Kapitel 44: Chapter 43 Wooden Frog
The next few days finally calmed down.
Ye Anian's left ear has basically healed, so Jiang Zhu stopped the hot compress and acupuncture. Now he only needs to drink Dingchuan Decoction.
There is no need to change the dressing on Fuzai's foot, but the splint used to fix it cannot be removed yet. It will take about a month to allow the repositioned bones to grow back.
Ye Annian found a wooden stick that was pleasing to the eye, polished it with a plane, installed an armrest, and made a crutch for Fu Zai so that the little guy would not have to use Ding Qiu's blind cane from time to time.
On this day, Jiang Zhu went to the village for medical treatment again, and Ye Anyian occupied the long table in his medicine house alone and continued to make wood carvings.
The wooden spinning tops and bamboo dragonflies he made for Fu Zai, Ding Qiu and Shi Shi were very popular with the children. He made a few more in his spare time. He planned to wait for the twelve zodiac ornaments he carved in a few days. After finishing it, we took it to the town to sell it and try it out.
Holding a freshly carved wooden frog in his hand, Ye An was using a file to polish the uneven grooves on the frog's back when Fuzai jumped in again with a cane.
"elder brother!"
Xiaotuanzi jumped into the threshold nimbly, held the table with one hand and a cane with the other skillfully, and sat down on the stool opposite the long table.
Ye Anyian stopped what he was doing: "If you don't play well with your brother Qiu, why are you running here?"
Fu Zai stared at the wooden frog in Ye Anian's hand with eyes like water grapes. He chuckled and said, "Brother Qiu is endorsing things again. I'm afraid of disturbing him, so I came to see what new things my brother made today." Son."
"You're so dishonest with your feet tied." Ye Annian looked at him angrily, but still handed him the wooden frog in his hand, "Here."
"Clam fish?" Fu Zai held the fat wooden frog in his small hands. He looked at it from left to right and found it strange. "Why is its mouth a flat slit?"
Xiaotuanzi stretched out his white and tender fingers and stuffed them into the wooden frog's mouth as he spoke.
Ye Anyian:...
As expected, children like to put their hands in holes and gaps when they see them. Fortunately, the wooden frog he made didn't have a mechanism, otherwise Fu Zai's little finger would have been bitten by now.
"Because it can bark." Ye Annian said, picking up a small wooden stick that had just been ground on the table and handed it to Fu Zai's hand. "Use this to scratch the groove on its back. Try it?"
Fu Zai was previously curious about why there was a row of fin-like things on the back of the clam fish. After listening to Ye Anyian's words, he took the small wooden stick and used the thick end to draw it across the back of the wooden frog. Suddenly, there was a burst of "croak quack". "The frog croaked.
"Wow!"
Fu Zai was shocked: "It can really bark!"
And the cry is just like the real thing!
Guagua! Guagua!
Fu Zai used a wooden stick to draw a row of grooves on the back of the wooden frog. Hearing the frog's croaking, his happy eyes turned into crescents.
"Brother, you are so awesome! The clam fish sounds just like the real thing!"
"Brother, can I play with this clam fish?" Fu Zai looked forward to it and was extremely excited.
Brother Shitou and sister Lingling must have never seen such a fun gadget. He couldn't wait to show it to his two little playmates to play with.
"Hmm~" Ye Anyian nodded when he saw his happy look.
"Is the wooden frog so fun?" he couldn't help but ask.
Fu Zai grinned happily and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
Ye Anyian curled his lips. Children are really easily satisfied: "Then I'll make a few more and give them to your friends to play with."
In modern times, this wooden frog is a lucky frog in Thailand and a very popular tourist souvenir. He was not sure that he would be able to make frog sounds the first time he made it, but he did not expect it to succeed.
Since Fu Zai likes it, he will make a few more, one for each of Ding Qiu, Shitou, and the Chen brothers and sisters. If the children all like it, he can also make a few and sell them in the town.
"Brother is the best!"
Fu Zai happily knocked around with the wooden frog, and for a while, the sound of "croak" sounded in the courtyard.
