After the rebirth of the queen princess, her farming is also overwhelmed!

Chapter 11 Going to town

At this time, Nalanjing first touched its neck soothingly and then began to correct the fetal position along its belly.

Her hands are slender, but extremely flexible, and her techniques are so strange that even a layman like Li Zheng knows they are not simple.

Rong Qian was even more shocked. She didn't expect that this sister-in-law not only knew medicine, but could also deliver cows...

After Nalanjing corrected the fetal position, he took the embroidery needle and stabbed it into the cow's uterine muscle with smooth movements.

Everyone couldn't understand, and then they saw a pair of cow's toes exposed.

The short old man said in surprise: "It's born, it's born, the feet are out, it will be born soon."

Nalanjing didn't need to do the rest. The short old man knew how to hold the calf's toes and cooperate with the cow to help pull the calf out.

Li Zheng and his family all breathed a sigh of relief.

When Nalanjing and Rong Qian walked out of the cowshed, Li Zheng followed them out, and said happily: "Miss Rong, thank you very much for today. I will calculate the consultation fee for you according to the doctor in the town."

,feasible?"

sure.

Nalanjing nodded without any objection.

Li Zheng quickly asked his wife to take out two taels of silver and gave it to Nalanjing.

Nalanjing has such superb medical skills. Even though she looks very young, she may not be able to cure many diseases.

But even if they can deliver babies, this alone is enough for them to worship them like a Bodhisattva. Having a powerful midwife in the village is also a very honorable thing.

If Nalanjing knew that Li Zheng was assigning her the title of midwife, he would probably...

At this time, of course she didn't know Li Zheng's inner thoughts, and she was a little surprised that he was so straightforward that he actually gave her two taels of silver, which was the same price as the doctor who visited the town.

Nalanjing took the money with a smile on his face and said, "Thank you very much, Li Zheng. We are going to the town to buy some pots and pans. If we have any money left, we can pay back the rent we owe."

Li Zheng promised her a grace period of one or two months, and of course he would not disagree. He sent her and Rong Qian out of the yard and gave her directions to the town.

After Nalanjing thanked him, he and Rong Qian left the village.

The people watching in Li Zheng's yard already knew that the cow had given birth successfully and the calf was quite strong. They all gathered around Li Zheng's mother-in-law and wondered what was going on.

The mother-in-law of Li Zheng's family described the process of how Nalan Jing delivered a cow in a vivid and miraculous manner. Within a short time, half the village knew that the family of refugees who fled to the village yesterday were named Rong, and that Mrs. Rong turned out to be Rong.

A highly skilled midwife.

Midwives are different from doctors. They don’t need to know medical skills or even be literate. They only need to know the techniques of midwifery.

After Nalanjing and Rong Qian left the village, they walked in the direction Li Zheng said and walked for half an hour before reaching the town.

When we arrived in the town, we walked and stopped for a long time. We didn't see a market for a long time, but we saw many stalls selling big roosters in front of a teahouse.

Rong Qian immediately said nothing, occupied a position, and took out the five pheasants in his backpack. Others called the big rooster the victorious general, so he called pheasants the best general in the world, invincible...

Nalanjing: "..."

Nalan Jing vaguely felt that something was wrong and wanted to drag Rong Qian away. A group of people had already walked out of the teahouse. The young master at the head was waving a folding fan in his hand and with a cynical smile on his face, he quickly walked to Rong Qian's stall.

He smiled and said: "I see that you are not a big chicken. Are you really the best general in the world? Can you defeat anyone?"

Before Rong Qian could react, he saw that the young master was dressed in an extraordinary way. Knowing that the business was coming, he flashed his big white teeth and said: "This man has really good eyesight. Look at the breed of my chicken. Look at the feathers.

Isn’t it different from them?”

"This is a rare breed. You missed this chicken. You will never find such a beautiful rooster again."

Rong Qian already knew from Nalanjing that this pheasant was male, which is why the feathers were so bright and beautiful.

There was a big cock on the stall next to it, and the stall owner was a plump middle-aged man.

He was not a young man who didn't care about grains. He sneered: "What rooster? It's just a little pheasant. Pheasants are just flower stands. If you want to use them to fight cocks, I'll probably lose all your entourage."

There’s not even any underpants left.”

The followers behind the young master tightened their trousers one after another, and their unkind eyes fell on Rong Qian.

After all, Rong Qian was the little bully in Beijing. He didn't do much with cats and dogs, but cockfighting and horse racing were his specialty.

He looked at the young master, as if he had seen a rich man, and immediately stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Sir, take me with you to fight the cock. Today I will let you fight against all the invincible opponents in the world."

Young Master is not very old, about thirteen years old. Although Rong Qian is two years younger than him, President Rong Qian is still as tall as Young Master.

Somehow the young master believed what he said, so he actually bought a big rooster and took Rong Qian into the teahouse.

Nalanjing was guarding the stall, and many of the stall owners looked at her with unkind eyes, cursing and saying nothing nice.

Nalanjing didn't want to argue with them, but the dirty words became more and more unpleasant. She simply stood up, walked to the stall next door, and stared at the big rooster with shiny fur.

Nalanjing suddenly said: "Your big rooster looks really good."

The plump middle-aged man was talking enthusiastically when he saw the young lady coming to show her courtesy. A wicked smile flashed in his eyes and he said disdainfully: "That's right, there is no rooster in this whole street who dares to compete with my rooster.

If anyone dares to come, it will peck out their eyes."

The corners of Nalanjing's lips curved: "That's not right. Your rooster is good-looking, but its legs are obviously broken. It's just a flower stand with no appearance. If someone really buys it to compete,

, there is no doubt that we will lose.”

The fat middle-aged man stood up and glared at her: "You bitch, you know nothing, stop talking nonsense here, or I'll slap you."

Nalanjing glanced at him and folded his arms: "Am I talking nonsense? You know in your heart that this rooster has two broken legs and it will only take half a month to recover. It is not necessary to compete with them."

What is the loss?"

The onlookers thought that the little lady had a sharp tongue. The middle-aged man called her pheasant a show-off, but she called his big cock a show-off.

At this time, the more they listened, the more something was wrong. They all began to look at the huge rooster in front of the middle-aged man. The big rooster had shiny fur, and there were no signs of being broken on the standing legs.

But the middle-aged man's face looked very ugly, and he clenched his fists loudly.

Others suddenly looked dubious. Many competitors had already begun to smear the middle-aged man for selling a cock with a broken leg. If he didn't want to lose, he had better not be so unlucky to buy his Victory General.

(End of chapter)