A doctor who travels through two eras

"Village Chief Li, is this the pig your village raises?"

Lin Sanqi looked at the skinny white pigs in front of him, his face wrinkled like a chrysanthemum.

In his eyes, a fat pig must be fat and round, and the fat on its body would shake three times when it walked.

But the pigs in the Taipingzhuang pig farm in front of him were as thin as lambs. Although they were not skinny, they were not fat either.

Village Chief Li proudly introduced:
"We have 15 pigs in total in our village. They are the treasures of all our villagers. When we sell them, we can share the money with the villagers. During the Chinese New Year, the villagers are counting on these pigs to share money.

So we would rather people have nothing to eat than to ensure that pigs have something to eat. Two section chiefs, look, next to us is where we cook pig food. We specially arrange for villagers to cook pig food every day... Get out of here, you little brats, how can you compete with pigs for food!!!"

Village chief Li was smilingly introducing the great achievements of the village, but when he turned around, everyone saw a few children around seven or eight years old squatting beside the stove where pig food was cooked, eating the pig food with broken bowls.

Hearing Village Chief Li's loud roar, they were so scared that they jumped off the stove and ran away.

One of the little boys was about to run away, but he turned back and quickly scooped a bowl of pig food from the pot. He didn't care about the heat and ran away like a flash.

Lin Sanqi was sharp-eyed and noticed that these children were barefoot in the middle of winter...

"Li Agou, Wang Ermao, and the damn kid from Zhao Haibo's family, I remember you all and will deal with you later. This pork is the lifeblood of our entire village. If you try to steal it again, I'll break your legs!"

Village chief Li cursed at the children who ran away.

Lin Sanqi walked to the stove and smelled a sour odor as soon as he approached. He scratched it with a shovel and some strange things floated up from time to time.

This stuff is pig food, why are these kids trying to steal it?
"Village Chief Li, what ingredients are used to make this pig food?"

Village Chief Li cursed for a long time, then turned around and saw Lin Sanqi's question and replied with a smile:

"Chief Lin, you city people have never seen this, right? This pig feed is mainly made of rice bran and cornmeal. You can also put some pig grass, radish cherries, dried sweet potatoes, and straw powder in it, and then boil it. By the way, the heat is very important.

When cooking pork, the fire must be high. If the fire is too low, the rice will be half-cooked and watery, which pigs dislike. Also, the action must be fast. If the action is too slow, the bubbling juice will swell up the rice in the middle, which has not had time to be heated, forming a bread bun, with rotten skin and raw bones, which pigs dislike even more.

Lin Sanqi thought, this is really pig food, how can people eat it? How hungry must they be to eat such a thing?
Lin Sanqi suddenly became interested and wanted to understand the people's sentiments, so he interrupted the village chief who was still talking.
"Village Chief Li, can I have a taste of this pig food?"

Village Chief Li was shocked: "Oh, Chief Lin, this is not fun, this, this..."

Lin Sanqi thought that Village Chief Li was stingy and was afraid that if he ate one more bite, the pig would eat one less bite, so he laughed and said:

"Don't worry, I'll just try it. I won't eat too much. It can be considered as remembering the bitter past and thinking about the sweet present."

Village Chief Li scratched his head and said, "Chief Lin, it's not that I'm stingy, it's just that this pig food is inedible because before cooking the pig food, the staff at the pig farm have to urinate in the pot..."

Lin Sanqi was holding a bowl and was eager to try it, but when he heard what Village Chief Li said, he suddenly felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

"Village Chief Li, even if it's for pigs to eat, you can't pee in it, right? That's too disgusting, right?"

Village Chief Li laughed awkwardly, but Yang Shaohua next to him burst into laughter:
"Xiao Qi, you are wrongly accusing Village Chief Li. Peeing in the pig food is a last resort. Otherwise, how could the pigs have a turn to eat the food after it is cooked? It would have been snatched away by others long ago. Ordinary people generally don't touch pig food that has been peed on."

Lin Sanqi understood immediately after hearing this. It turned out that the pigs were deliberately trying to stop the villagers from eating pig food in this disgusting way.

But because I understand, I can't help laughing and crying:
"Well, those kids just stole the pig food. Didn't they know there was urine in it?"

Village Chief Li sighed.
"Yes, everyone in the village knows about it. When we first came up with this idea, we promoted it in the village for several days, and everyone knew about it. But there's nothing we can do. People are so hungry, who cares if there's urine or feces in it?"

Seeing that there was no one around, Lin Sanqi asked in a low voice, "Has anyone starved to death in our village?"

Village Chief Li was horrified: "No, absolutely not. If anyone starves to death, I will chop off my head and let the people kick it around!"

Lin Sanqi was relieved then. As long as no one starved to death, it seemed that some jokes on the Internet in later generations should not be taken seriously. But the hunger was real, and Lin Sanqi saw it with his own eyes.

"Village Chief Li, the pigs in the village are now eating better than humans. How many kilograms can they be slaughtered?"

