Female supporting roles rely on food to save themselves

Chapter 17

Wang Ermu still ate voraciously, but now he finally looked a little more greedy, not so scary.

Gu Xiang touched the child's sallow face: "He is very hungry, eating like this may hurt his stomach even more."

The problem of 'hotness' is not too big, the pieces of meat fly out of the pot, and after being in contact with the air for more than ten seconds, it will become slightly hot, but if so much meat is swallowed in the stomach, the stomach of a child may have shrunk Certainly can't stand it.

The old dog's lips moved, but he didn't say a word, but he wanted to sneer, no matter how bad it was for the stomach, it was better than starving to death.

His second brother's appetite is too large, and everyone in the family saves what they can save on rations, but it is not enough for him, so he has no choice but to starve.However, he was suffering from madness, and he would go crazy at every turn, and he would go crazy even more when he was hungry.

Gu Xiang asked the cook to go back and scoop up a bowl of soup for the child.

"Don't worry, drink a bowl of soup to moisten it first, then you can eat more meat."

The clear watery lotus root winter melon big bone soup was handed to the child. The child seemed to understand her words, but was instinctively greedy for food. He squeezed the meat tightly before throwing himself on the edge of the bowl and gulping it down. Bow your head to swallow the meat.

The old dog froze for a moment, and the begging words in his mind gradually dissipated.

Gu Xiang didn't add anything to the child, but said to the old dog: "I see that your brother eats a lot, and when the meal is ready, let him eat in three or five times, don't eat too much at one time."

The old dog froze for a moment, and stiffly brought out the flattering words he was used to saying before: "The nobleman is kind, and the little one is grateful. In the next life, I will definitely repay my kindness with a knot..."

Gu Xiang smiled and said with a smile: "Listen to you, have you read a book?"

The old dog said embarrassingly: "How can a small one have such a brain... He can speak so politely, and he learned it from listening to monks."

"It's quite remarkable to be able to remember it after hearing it."

Gu Xiang smiled, saying that the old dog's face flushed, he was quite embarrassed, and the hostility in the depths of his eyes gradually dissipated, until he really had a little simplicity.

After finishing speaking, she patiently waited for Wang Ermu to finish eating the meat, then fed him half a bowl of soup, and said in a low voice: "Your brother's illness doesn't seem to be congenital, and I just know that a prescription of Anshen Decoction is for this disease, from today Since then, you bring your younger brother here every day, and drink a bowl of soup in the morning, afternoon and evening, let's try it."

The old dog was silent, and for some reason, his eyes were slightly red.

Gu Xiang conveniently brought him a pancake with two pieces of meat in it. The old dog picked it up carefully and took a bite, just one bite. The black mist in front of his eyes cleared away, and the sun came from the sky and went straight into his heart.

"I seem to have seen a kingfisher with a beautiful cry..."

The fire on the stove was still on, Gu Xiang smiled and turned to continue cooking.

As the aroma of the food filled the air, the soldiers working on the river rushed over in a mess.

While sharing food for them, Gu Xiang was a little surprised: "There are so many children?"

Several soldiers who came down from the river were dressed in decent clothes. They were small and thin, and they looked only twelve or thirteen years old.

"It's not too small, it's already able to be a pillar. Na, that boy's name is Sixi. His father is also a member of our brave army. He died when he was building the river the year before last. His mother is a frail lady who can't be lifted. There is nothing I can do about it." , I have no choice but to take him in so that I can make ends meet.”

The cook, Ah Feng, didn't care about the authenticity.

Gu Xiang sighed, feeling a bit uncomfortable in her heart, she just didn't see it, seeing all this, she couldn't help but feel pitiful for the children.

The sun was setting and the sky was getting darker.

The soldiers sat down on the ground covered in mud, devouring food without saying a word, wishing to bury their heads in the bowls and bowls.

