Chapter 6 You Want to Poison Us

Be full of food and water.

Feng Ranhua led Gu Cheng and the others to an abandoned well, and she glanced at him:
"You, arrange a few people to bring up the well water."

Like a bully landlord commanding handymen and servants at will.

With a dark face, Gu Cheng ordered the two soldiers, turned around and left with a cold snort.

After the two soldiers poured two buckets of water, they wondered why the well water was brown and had a smell.

However, it is common to be hungry when marching urgently, and it is also common to eat some muddy water.

Just thirsty, a soldier scooped up a ladle and sent it to his mouth.

next moment.

"Nonsence……"

The soldier spat out a well water and complained: "This well water is bitter and astringent, it's not good to drink."

The other soldier didn't believe in evil, took a sip, and after a while, frowned and spat it out.

Gu Cheng rushed over, carefully differentiated the well water, took a sip with his tongue, his expression was not good, he knew this kind of well water, drinking it was poisonous.

The Sen Leng scimitar in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath, pointed directly at Feng Ranhua, and said sharply:

"We just caught you by mistake, you made the lord punish us with your coquettish looks yesterday, and made us humiliate and kowtow in front of the whole army.

But, why do you want to hurt us? "

Feng Ranhua standing on the wall blowing the wind rolled his eyes and curled his lips: "A group of fools! They have persecution paranoia."

"Sophistry!" Gu Cheng said angrily.

"Do you want to resist the military order?!" Feng Ranhua took advantage of the dead point and made an attack on the enemy.

Gu Cheng swallowed his words again, put away the scimitar, glared at her hatefully, turned around and told the soldiers not to drink the well water.

A few soldiers with unfriendly faces built a stove, put a cauldron on it, and filled the pan with brown well water according to Feng Ranhua's instructions.

A large fire boiled a pot of water, and soon it boiled up.

Gu Cheng also finally heard the task that Miss Feng said: boil water.

Boil water... boil dry... boil water... dry.

Looking at the five cauldrons side by side, the red fire underneath was grinning at him.

Sitting on the wooden pile, Gu Cheng had the illusion that he was an idiot. He repeatedly recalled the prince's military orders.

"This operation is confidential, and everything is arranged by Miss Feng."

That's right, just a few words.

He suddenly realized that he didn't want to kill them, it turned out he was trying to tease them.

boom!A wall of earth was smashed away by Gu Chengqi's punch, and it instantly collapsed to the ground, kicking up dust.

Seeing this, Feng Ranhua was in a great mood, chewing the jerky, sitting leaning outside the carriage with the autumn wind blowing.

A soldier with no hair yet dares to deliberately buy an empty hard-board carriage in order to take revenge on her?

Oh, do you know how to write a newspaper in the present world?
After about a quarter of an hour, she walked to the five cauldrons, picked up an iron ladle and stirred them in the cauldron.

Some white powder and a piece of white stone were scattered into the pot.

A group of soldiers are full of being teased and loveless in their eyes, and they will pay attention to her actions.

However, Gu Cheng, who had been secretly watching her, found out, thought she was playing, and deliberately threw stones into the pot.

His face became even darker, and his eyes pierced coldly at Feng Ranhua.

If eyes could kill, there would already be countless holes in her body.

"Gutou, did we do other things wrong, otherwise, how could the lord allow a woman to tease us." A soldier came over with concealed anger and asked Gu Cheng.

"Fuck me, I'd rather be hit with [-] army sticks than this kind of punishment." Another soldier came over and stomped hard on the stones on the ground.

"That's right, it's not boring to cut flesh with a blunt knife."

After a while, Gu Cheng was surrounded by a bunch of soldiers, all with the same angry expressions.

A group of rumbling people squatted on the dirt and chirped at Fengranhua, venting their inner anger, saying that they were extremely excited and filled with righteous indignation.

From how to punish her to embarrass her, how to abuse her and not give her food, in a blink of an eye, it has already talked about how to hang up the master and servant of Fengranhua and peel their skins for public display, so as to shock the army.

