"...the only thing I should ask you is to heal the farm cattle in the village..."
“Praia…”
"Praya... Playa?"
After talking endlessly for a long time, and greeted three times in a row, Praia didn't respond at all.
Frowning, the agricultural officer took two steps forward and walked closer. By the light of the torch, the agricultural officer saw that the pastor clasped his hands tightly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked solemn.
What's going on here
"Pastor... Pastor?" Slightly taken aback, the agricultural officer gently pushed his nephew.
Trembling slightly, Praia raised his head, "Your Excellency Barres, what did you say?"
"I say… "
To ask for help, Barres didn't mind the pastor's distraction, and repeated what he had just said.
The excited Bales didn't notice at all. Two steps away, Praia clasped his hands and narrowed his eyes. Although his face was solemn and solemn, his legs trembled slightly.
The shocked Bales didn't understand at all. At this moment, Pastor Praia was at least ten times as shocked as himself. Unlike the agricultural officer, who felt that the recovery of the cow in front of him was inconceivable based on experience and experience, Praia, who had followed the church to study medical scriptures carefully, knew quite well that the recovery of the injured cow in the old William's family had even surpassed the complete recovery. According to the medical canon of the church, and the effect of treatment by a senior priest who specializes in medical treatment.
What's even more incredible is that such a miraculous recovery did not use any church medicine, but completely used herbs in the forest.
Herbs in the forest!
After ten years of theological study and three years of church presiding experience, Praia went all out to control himself, kept as calm as possible, tried his best, and finally barely hid the shock and horror in his heart.
Reluctantly means that after calming down and listening to Barres' request, Praia's eyelids immediately began to throb violently again.
Let me heal the cattle in the village!
"The Lord is Almighty... Every villager should receive the mercy of the Lord... Heal the farm cattle in the village, so that the village's cattle can recover as soon as possible... The Lord is Almighty... This is my wish, and the church will also give its own strength..." Respond casually The most used words and phrases in prayer, Praia's brain is running fast, his eyes are wandering left and right, and suddenly his eyes light up, and the speed of speech speeds up a little unconsciously:
"However, Uncle Barris, you also know that it takes a long time to collect medicinal herbs, and so does the healing process... The collection of tithes in the village will start again, and the parish church will soon be patrolling. I have been preparing for these things for days, and it is really impossible to concentrate on treating the cattle in the village... "
"But… "
"However!" Quickly raised his right hand, directly interrupting the anxious Barres' next words, Praia continued: "Don't worry, Uncle Barres... I have already taught you the method of treating cattle. I gave it to another student of mine, you can leave the next thing to my student... "
"your student?"
"That's right..." Praia smiled and waved in the direction of the simple wooden house, "Los, come here."
"Priest, lord, lord, lord..." Stepping out of the wooden house and walking into the light of the torch, Wu Qingchen bowed to the pastor and several lords one by one.
"This… "
Staring at Wu Qingchen, whose clothes were neat and tidy, his face was clean, and he bowed calmly, Barres looked suspicious: "Your Excellency Praia, this is the lamb you mentioned? Another student? "
"Yes."
"This... this is from the farmer's house..." Barres slightly raised his head in the direction of Old William.
"That's right."
"This is really..." Barres opened his mouth slightly, looked up and down involuntarily, and quickly frowned: "Your Excellency Praia, my dear nephew, if I heard correctly, you mean , let this one heal the wounds of the cattle in the village?"
"Yes, my uncle."
"This student of yours..."
"Loss..." Pointing to Wu Qingchen, Praia reminded, "His name is Rose, my uncle."
"Okay, Ross..." Bales frowned even deeper: "Is your Ross a little too young?"
"Master, I'm fourteen years old." Wu Qingchen bowed again.
"Okay... good... fourteen... fourteen... tour... tithes..."
Talking to himself almost inaudibly, after a while, Bales suddenly turned to the pastor: "Your Excellency Praia, as far as I know, the baron may have something to do with tithes and parish inspections... Can you reconsider?" , personally treat the farm cattle in the village..."
"Needless to say, my dear uncle...the only way to approach glory is to be pious..." Praia shook his head lightly: "Recently, it is the busiest time in the church, and it is impossible to spare time... As for the young people you are worried about..."
Praia pointed to the docile cow a few steps away: "You have already asked Ifrit, Espier, and William, as far as this cow is concerned, the injury in the first two days is not considered serious. ?”
"It's... yes."
"Is the situation now significantly better?"
"This... is also true."
"Isn't that okay? Could it be..." Praia showed a bit of obviously feigned irritation: "You doubt the honesty of a pastor and think that this is not the effect of my student's treatment?"
"No...of course not."
"In that case..." Praia continued with obvious feigned doubts: "What questions do you have?"
"This... this..." Barres looked embarrassed and was speechless.
"That's it..." Praia waved his hand: "At least Ross can try it first."