Village Chief Li continued to smile bitterly:
"It would be good if we can get 100 kilograms when we sell them. We also need God's help. We hope that a few of them don't die before we sell them. Otherwise, all our hard work for the year will be in vain."

"I threw it, it only weighs a few pounds? Wouldn't the amount of meat be less?"

Although Lin Sanqi saw it with his own eyes, he was still surprised to hear the number again. The number was already small, and they were so thin. No wonder the national pork supply was difficult.

Yang Shaohua also sighed: "It's hard for the peasant brothers..." Lin Sanqi got to the point and asked softly:
"Village Chief Li, if our Chinese medicine hospital wants to buy some pigs, the price is negotiable, can you sell them?"

Village Chief Li shook his head like a rattle:
"This won't work. Of the 15 pigs, 13 are task pigs and must be sold to the supply and marketing cooperative. Even one less won't do. Although the remaining two can be distributed in our village, our villagers don't have meat to eat all year round, so we can't sell them. We have to keep them for the New Year so that the villagers can have a good meal."

Lin Sanqi actually knew that these farmers were not profitable at all, but there was Yang Shaohua watching him, and the dean would definitely ask him what he had done and said.

So Lin Sanqi decided to continue acting.

Lin Sanqi asked with some embarrassment:

"Village Chief Li, pigs are not an option. Does your village have any eggs, sweet potatoes, potatoes, flour or other food that can be traded? Our Chinese Medicine Hospital can buy them all, and the price is negotiable."

Village Chief Li rubbed his hands and said embarrassedly:

"Chief Lin, you may not know that as long as the common people have a bite to eat, it is worth more than gold. Who is willing to exchange it for money? The key is that there is indeed no surplus grain. After the beginning of next spring, we won't even have a place to plant crops."

Yang Shaohua chuckled:
"Well, I told you that it's impossible to buy grain in the countryside. Workers in the city have a hard time, not to mention the farmers. Believe it or not, if you take out 30 kilograms of flour right now, you can pick any girl or widow from Taiping Village and she will go home with you right away."

Village Chief Li joked, "If you give me 50 kilograms of Fuqiang flour, my wife will give it to you as well."

"Bah, you old woman can be Chief Lin's mother, you want to eat tender meat? You have the nerve to say that? You can almost pay Chief Lin 50 kilograms of corn flour."

hahaha~~~
The two old men started joking and laughing heartily.

Lin Sanqi couldn't laugh. Looking at the pot of pig food stained with urine, he felt an indescribable sadness in his heart, just like the winter in the north in December.

When Lin Sanqi and Yang Shaohua were about to leave Taiping Village, Village Chief Li secretly handed them two small bags.

Lin Sanqi opened it and found half a bag of corn kernels inside. Then he looked at Village Chief Li with a little surprise.

Village Chief Li had a misunderstanding and thought that the other party thought it was too little, so he blushed and begged for mercy:

"Chief Lin, Chief Yang, you came to our village to inspect our work in the middle of winter. This little bit of food is a small token of our respect. If you have any work to do at your hospital or farm in the future, please think of the people of Taiping Village. Hehe, when there is food in the future, I will definitely carry a large sack of food to thank you."

Yang Shaohua laughed and put the bag back into the hands of Village Chief Li:
"Lao Li, if I take your food, I'm afraid I'll be struck to death by a thunderbolt. You guys are having a hard time too, so save it for members who are in even greater need."

Lin Sanqi also quickly put the food back, feeling extremely ashamed.

He came to Taiping Village to "act", but was misunderstood by the village chief as "extorting money". He guessed that two small bags of grain were already the limit for them.

That night, Lin Sanqi slept in the newly built dormitory on the farm.

Although they are called dormitories, they are actually bungalows. There is no lime on the walls and no cement on the floor. They are just a frame.

Because there was no heating, Yang Shaohua set up a brazier in the house and left a crack in the window to prevent carbon dioxide poisoning in the middle of the night.

Lin Sanqi wrapped himself tightly in a military coat and quilt, and secretly put a few heat packs on his body. Only then did he feel a little warmer.

Although Lin Sanqi is the head of the purchasing department of the future branch of the Chinese Medicine Hospital (farm), a middle-level cadre, everyone knows that this position is specially used to give Lin Sanqi a promotion, which is equivalent to a temporary position.

Therefore, Lin Sanqi did not participate in the entire farm from preparation to construction.

But he had received the mission secretly, which was to take good care of 12 national treasure-level traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. If the environment was like this, it was estimated that these 12 old men would not see the spring of next year.

Lin Sanqi thought, it seems that just supplying food is not enough, we must also do a good job of keeping warm in advance.

"Chief Yang, can I make a small request for our farm construction?"

Yang Shaohua said indifferently: "Tell me, I will definitely help you with the ability."

"I just wonder if you can help arrange four dormitories and put a fire pit in each dormitory."

"Fire pit? Hey, that's good. With a fire pit, winter won't be cold. But you need to hire a master craftsman to build a fire pit, and it will cost extra."

"Don't worry, you can spend the money. I will report it to Dean Shen when the time comes. I will definitely not make it difficult for you."

"Okay, just one word." (End of this chapter)