This voice successfully attracted Ding Qiu, who was sitting in the courtyard to endorse the book.
As soon as Fu Zai saw Brother Qiu, he took his hand and taught him how to make the wooden frog make sounds.
Ding Qiu played with it for a while and liked it very much. He thought it was novel and interesting and said to Ye Anyian: "Brother Ye's hands are so skillful."
Ye Annian smiled: "This gadget is easy to make, easier than the Luban lock I gave you."
"That's pretty awesome," Ding Qiu pursed his lips, "I've never seen a wood clam fish with such a realistic cry."
"There are many things I can make," Ye Anyian said, "I will make them all for you to play with in the future."
"Hehe!" Fuzai exclaimed excitedly, "Isn't that brother a master carpenter?"
Ye Anian smiled helplessly: "What is a master carpenter?"
The three people were talking lively, and the fence door creaked as someone pushed it open from the outside.
Jiang Zhu came back from outside with a medicine box on his back. As soon as he entered the door, he said, "What are you playing for? I heard the sound of frogs in our yard from a long way away."
"Annian, did you take them to the river to fish for clams?"
"It's a clam fish, Doctor Jiang!"
When Fu Zai heard this, he held the wooden frog to Jiang Zhu with both hands like a treasure.
Jiang Zhuyi had never seen this gadget before. He took it curiously and tapped the frog's back with a wooden stick. The wooden frog made a crisp "dong-dong" sound.
"Muyu?" He raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Anyian.
Ye Anyian curled his lips, raised his hand, and gestured to him from a distance: "You can't knock, you have to use a stroke."
Jiang Zhu did as he was told, and the wooden frog made a realistic "croak" sound.
"Interesting." Jiang Zhu also laughed, stroking up and down with his hands, unable to stop playing.
Ye Anyian:...
It looks like he may have to make one more.
Guagua! Guagua!
Guaguaguagugu~
Guguagugua~
Ye Anyian's eyes lit up, Jiang Zhu was actually having fun.
He really didn't expect that this little wooden thing could make different sounds when it was being scratched upright, backwards, connected, broken, lightly or heavily.
"An Nian, maybe this thing can be sold at the big market in Tianshui Town." Jiang Zhu said.
"I thought so too." Ye Annian said, Jiang Zhu thought of going with him.
"Together with the wooden spinning top and bamboo dragonfly I made before, as well as the twelve zodiac ornaments."
"Forget about the small ornaments?" Jiang Zhu stopped what he was doing, and the frogs also stopped.
"Isn't the carving good?" Ye Annian frowned.
Although there is no sandpaper here, so fine polishing cannot be done, but he has used a file to carefully carve out the small details. It is not rough, right?
Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhu said: "It's not that it's bad, it's just that it's too finely made. I want to put it at home."
Ye Annian looked at him. The latter looked serious, and it was obvious that he was really reluctant to sell the zodiac ornaments he had carved.
"That's fine." Ye Anyian said.
It took him two or three days to carve one of the twelve zodiac ornaments. He had just finished carving the Yin Tiger now. It was still too early to carve all twelve.
And he put so much effort into making it, so it's hard to sell it too cheaply.
But if it is sold at a high price, ordinary people may not be willing to buy such small things, and they may not be willing to display them even if their families have problems with food and clothing.
And people with a little bit of money would not look down on the ornaments carved by an unknown person like him. The museum shelves in the homes of rich families are full of priceless wood carvings, jade, porcelain and antiques, so no one would buy his wood carvings.
The left and right ones are just for practice. They are good for keeping at home or for the two children to play with.
Jiang Zhu reminded him that at this stage, it was easier to make small gadgets and sell them to children. If he wanted to make more elaborate ornaments that would test the carving skills, he would have to wait a little longer. He had not considered it.
Just as he was thinking about it, Jiang Zhu turned around and left the medicine house. After a while, he turned around and came in holding a big yellow pumpkin.
Ye Anyian was a little surprised: "Where did it come from?"
