Fields of Gold

Chapter 97: sick donkey

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The cattle and horse market is at the northernmost part of the town, and it is an open area surrounded by wooden fences. At this time, the cattle and horse market was full of people, and the cattle sellers, horse sellers, and mule sellers... all gathered here. The air smelled of cow manure, which was not very pleasant.

"Selling a calf, the calf is just two months old, and it's healthy! Brother, if you want it, I can give you a cheaper price!"

"Brother, look at my mule, it's only two years old, it's working..."

"There seems to be something wrong with your mule's feet, you can't walk, what are you doing here!"

"The calf is too small, what I want is the kind that can work in the spring..."

"Uncle, look at me..."

Her ears were filled with various voices, but Xiaocao listened very kindly. Along the way, Xiaocao also asked a few cattle and mule sellers, the prices were high, just like what dad said, if you don’t pay the stone to Shuxiu, you can still buy one, but you can’t match it with a car up.

Today I don't know if God is deliberately against Xiaocao, and I turned around, but I didn't see a few donkey sellers. Occasionally, there is a family whose price is too outrageous, even more expensive than buying cattle.

"Hey! There's excitement over there, let's go, let's go and have a look..." Yu Hai also knew that buying livestock can't be done just by walking, so he didn't have a long face like Xiaocao. He saw a group of people in front of him, and immediately squeezed in with his little daughter.

"Sour scholar! Your donkey is dying of illness, and you are holding on to the price, who will buy it! Forget it, I'm soft-hearted, and I can't see other people's pity. I bought your donkey cart for 800 yuan! "A shrewd middle-aged man looked at the skinny donkey on the ground and said in a benevolent tone.

Xiaocao squeezed into the crowd and saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy wearing a long shirt of Rongxuan Academy squatting in front of a donkey. The donkey was so thin that there was only a bone left, and it couldn't even stand upright. It was lying on the ground weakly. If its abdomen was still rising and falling, one would think it was a dead donkey. The young man was full of sadness, shook his head constantly, and said softly:

"No, no! It costs nearly a tael of silver just to make a donkey cart. My father is waiting for the money from selling the donkey to save his life. Eight hundred cash is not enough to grab two medicines..."

The middle-aged man asked impatiently: "Suan Xiucai, how much do you want to sell this half-dead donkey?"

"Three... three taels of silver! My father is seriously ill, and I need this money to treat the doctor..." The young scholar seemed to know that his asking price was too much, and his voice was barely audible.

But he can't help it. In order to send him to study, the valuables at home have been sold long ago, so he relies on this donkey cart to help people pull goods, or pull people in the town to earn some money to survive. Unexpectedly, the donkey at home suddenly had vomiting and diarrhea five days ago, and became very ill. Several veterinarians were helpless. His father was in a hurry to get angry, and he was caught by the wind, so he couldn't get out of bed.

The family had no money to hire a doctor, so he had no choice but to take this sick donkey with him to the market to try his luck...

The middle-aged man sneered, and said bluntly: "Three taels of silver? Little scholar, do you know that a healthy howling donkey is only five taels of silver, and your... tsk tsk! I'm afraid you won't be able to peel a few taels if you slaughter it and sell it. In two days, giving you eight hundred Wen is already taking care of you!"

"Yes, yes! Who will pay three taels of silver for a dying donkey?"

"Eight hundred Wen is too low. Just buying a donkey cart is not enough. If it were me, I wouldn't sell it..."

"This child is too pitiful. He looks like a student of Rongxuan Academy. If he didn't need money urgently, he wouldn't be here to be judged..."

The onlookers talked a lot, saying that some teenagers were crazy about money, and some sympathized with him.

The young scholar's face was pale, and he looked at the dying donkey in a daze, and kept saying, "No, no... My father is waiting for the money to sell the donkey to save his life, waiting to save his life..."

Yu Xiaocao looked at the scholar with emotion, thinking of the grief and helplessness of the whole family when her father's life and death were uncertain, she called to Xiaobutianshi in her heart: "Little Tangyuan, can you save this donkey?"

A golden miniature kitten squeezed its small body out of the ragged padded jacket on her chest, poked its head out and glanced lazily, and said in a naive voice:

[Smelly master, what do you think of the god stone? It's to lure fish, and to save people, but now it's a good thing... I was asked to save a beast. Don't do it, I'm going on strike!]

Imagine a little kitten crossing its legs, hugging its two front legs, turning its head to one side, but calling itself "Lao Tzu" in a big way, which is cute and contrary to harmony.

Xiaocao patiently did its work: "Little Tangyuan, that Lingzu Empress threw you down to let you practice. As the saying goes, 'Saving a life is worth building a seven-level pagoda', the more you do good deeds, the more good deeds you do. , you will be able to complete your merits and virtues as soon as possible, and return to Empress Nuwa!"

Xiaobutianshi thought that every time he helped Xiaocao to do something, his mana would be restored to varying degrees, especially when Yu Hai was revived, so that he could physically show it to others. It felt that Xiaocao's words were very reasonable, so he said reluctantly: [As long as you don't lose your breath, the god stone can save you...]

