increased, so did the land, so more manpower was needed.

The tractors don't stop twelve hours a day, and everyone on the farm uses them. Even so, there is still a shortage of manpower, and we can only find people from other places to help.

On the edge of the farm, Yang Xiaotao was walking alone, stopping to observe the situation from time to time.

As for Mazi and Wang Hao beside him, he sent them down to help with the work.

Several 'apprentices' in the maintenance station were also assigned to various farms by Yang Xiaotao, euphemistically called field learning.

Before they left, Yang Xiaotao once told them, "Be bold in demolition and work boldly. If you can't solve the problem, come back to me." ’

After receiving the care of the 'master', several people were immediately filled with high spirits and rushed everywhere with passion.

In fact, this was also the confidence that Yang Xiaotao gave them. The most fearful thing about repairing a car was that they were too timid to start.

These days, they have learned a lot about the structure of tractors. What they lack is experience in repairing them.

As long as you dare to learn and do boldly, you can take an important step.

Walking on the dirt, the sun is blazing above my head. It is May here, but it is hotter than June in Sijiu City.

However, it is this abundant sunshine that allows the corn here to grow vigorously and the harvest is guaranteed.

"With such good sunshine, we should grow watermelons."

Thinking of watermelons, Yang Xiaotao looked around and said, "It seems that the requirements for land and temperature difference of watermelons are a bit high now."

However, thinking that two days ago, among the monthly fruits provided by the system in May, twenty kilograms of watermelon were directly given. Yang Xiaotao wanted to try it when he arrived, but time was not enough.

Finally decided to take the watermelon back to my family to try.

In any case, it is not easy to eat watermelon in this era.

Not only is there less planting, but there are also non-staple food stamps, which not every family can afford, and if a family can only eat one, they are considered a wealthy family.

Ordinary rural people simply cannot afford it.

"It's easy to grow watermelons, but it's not easy to raise seedlings."

Yang Xiaotao stepped on the ground with his head down. Watermelons are very intolerant to alkalinity, and the land where watermelons have been planted cannot be planted again within three to five years, otherwise the yield will be seriously reduced and the soil will be damaged.

The best crop for rotation is corn.

Yang Xiaotao was thinking in his mind whether he should start planting watermelons here.

For others, the most important breeding work is not difficult for him, with Xiaowei here.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. Yang Xiaotao planned to go back and ask Ma Sanxing to find some watermelon seeds and plant them quickly while the weather was good.

Then next time I come to command the emasculation, maybe I can eat it.

My thoughts were good, and my pace quickened.

"Teacher Yang, Teacher Yang."

Tata~~

The sound of horse hooves fell and followed closely.

"Mazi, what's wrong?"

Yang Xiaotao spoke calmly. He had encountered a lot of things these days and had become accustomed to not being surprised.

"Teacher Yang, it's not good, someone died."

Yang Xiaotao, who was originally calm, suddenly turned pale, "What, what's going on!"

"Go and have a look!"

Mazi said, turning the horse's head, and Yang Xiaotao jumped up from behind. The horse carried the two of them and galloped away, leaving a trail of smoke.

Five minutes later, the two came to a tent, where seven or eight people gathered.

Yang Xiaotao jumped off his horse, walked through the crowd in twos and twos, and looked at the middle-aged man lying on the ground.

He was very thin, like most middle-aged men of this era, with dark arms, sallow face, somewhat gray hair, eyes closed tightly, and he was unconscious.

Several people were sitting or standing around, looking sad.

"Help!"

"What are you doing standing still!"

Yang Xiaotao went over and placed his back on the man's chest. His heartbeat was still weak, and he shouted to the people around him.

"Teacher Yang, we have already gone to find him. He will be here soon."

Ma Sanxing on the side spoke, and Yang Xiaotao looked at the man again, "Old Ma, what's going on? How could something happen?"

Ma Sanxing stood aside with an equally anxious expression.

"Teacher Yang, it's like this."

Then Ma Sanxing told what he knew.

Due to the increase in work, some manpower is needed to help, so some people are transferred from other farms.

Yang Xiaotao took into account the level of work of farmers on the farm and reported to his superiors that adults who work every day can each receive two Erhe noodles steamed buns, and children with half the labor force can receive one steamed bun.

One two taels, a sturdy steamed bun.

This kind of reward makes the farmers on the farm very motivated and they work absolutely hard.

Likewise, people who come to help also enjoy this kind of treatment.

Everyone called the man lying on the ground Zhou Laosan, probably because he was the third eldest child in the family.

But people who are familiar with it have never seen the boss and the second child.

Zhou Laosan lives on a farm ten miles away. He has a wife and three daughters at home. He gave birth to a son a few days ago and his wife is confinement at home.

Life on the farm is difficult. There are many people in the family and they eat a lot.

After dividing the sweet potatoes on weekdays, he would give them to the children first, and then eat the remaining sweet potatoes with the soil on them.

This time his wife gave birth to a son for him. Zhou Laosan felt grateful in his heart and wanted to earn some food for his wife so that she could be in confinement and get better health.

So after hearing that they were given two taels of steamed buns a day, Zhou Laosan found the farm's factory and, after some hard talk, finally joined the team.

He knows that he is here because he is taken care of by the organization, so he works very hard when working. When others are resting, he works.

While others were working and eating, he would put away the two steamed buns, drink a lot of water, and continue working in the afternoon.

