After announcing the establishment of the Red Ten Medical Team, Li Feng paused, and his eyes were more than 80 pairs below, all of whom were looking at him with bright eyes. Only then did he remember that in this era, even if the leader speaks, applause is not popular.

So I changed another piece of chalk, and drew a few bits on the blackboard, and wrote another line of words in beautiful running script: The purpose of the Red Ten Medical Team - to save lives and help the wounded, and to save the world with medical treatment.

Although Li Feng is not a professional political worker, he has also known some things because of the influence of later generations: an organization must have a clear goal to form a centripetal force and members will gradually develop a sense of closeness, trust and dependence with the organization.

In ancient times, peasant uprisings, they even knew that they would shout "Is there any kind of kings, princes, generals and ministers?"

The reason why he chose the red cross as a mark was that this was a common sign for the medical system in later generations, and it was easy to recognize and remember. In the future, as long as he went, as long as the flag of the Red Cross was cast, the people would know that it was a medical team that saved lives and healed the wounded.

After leading these seventy-two students to shout slogans several times to make sure everyone remembered them, the brief opening ceremony was announced to end, and then the lecture officially began.

Time is tight and the task is heavy, so the inner tube of the teaching every day is arranged: the morning class is concentrated in this large classroom, with Sun Simiao or Li Feng taking turns to teach; the afternoon is divided into classes, and it is temporarily divided into three subjects: internal, external and gynecology, and professors are taught separately.

At night, I don’t have to do cultural courses. If you are a doctor, there are no one who can’t read. So how do you prescribe a prescription for patients?

The textbook starts with the Three Character Classic compiled by Li Feng. Each student also has a small blackboard. Using chalk to practice writing on the small blackboard is better than the sand table used by children nowadays.

When I was practicing calligraphy at night, there were a few more more than during the day, such as Xiaonunu and Yasha, and they sat down properly and learned together.

After Li Feng talked about four sentences of the Three Character Classic, he demonstrated writing and began to practice freely. Li Feng held his hands behind his back and forth, and found a few questions, so he guided him.

To be honest, everyone is studying very seriously. After all, these days, the opportunity to study is hard-won, so who wouldn’t cherish it?

However, objective facts cannot be ignored. For example, those old ladies - those women and gay women, are considered young in their twenties, and it is indeed difficult to ask them to read from scratch.

Fortunately, the Three Character Classic is easy to memorize and memorize. If you spend more time, it is still okay to write commonly used characters.

The most difficult thing is Niu Erlu, who is like a palm-leaf fan, holding a thin piece of chalk, his eyes wide open, just like Zhang Fei pinching an embroidery needle.

"Niu Er, you are not even as good as a child, Nu Nu can write better than you!" Sun also mocked him from time to time.

Niu Er was even more anxious. As soon as he tried his best, the chalk would be broken into several sections, making his head so anxious that sweat beads fell.

Nunu looked back and smiled on his little face: "Big man, don't worry, brother said, relax your hands, yes, relax—"

Then Niu Er thrust out and slipped out to the ground, asking you to relax your hands, but didn't ask you to relax your whole body, okay?

In addition to the occasional small situation, the overall situation is still improving. Li Feng felt what the diligence of the ancients is. One by one, he can really take out the strength of hanging his head and stinging his thighs.

They are like dried seedlings, absorbing water frantically. Li Feng believes that one day, they will grow into a dense forest.

In addition to teaching tasks, Li Feng also carries out logistics. After class every day, he goes to the kitchen to guide the chefs to cook.

These people were all recruited from Longquan Village, including Dog'er's mother Li Kutao. A few days ago, her mother-in-law finally failed this severe winter. With the help of the villagers, after burying her mother-in-law, Li Kutao also started working and by the way, she could see her son every day.

"Where is this sprout, it must be stir-fried!" Li Feng used a big shovel to pull the bean sprouts in the pot while explaining to the chefs.