With the promise of the God-Mending Stone, Xiaocao took a step forward and said to the scholar, "Can I see this donkey?"

The sluggish eyes of the young scholar suddenly seemed to meet a savior, full of anticipation: "Little girl, you... do you want to buy a donkey?"

Seeing Xiaocao's patched padded jacket, his expression darkened again, he hesitated to say: "Little girl, my donkey is sick, you better not buy it..."

Seeing that he was facing such a situation, Xiaocao still had a kind and upright heart, so she smiled and said, "I have learned how to heal animals with my father, let me show you. If the donkey can still be saved, we will help you." Just buy it."

"Okay, okay! Look...my donkey is very capable, only less than three years old. It is sick, and everyone who has seen it before said it is a good donkey..." The young scholar's eyes ignited the fire of hope again, Staring at every movement of Xiaocao.

Xiaocao squatted down in front of the donkey, and stretched her hand to its muzzle, the hot air from the donkey's breath sprayed on her palm, faint but clear.

Just be angry! She borrowed a broken animal drinking bowl from the side, asked Yu Hai to untie the water bag around his waist, and pour out a bowl of Lingshi water from it.

The donkey seemed to feel the spiritual energy in the water, raised its head with difficulty, and took Xiaocao's hand, slowly drinking the Lingshi water one gulp at a time. After drinking a bowl of water, although it was still lying on the ground unable to stand up, its eyes became clear and refreshed.

"How is it? Little girl, can my donkey be saved?" The young scholar saw the donkey that hadn't been in the water for a long time, and drank a bowl of water for the first time, and the fire of hope in his heart grew stronger.

The middle-aged man with a shrewd face said sarcastic remarks beside him: "The veterinarians in Niuma City said that there is no cure, what can a little yellow-haired girl do? I advise you to act quickly before the donkey dies? Otherwise, How unlucky it is to die later, I won't even be able to get out of 800 by then."

The young scholar seemed not to have heard his mocking words, and looked at Xiaocao as if grasping at the only life-saving straw, piercing his palm with his fingernails without even noticing it.

To outsiders, Xiaocao seems to be stroking the donkey's ribbed body with pity, but in fact she uses the multicolored stones on her wrist to gently comb out the diseased gas accumulated in its body. In a place invisible to other people's naked eyes, pale golden fluorescence slowly enters the little donkey's body from the colorful stones. In less than a moment, the donkey was able to lift its head up, and the eyes were restored.

Xiaocao nodded to the scholar with a smile, and said, "The donkey is not seriously ill, so I bought it! Three taels of silver, right?"

"Yes... yes!" The young scholar stared blankly at the money Xiaocao handed over, as if he couldn't believe that his donkey, which was already too sick to recover, was actually sold for three taels of silver. For a moment, I stood there stupidly and felt a little at a loss.

Seeing him not moving for a long time, Xiaocao thought that he had repented, so she asked softly, "What's wrong? Didn't you say that your father is waiting for Yinzi to save his life? Why don't you hurry up?"

"Oh! Uh... Thank you for your kindness, little girl, please leave your name, and Fang Zimo will definitely report back in the future!" The young scholar gave Xiaocao father and daughter a big gift.

Xiaocao said: "What kind of favor is it? You sell and I buy. It's a fair deal. There is no kindness. Go, uncle's illness can't be delayed!"

Fang Zimo was also thinking about his sick father at home. Seeing that the two did not want to leave their names, he saluted again, clutching the money tightly, and left the market in a hurry.

The middle-aged man who didn't take advantage of it said sourly: "Little girl, you are still too young. There are all kinds of people in this world. There are too many people who pretend to be sick to gain sympathy. Don't be fooled by others." I know myself!"

"Thank you uncle for reminding! However, the scholar is wearing the gown of Rongxuan Academy. Rongxuan Academy accepts students with character as the first priority. I believe he is not a liar." Xiaocao is not a child of seven or eight years old. It's so easy to be fooled. I bought a donkey for three taels of silver, and even the cart was ready, which was much more cost-effective than buying a donkey alone and then hiring someone to make a donkey cart.

The middle-aged man took one last look at the Qicheng new donkey cart, snorted coldly and said: "If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer a loss before your eyes. I think you have saved these three taels of silver for a long time before you save them. Just to remind you. Don't fight until the end!" Saying that, he flicked his sleeves and left.

Xiaocao raised her eyebrows and curled her lips in disdain. Didn't take advantage of it, but still said a few harsh words, this character...

But Yu Hai said worriedly: "Cao'er, this donkey is so weak that it can't even stand up, how can you get it home like this? Your grandpa Zhang's ox cart can't fit..."

But Xiaocao said confidently: "It's okay, I have a hunch that this donkey will be able to walk by itself when I go back in the afternoon! Dad, there are not many seasonings at home. There is a market selling seasonings that are quite cheap." , let's go and see."

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Thank you Zuiwoyunjian, Zhaoying, for spending the last day with you, for melting me, Duanmu Naiko's concern, I feel so warm.

Now I will pump more than an hour every night to exercise, and I can lose weight, hehe...