Chapter 267: baby

What she excels at is midwifery!
"Delivery!" She said brightly, but made Huang Fujin laugh. When his little girl was stupid, how could she look at her?
Looking at her little face, his heart turned into a spring.
"Yiner, you can't always open a hospital for delivery." Huang Fujin laughed.
This year, women have children in their own homes. Who would go to the hospital to have children?
Gospel Lin only subconsciously said the word for delivery. After all, this is a career that she has worked in all her life. She loves her profession and feels watching the birth of little angels with her own hands is the happiest and most sacred thing in the world. .
Although people here are so secretive about midwifery, she will not avoid it, even if she is very young now.
"I know what you mean, and now all the mothers and children are in their own homes." Lin Gospel calmly said, "I mean what I am best at is medicine, including delivery."
Gospel of Lin.
Although this is a bit irrational, Lin Gospel just doesn't want Huang Fujin as a man to see her jokes.
Huang Fujin couldn't bear to watch her joke, and when she heard the words, she said, "Yes, you can use the last big shop to open a medical museum. Isn't this what you always wanted to do?"
Lin Gospel froze and looked at Huang Fujin deeply.
She didn't seem to tell him that she wanted to open a medical museum, right?
How did he know?
"You haven't been in Qingyang for a long time. You haven't opened a medical museum, but now you have arrived in Qinglian County. You have a lot to do here. Do it according to your wishes." Huang Fujin looked at him with a smile, His eyes were dazzling, as if filled with thousands of stars, and Lin Gospel was the most dazzling star in his eyes.
The Gospel of Lin was agitated in his heart.
She was lonely in her previous life, and she really wanted to have someone, loved or loved, and could tell her, you can do it according to your wishes!
But she was not blessed to wait for such a person in the previous life, but now ... the man in front of him is beautiful and distinguished, he said such a thing to her!
It was like a stone suddenly dropped on the calm lake surface, it seemed nothing, but the ripples were layer by layer, and it expanded to the edge of the lake ...
Her heart seemed to be cast like a stone.
Lin Gospel looked up, then smiled and frowned.
Huang Fujin also looked at her with a smile and her eyebrows bent.
Lin Goufu bowed his head again, and Yin Shuangtan slid quickly on the paper. The medical hall she wanted was the modern Chinese medicine clinic design.
And she designed it like this ...
There are parishes, there are medicine areas, there are several compartments, there are several rooms ... These are for different patients.
The Gospel of Lin seems to have found his soul.
In the past life, what I most hoped was that she would open such a Chinese medicine museum when she retired.
For the essence of traditional Chinese medicine, she has a deep-seated dedication.
How nice, those small flowers, grasses, big trees, roots, bark, and mosaic seeds ... Although ordinary, they can alleviate pain and help people recover ...
This is the most natural healing method, and it is also a gift from nature to human beings.
Of course, western medicine is also good at western medicine, so there is no need to taboo western medicine. The best case is the combination of traditional Chinese medicine and tolerance.
Gospel Lin raised his head, but now in ancient times, she can only use traditional Chinese medicine to save people. Of course, it doesn't mean that she can't use western medicine, but western medicine is too advanced and disrupts the course of history, and it is not good to be afraid.
Therefore, she can only be cautious.
"Okay." Lin Gospel dropped the last stroke, leaned his head and looked at the design drawings on the table before explaining to Huang Fujin: "These should be understandable to the old carpenter."
Huang Fujin only knew that she wrote so many pictures to show the carpenter that the carpenter would transform the interior of the restaurant according to what she drew.
He reached out and said, "What are you going to do?"
"The inn." Lin Gou smiled very proudly. "I used to be a restaurant in front and an inn in the back. There were ready-to-wear shops and grocery shops, and all the clothes, food and accommodation were covered, wasn't it?"
Her eyes were bright, as if she was full of thousands of stars.
Huang Fujin did not immediately cater to her. His husband thought carefully and thought it was good!
"Good idea!" Under the watchful eye of Lin Gospel, Huang Fujin finally said what Lin Gospel was satisfied with.
She pointed to the design with interest and said: "I intend to build two wooden floors on the original foundation of these shops."
"Clog a wooden building?" Huang Fujin felt that it was easy to be moth-eaten if he used wood, and shook his head. "The wood is not very good."
But the Gospel of Lin said with certainty: "I have seen the handwriting left by my mother. She has recorded that there is one of the hardest trees in Beirong called iron birch. I will use this tree to build a wooden building! I was bitten by a bug, and I can do this. "
auzw.com So, the meaning of Lin Gospel is, can you please help me get some iron birch trees from Beirong?
Huang Fujin really groaned. "Iron birch? I don't know that iron birch is the hardest tree ..."
