"Hey, don't, don't, don't…" Ma Qiancheng quickly stepped forward to stop Yue'er.
She picked up Yue'er and put her farther away from the fire.
Ma Qiancheng glanced at Wen Jin with disapproval... But seeing that Wen Jin could boil "air" into thick soup, she became even more convinced - Wen Jin and the others were gods!
She didn't dare to be disrespectful, so she could only murmur in a low voice, "Shenxian Wen... are you my biological father? How could any biological father tell such a young girl to light up the fire and put it out?"
"She is so young, what should I do if she burns herself? Girls... girls are human beings too, right?!"
Ma Qiancheng dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, and complained in muttering.
Wen Jin couldn't laugh or cry...she really wasn't her biological father!
She is my mother!
Yue'er pinched her waist and pursed her lips, "Yue'er is not young anymore! I'm nine years old! At my brother's age, he started acting as an agent..."
The four words "acting for state affairs" have not been finished yet.
Yue'er was glared at by Wen Yu.
She immediately changed her words and said, "You are acting as an agent for all the affairs of my family! My parents are busy running around saving the country and the people. My brother is responsible for everything at home!"
Ma Qiancheng smiled slightly and gave her a thumbs up, "Awesome, awesome, both brothers and sisters are awesome."
As she spoke, she moved to remove the firewood from under the cauldron.
They also brought bowls of different sizes, poured out the thick soup from the pot, which was like boiled white fungus, and kept it half-warm. Then they poured it into the mouths of the soldiers and the dozen or so women one by one. .
"Well... this is really efficient, and there are no omissions!" Ma Qiancheng couldn't help but nodded.
When she was moving people just now, she was thinking, people are so heavy! Moreover, he was "dead and heavy" after being comatose.
Although the four of them are strong, there is no need to expend so much effort to move people, right?
Wouldn’t it be easier to serve the soup later and feed it bowl by bowl?
But at this moment, she realized deeply that all her efforts were not in vain... In just a quarter of an hour, she had already finished feeding a hundred and ten people.
If you run around, serve the soup and then look for someone, it will take a lot of effort and effort, and there may be someone missing!
"Ugh, vomit, cough cough cough... vomit..."
The person who was first fed the thick soup suddenly turned blue and retched.
Ma Qiancheng was startled, "This, this soup..."
Wen Jin patted her shoulder and said in a rough voice, "Don't worry, just vomit it out... Well, it's best to help him vomit outside the camp, otherwise there will be so many people in the camp later." I can’t wait any longer!”
Hearing what Wen Jin said... Ma Qiancheng immediately felt relieved.
Now, she admires Wen Jin and others so much!
She suddenly gained a lot more confidence in dealing with the old thief of the Imperial Master!
After being reassured, she responded quickly.
She quickly picked up the two retching people, one with her left hand and one with her right hand, and walked out.
Back and forth, Ma Qiancheng made more than a dozen trips...
She finally understood what Wen Jin's words meant... The things these people vomited were black and bitter, and had a strange smell that made people dizzy.
Fortunately, people who have vomited are obviously much better.
The pale face and black lips now have the color of a living person.
The people who had recovered a little bit also helped Ma Qiancheng to support the brothers behind him.
At this time, Wen Jin made another big pot of soup.
At the beginning, it was still a pot of water, not even a grain of rice, not even a trace of flour.
I don’t know what she added to the pot, but the more it cooked, the thicker it became, and the more it cooked, the sweeter it became.
She supported the soldiers and came back from outside the camp. She could smell the sweet smell wafting from the pot here.
Just like...just like a pot of soft, fragrant and sticky sweet potato porridge that my mother cooked when I was a child!
Ma Qiancheng swallowed and rushed to Wen Jin's side.
Wen Jin smiled at her and said in a rough voice, "Come here and eat something, and ask the soldiers who have recovered a bit to eat a small bowl each. Although they woke up and vomited out the poison, there is still nothing left in their five internal organs. , especially the gastrointestinal tract is damaged.”
"This soup is a good thing for nourishing the internal organs, strengthening the vitality and replenishing qi! You haven't eaten anything tonight, right? Take a bowl and try it first!"
As soon as Wen Jin finished speaking, Yue'er at the side held an eight-cent full coarse porcelain bowl and handed it to her.
Ma Qiancheng quickly took it with both hands... but her nose felt sore.
I started practicing martial arts when I was young, and later I got married as a married woman. I didn’t even see a man, so I worked as a cow or a horse for others... and then I joined the army...
nobody! No one has ever cared about whether she was warmly dressed or fed well... She had to take care of herself since she was a child.
She was young and had poor martial arts. When she couldn't beat her brothers, she fished food from the slop bucket and fought with dogs for food.
But at this moment, Wen Jin actually noticed that she hadn't eaten at night. This pretty girl, who looked like a fairy child, filled the warm meal and gave it to her...
"Eat?" Yue'er tilted her head and looked at Ma Qiancheng who was in a daze, "I've blown it for you, it's not hot anymore!"
Yue'er leaned close to her ear again and whispered, "You can eat it with confidence. They have just been poisoned and are afraid. If you don't eat it, they won't dare to eat it!"
"Yeah! Okay, I'll eat..." Ma Qiancheng lowered her head to eat. She covered her face with a large porcelain bowl so that no one could see her tears.
Tears rolled down her cheeks and fell into the bowl.
"Well...it smells so good, so sweet!" Ma Qiancheng said in a muffled voice.
This woman, who looks like a man, has a heart that is both hot and soft at the same time.
This thick and sweet soup is so delicious!
This is absolutely the most delicious soup she has ever tasted in her life! absolute!
The others saw that their leader, Mr. Toast, had eaten a large bowl, and he was in high spirits with his face glowing... as if he wanted to lick the bowl clean.
Everyone also came over, holding bowls in both hands, "Thank you, thank you so much..."
Ma Qiancheng saw that most of the people in the camp had woken up. Although some of them still looked good, they were able to move with each other's support.
She called her adjutant over, "While you're here watching, it's best to ask everyone to share a little bit. This is the medicine to detoxify and restore nourishment!"
Adjutant Li nodded repeatedly.
He had just eaten a bowl, and now he felt warm in his belly. There seemed to be a warm current in his Dantian, making his whole body feel warm.
The cramping pain in his abdomen and the feeling of numbness all over his body just now are quickly fading... He knows that this is definitely a good medicine! Excellent medicine!
"Don't worry, sir. I will keep a close eye on my humble position!"
Ma Qiancheng nodded, turned around and cupped his hands to Wen Jin, "Please take a step to speak!"
She politely invited Wen Jin and his party of five people into her tent in public.
After entering the tent, she immediately lifted up her clothes and knelt down.
"Thank you all for today! If it weren't for all the gods, all my hard work over the past six months would have been in vain!" Ma Qiancheng said in a muffled voice.
Wen Jin asked Mao Tu to help her up, "As you said, we are here to help you!"
Ma Qiancheng refused to get up. She kowtowed three times to Wen Jinbangbangbang, and then followed Maotu's strength and stood up humbly.
"Today all the gods have saved lives for me and my subordinates!"
Ma Qiancheng said, "From now on, whatever you tell us to do! We will do whatever you ask us to do, without any hesitation!"