"To see Aunt Zhao's brother in the village, Aunt Zhao gave it to me," Jiang Zhu said.
Because he is usually friendly and approachable, he never changes his prescription and charges more for consultation and medicine. Occasionally, when a child catches a cold or has a stomachache, he will help treat it without charging for consultation. , I am very popular in the village. Every time I come back from a medical visit, the patient will always give me some home-grown things as a reward.
Seeing that Ye Anyian was very interested at this time, he asked him: "I'll make lunch later, how do you want to eat this pumpkin?"
Ye Annian is really greedy for pumpkin.
In his previous life, when he was in high school, his father had thrown him back to live with his grandmother in a provincial capital. All kinds of vegetables and fruits were grown in his grandmother's small garden.
When the pumpkin is ripe, grandma will pick it off and mix it with glutinous rice to make sweet and soft pumpkin glutinous rice for him.
"Pumpkin sticky rice... can you make it?" Ye Anyian asked tentatively.
He wasn't sure if Jiang Zhu could cook it, and he didn't know how to eat the pumpkin here.
"I can do it." Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhu agreed directly, "Then let's eat pumpkin glutinous rice at noon, stir-fry cowpeas, and mix in cucumbers. If we don't eat the cowpeas and cucumbers behind the house, we will get old."
"Okay." Ye Anyian stood up from behind the wooden table, "Then I'll go pick vegetables."
Jiang Zhu put the big pumpkin in his arms on the long wooden table and took Ye Anyian's hand: "Let's go together."
The two of them carried the basket and went out. Fuzai and Ding Qiu sat on the wooden stools and watched the two figures disappear outside the door.
"Brother Qiu, the relationship between brother and Doctor Jiang is really good now."
Xiaotuanzi shook his feet that were tied into rice dumplings and sighed.
"Yes," Ding Qiuye said, "This is the first time I've seen Mr. treat someone so kindly."
"Hey," Fu Zai was confused as soon as he said these words, "Doctor Jiang treat you badly?"
"It's not bad." Ding Qiu frowned and considered his words, "It's just... not that precise?"
He was actually a fatherless and motherless orphan , begging for food on the street with a group of dirty little beggars.
That day, the buns he finally begged for were robbed by an old beggar and he was beaten.
At that time, he had been hungry for three or four days, and he didn't even have the strength to escape, so he just waited for death.
When he was desperate, it was Jiang Zhu who gave him a steamed bun.
He devoured the meal and when he raised his head to say thanks, he saw a black figure stabbing Jiang Zhu with a sharp sword.
He repaid the favor on the spot.
He rushed forward and pushed Jiang Zhu away, but the sword slashed across his eyes, causing blood to splatter on the spot.
Since then, he has been blind.
But thankfully, he now has a family and no longer has to be a beggar.
Jiang Zhu took him back and made him a little medicine boy, and vowed to cure his eyes.
However, Jiang Zhu was really bad at taking care of people. The food he cooked for him was not only unpalatable but also unpalatable.
I usually comb his hair and just tie it up with a hair tie. I give him a wet handkerchief every day and let him wipe his face and wash himself. I also give him a random set of clothes to wear. Fortunately, he can't see, so It doesn't matter what image you have.
Later, the two of them arrived at Yueya Village. Jiang Zhu went out all day to collect medicines and treat people. He would often leave him alone at home and throw him a bag of steamed buns. Sometimes he would not come back for two or three days.
He began to work hard to adapt to the darkness and learned to take care of himself. Originally, he wanted to cook the meals together, but since the stove at home was burned down, along with a whole medicine shelf full of medicinal materials, Jiang Zhu could not live or die. Let him cook.
However, fortunately, after this incident, Jiang Zhu finally realized that there was something wrong with the way he took care of people, and the problem of unpalatable cooking. He began to pay more attention to him, and also studied cooking skills. His life, this It's getting better.
"Anyway, my husband is really very kind to Brother Ye." Ding Qiu said with emotion, "Fuzai, you and Brother Ye are really lucky."
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