Under Zhao Si's eager urging, Zhao Si and Zhao Pole carried a large basin full of ground rice milk, and Zhao Yuan led the panting donkey to return to his home in the west of the village.

"Atom, forget it, something as important as "A Thousand Gold Fang", you better keep it and learn it yourself, I won't watch it." and Zhao Pole put the big basin away, Zhao Si said with some determination.

Originally, when Zhao Si heard Zhao Yuan's book "A Thousand Golden Fangs", his initial idea was to borrow it as soon as possible, but on the way back to Zhao Yuan's house, Zhao Si thought about it and felt that "A Thousand Golden Fangs" was too precious, and it was something that could be used as a family heirloom.

"Fourth uncle, I know what you mean, medical skills are different from other things, and if you learn it, you can better treat diseases and save people, and benefit the township." Zhao Yuan said with a smile, although this book is very precious in this era, it is nothing to Zhao Yuan, a lot of knowledge in his mind, just such a book "A Thousand Golden Fang", is only the tip of the iceberg, but Zhao Si knows so much about kindness, Zhao Yuan feels very pleased.

"But ......" Zhao Si was still a little hesitant, although he had learned some of the ability to cure diseases and save people in the town's medical hall, but he also knew that the master had left a hand, and many medical skills had not been learned thoroughly, and now the medical book given by Zhao Yuan was tantamount to opening a door to himself, and the knowledge in it could basically be said to be taught by a master with excellent medical skills.

"It's nothing, Fourth Uncle, only one-third of the content of my "Thousand Golden Prescriptions" contains materia medica, pharmaceuticals, gynecology, pediatrics, eyes, ears, mouth and nose, as well as content such as wind, beriberi, typhoid fever, and two-thirds of the content, I will help you find it, and I will give it to the fourth uncle when I find it later." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"What, yours have such a complete book?" Zhao Si said in surprise that when he was an apprentice in the town, the doctors in the medical hall often sighed at the superb medical books of the medicine king of the previous dynasty, and were fascinated by the "Qianjin Fang" he wrote, but they couldn't see it, only some word-of-mouth prescriptions were said to be from this "Qianjin Fang".

"Isn't it only a third of the content?" Zhao Yuan wondered.

"This is already very complete, the value is immeasurable, I don't know how you collected it, I won't ask." Zhao Si shook his head and said.

"Fourth uncle, I hope that after you read this book thoroughly, you will be able to teach more people who are interested in curing diseases and saving people in the future, and the more people learn it, the better." Zhao Yuan took out the bound first ten volumes of "A Thousand Golden Fangs" from the room and handed them to Zhao Si.

"I won't say anything about thanks, atom, thank you."

Zhao Yuan persuaded Zhao Si to accept the medical book, and Zhao Si went back with the book with mixed feelings. Zhao Yuan also hopes that Zhao Si can make progress from this medical book and give everyone more protection in this era of poor medical environment.

"Atom, I'm going back too." Zhao Gongzi, who helped carry the basin full of rice milk to Zhao Yuan's house, also said.

"Wait, Uncle Pole, my family bought a lot of pears and a big fish, you can bring some back to eat." Zhao Yuan grabbed Zhao Pole and said.

"No, you can keep the atom for yourself." Zhao Zhuzi shook his head and refused.

"I bought a lot, the fourth uncle walked too fast, and he should have asked him to bring some back, but now his energy is focused on the book I gave, haha." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"I'll get it." Meng Ying heard Zhao Yuan's words and said.

Meng Ying packed a bag of pears from the house, cut a piece of fish meat weighing about four or five catties from the big sturgeon she bought, took it out and handed it to Zhao Gongzi.

"Uncle Pole, take it, it's the New Year, add more dishes." Meng Ying said.

"Okay, then I'll be cheeky and take it." Zhao Gongzi saw that Zhao Yuan's family was not allowed to leave if they didn't accept it, so they had to accept the pears and fish and go home.

Sending Zhao Pole away, Zhao Yuan put the big basin full of rice milk into the big iron pot where the pig food was originally cooked, poured a small amount of water into the pot, and then used straw to surround the basin, and added two pieces of charcoal to the stove hole to maintain the temperature of the rice milk fermentation, and it should take about two days to ferment, and it should be able to steam on the night of the first day of the new year.

