Chi Fengxiao, who was returning with firewood, heard this and immediately ran back to the wooden house to confirm.
Chi Qian happened to come out with the cooked soup. When she saw her uncle, she smiled innocently:
"Third uncle, take medicine."
Chi Fengxiao didn't know why he wanted to step back and leave here.
"Qianbao, what kind of medicine is this?"
"Of course it's a good medicine that can cure all diseases." Chi Qian urged, "Drink it quickly, I've been cooking it for a whole hour."
Chi Fengxiao swallowed hard, "I thank you for not forgetting to poison me in your busy schedule. Are you sure you can drink this?"
"certainly."
"Then you swear."
"I spend four."
"It's an oath!"
"I send trees."
"..." Chi Fengxiao almost laughed in anger at her, "You are not sure whether you can drink this stuff, but you still gave it to me! I think you want to murder your uncle!"
Chi Qian: "Uncle, I have always thought that you are very wise and brave, and you are very courageous. I didn't expect that you would be afraid of taking medicine."
"Who said that?! I'm not afraid!"
"Then drink it and show it to me."
Chi Fengxiaojun's face was twisted. If he drank this thing, would he really not be able to drive to the west?
Forget it, for Qianbao's hard work for an hour.
If he doesn’t go to hell, who will?
Chi Fengxiao took the bowl tremblingly and took a sip as if he had died heroically!
yUe——
Chi Qian flashed up and covered Chi Fengxiao's mouth, "Don't vomit! There are only a few of these flowers in the entire snow mountain. Do you know how precious they are?!"
Chi Fengxiao was so covered that she almost rolled her eyes.
It tastes terrible!
It's like the pot water that hasn't been cleaned for half a month and is boiled with iron wire balls. It tastes so bad that you can't wait to see God immediately!
Chi Fengxiao was stunned by the bad drink.
Luo Fan joked: "It's just a bowl of soup, but the color is ugly. How bad can it be? Brother Chi can't do that."
Chi Qian kindly reminded him: "I cooked a big pot, and everyone has a share."
In order to prove his masculinity, Luo Fan actually served a bowl.
He was a man who had drank bitter melon and devil pepper juice. No matter how bad the soup Chi Qian made from a flower was, it couldn't be any worse than that.
He raised his head and drank it confidently.
He fell down.
Shen Jia Shu: "Dad, are Uncle Chi and Uncle Luo dead?"
Shen Jing comforted him: "No, son, even if it is poison, it will take a certain amount of time to take effect."
Just after they finished speaking, Chi Qian held a bowl and asked them kindly: "Would you like a bowl? Special supplement."
The remaining three people: "..."
[Woqu, how bad is the soup cooked by Qianmei? It’s almost as good as the program team’s comprehensive juice]
[This kind of soup made from snow lotus, no matter how bad it tastes, it shouldn’t be that bad... right? 】
[It’s over, everything has been poured down, and only Qianmei is left holding the bowl and looking around at a loss]
[They are trying to spoil Qianmei at the risk of their lives, even if I were beaten to death, I wouldn’t do it! 】
This dizzy spell lasted only one morning.
After Chi Fengxiao and the others woke up, they didn't feel any discomfort.
When people eat grains, they will inevitably have some physical problems, it's just a matter of size.
Like Shen Jing, the work and rest habits of veteran cadres actually reflect stomach problems for many years.
Luo Fan suffered from migraine and cervical spondylosis, and the plasters almost tasted bad.
But when they woke up this time, they felt different relaxation.
The physical pain has obviously become less severe.
"My head no longer hurts, and the back of my neck feels much better!" Luo Fan looked surprised.
Shen Jing covered his stomach, "My stomach was too. It still felt burning in the morning, but it's much better now."
The one who felt the most was Chi Fengxiao, who drank the most from the bowl of soup.
It always stings the cold kneecaps, which feel as comfortable and warm as being wrapped in a hot spring.
It's not that I'm completely healed, but it's definitely much better than before.
"Qianbao, my uncle's knee doesn't hurt anymore! Haha!" Chi Fengxiao was so excited that he hugged Chi Qian, "You are really my uncle's treasure!"
He rubbed Chi Qian's hair vigorously.
Chi Qian bit the lollipop and said, "Uncle, let go!"
【? ? Is that pot of dark food so useful? ! 】
[I admit that my voice was a bit loud just now. Is there anything left in the pot? I don’t mind licking the bottom of the pot]
[At first glance, they were pretending to comfort Chi Qian. How could there be such a magical medicine that could cure headaches, rheumatism, and stomach problems? ? 】
Heizi doesn't know the goods, but there are people who know the goods.
At the same time, Country A’s private research base.
The assistant came to the cultivation room and said to the man who was standing in front of multiple glass containers with his hands behind his hands to observe the growth of plants:
"Director, the scientific research team that encountered the avalanche just woke up this morning. They said they did not find any snowdrops."
The man was wearing a plain white gown, his back was straight and clear, and his long crow-feather-like hair was only loosely tied up with a branch and vine, half hanging behind his back.
He lowered his head slightly, wearing a monocle over his right eye, and the silver chain hanging from the frame brushed his delicate and cold white profile.
He is like a gentleman from an aristocratic family who stepped out of an ink painting, gentle and dignified.
Chi Qingchen took off the monocle and flicked the glass container with his fingertips. "The cultivation of seed No. 12 failed. Let Group B take it back for section analysis."
Assistant: "Yes, that snow lotus..."
"Um?"
"I saw it on a live variety show." The assistant handed over the tablet and enlarged the screenshot: "Look, these are the flowers this girl used to make soup."
Chi Qingchen played with the monocle for a moment, "...making soup?"
He lowered his head and saw Chi Qian throwing the snow lotus into the pot and making soup.
"Did they pick this off?" Chi Qing lost his composure.
Assistant: "No, as far as I know, it was given to this girl by a wolf."
"how is the taste?"
"...Huh?" The assistant said blankly, "Director, I don't know this very well..."
Doesn't the director feel sad that such a precious plant is eaten?
Chi Qingchen said: "There must be a second one. Send someone to find it."
If the cultivation is successful, he will also use it to make soup.
It should go well with chicken.
*
After lunch, when Chi Qian woke up from his nap, they packed their things and continued on their way.
They were getting closer and closer to the foot of the mountain, and there were gradually more and more vegetation.
There is a glacial lake not far away, but to get there, you have to cross the river first.
This small river is more than one meter wide according to visual inspection.
The ice on the river is so thin that it is impossible for adults to cross it.
Chi Qian folded his hands and said, "I have an idea."
Others looked at her.
Chi Qian took out his magic fairy stick from his backpack and stretched the stick infinitely in front of them.
Then without saying a word...
Holding on to the stick, he jumped to the other side of the river.
Chi Fengxiao: "..."
other people:"……"
Never would I have imagined that this stick could have such a use?
Shen Jia Shu weakly raised his hand: "Your Majesty, is there a possibility that we won't do this?"
Chi Qian was silent, then jumped back while holding on to the stick.
"It doesn't matter, I have another way."