In the past few days, the sprouts in Longquan Village have been quietly sold in various markets in Daxing City. In the middle of winter, green vegetables are even sold, so they are basically sold out early, and Longquan Village has another way of wealth.

Raw bean sprouts are not difficult, but if the temperature is not as hot as the kang, it will definitely not grow well. Therefore, although some people are jealous, there is no business rush yet.

Li Feng didn't plan to monopolize anything. Such a gadget would be content if he could make money for the winter.

However, the villagers of Longquan Village covered their hands and pressed them, fearing that others would learn from them.

There is no way, I am afraid of being poor. In the past year, it was winter leisure. This year was better, and it was even more busy than during the busy farming period: all the young and strong laborers were busy doing big projects in Daxing City - cough cough, building a fire kang and a fire wall.

Young and strong women also go to the city to sell sprouts every day. After returning home, they have to hurry up and make toothbrushes. They are a little busy, but they are busy and have a great time. They feel like hiding in the bed and counting money every day. Whoever counts will know!

At noon, the food was served and the get out of class was over there. There was no dedicated dining room, so I just had a meal in the classroom.

"It's sprouts again, and I'm eating them all green. What about meat? I want to eat meat!" Niu Er saw the food on the table and shouted loudly.

"It's good to eat sprouts. Niu Erlang, our Red Ten medical team is not punished. Moreover, the food is paid out of his own pocket. I have never seen people eat and drink for free or scold people." A middle-aged man in his thirties next to him slowly said to Niu Er. He picked up a few sprouts in his chopsticks and put them in his mouth, chewing them with a delicious taste.

This person was originally a doctor named Yin Mo. He initially planned to come here for further studies, but gradually, he fell in love with it.

Niu Er also knew it and sat down angrily: "Master Yin, of course I remember Master Li's kindness, but he was vegetarian every day and his mouth faded out of his mouth."

Since Li Feng had a caesarean section, the students have called him "Master Li" to distinguish him from Master Sun and Master Tang. In terms of age, most of them are older than Li Feng, but as a master, they are willing to be willing.

Yin Mo said again: "Niu Erlang, didn't you sell meat before? Can you get some back?"

Although in the eyes of people at that time, pork is a cheap meat, it can satisfy your cravings at least.

"The pigs caught are also cost-effective. However, some pig heads, pig feet, etc. can be obtained." Niu Erwen said in a muffled voice.

Yin Mo waved his hands repeatedly: "Don't mention those dirty things again, so as not to lose your appetite."

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a familiar voice inserted: "Niu Er, if you can get a pig's head and a pig's feet, then hurry up and take the time to carry it back. I can process it, and it will be just right to improve the food for everyone!"

Niu Er looked embarrassed: "Master Li, these things are really hard to eat--"

Li Feng waved his hand impatiently: "Go quickly, wait until I'm done, don't swallow your tongue, even if you have the ability."

Several of these students were from butchers, so they all called Niu Er. This guy had a little idea: it was not delicious, so everyone didn't have to blame him alone.

Before class in the afternoon, Niu Er and the others rushed back, and everyone carried a bag woven with hemp, which was similar to the sacks in later generations.

Li Feng opened it and saw several big pig heads with hair, many pig claws, and a few large intestines. Even the copper coins given to Niu Er and the others were taken back as soon as they left the house. Obviously, these scraps were given for free.

Just in the afternoon, Li Feng had no class and called the chefs to start processing. In fact, in later generations, these are all good things. However, in this era, people have not mastered the processing method, so they taste fishy and smelly, with a slight smell of oil.

After cleaning, put it in a large iron pot, add spices, and then put it on.

After the pot was boiled, the soup boiled a few times, and a strong fragrance began to radiate. It floated out of the kitchen and the yard was filled with fragrance.

Nunu came back and forth and watched it several times. It was not until the pig's ears were first ripe that Li Feng cut one for the little greedy cat.
Chapter completed!