A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life[1]

chapter 21

From what Song Qinghan have acknowledged about the heatable brick bed, he could only tell that it was just a bed on fire. He didn’t have any idea what the benefits the bed would bring.

Night fell when Wu Dahu and Qian Baozi built all the heatable brick beds in every room.

Qian Guanzi came out of the room and checked out it was already dark outside and quickly put everything away. He patted on his thigh, saying, “I have to go back now. Otherwise, I will be blamed by my husband!”

Wu Dahu held his hand, asking, “Wait, how much is it?”

Qian Baozi was about to avoid the matter of money, but he knew Wu Dahu the best that this mate would insist on that, he couldn’t refuse but said, “Well, let’s make the deal. Three rooms cost three silver coins, and the walls, brick beds and the hearth together cost another three coins!”

He didn’t expect that Wu Dahu would be able to afford that and was about to allow him for a credit. However, Wu Dahu put his hand in his pocket and seemed to searched for something. Not long, a small ingot happened to show up in his hand.

Qian Guanzi stared at the small ingot in a daze. It was a while for him to regain his attention from gazing at the ingot, he searched up and down on his cloth but found nothing, saying in an embarrassed tone with a smile, “Brother Dahu, I didn’t bring any money for a change, I will send the change back later after dinner!”

Wu Dahu nodded. He didn’t feel any insecurity for that since they shared a common trust to each other.

The only thing mattered was that Song Qinghan would probably feel unhappy with it. So Wu Dahu turned around trying to observe his facial expressions.

Well, it turned out that Song Qinghan really got himself frowned. But it was not because of the money stuffs, he just simply blamed Wu Dahu for that he showed no etiquette just letting Qian Baozi go.

In that thought, he stopped Qian Baozi, saying, ” Brother Baozi, just wait for a moment!”

After that, he turned back to the room, and then went out with a bag and went straight to the kitchen.

Seeing that, an indescribable expression with confusion appeared right on Qian Baozi’s face. He thought that Song Qinghan was just showing his insecurity about the money, so he lowered his voice and said to Wu Dahu, “Brother Dahu, or let’s say you will give me the money as long as you have the change. It’s taking me nothing!”

Wu Dahu was silent for a moment and refused, saying, “Just wait a minute. I know that you’ve already charged me for the lowest price. I will be so much guilty if you can’t take the money back.”

It took not long for these two men standing with the freezing wind blowing that Song Qinghan came out from the kitchen.

Song Qinghan then said with regret, “I’m so sorry letting you guys wait so long outside. Here are some fruits of fructus momordicae and some seasonings. Why not take some back and give them a try.”

Noticing that Song Qinghan didn’t even mentioned anything about the coins, Wu Dahu knew he was thinking too much and somehow felt a bit guilty of viewing him through that way.

Qian Baozi took the bag over with a smile, while pushing Wu Dahu, asking, “What is this? Why haven’t I seen these before?”

Wu Dahu picked up a fruit from the bag and explained, “This is the raw material for the tea you drank here today. Take them, and tear one apart and put them into boiled water, then you will receive a cup of tea with supreme flavor. What, what functions does the tea possess?”