Chapter Twenty-Three: The Daily Life of a Witch

It was another sunny day, the sun was warm and comfortable, even the dust in the air became crystal clear, the birds sang one after another, and the whole world was full of pleasant atmosphere. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zheng Jun took a homemade toothbrush and brushed his teeth at the door of his house, but he couldn't make toothpaste, so he could only brush it with water.

The room behind him was very different from before, with several windows in the wall, blocked by wooden boards, which could be opened and closed from above, and propped up during the day, making the room much brighter.

Tables, chairs, and even sofas are ready. The beds are all of the third generation, with matching mattresses, bedding, and pillows, although they are not as good as modern products, but they are also quite comfortable.

In this era, there was also decoration, and the homes of ordinary tribesmen were mainly decorated with the bones and teeth of various animals. Hunters of higher status would have more fur to decorate their rooms, but Zheng Jun's rooms didn't have any of that, except for the modest ones that were no different from those of modern people.

Twelve orthography could be seen on the wall next to the bed, and before I knew it, two months had passed.

After washing, Zheng Jun sat on the chair at the door and rested, enjoying the sunshine and the reverence of the Ba people.

One after another, a number of children came to the door of his room, playing with each other. Looking at these children, it seems that they are much younger.

Zheng Jun now has a considerable understanding of the profession of witch, and on the whole, this is a rather complex profession, which is both a doctor and an exorcist, and occasionally has to make a cameo appearance as a priest.

Ba people rarely get sick, mainly because of some minor injuries that need to be treated, and there is also to prevent the occurrence of plague. These are all medical fields, but at the beginning, Zheng Jun almost fell behind in his own business.

Zheng Jun may be a qualified doctor in modern times, but he relies heavily on modern examination equipment and various synthetic drugs, and once he runs out of medicines, he is a little helpless against the symptoms.

In the end, he had to study Chinese medicine on his own to make ends meet, and the textbook was a barefoot doctor's manual published in 1970. The cover of this handbook is torn, the pages are yellowed, and he has spent more years than Zheng Jun's age. This was left behind by his grandfather, who was a Chinese medicine practitioner, and Zheng Jun originally put it in his backpack as a substitute for the field plant manual, but he didn't expect it to come in handy.

This manual is not only his own textbook, but also the textbook of his students, and he does not delay in teaching it as he learns.

And his students are the bear children at the door.

These are the children of the Ba hunters, and Zheng Jun likes Blackfish the most, not only because his father Luo is a good friend of his own, but also because Blackfish is really a very smart child.

They studied with Zheng Jun at the same time, but only Blackfish learned the best, and even surpassed Zheng Jun himself in herbal identification!

It didn't take long for the students to arrive, Zheng Jun got up from the chair and couldn't help stretching, the days were really leisurely.

"Today we are going to pick herbs, continue to learn the effects of herbs, and if we are lucky, we can also learn how to deal with trauma. ”

By the time Zheng Jun stood up, the children had already quieted down, lined up in two neat columns, and when he finished speaking, they replied in unison.

"Okay, teacher. ”

After two months, it finally had some effect, although he was secretly proud in his heart, Zheng Jun's face was not revealing at all.

With a backpack on his back, Zheng Jun set off with his little tails. At the gate of the tribe, Thirteen had already waited. Compared to when he started to serve as Zheng Jun's bodyguard, Thirteen has long since lost that excitement, and not being able to go out hunting for two months is simply driving him crazy.

After all, he is still just a teenager, if he was born in modern times, at his age, it is the leisurely years of college, I don't know how many people are still absent from class and playing games. Thirteen is also an excellent hunter, where can he endure loneliness and be willing to stay in the tribe with nothing to do.

Now he is looking forward to following Zheng Jun to collect medicine at this moment, and he can't wait to be outside every day.

Converging thirteen, Zheng Jun led his students towards the forest outside the tribe.

Outside the gate, there was a hot scene, the spring farming was over, and now the canal was being excavated. This canal was first mentioned by Zheng Jun to Qi, but it has only recently begun.

When these canals are completed, the Ba people's farmland will be cleared further away from the river. And by cultivating these lands around the tribe, you don't have to walk another day to cultivate.

The surrounding environment is a treasure trove, and all kinds of herbs can be seen, which is a unique benefit of this era.

Ba hunters actually have some understanding of the effects of some herbs, but this is all about oral experience. And it is limited to hemostasis, anti-inflammatory, raw meat and other aspects.

Zheng Jun summarized these, but found that they did not go beyond the content of the manual. After all, after thousands of years of induction, these primitive experiences are not comparable.

And the black fish showed an amazing talent for memorizing these various herbs, so he was deeply loved by Zheng Jun.

There are not many large prey in the forest anymore, and no creature can survive for long in such a close proximity to the Ba tribe.

Although there are no large animals, small prey can be seen occasionally.

Thirteen checked a few traps that had been set up before, and found that he had caught a rabbit, which was injured in its hind legs, leaving a lot of blood, and it had long been out of breath.

The rabbit was caught in a simple wooden clip, the serrations on the clip pierced deep into the leg, and after the injury, it struggled violently, not only did not get out of the trap, but caused the wound to widen, a large amount of blood was lost from the wound, and finally died of excessive blood loss.

Opening the clamp, Zheng Jun cut the rabbit's thighs layer by layer, and explained the muscles and blood vessels on the thighs to his students in detail, which was actually instilling modern surgical concepts into them, but unfortunately the effect was not very good, the students will always have their own understanding, and most of them are based on occultism, but it is better than adults.

After teaching these, Zheng Jun tried to stitch with hair, this hair was provided by the women of the Ba nationality in friendship, it is said that ancient China has long used hair to do surgical sutures, this is also the first time Zheng Jun tried, sutured a few muscles, and felt fine.

Anatomy class was Zheng Jun's favorite class, and the most annoying thing when he was in medical school was that there were not many hands-on opportunities, so he also understood the curious and expectant eyes of today's students. Take out a few bone needles that you had made earlier and throw them at them, and let the students toss on the rabbit by themselves.

Seeing these little guys cheering in unison and then rushing up, chattering around the rabbit while discussing and struggling for the opportunity to operate, Zheng Jun shook his head amusefully.

The blue sky was dotted with white clouds, and the sun shone on the earth, piercing through the slightly sparse treetops, sprinkling on his body, bathing in the warm sunlight and fresh air, and it seemed as if such a day was not bad.