Pseudo master, she just wants to live

Chapter 144

Fan Chen entered Zhangxiang City by boat, and asked someone to bring a letter to Fang Yao at night.

The letter said that the matter in Zhangxiang City still needs some time to be resolved, and they may not be able to leave for a while. I hope that Fang Yao and the others can help these days.

Not only that, but the letter also contains instructions on how to boil the dark green aquatic plants on the turtle's shell into medicine.

At the end of the letter, it was suggested that all of these would be paid for, and that she should not worry about it.

"..."

After reading the letter, Fang Yao's face was all tangled up. What did this person mean by the last sentence? She just said that she got into money's eyes!
But since this guy really looks like an official who cares about the people, she doesn't care about it with him for the time being.

In fact, she still has many questions, such as the book that contains many secrets, and what happened to the Liu family.

But in this situation, the safety of the people is more important.

Although Fang Yao didn't have any sense of belonging to Daxiang, but the people around her were all suffering and suffering, so she couldn't stay silent.

Fang Yao put away the letter, went to find Li Fugui and Yang Gao, and explained these things to them.

"I didn't expect that we were fleeing from famine at the beginning, but now we have become disaster rescuers..."

Li Fugui couldn't help feeling a lot of emotion, this was something he never dreamed of at the beginning.

At the beginning, when she wanted to escape Fangyao from Lijia Village quietly with a small burden on her back, she also found it incredible. Looking at the dark sky, she suddenly felt like she was dreaming.

However, there were many and complicated things to do next, she shook her head and pulled herself together.

"Ah, more than a dozen women and dolls have been sent here, and I think the little doll is frozen purple..."

A Wu Niang, who came back from watching the excitement from the other end, shook her head.

Fang Yao frowned slightly.

Although the water level in Zhangxiang City was dropping slowly, it was not so fast. Fan Chen led the men down the mountain to search and rescue the old, weak, women and children in the city. By this time, many people had been sent up the mountain.

It's so cold, it's really troublesome.

"They probably haven't eaten all day, so they moved out all our stoves and cooked more porridge." She explained to Li Fugui.

Ah Wu Niang was still feeling sorry for Xiaowazi for a second, but when she heard Fang Yao's words, she was shocked and said, "Master, you want to distribute our food? Then what shall we eat, Zhangxiang City is flooded, When we have the money to buy it, we have no place to buy it..."

Fang Yao knew that everyone was also worried about this, so she heard the words and said: "You don't have to worry about this, Fan... Your Excellency has sent food, we just need to help cook the porridge and medicine, and we will record work when the time comes Send money."

As she spoke, she asked Yang Gao and Ah Wu, young and strong men, to bring a few well-fed bulls and go down the mountain to bring up the food and supplies that Fan Chen had sent.

When Ah Wu Niang heard this, she immediately felt relieved, smiled and walked aside, "I went with Erya and the others to collect firewood nearby, it will take a lot to make a fire."

Fang Yao waved her hand to signal them to be more careful.

Now after You hour, the already gloomy sky has completely darkened.

Lanterns were hung outside the carriage, and the tin stove had never been extinguished, so the surroundings of the convoy were still brightly lit.

The snow on the halfway up the mountain has all been shoveled, and there are six stoves with a large pot, and the hot water inside is bubbling.

After a while, Yang Gao and A Wu, who went down the mountain to transport supplies, came back. In addition to some food, Fan Chen also brought tent straw mats and mattresses.

Fang Yao counted 26 tarpaulin tents, 35 straw mats, 68 cotton mattresses, two loads of millet, three loads of millet, half a load of flour and a small amount of oil and salt.

Although there is not much food, a little rice porridge and thin soup is enough for a hundred or so old and weak women and children on the mountain to survive for a few days.

It was a bit late to cook the porridge now, so Gouwaniang and a few women mixed the flour with water and poured it into the boiling pot, first cooking a pot of thin batter for emergency.

While cooking the batter, Yang Gao, A Wu and the others had to move the tents, mattresses and other things to the other side of the mountain road, where the victims were concentrated.

They are the only men left on the mountain, and they have to help build it up. As for the food, they are temporarily piled up in their camp.

Fang Yao called Yang Gao to stop, and whispered: "You count the number of specific victims, and you should focus on asking if there is anyone... Well, if you feel unwell, remember to wear a face towel and gloves."

Yang Gao also knew that it is easy to suffer from epidemic disease after the flood, so he nodded solemnly.

As soon as they left, A Wu Niang and Erya's half-grown children came back with half-wet firewood on their backs, and Fang Yao asked them to find some stones nearby.

The children moved quickly, and found a lot in a short while. Fang Yao rolled up her sleeves, and beside the open space, she built these stones into a stove, and made some red clay, and glued them together.

Others wanted to help, but she refused. After all, at this moment, except for the young doll and the elderly with handicapped legs, everyone has things to do.

After coaxing the child to sleep, Mrs. Jiang carefully exited the carriage. Seeing Fang Yao's hands covered in mud, she quickly fetched hot water, "Don't we have several tin stoves that can be dismantled, why do we have an earthen stove?"

"Sister, our tin stove may not be able to put down the pot this time."

After Fang Yao finished all this work, her hands were really cold and dirty. As soon as she dipped them into the hot water, she couldn't help sighing comfortably, "It's so warm."

Jiang looked at the pot of muddy water, grabbed it and poured it out for her, and replaced it with a clean one, "What pot?"

Fang Yao almost warmed her hands, and took the handkerchief Jiang handed over, "It's that big tortoise shell."

A Wu Niang who was dangling next to her eyes lit up when she heard the words, she stared at the big green fur turtle shell that Fang Yao and the others brought back for a long time, and hurriedly interjected: "Is this big turtle shell belonged to that monster in the water?"

Fang Yao nodded, and walked towards the tarpaulin covering the green-haired tortoise shell.

Ah Wu Niang followed behind her excitedly, Er Ya and the half-grown children were even more interested in this thing, and a group of people gathered around.

"Master, I heard that the shell of the tortoise is connected with the meat inside. Is there any meat in the shell..." A Wu Niang's muddy old eyes were shining brightly.

She has heard from people that eating turtle meat can lead to a long life, not to mention that a turtle with such a large shell may live for thousands of years. If she can eat a mouthful of soup made from this stuff...

Fang Yao could tell at a glance that the old woman was thinking about something, so she said angrily: "Let's not say no, even if there is, you dare to talk about the things on the plague demon? Forget the rat meat in Lijia Village, and the river Those stinky fish?"

A Wu Niang's face was blue and white.

Just as Fang Yao lifted the oilcloth, an extremely pungent smell spread instantly.

"Ah, it stinks. The master is right. This plague monster is full of poison. How can I eat it?"

"Maybe it will turn white again after eating it!"

Erya and the others were chattering, and Ah Wu Niang blushed, she walked up to Fang Yao and whispered, "Master, I just muttered casually, don't you tell my man."

As soon as she finished speaking, Er Ya said crisply: "Then I'll tell Fourth Master!"

"You damn girl, if you dare to say it, I'll tear your mouth apart!" A Wu Niang scolded fiercely, but she didn't really do anything, she turned her head and asked Fang Yao, "Master, then what is the use of bringing this thing back here?" what?"

"Boil the medicine."

"what?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, Mrs. Jiang knew some pharmacopoeias, and said clearly, "Is this tortoise shell to be ground into powder for medicine?"

Fang Yao found two large scissors and a few pairs of thinner gloves, and shook her head: "No, these aquatic plants are boiled with turtle shells and used as medicine."

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(End of this chapter)