Lycasus closed the door and hung a wooden sign on the door saying "Don't open a clinic if you go out."

"Hey, Nicostratus, are you going out?!" The owner of the butcher shop across the street shouted loudly, waving the sharp knife of the meat picking knife.

Nixtratus snorted, not wanting to pay attention to the butcher. He always believed that it was the butcher who shouted loudly on the opposite side every day that made the rich unwilling to go to his clinic for treatment. He had thought of relocating the clinic several times, but the housing prices in Crotone's inner city were not low, and the location of the house he could afford was not as good as here, so he had always had no good face to this rude neighbor.

"How long are you going to go out?!" The butcher shop owner had become accustomed to the doctor's attitude. Seeing that he did not answer, he continued to ask loudly.

Seeing that the teacher's face gradually became gloomy, the well-behaved Lycasus hurriedly said to him: "I'm going out for about 20 days, Uncle Kus."

"So long!" The butcher shop owner screamed in shock: "We are sick, what should you do if you are not here?"

Nixtratus's face twitched a few times, and he couldn't help but turn around and shouted, "Then you should just bear with it before I come back!"

"I can't decide whether I'm sick or not. It's all a prank by the gods!" the butcher shop owner complained.

Nix Tratus didn't want to pay attention to her anymore and strode forward.

"Doctor Nixtratus, where are you going for so long?" asked another person.

This time, Nicostratus stopped because the person who was asking was a bakery businessman, a rare and important customer who gave him a lot of medical treatment every time he came to see a doctor.

"Go to Turiyi." He answered seriously.

"Turiy? Are you invited to treat the disease, right?" The businessman saw Lycasus carrying a medical box and said proudly: "Our Crotone's medical skills are famous in the entire Greater Greece! Dionia is a larger territory and can fight wars. In other aspects, it is far inferior to Crotone, which has a long history!"

His words resonated with the butcher shop owner: "You are right! Those people in the north are actually refugees, so there is no culture or city-state tradition!"

Dionia's influence in Greater Greece is getting bigger and bigger, which makes ordinary people in the former powerful country Crotone feel disappointed. Out of the sour grapes, they always like to compare some of their city-state's advantages with Dionia, and then mock the Dionians to obtain some psychological satisfaction.

Nix Tratus made a few perfunctory words and quickly walked out of his neighborhood.

"Ignorance." At this moment, he said softly.

The rise of Crotone's medical skills originated in Democadise a hundred years ago. The Crotone was determined to become the best doctor in the Mediterranean when he was young. He traveled around the countries and learned medical skills. After he finished his studies, he practiced medicine in Athens. Because of his good medical skills, he earned a lot of money. Later, he went to Samos Island to treat his tyrant. As a result, when Persia attacked Asia Minor, Samos was captured, he became a prisoner and was escorted to Susa. When Darius, the king of kings, fell ill, he was cured, and he was out of prison and served the royal family, but he was restricted and could not return to Greece.

He lived in Persia for five or six years and missed his hometown very much.

One day, Atosha, the queen of Darius and daughter of Cyrus, the founding monarch of Persia, had a lump on her, and no one could heal her, and was deeply tortured. When Atosha heard that Demokedes was superb in medical skills, he asked the Greek to go to the inner court to treat his illness, and promised that as long as the illness was cured, the queen would agree to any request.

As a result, Democaidis allowed Queen Atosha to recover her health. At his request, Atosha suggested to Darius that Democaidis could take Persian spies around Greece to collect intelligence and prepare for the future conquest of Greece.

Darius agreed, and Democades vowed to return to Susa.

As a result, he left Persia and found an opportunity to get rid of Persian surveillance and escape back to Crotone.

Although Persia was powerful at that time, it had not yet begun war with Greece, and could not affect the Western Mediterranean, thousands of miles away, and could only leave it alone.

Demokedes opened a clinic in his hometown and accepted apprentices. He taught his years of medical experience and the selfless medical skills that integrate Greece and Persia, which greatly improved the medical skills of the Crotone city-state and achieved Dr. Crotone's leading position in Greece for a hundred years.

However, in recent years, Dionia's medical skills have improved rapidly just like its alliance's strength. It is said that some difficult and complicated diseases that cannot be solved by doctors Crotone, Dionia's doctors can miraculously cure or improve. Some terminally ill Greeks who are not in the Dionia League tried to go to the hospital in Dionia, and then most of them returned to their homes happily. In this way, the reputation of "Doctor Dionia's superb level is taught by Pluto" gradually spread...

