It is precisely because of this that the farming officer did not notice at all. When answering these questions, Wu Qingchen, who was upright opposite, raised his head slightly, clenched his fists with both hands, and stood straight. His originally respectful expression had changed to full concentration, and his originally soft tone also quietly added a bit of solemnity.

Obviously, this is another conversation that the earth had long expected.

The expected meaning is of course not that the earth has collectively injured the oxen in the village. The lord ordered the farming officer to come. The farming officer dealt with the seriously injured cowherd, watched Wu Qingchen treat the oxen, watched Wu Qingchen count, asked Wu Qingchen about his experience in caring for animals, and other things that happened in two or three days, the reactions of each object, and the dialogues between different characters, all of them were speculated in detail.

A guy who can do this level is not called a staff officer, an ordinary person is called a director, and a legendary person is called a prophetic wizard.

Hundreds of thousands of smart minds, sharp thinking, meticulous logic, and sensitive responses on the earth... can put countless adjectives on them, but cannot remove the bigger hat of "normal humans". At most, within their ability, they can only use Wu Qingchen's training, various response plans prepared for the crisis, combined with the analysis of existing information and various figure models, and roughly predicted that after the oxen in the village was collectively injured, the feudal lord was likely to personally or appoint important figures to the village to handle the aftermath.

At the same time, the feudal lord, or an important figure, discovered that Wu Qingchen's ability to perform services and treat oxen through various active or passive, conspicuous or hidden ways, if everything goes well, the feudal lord, or an important figure, does have some ideas that conform to the ideas of the staff team, and a more in-depth conversation will be natural.

In other words, this conversation directly affected whether the ideal goal designed by the staff team for Wu Qingchen this time can be achieved, and it also means that there is only a little bit of obstacle left between Wu Qingchen and this ideal goal.

In this important conversation, it was natural that Wu Qingchen's expression and tone changed.

The important conversation was not complicated, the content of the farming officer was not difficult, and it was not long, about ten minutes, and he asked Wu Qingchen how to raise goats, feed hens, drive oxen, and take care of livestock on weekdays. The farming officer was slightly focused.

After a moment, the farmer's officer looked at the priest: "Hisser Praia, what do you think?"

"As you can see, I am just a pastor, farming and livestock, I am not familiar with it..." Playa shook his head first, then pointed at Wu Qingchen: "...However, based on my understanding of my students and the situations I see on weekdays, you can rest assured that Xiao Luos's answer just now is the truth."

"Of course, I don't doubt this..." The farming officer nodded: "Farming and livestock are just chores in the world, and it doesn't matter whether they are familiar with each other... I don't want to ask you these..."

"Now so many oxen are injured, the situation in the village is very difficult. The damn cowherd cannot continue to be appointed. Two sons who deserve to be broken are not trustworthy... Your student is quite good..." The farmer's official frowned slightly, and his expression was very hesitant: "However, Xiao Luos is too young and has not much experience in caring for livestock... This... Lord Playa, maybe, you can give me some advice."

"suggestion……"

Playa pondered for a moment, and after a while, he pointed at the student in front of him again: "Little Los started feeding chickens at the age of six, started herding sheep at the age of eight, and started working in the fields at the age of eleven. Is this considered a lazy child?"

"Of course not counting, you have a hard-working student."

"Little Loss learned to count from one to fifty in ten days, to one hundred in five days, and to add up the numbers in five days... This is what you saw with your own eyes. Is this stupid?"

"Of course not counting, you have a smart student."

"Little Los picked up your silver coins last night and sent them here early this morning. Is this considered greed?"

"Of course not counting. The glory of the master cleanses the soul. You have an honest and reliable good student."

"Little Loss can treat plowing oxen, making it possible to work for more than ten days. The herd of cattle that could not continue to plow for half a month recovered as soon as possible. Is this abominable?"

"Of course not counting, this is the luck of Akerry's village."

"In this case, why not write a letter to your cousin and my uncle? Maybe you can tell us your respected Baron..."

While saying that, Playa smiled slightly: "Now, in his cute village of Akeli, there is a cowherd missing, and forty injured oxen are added. At the same time, there is a young man in front of you who has little experience in caring for livestock, but he just happens to be hardworking, smart, honest, and reliable. He can also treat injured cows, so that Akeli village can regain a little luck?"