Two days ago, he returned home with steamed buns. The moment his three sensible daughters saw the steamed buns, they burst into tears. His wife even held her newborn son in her arms and wiped away her tears.

On that day, their family felt like celebrating the New Year.

Regardless of confinement, the wife got up from the kang and cooked a pot of sweet potato soup. The whole family soaked in the soup and ate steamed buns.

From then on, he didn't eat a bite of the steamed buns given out by the farm. When he was hungry, he drank water. When he was really hungry and couldn't bear it, he picked two handfuls of leaves and stuffed them into his mouth, and drank them with water.

I was working in geography again today, but I fell down and fell unconscious.

Ma Sanxing said seriously, and the people on the farm in front of Zhou Laosan lowered their heads with sadness on their faces.

"The third child is an honest man and always repays kindness. Back then, our six brothers and several other brothers starved to death. He was given a piece of cake by the troops when they passed by, so he persisted until now."

"He often said that no matter how many members there are in the family, they have to support each other, so that they can be worthy of the five brothers and sisters who died and let them have children."

"Lao San, you idiot, why did you..."

As the man spoke, everyone around him had tears in his eyes. Yang Xiaotao closed his eyes silently, and when he opened them again, two tears had fallen.

"Give it!"

There was a sound outside, and the crowd separated. The first person separated from the crowd to reveal the person behind.

This man was dressed simply, with a thin build, a gray beard on his long face, and protruding eyes. His gaze was fixed on Zhou Laosan lying on the ground.

"Brother Shan, this is the man, take a look."

Ma Sanxing looked at the visitor and quickly greeted him and asked someone to get out of the way.

On the side, Mazi softly introduced that this man's name was Shan Daren, who used to be a doctor.

However, I don’t have a formal medical certificate, so I can’t go to a big hospital, so I work on the farm and go out to see a doctor when necessary.

Yang Xiaotao knew that this person was the doctor in this area.

Of course, there is a more resounding name, ‘barefoot doctor’.

Ordinary people who have a headache or fever at home will go to them first. If the problem cannot be solved, they will go to a big hospital to see a doctor.

It’s not that their medical skills are not as good as those of doctors in the hospital, but if they can’t solve the problem, they need to go to the hospital with the help of instruments.

So compared to people in big hospitals, people here trust these 'doctors' who are of the same level more.

"Don't worry, let me take a look."

Shan Daren touched his beard, walked forward and touched his chest carefully, pressed Zhou Laosan's belly with his hand, and finally opened Zhou Laosan's eyelids and took a closer look.

People around me didn't dare to make a sound, so they all waited.

Yang Xiaotao didn't know what to do, but according to his experience in his previous life, he should hang a hanging bottle at this time.

Anyway, in his impression, if you need an injection when you go to the hospital to see a doctor, do you get two glucose?

He doesn't have glucose here, but he still has sugar.

Yang Xiaotao hesitated whether to take it out, but considering the situation, he still wanted to take a look first and listen to what the doctor said.

"Find a bowl, find some salt, and get some warm water."

Shan Daren pressed Zhou Laosan's belly for a while, and then said to the people on the side.

After hearing this, Ma Sanxing immediately asked someone to look for him.

Yang Xiaotao was still wondering when someone came running over carrying bowls and salt shakers.

Shan Daren took the black sea bowl, then pinched it in the salt shaker with his hand, put a small pinch of salt in the bowl, spread it evenly with his fingers, and finally pinched another pinch until the bottom of the bowl was covered with a layer of snow-white , then people poured water.

After a while, the black ocean bowl was filled with water.

"Pick him up and open his mouth."

Several people stepped forward to help. Yang Xiaotao was thinking about the past, but Ma Sanxing pulled him aside.

In Ma Sanxing's psychology, it is unlucky to meet such a person.

They, the people on the farm, were fine. Yang Xiaotao, an outsider, had better stay still.

Yang Xiaotao didn't think so much. He watched Zhou Laosan being helped up, dragging his arms on the ground, and someone lifted his head up.

"Open your mouth."

After hearing this, Mazi grabbed his chin and pulled it down.

Shan Daren took the opportunity to bring the water in the bowl to his mouth and slowly poured it into his mouth.

The salt water flowed very slowly at first, but Shan Daren's hand was very steady and he poured a little bit of salt water into Zhou Laosan's belly.

I knew that when the salt water was halfway down, not a bit came out, it was all in.

Yang Xiaotao has keenly discovered that Zhou Laosan is conscious and is swallowing slowly.

This action also made Shan Daren breathe a sigh of relief, and he shook the hand holding the bowl and sprinkled a little water.

But it’s no longer relevant.

As he drank the whole bowl of salt water, Zhou Laosan, who was half lying down, regained consciousness and slowly opened his eyes. He just wanted to say something, but couldn't.

Shan Daren patted Zhou Laosan's back again, then pressed down on the back of his spine, and then asked Zhou Laosan to lie down.

"Okay, let him eat some millet porridge and rest for the afternoon. He will feel better when it gets dark."

Shan Daren stood up and said, and everyone around him looked at him with admiration.

Yang Xiaotao even clapped his hands, admiring him even more.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it. No medicine or other equipment was used. Just one pair of eyes, one pair of hands, and a bowl of salt water saved a life.

Magical salt water, magical barefoot doctor.