But these people didn't seem to be enjoying the food, but they looked like they were fighting. Everyone's eyes were fierce, like beasts protecting the food, and they all had a posture of eating enough after one meal and not daring to think about the next meal.

Gu Xiang blinked, always feeling that the fried pork she specially bought might be at a loss. To the soldiers in front of her, it seemed that as long as it was normal food, even if it was just a pot of flour mixed with vegetables, it would be cooked with her. The fried pork 'was almost the same.

"Hey!"

Gu Xiang couldn't help feeling a little helpless.

She learned to 'slightly stir-fry pork', but it cost her food points and her life. If it was equivalent to vegetable paste, wouldn't she suffer a lot?

Maybe this is how people in the army eat?

But many people are not even willing to give a gourmet spot... Gu Xiang stared at the gourmet spot income on the system interface, feeling quite entangled.

Her cooking here is also different from that in the big kitchen, except for Ah Feng and a few helpers who do some trivial work of washing, washing and cutting, and she cooks and cooks, and she comes alone.

It is reasonable to say that the food points earned should be several times higher than that of the big kitchen.

If it was the dishes she made before, if the diners didn't order the food, she could still blame herself for not being good at cooking, but this time, she tried the fried pork, and it was really good. In the past, the chefs of five-star hotels made it countless times more delicious.

She only took a sip, as if she had discovered a new world.

Such a delicious dish, the soldiers in front of me are so stingy in their praise!
Well, not all of them.

The old dog gave a full 15 food spots, which is an unprecedented income.

Several captains of the supervisors and officials on the river came to eat along with the scent. These few were also very generous, and each of them contributed a few.

She hesitated and summed up her experience—maybe the soldiers were worried that there would be no next meal, so they only cared about filling their stomachs and didn't have the mood to taste it?
For several days in a row, Gu Xiang started to run to the construction site very diligently. Not only at night, but also in the morning and noon, and at other times, he came to the construction site whenever he was free. Sometimes he only cooked a pot of corn porridge, and sometimes he gave a bucket Mung bean porridge.

I make dim sum every now and then. Although the ingredients are limited, I can only make mung bean cakes and red bean cakes, but these days, desserts with added sugar must be attractive.

Not only did he secretly buy pork from two gourmet restaurants from the system mall, but also made the fried pork tender and fresh, and stir-fried a few vegetarian dishes that were also crispy and delicious.

The staple food is more affordable, and it is often changed. The pancakes are filled with crushed peanuts and sesame seeds, and the vegetable buns are steamed without any variegated colors. They look fat, cute and appetizing.

Then most of the diners really gave her a little face, and the average score for a meal was 0.6.

Gu Xiang:! ? ?
But Gu Xiang stared at the group of soldiers with a spoon in his hand, almost breaking down.

Now in the camp, Zhao Ying, who is still working at his desk late at night, is also doubting his life.After a long silence, he finally couldn't help staring at the buns sent by Huotouying with a murderous look.

Under the murderous aura, the clerks sitting below were all trembling, and they always felt that their heads were dangling on their necks, a little unsteady.

Li Sheng didn't like it, so he rushed all the way to the construction site, bought a bowl of fried pork and brought it back. When the bowl of fried pork quietly replaced the dishes on the table of Guo Gong, the paperwork suddenly felt that the ice melted, and the spring was warm. bloom.

The atmosphere in the camp suddenly returned to normal. Seeing that the grandpa hadn't eaten yet, several clerks visibly improved their mood. They calmly read the official documents they presented, closed them and put them aside.

The cloud seems to dissipate, and the sun shines on the earth.

Li Sheng went to whisper a few words to his father-in-law - Gu Xiaochu is not in the big kitchen at the moment, but went to the construction site to cook for the punished soldiers.

In the big kitchen, Chef Gu still cooks three meals a day, but Grandpa Guo still has supper, so he can only eat Lao Du's handicraft.

Zhao Ying: I suddenly feel that the official documents on the table are a bit annoying.

(End of this chapter)