After getting the rice milk, Zhao Yuan also began to prepare for tomorrow's New Year's meal, mainly to clean all kinds of pork first, and burn all the pig hair left on the pig skin with straw to light the fire.

With the help of Meng Ying, the pig's head used to make braised vegetables was washed first, marinated with various spices, and only waited for tomorrow to be used to make braised pig's head meat.

Luoluo and Xiaobao were playing on the side, the New Year, how to have fun, Zhao Yuan did not pressure them to study.

"Uncle, how much delicious food are we going to make?" Luoluo jumped up to Zhao Yuan and asked.

"There are a lot, secret braised pork head, braised dried fish, braised prawns, as well as Sixi meatballs, fried rice cakes, steamed sausages, ......" Hearing Luoluo's question, Zhao Yuan counted with his hand, there were really a lot of food to prepare, and there were ten dishes.

"Oh, uncle, you tell me how to make these dishes, and I'm going to remember them in my food book." Luoluo's eyes widened, and now I can add new content to my treasure book.

"Luoluo, when will I be able to write so many words like you." Xiaobao said with some frustration on the side, he has been learning to write for a few days, but he still knows very few words.

"Uncle Xiaobao, don't worry, Uncle Xiao said that learning is a process of accumulation, and when the accumulation is enough, you will naturally be able to write anything you want to write, for example, you can write a diary." Luoluo comforted Xiaobao.

"Well, Luoluo, let's go learn to read." Xiaobao nodded his little head, pulled Luoluo back to the table in the room, and began to study.

"Xiaobao was infected by Luoluo, and if it goes on like this, it will be very fast to learn." Zhao Yuan heard the conversation between the two little guys and said to Meng Ying with a smile.

"Is this what Brother Yuan said?" Meng Ying glanced at Xiaobao, who was studying seriously, and asked.

"Yes, so to speak." Zhao Yuan nodded.

"By the way, Brother Yuan, does our family's land here really want to be planted by people in the village?" Meng Ying remembered what Zhao Yuan said in the mill.

"Well, our family is not bad at the income in the field now, this year's situation is better, and we have only harvested 1,200 catties of wheat and 800 catties of rice, and after paying taxes, the rest is even less, and we can earn more than ten yuan of income for a year of working in the field, this money, we can earn it by doing something." Zhao Yuan calculated with Meng Ying and said.

"Yes, since our family started the wild mushroom business, I know that the income from digging in the field is very small, but I don't feel like I have any bottom in my heart if I don't farm." Meng Ying said with a sigh.

Whether it is modern or ancient, farmers have a land complex, even if they earn more money from other side businesses, but the sense of security brought by them is not as strong as the few acres of land they own, which is basically integrated into the blood.

"I still have a lot of land, I forgot to go down to the river dam as a large piece of land, and some of it is land planting?" Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"Yes, Xiahe Dam is such a big piece of land, Brother Yuan, have you thought about how to plant it?" Meng Ying asked.

"Originally, I thought about renting it to others to plant, but then I changed my mind, and it may be a mess soon, so it is better to save more food in my hands, and next year I am going to ask someone to help me plant the land, and pay the labor money to help, so that the harvested food is my own."

"Will there be a war, Brother Yuan? Why don't you buy more food? Meng Ying wondered.

"Maybe, maybe it won't affect us here, but we also have to make some preparations, we don't need to buy food and save it, it's enough to grow it yourself." Zhao Yuan said with some solemnity, the last time he chatted with Wan Yunjun, he revealed a lot of information in this regard, and I don't know if he listened to it.

"Hopefully it won't hit us." Meng Ying said with some fear that the experience of Tao Pu's family made Meng Ying very afraid and disgusted with war.

"Even if the fight starts, there should be a few more years, and we have time to prepare." Zhao Yuan thought about the wars in Houshu in history, mainly the unification war after the establishment of the Northern Song Dynasty, and it would take three or four years to start.

"That's okay, Brother Yuan, you must have a way to deal with it." Meng Ying has a lot of confidence in Zhao Yuan.

"Hahaha, don't worry." Zhao Yuan is also very confident in himself.