"Okay..." Bales sighed softly, and turned to the steward: "Ifrit, where is the nearest wounded cattle today?"
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After two hours.
church.
"Uncle Bales..." Finally returned to the church, Praia patted his legs and let out a long sigh of relief: "...Now, do you still insist on letting me treat the cattle in the village personally?"
"If you are willing, this is of course better..." Barres's face was full of joy, and the anxiety when he reluctantly agreed to let Wu Qingchen try it was completely gone on his face, and the worry that was vaguely present two hours ago was gone in his tone: "... Of course, my dear nephew, if you are too busy, you should rest more when you have time..."
"It's just..." the agricultural officer turned his body and looked at the always respectful Luo Si—the hero who just stopped the bleeding of a cattle and basically eliminated the state of restlessness—with a rare expression on his face. He was amiable, and his tone was softer: "Next, treat the other farm cattle in the village. If your students encounter difficulties, they will probably bother you..."
"There should be very few times like this..." Praia smiled: "Most of the cattle injured in the village are in the same situation."
"It's better this way... so be it..."
While talking, the agricultural officer smiled gently at Wu Qingchen: "...Okay, it's getting late... Ross, you should go home first. Tomorrow morning, start treating the wounded cattle in the village..."
"Cocoa..."
Wu Qingchen hesitated to speak, and frowned, looking a little anxious.
"What's wrong?" The agricultural officer's expression was tense for a moment, his hands were clenched and trembling slightly, "Yes... yes... is there something wrong..."
"But...but..." Looking at the agricultural officer and then at the pastor, Wu Qingchen's voice was soft, as if he wanted to say something but dared not.
"Tell me." Praia, who also didn't know what to do, spoke in a low voice as the nails were inserted into the palm of his hand heavily.
"The pastor...and...and this master..." Wu Qingchen said timidly: "Tomorrow...tomorrow morning, the family will plow the land...next...then there will be summer service in the afternoon...the cows are not doing well...father and brothers are all Very hard... I... I... I..."
call…
There was a sigh of relief in the church at the same time.
"Good boy... good boy..." Wiping his forehead vigorously, the agricultural officer felt some obvious moisture on his fingers, and his voice was still a little dry: "... don't worry, it doesn't matter whether the land is plowed or this summer Sergeant, you don't have to worry about these things..."
Fifty-One Harvest (Part 2)
"Don't worry about plowing and summer service?" Wu Qingchen opened his eyes wide, showing the standard surprise and doubt of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child.
"That's right..." The agricultural officer smiled and nodded: "Go back and tell your parents that your family doesn't need to participate in this year's summer service... As for plowing..."
After pondering for a while, the agricultural officer turned his head and looked at the village steward who had been following him in the middle of the night: "... Ifrit, are there any cattle that belong to the baron in the village that are not injured?"
"Not hurt at all... not at all..."
From the speed of Ifrit's answer and the degree of gnashing of teeth, it can be seen that this question has obviously tormented the steward for a long time, "... There are three cattle that should be able to go to the field, but there are also several small scratches."
"There are only three heads..." the agricultural officer frowned slightly: "...you choose one tonight, prepare the fodder, and bring it to the Ross family tomorrow... wait a minute..."
While talking, the agricultural officer looked at Wu Qingchen again: "... Luosi, I saw you have two older brothers at your house just now?"
"Yes, sir."
"Can you use a plow?"
"Yes, sir."
"Very good... If there are three cattle, how long will it take for your family's land to be plowed?"
"Three oxen? If there are three oxen..." Wu Qingchen hesitated a little: "Should...three days? Two days?"
"Okay, let's say three days." The agricultural officer said directly, "... Ross, let your father take your two brothers with you to the village livestock pen tomorrow morning to take these three cattle... These three cattle can be taken away first. Lend it to your family to plow, remember to use it carefully... "
"Ah! This..."
Wu Qingchen, who was "thirteen or fourteen years old", bowed quickly, and when he raised his head again, tears of gratitude filled his eyes: "This... thank you so much, master... you... you..."
"...It's okay, just so you can treat them..." Waving his hands, the agricultural officer turned his head and ordered the steward:
"Ifrit, you just prepare three plow trucks, and the tools you need... By the way, there are three days' worth of fodder for three cattle... Prepare it at night!"
"Yes, Lord Barris."
"Okay..." Looking at Wu Qingchen again, the agricultural officer showed a gentle smile again: "... Now, your family has no summer service, and you have three cattle for plowing the allotment... Starting tomorrow, you will have everything Don’t worry about it, just treat the farm cattle in the village with peace of mind.”
"Yes, my lord."
Wu Qingchen bowed deeply.
"It's late, you go back first."
"Yes, respected Master Barris... respected pastor, Master Ifrit, Master Espiel, I am leaving."
