Chapter 1: Sour Daddy

"Come on, come on, try Daddy's craft." Song Tong scooped a bowl of chicken soup for Song Nian.

Receiving Song Nian from the city gate, seeing Song Nian's tired appearance, Song Tong was distressed, and pulled Song Nian to Chu He to take leave, and returned directly to Song's house.

To Song Nian's surprise, her father actually stewed a pot of chicken soup early and waited for her to come back.

"Daddy, I'm hungry?" Song Nianmei picked up the bowl and was about to take a big sip, she had been eating a big pot of rice with the stinky old men of the Black Armor Army for the past few days, and she should enjoy it today.

However, her nose moved slightly, and she said suspiciously: "Dad, why is this chicken soup a little sour and bitter?" ”

Song Tong's face changed: "I smell it." ”

Song Nian hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's okay, Dad, it shouldn't be bad, it's okay to eat." ”

Hey, it's not a good thing that the skills of Wangwen and Wenwen are high and the facial features are sharp. This chicken soup is just slightly sour and bitter, and it is normal to put it in this era.

Song Tong couldn't help but say, took Song Nian's bowl, smelled it carefully for a long time, and then his face turned pale: "The chicken soup is bad, don't drink it." ”

"Are you alright...... Dad, how many days have you been letting it go? Song Nian couldn't help but ask.

"I didn't let it sit for a few days, it was stewed the night you left, and I will drink it when you come back." Song Tong said casually.

Song Nian covered his forehead, it will be at least five or six days, this chicken soup must be bad......

"You rest, I'll pour it." Song Tong stood up and said, and then walked out of the door.

Soon, Song Nian heard a crisp sound of porcelain breaking outside.

Yes, my dad seems to be unable to save face, so he finally made a bowl of chicken soup for his good daughter to drink, but it turned out to be rancid, but there is no need to smash the pot and bowl.

Soon, Song Tong came back, carrying a few portions of cooked food and steamed buns and handed them to Song Nian: "It's okay to eat this today, can you eat it?" ”

Song Nian took it with a smile: "Dad, as long as you buy it, my daughter likes it." ”

Song Tong's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he turned around and said, "You eat slowly, Dad will clean up...... Buy another pot and come back. ”

Song Tong went to clean up the mess, Song Nian had nothing to do, so he simply took out the silk book on the road and began to continue studying.

Although Hu Wen didn't understand, he ...... There are some things drawn on this silk book, which she seems to be somewhat familiar with.

Some are stone minerals, some are exotic crystals, some are flowers and trees, and finally, ...... It's abstract patterns that she can't read.

I don't know much about anything else, but she is still very familiar with those flowers and trees.

It's all ...... Common Chinese herbal medicines.

Therefore, Song Nian guessed that this should be the foreign medicine inherited by Dr. Hu.

Unexpectedly, the Hu people outside the plug can publish medical books?

Since it is a medical book, Song Nian feels that it is still necessary for her to learn, and at the critical moment, she can change careers to become a Mongolian doctor, which is much better than doing it.

It's just, how do you find someone to learn Hu Wen?

Just when my father came back, Song Nian asked my father, who in the county knows Hu Wen?

Outcome...... was glared at by the old man with a very disdainful eye for a while: "The person who knows Hu Wen the most here is in the Black Armor Army." ”

Song Nian was stunned: "Why don't I know?" ”

Song Tong shook his head angrily: "My good daughter, if Lord Chu doesn't have a few people around him who are proficient in Hu Wen, how can he go all the way to the Yunzhong Field?" If you don't understand the language, what can you do over there? ”

Song Nian patted his head and knew that he had made the mistake of empiricism.

She can find an old man to help her translate, but Chu He can't, there must be someone around Chu He who is proficient in Hu Wen.

Otherwise, if you are deceived, it will be a joke on the lives of those thousands of black-armored soldiers.

Besides, Chu He's identity is so noble, and there is a person around him who understands Hu Wen, which is normal.

Just do it, Song Nian ate and drank enough, wiped it clean, took the volume of Hu Wen's medical book, and went directly to Chu He.

The Black Armor Army was stationed outside the city, but Chu He was inspecting the military rations in the city at this time.

Song Nian's heart was empty...... Preparing military rations is her business, and Chu He should not be left to worry about it.

"Master Song, but you've finished enjoying the joy of family?" Chu He turned his back to Song Nian and asked lightly.

Song Nian hurriedly said, "This is just going home for a light meal." By the way, Lord Chu, when are we going to Jiuyuan Mansion? ”

The Black Armor Army only stayed temporarily in Guangqiu County, and the main purpose of this trip was to escort Xue Hu to Jiuyuan Mansion for trial. Even if such a major incident occurs at the border pass as Chu He, he has to go to Jiuyuan Mansion and hand over the witnesses and criminals to Jiuyuan Mansion for disposal.

In Lin Lao's words, killing is killing, but it is best to save face for all parties afterwards, and everyone carries the sedan chair, where it can not be offended, it is better not to offend.

Song Nian also supported this idea, so he asked this question.

"I just checked, and there happened to be a lot more cattle and sheep coming from outside the city in the past few days - just as military rations, and the time to make military rations, the soldiers also happened to take a rest."

When Chu He said this, Song Nian nodded again and again, and calculated: "I have calculated on the way, I can prepare enough in about three days, and let Sister-in-law Liu and them continue to make the rest, if the army does not return here on time, they can also sell the prepared military rations to the caravans." Well, my family has some connections in Ben Low, and I can help with this. ”

"Well, it's good that Master Song can be so attentive." Chu He said nonchalantly, which made Song Nian a little uncomfortable.

This one...... How do you open your mouth?

In the end, Song Nianyi gritted his teeth: "Lord Chu, my subordinates have something to ask for." ”

Chu He stood up and looked back at Song Nian: "What's the matter?" ”

"Subordinate...... When his subordinates were in the clouds, they got a copy of Hu Ren's medical skills, but they didn't understand Hu Wen......" Song Nian said stubbornly. She always felt that it was not good to talk to Chu He.

"Finally willing to say it?" Chu He said lightly: "Do you think you can hide this matter for a long time?" ”

"Hide?" Song Nian was stunned, could it be ...... Isn't this my own property? What to hide!

"Since you are willing to say it, I will not blame the past, Lin Lao." Chu He instructed: "In the next few days, you will work with the Song master book to translate the Nahu people's medical book into the Dayong script. Maybe in the future...... Quite useful. ”

"Yes, my lord." Lin Lao said solemnly on the side.

"Hey, why don't I take a medical book and still don't blame the past?" Song Nian muttered.

"Master Song, what did you just say?" Chu He turned back.

"Lord Chu, I mean to say that although this Hu people's medical book is rough, it is far less exquisite than my Dayongguo's medical skills, but in the future, my army will enter the desert, between the grasslands and deserts, and if you want to break through the Yin Mountain, you must understand the medical skills of this Hu people, so that you can use local materials and heal soldiers!" Song Nianyi said in words.

"Well, alright, let's go." Chu He waved his hand to drive people away.

Yes, I obviously got a medical book in one piece, how did I become not guilty of the past? Forget it, I can't read this medical book myself anyway, can I prostitute a translator for nothing, or am I earning it, right?

Song Nian comforted himself repeatedly.