Those years when I cooked big pot rice in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 29
At the moment, the ancestral hall is empty.An Feng was sent home to recuperate, and the person who was struck to death by lightning was taken back by his family.Naturally, those mourners also went to An Lao Wu's house.

Jing Zhao took Aning to dig a deep hole first, and he threw in a sufficient amount of soybeans soaked early in the morning, filled the soil, buried the "golden body" in it, and finally covered it with a thin layer of soil.

He made some soil next to it to make sure that the difference would not be seen from the color of the soil, and this was the end.

After watching the whole process, Ah Ning understood Jing Zhao's tricks.

"If you bury the soaked soybeans in the ground, it will germinate in the ground. Soybean sprouts are different from other vegetables. Its roots will grow upward. When it grows up to a certain time, it will bury you here in advance. The 'golden body' came out from the ground. At this time, you just pretend that you don't know anything, just say that the secret has arrived, so when the golden body shows up, everyone can believe that you are the messenger of the gods."

"Gu Jingzhao, is this what you call the method of soybean sprouting?"

Jing Zhao raised his eyebrows and smiled triumphantly, "Isn't it wonderful?"

Ah Ning snorted, and Aojiao turned her head away: "It's a trick."

Although the young man had a cold and indifferent expression on his face, the thoughts in his heart became lively.

Aning thought to himself: Although Gu Jingzhao is just a trick to cover his eyes.There is a saying in the art of war, whether it is a conspiracy or a conspiracy, those who can achieve success do not distinguish between high and low.

This trick is hard to think of even Sun Bin, the master of the art of war.

Also, Gu Jingzhao delivered food twice to the old woman in Zhaiwei and An Nanhuai's family. Although it was also a trick, he still hasn't seen this trick until now.

At that time, the distance between him and Gu Jingzhao was so close that he didn't notice any flaws.

It can be seen that this person must have many ingenious strategies in his heart. If his talent can be cultivated, there will be another skilled craftsman who can make "ladders".

Aning thought again, if Gu Jingzhao's good strategies can be used on the battlefield...

His thoughts gradually drifted away, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

Gu Jingzhao has gone from what to make for breakfast to what to have for dinner.

After hearing this, Aning couldn't help but chuckled: "Aside from recipes, what other things do you have in your mind?"

Jing Zhao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that this kid was making fun of him!
Sure enough, he has spoiled him a little lawlessly recently.

Jing Zhao retorted bitterly: "Then don't pretend to be a recipe, and continue to make a fake mouth. When I go back, I will cook a table of dark dishes, so that you will cry when you eat one meal, and beg grandpa to tell grandma!"

After Jing Zhao finished speaking, he strode away angrily.

Aning followed behind him not too far away, his eyes swept around, and there were a few more families in Hangbu than when he went out two days ago, the spread of the epidemic cannot be underestimated.

The two did not return to Shangshiji, but went directly to Anton Shandan's house.

Shandan greeted them and entered the door, but his face could no longer show the briskness before, "Grandfather, we are about to be consumed by this epidemic, you...you can think of a way."

There have been dead people here.Shandan took Jing Zhao and Aning to see the two dead bodies. Their bodies were festered, the skin on their faces was black and purple, and even their lips were black.This state does not look like an epidemic, but rather poisoning.

Ah Fu explained on the side: "In the early stage of the disease, you are weak all over. After the symptoms appear, you will start to vomit and have diarrhea. When there is no cure, you will be out of breath. You can see their purple and black faces because of I can't breathe and I'm suffocating."

Jing Zhao sighed softly, the disease is coming fiercely, they are racing against the god of death at every step, and the only hope of defeating the disease is Ah Fu.

Jing Zhao handed the medicinal materials he exchanged from the system to Ah Fu, "This is the medicine according to your prescription. The quantity is not much. You should try it first. If it works, I will get more."

Ah Fu opened a few packages and checked the medicinal materials inside to confirm that the goods were the same, then immediately took the medicinal materials into the hut beside him and began to prepare and boil the medicine.

Jing Zhao prayed that the medicine would be effective. This is the prescription that Ah Fu had changed after two rounds.

He couldn't get out what this guy wrote about Tianshan snow lotus and thousand-year-old ginseng.

Ah Fu went back and changed the version, and replaced it with cotton, chickweed, such medicinal materials that he had never heard of or seen before.

Unfortunately, he rummaged through the system for most of the night, but couldn't find the things he wanted.As a last resort, he had to change the version again.

It wasn't until a long time later that Jing Zhao used the system to see a green leafy vegetable called "goose sausage" that he knew that it was the chickweed that Ah Fu wanted at that time.

It's just that he is a gourmet system, and when matching dishes, the name that the chef usually uses when cooking will be put first, so he couldn't find it at the time.

The few of them couldn't help but sat at the door and waited.

Jing Zhao suddenly saw the busy figure of Qing in the crowd, and after a few days of not seeing her, this woman became thinner and thinner.

Jing Zhao hurriedly got up and took the porridge in her hand, and helped to distribute it to the seriously ill.

He looked her up and down: "Are you okay? Taking care of the sick is the hardest thing."

Qing's beautiful almond eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes, she didn't feel embarrassed, but gave birth to a delicate and pitiful beauty of fragility.

"It's not hard." She smiled softly, and two small dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth, "I am already satisfied to be by my mother's side every day, so why bother?"

"Thanks to Engong for taking care of my youngest son, Engong is troubled." She said, leaning over to salute Jing Zhao.Jing Zhao hurriedly grabbed her, and after holding her, he realized that the woman was so thin that only skin and bones remained.

It is far away from the slightly plump and beautiful when I first met.

Jing Zhao became angry in an instant: "You can't be so busy anymore! How can you stand up to such waste. Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your two children. You, are you going to abandon them too?"

Tears welled up in his eyes as soon as he spoke a few words.

She knew that Jing Zhao was not yelling at her, but thinking of her, she felt sore, since her father and husband had left, it had been a long time since anyone cared about her like this.

Seeing the woman crying, Jing Zhao wondered if his words hurt her so much.

He took a soft breath and said: "You don't have to worry about this matter anymore, I will go to Shandan and tell him to find some more caring people to take care of the patients, so you take good care of yourself, and when your mother recovers, you The family of four is really reunited."

Jing Zhao's speech has always been very important, and what he said will definitely be done.It's just that he was so concerned about his own affairs, but Qing never expected it.

The woman couldn't help feeling a little more grateful.

(End of this chapter)