As far as Nixtratus knows, many wealthy citizens in Crotone often go to Turiyi, the center of Dionia in recent years. Dionia's doctors also set up an organization called the Nanyi Medical Forum, which is held once every spring, inviting doctors from the Dionia League and its allies to gather in Turiyi to discuss new medical discoveries and exchange medical skills. Last year was the first, and the conservative Nicostratus did not go, but during the chat with their return colleagues, the words they spoke out about learning the novel medical theories and methods from Dionia made Nicostratus think deeply after surprise.

Therefore, at the beginning of this year, when Turiyi Hospital sent invitations to various allies, he couldn't wait to set off.

Originally, I took a boat from the port and had a good wind, and it took only half a day to reach Turiyi, but the miserable Nixtratus had seasickness and could only take the land.

When they arrived at the north gate, another doctor, Stacipus, had already been waiting there. The three of them left Crotone and walked north along the soft dirt road.

The three of them came to the pontoon bridge of Neto River.

During the Second War of Crotone, in order to prevent the Dionians from breaking into the city of Crotone, the pontoon bridge was burned. During the reconstruction, I don’t know why the bridge deck was not only narrow, but also had a poor stability than before.

Stacipus couldn't help but complain on the way across the bridge: "There is a real wooden bridge on the Turi Ikrati River, which is not only wide and flat, but also a boat can be crossed under the bridge. Compared with them, our pontoon bridge is more like a built by indigenous people!"

Nixtratus didn't say anything. He remembered that last year Crotone held a citizen meeting, which specifically discussed whether to invite the Dionians to help them build a wooden bridge on the Neto River. Most of the self-esteem Crotone people expressed opposition, which made the bill fail. Nixtratus himself was one of them, and his ideas were the same as most people. As long as facilities such as roads and bridges could be used, the treasury money should be used to repair public facilities such as theaters, arenas and temples, and even additional benefits can be distributed to citizens at special celebrations.

Because of the blessing of the gods, Greece has been in good weather in recent years, and crops have been harvested continuously. It coincided with frequent wars around the world in the past two years, and the prices of grains have risen. After leaving enough for themselves, the people sold grains on the market and made a small profit. So this spring came early this year, and the citizens who worked hard to plant wheat seedlings in the farmland early.

Walking on the Croton Plain, at first glance, there were green wheat fields, endless. The slaves worked hard among the fields.

There was a lot of rain in spring and the road became muddy. In order to prevent falling, Nixtratus and his group walked slowly, and they did not walk out of Crotone's territory in the afternoon.

When they walked through the slippery mud with deep feet and shallow feet, their feet began to sore and swollen, the flat and solid road in front of them was a flat and solid road, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Teacher Stacipus." Lycasus, who had not traveled far since he was a child, shouted excitedly: "This is what you are talking about the Crimesa built by Dionia - Asprostum Avenue?!"

"Yes." Stacipurs glanced at Nixtratus: "Old friend, what do you think of this road?"

Nixtratus snorted, without saying a word, walked straight forward, came to the middle of some resting pedestrians outside the sidewalk and found an empty stone pier to sit down. He had a little problem with his waist, but after the road just now, he felt that his waist was almost broken.

Lycasus was young and energetic. He saw cars coming and going on the avenue, which was very lively. He even crossed the drainage ditch and thought of trying to walk on the avenue, but he was almost hit by a cart. He was scolded by the driver and retreated awkwardly to the sidewalk.

Nixtratus said it to him before he became quieter. But after a while, he pulled Stacipus and asked, "What is that car for?"

Looking in the direction of his finger, a double-horse-pulled van drove north at a faster speed. The tarpaulin was painted with the sign "Double-stranded fork and three-headed dog" and the vehicles on the avenue were deliberately avoiding the sides.

“That’s a mail car.”

"Mail car?"

"That's what the Dionians call it. It is specifically responsible for passing letters and parcels to the people between the two places. It is said that there is a department in Dionia who is specifically responsible for this matter." Stacipus said.

"This method is good, and it facilitates the people of the city-state." Nixtratus interrupted.

"How good it would be for us, Crotone, to have a mail car! At least we don't need to run back and waste time," Lycasus said with some envy.

"Young man, that costs money." Stacipus sighed.

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