"That's right... you're right, you're right... This is no longer something that managers can decide, nor is it something I can decide. I just need to convey this matter. For details, your Baron will naturally have your own judgment... Your Excellency Playa, thank you so much... But I'm sorry, I don't have time to continue talking to you now..."

While apologizing to the priest, he turned around. Playa smiled and led three followers. Barres quickly walked out of the church. The sound of horses sniffing sounded quickly outside the door. At the same time, Barres' loud command came in: "Basser, go ahead, move faster, let the manager Iverite bring the sender over, and... prepare my parchment roll and ink..."

A few seconds later, a sudden sound of horse hooves and three rapid sounds of horse hooves quickly left.

In the church, the pastor turned his eyes back. In front of him, Wu Qingchen opened his mouth slightly, clenched his hands, raised his head, his eyes were dull, and he took a deep breath, but he did not vomit out his chest again for a long time.

Playa smiled again: "Okay, little Los, don't think too much, things have just begun..."

"Pastor... Master... Thank you so much...I...I..."

Wu Qingchen's voice became grateful again and even choked.

At this time, Wu Qingchen's choking and the surprised expression on his face were not all disguised.

Entering the medieval world, approaching the priest with the purpose of exploitation. During the thirty days, I listened to the teachings again and again, received care again and again, and felt the priest's sincerity and care more and more sincerely. In Wu Qingchen's initial contempt for the indigenous charlatan and his contempt for the priest's ignorance, there was no trace. At this moment, his nose was sore, and he felt the true gratitude in his heart.

"Okay, okay..." gently stroked Wu Qingchen's clean hair, "Lose, the matter has just begun. No one knows what will happen... Now, the most important thing for you is to try to cure the injured oxen in the village. Go quickly, don't delay..."

"I know, I will... and... the priest..."

Taking a deep breath, Wu Qingchen calmed down a little: "...Teacher... Can you teach me how to treat bone injuries and how many pieces of meat are missing? Several of the most injured oxen in the village can only treat bleeding, which may be more forceful... I thought about it for a long time yesterday, and always felt that the solution I thought might still be..."

"The most injured person! You have figured out a solution!"

Playa suddenly took a deep breath, her eyes shone brightly, and the next moment, Playa's loud command came from the church: "Andre, go to my room, move faster! Take out the medical scriptures! Also, prepare my parchment and ink!"

Two and a half hours later.

Church, pastor's bedroom.

Grasping the wooden stick, the priest groped and moved with his right hand. After a long time, he finally dipped the wooden stick in ink again, which also added a small piece of black dot to the already ink-twisted robe.

The pastor didn't care, or the pastor didn't pay attention at all.

He stared at the extremely sloppy paintings in front of him. There were no scrapers in many places, but instead of directly circling and forking the scrolls. The priest frowned deeply, and his arms were veins bloomed, and his expression was extremely focused, as if he was creating a treasure of a world of treasure.

"...Pastor, thank you for teaching me... It's almost noon, I'll go and treat the plowing ox first?"

“Yeah…Yeah…”

The priest didn't raise his head and answered casually, his eyes still staring at the roll in front of him. Until a gentle sound of closing the door came from behind, the priest suddenly stood up, rushed to the door and quickly opened the door, "What, are you going to heal the plowing ox now?"

"Yes...yes, it's almost noon, the wound cannot be dragged for too long..."

"Can't the wound be dragged? Yes, the wound be dragged. OK, go quickly, I'll go too, go together."

"Wait..." Just as I took two steps, the priest stopped again and looked back at the low table: "...This... I still have something to do, you go first... Maybe I will come over later..."

"Wait a moment……"

Wu Qingchen only took two more steps, and the pastor stood next to Wu Qingchen again: "Let's go together. You're learning right, but I still have to watch it to feel more at ease..."

"Forget it..."

Three steps later, the priest stopped again.

"But... there is not here yet...but... it's noon again... the wound cannot be dragged..."

I quickly looked back at the parchment rolls that had not been completed on the low table, then quickly looked at the sundial beside the door, then quickly looked at the parchment roll, then quickly looked at the sundial...

After repeated repeated this, ten steps away from the bedroom, the pastor kept looking around, in a dilemma, and his hesitant look made people feel painful when they saw it.
Chapter completed!