When the iron birch arrives, she will use soda ash, fluorite, and quartz sand to smelt together to obtain sodium fluoride. Then use sodium fluoride to wipe the wood of the iron birch and ventilate it outside. It can be used after seven or eight days. , And can be guaranteed not to be moth-eaten.
This is also the method obtained in the hand Zhai left by his mother Chu.
At that time, Lin Gospel looked at the notes and notes left by Chu's, and was also shocked. Obviously, his mother's relative Chu's was a woman with extensive knowledge in reading books. The words recorded by her were very useful.
Therefore, she also read it attentively.
So now she can use that knowledge in many places.
"Well, Yiner, you want iron birch, no problem, just leave it to me. Rest assured." Huang Fujin finally agreed to take the initiative.
He heard that he had promised, Lin Gospel nodded happily, then refilled him with tea, and handed the tea to Huang Fujin himself.
Huang Fujin took the tea with a smile, and said, "The pony fart is fine, the thief is fine."
After arriving at Zhuangzi in the eastern suburbs, Lin Gospel stood on the field, watching the crisscrossing thousands of acres of good land, and his mood was surging and excited.
These fields are good fertilizer fields, so it ’s good to plant anything!
"Yin'er, what kind of crop do you think is best here?" Huang Fujin looked at Lin Gospel and asked.
He knows nothing about agriculture.
"I heard the old housekeeper say that the land in this area is very fertile, but there is only one river that is not wide. If it is a good year, it is not good if it is a dry year." Lin Gou groaned, Watching Huang Fujin said: "The field here is two thousand acres, and it is on the upper reaches of the river. If it is a dry year, the water is introduced into your field, and the people in the lower reaches will suffer."
Huang Fujin has an indifferent attitude towards the people in the downstream. He is the prince of Beirong, after all, he doesn't care about the people of Dawei.
But because the Gospel of Lin was a great Wei, she was kind and compassionate, so he couldn't care less about her thoughts.
So he smiled and looked at Lin Gospel and asked, "What are you going to plant?"
Anything is good, as long as you are happy!
Gospel Lin thought about it, "My idea is to start planting a crop of spring wheat in the spring and then planting soybeans after harvesting the wheat. This is the next year's planting plan. I will be thinking of changing to another crop in the following year.
This way you can plant two crops.
Unlike Mrs. Jiang who planted a stubble of rice before.
Rice requires too much water, and it is not cost-effective to plant only one season.
Not only does she plant two crops of cash crops without water, the harvest must be good.
After all, neither wheat nor soybeans have a more stringent demand for water and fertilizer than rice.
Wheat is also a staple food in the north. In fact, soy cash crops are not anxious for sale, she can consume it at home.
Lin Gospel explained his thoughts to Huang Fujin again, and Huang Fujin's eyes brightened.
He didn't expect to have so much attention in farming and farming, and immediately felt that Lin Gospel's plan was very successful, and he nodded again and again: "I think it's good, just follow the instructions."
Lin Gospel was glad to see him agree.
"You don't need to look at the field in the southeast suburbs. The old housekeeper said that there are three rivers crossing there. The water source is not a problem. I think we should grow rice."
In fact, the wet land and abundant water sources are not good for crops that don't love water, and she can't think of anything good without planting rice.
After all, the yield per acre of rice is still very high.
Gospel by Lin This is a good kind of land intended to adapt to local conditions, but Huang Fujin was very impressed.
Although he is the honorable five princes of Beirong, he respects those who have the ability from the bottom of his heart, not to mention the other person is the his heart.
"Yiner, you are really a treasure!" Huang Fujin couldn't help it, and hugged Lin Gossip's thin waist on the field, and hugged her a few times happily.
Lin Gospel's body suddenly hovered, scaring and screaming. Fortunately, it was winter. There was no one in the field, otherwise Lin Gossip could be ashamed to death.
"You put me down, why do you look like a child?" Lin Gou blushed, his head buzzing, and even a little dizzy.
But Huang Fujin didn't plan to put her down and held her tighter.
Gospel Lin looked up at his handsome face, really helpless.
It seems that this once cool and handsome man seems to have changed his face and personality, she doesn't think he knows him anymore ...
"I'm dizzy, let me down ..."
Huang Fujin then lowered the Gospel of Lin gently, and asked in her ears, "How can you know so many things? It seems that there is nothing in the world that you can't."
After listening to Huang Fujin's words, Lin Gospel trembled. Although it was clear that there was no other meaning in his words, Lin Gospel felt that he was suggesting or inquiring something.
"Where, I just saw more notes and notes left by my mother-in-law." She reached out and stroked the broken hair in her ear, lowering her head unnaturally.