Tuantuan bowed around, several masters nodded with a smile, Wu Qingchen turned around, walked to the door of the church, bent over and picked up the small bowl placed by the door, and stepped out of the door of the church.
The night was very deep, and the two-day continuous light rain had long since ended. No one spoke for a while, and the church was quiet. A breeze blew through, bringing a chill from the mountains and a few faint howls of wild animals in the forest and fields.
Feeling this chill, hearing this sound, watching Wu Qingchen's small figure gradually walk away, slowly swallowed by the darkness, standing by the altar, for no reason, the agricultural officer's heart suddenly jumped.
"Wait a moment!"
With a loud shout, the agricultural officer rushed out of the church quickly, and the small figure in front of him immediately stood still and turned around.
Seeing the slight doubts and respectful expressions on Wu Qingchen and Wu Qingchen's faces again, the chief agricultural officer breathed a sigh of relief, and his mind immediately felt at peace.
"Los, wait a minute."
Turning around, the agricultural officer pointed to the church, and raised his head to the three attendants who rushed out behind him: "Basser..."
"Please order, sir."
"Go back to the church to get a torch... You take Ross home, be careful on the way..."
"Yes, sir."
Half a minute later, the light of a torch gradually merged into the darkness, and the figures of Basser and Wu Qingchen became smaller and smaller.
The agricultural officer's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and when these two poor eyebrows were twisted into a mess, there was another shout at the door of the church: "Loss! Wait a minute!"
A minute later, the light from the two torches gradually melted into the darkness, and the figures of Basser, Makur, and Wu Qingchen became smaller and smaller.
The agricultural officer frowned again, "Luo..."
Three minutes later, two entourages went forward, one entourage was cut off, the policeman led the way in front, and the steward took care of the rear. Five torches were connected in a string. He and the agricultural officer drove the horses slowly, and Wu Qingchen's timid little figure was in the middle.
Ten minutes later, there was another knock on the door of Wu Qingchen's house in the Medieval World. This time, Old William, who hadn't fallen asleep, quickly opened the door.
"Old... Master..."
"En..." The agricultural officer nodded very rarely, and even responded with a reserved smile to the timid old William.
The next moment, the agricultural officer's gaze was on the right side of the wooden house, above a mass of burning flames, the boiling water in the cauldron was bubbling, and the bubbles that appeared from time to time made a mess of leaves, grass roots, mud clods...etc. The thing rushes back and forth.
The agricultural officer frowned slightly: "These healing potions need to be boiled all the time?"
"Yes, master." Wu Qingchen nodded: "It will be better to keep boiling."
"I remember that your medicine has been burned for a day, you..." Holding his nose, the agricultural officer looked around the wooden house: "... just this pot?"
"Yes, sir."
"There are herbs boiling in the pot, what do you eat?"
"Master, my mother and sister prepared some food last night, and my father went to the neighbor's house to borrow a pot and cooked some peas."
"Eat cold food?"
"Yes, sir."
"This way..." Looking at Wu Qingchen's thin body, the agricultural officer frowned even more, and turned his eyes to the steward next to him.
The steward responded quickly: "The cowherd's house that was just closed this afternoon has a cauldron inside...I'll deliver it tomorrow."
"En..." The agricultural officer nodded first, and after looking Wu Qingchen up and down again, his eyes were a little worried, and he quickly shook his head again.
"Basser..." the agricultural officer waved and called to his followers: "Go to my horse and take the third pocket on the right."
"Master..." Soon, a sack the length of a forearm was delivered to the agricultural officer.
"this… "
The agricultural officer weighed his pocket and threw it in front of Wu Qingchen: "... you put it away, eat first, the pot will arrive tomorrow."
"Thank you... thank you sir..."
"Okay! That's it..." When Wu Qingchen bowed, the agricultural officer had already walked a few steps and got on his horse. "Eat well, sleep well, and heal well."
"Ross, do it well..."
The agricultural officer and his party had already set off. Praia was a few steps behind and also got on his horse. He looked deeply at Wu Qingchen, and then smiled slightly at Old William who was still at a loss beside him: "You are lucky, Old William, you have a Good son."
"Duk... tuk... duk... duk..."
The sound of horseshoes gradually became smaller, and the light of the torch became farther and farther away. After turning a corner, it finally disappeared completely.
The fire disappeared, and at the door of the wooden house, the stunned old William finally came back to his senses, grabbed Wu Qingchen, and a series of questions spewed out quickly: "What did you do just now?" "What did the agricultural officer ask you to do?" "Just now What is it for you?" "Sleep well, eat well, and cure well?" "Why did the pastor say I was lucky?"
Inside the wooden house, Jacqueline, Idra, Grace, and little Nina also rushed out from the corner of the room quickly. From the tone and expression of the agricultural officer, everyone knew that what Wu Qingchen met was definitely not a bad thing.
After rushing out of the wooden house, just like the old William, the eyes of several people were full of eager light.
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