Feng Ranhua leaned on the carriage with her eyes closed and her mouth curled up. A group of idiot soldiers wanted to peel her skin. I'm afraid you will die until then.

Qingling was so frightened that she swallowed her saliva, her face turned blue and white, the more she listened, the more frightened she became.

She was going to follow the young lady's order and go to the vegetable field left by the village to find out if there were any fresh vegetables.

She picked up a broken basket and ran away quickly.However, I dare not go too far, in case of a fight, the dagger given to her by the young lady can help somewhat.

Two quarters of an hour passed.

Feng Ranhua glanced at them with small eyes, and raised his voice: "Go! Take out all the foam impurities floating on the water in the pot."

Although the soldier was not angry, he still obeyed the order. Almost all the impurities and turbidity in the water were fished out, and the water was much clearer.

He muttered in dissatisfaction: "This water is boiling clear, it is poisonous, and it cannot be drunk."

The bored soldiers, tired of scolding, began to look for a place to nest and rest.

I don't know how long it took.

Feng Ranhua was keenly aware that You Dao's scorching eyes fell on her, and she slowly opened her eyes.

The setting sun shines on a profile face with sharp edges and corners, firm and handsome features, light and thin lips, and a pair of long and narrow dark eyes that are calm like an ancient well, deep and quiet, making it hard to see clearly , but sucks the soul tightly.

When did this scumbag come from?

"Are you idle all day and have nothing to do? Or do you fancy my beauty and are reluctant to part with you?"

Feng Ranhua's heart is tickling this beauty's skin, it definitely feels good to touch, but the words that can be said are bitter and stabbing.

"I'm afraid you'll murder my soldiers!" Han Wang stood with his hands behind his back, with a cold face like the day before, as if he owed him 80.

The soldiers who were still complaining in the afternoon after hearing this, were moved to tears in an instant.

It's just this shameless person, dare to say that the lord takes a fancy to her ugly face and makes her daydream.

"There's something in the pot!"

Suddenly, a soldier exclaimed and interrupted the bickering.

In an instant, everyone gathered around the first cauldron, only to see a small pile of small white particles at the bottom of the pan, and there was a lot of discussion.

Seeing the prince and the girl Feng coming, get out of the way.

When Feng Ranhua looked at it, his eyebrows and eyes were smiling, and the crystals were white and grainy.

Salt, it's done.

When she was five years old, she had just awakened from her fire ability. In order to practice her ability, she worked for a full year as a salt-making and pyrotechnic worker.

She casually picked up a small pinch from the pot, threw it into her mouth, and it melted in her mouth. After chewing carefully, there was a bit of saltiness between her lips and teeth, but after the aftertaste, she felt that there was still a little bit of sweetness.

The standard of good salt is, more salty, less fresh.

This place turned out to be the best salt brine.

Feng Ranhua looked at the beautiful woman Pizi on the opposite side, and pouted: "No, the best salt."

Han Jinyan's handsome eyes narrowed slightly, and a strange color flashed in his eyes. Inexplicably, he believed that it was table salt.

She has never discovered that she has a pair of beautiful fox eyes, which are vivid and beautiful.

Salt?
All the soldiers were confused, just fetching water, burning fire, and drying it up, can it be turned into salt?

After failing to fool them, and wanting to fool the prince, Gu Cheng said with a dark face, "How is it possible?! Who doesn't know that salt is the rarest thing to come by."

Feng Ranhua rolled his eyes out of the sky, and glanced at him contemptuously: "Idiot."

"You!" Gu Cheng held back his anger, hum, wait for him to reveal her true face, and see how the prince treats her.

He just grabbed a handful with his hands, and stuffed them into his mouth as if death was at home.

Immediately, his face wrinkled like a bark.

It was salty, but he was not willing to spit it out.

He looked at the wind-dyed painting with a complicated expression, and he suddenly noticed the delicate features of the big black face in front of him.

(End of this chapter)

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