Chapter 41 The Talkative Barbarian 3
At four or five o'clock in the afternoon, Sophia was grazing on the hillside with a group of goats.
The scattered chickens and disobedient piglets have been driven back in advance, and these animals that don't like to eat grass will have another meal in the evening.
Sophia was still young and thin, so Salil always gave her some easy tasks.
Just like Andrew did to Saryl.
Sofia was wearing a plain skirt with piles of fabric piled on top of each other.
The innermost part is a thin linen shirt, with a knitted woolen waistcoat on top, and then a full-length skirt made of rough material like a carpet or blanket.
It will be colder in the evening, and Sophia is still wearing the woolen scarf given by Salil.
With a long rectangular scarf wrapped around her neck and cheeks, Sophia sat on the hillside and looked at the mountain road in the distance.
The clear river passes by in the distance, and the winding mountain roads disappear into the hillsides, disappearing at the end of the field of vision.
Sofia could see the snow-covered peaks in the distance, but she couldn't see the outside world blocked by the mountains and trees in the distance.
Goats and sheep eat grass quietly, this is their paradise.
Sofia had long been used to breathing, and she couldn't feel much fresh air, which made her feel a little depressed.
No one likes to be alone.
Sophia didn't like it, Salyl didn't like it, and Lawrence didn't like it either.
The sun was setting, and Sofia was worried about Lawrence.
In her expectant eyes, Lawrence soon appeared very far away, coming out from behind the obstructing hillside and slowly approaching here along the winding mountain road. Sophia stood up happily and faced over
there Waving excitedly. "Master!!"
A clear and joyful voice echoed in the mountains, and the echo could be vaguely heard.
Lawrence in the distance soon heard Sophia's call. Riding on the back of the sheep, he raised his hand and waved to this side.
However, he did not speed up and was still walking slowly.
The winding mountain road was twists and turns, and it took more than ten minutes to get from the place where the eyes could see to the place in front of me, but Sophia could wait happily.
Ten minutes passed quickly, and Lawrence rode Dom back to the hillside.
Sophia happily came to Lawrence's side, raised her head and shouted: "Master, you are back!" "
Sofia, Emma's child is fine. I brought back a hen that can lay eggs."
He quickly came from He got down from the Dom sheep, took off the rattan basket containing the hens from the Dom sheep, and tied the reins of the Dom sheep to the saddle.
Sophia happily picked up the rattan basket containing the hens and said happily: "The master's property has increased again!"
Lawrence touched Sophia's head and felt that Sophia's hair had become dry again.
Also because meat is often eaten here, there is a lot of oil, water and salt. It is easier to get oily than Emma's family, and crystallized salt grains are more likely to form in the hair.
Lawrence decided to let Sophia take a bath, preferably tomorrow at noon when the weather was warmer.
But washing your feet and washing your hands was enough for today, and Lawrence decided that he would also wash his feet.
Although it was a bit weird, Lawrence found out that he did have a little more say after Andrew was gone.
Dom the sheep didn't need Lawrence's instructions, he just started to eat a few mouthfuls of grass, and then walked towards the sheepfold. Dom sheep are not the same breed as goat sheep. Its food is mostly provided by its owners, so its demand for wild grass is not high.
The tall Dom sheep is the leader of the flock. The sheep grazing nearby saw the Dom sheep walking towards the sheep pen, and soon began to follow one after another.
Lawrence and Sophia stood there waiting, also counting the number of sheep to prevent any loss.
"Let's go, let's go back." Lawrence said proactively: "I'll go down and get some water. I'll wash my feet before going to bed, or every two or three days." Sophia nodded and agreed, "Yes!" There is no Black Death here
,
people I'm not against taking a bath, but I don't want to take a bath mainly because it's troublesome.
Lawrence thought about bathing, boiling water, fetching water, fuel distribution, making various calculations along the way.
Sophia, on the other hand, didn't think about anything. After Lawrence came back, she felt relieved and happily went into the house to discuss the hens with Salil.
Salil was preparing dinner in the kitchen. After chatting with the chattering Sophia for a while, she looked at Lawrence standing at the door of the kitchen.
"How is Emma's child?"
Lawrence looked at the firewood burning in the fire and said casually: "Because he was playing outside for a long time and his body was blown by the cold wind. I let him take a nap, and the heat in his body came out of his body. It came out, and the heat in my head was absorbed with a wet towel. In short, it's okay." "
Emma gave me a chicken and a jar of butter as payment. The chicken is mine, and the butter can be used as a pastime when we are bored in the winter. ."
Lawrence stood up and took out a jar of butter from the frame on one side, and said, "It will be much better to eat some sweets when you are bored."
In fact, if you can eat sugar and fruit when you have a cold, it will be very helpful to your physical and mental health. beneficial.
However, there are few vegetables here in the north, and fruits are concentrated in summer and autumn, mainly wild fruits such as strawberries, blueberries, and blackberries. These are all replaced by berries.
The wild fruits of this period actually taste very bad and are easy to be poisoned by accidental ingestion. Most people do not have the freedom to eat fruits.
Lawrence thought of sweets, and quickly raised his head and asked: "Sariel, Emma's sheep can produce goat milk, why can't the sheep here milk goat milk?"
Lawrence had always ignored the category of dairy products.
While chopping vegetables, Salil said: "Father, he thinks that if my hands touch the goat's milk, there will be lumps as big as beans, so he won't let me milk the cows, and he won't raise the goats that produce milk." Lawrence quickly reacted
. "I know this. Some sick sheep will have chickenpox, pustules and other sheep pox diseases, and shepherds and milkers who often come into contact with sheep will be infected." "If such sheep appear, kill them directly
. That's it, otherwise it will be infected to other sheep."
Sariel looked at Lawrence curiously, "Lawrence, do you also understand this?"
Lawrence was suddenly shocked!
He looked at the gentle and kind-hearted Salil, whose eyes were full of curiosity.
However, Lawrence knew very well how unreliable this girl's mouth was. If she boasted that she was a veterinarian, she would be in big trouble in the future.
Sometimes animals are much more valuable than people, and they can't withstand the abuse.
"I don't understand." Lawrence lowered his head dullly, like a silent old father.
Although Lawrence said he didn't understand, Sariel still asked with great anticipation:
"If Nora gets sick in the future, can you help take care of her?"
(End of Chapter)