Gourmet Red Chamber: A Chronicle of Baochai's Rebirth

Xue Baobao was startled. He turned around and stroked his back with one hand, and pressed the Weishu point on his waist with the other hand.

Ning Ze was also startled, but did not dare to approach Xue Baobao. He only shouted, "Girl, let me come," and then called Awei.

Awei sat on the right side of Xue Baobao, walked around quickly, and slapped Baozhuang on the back.

Baozhuang, who was still gagging, vomited out a lot of filth and started coughing again and again.

Xue Baobao, "...Asafoetida, go and prepare hot water and add some salt and sugar."

Ning Ze hurriedly went to prepare water, and Awei took it and brought it to Baozhuang.

Baozhuang no longer vomited, but he still kept coughing. He took it and rinsed his mouth, and his coughing became even worse.

Xue Baobao hurriedly said, "Quick, drink a few sips and press it down."

Baozhuang hurriedly drank a few large sips of water, and his cough was suppressed a little.

Before Xue Baobao could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw Baozhuang covering his mouth and coughing violently, seeming to cough out his throat.

Xue Baobao hurriedly ordered to prepare hot water. Baozhuang coughed a few more times, but gradually stopped coughing. Then he slowly put down his hand and smiled weakly at Xue Baobao, "It's really embarrassing to dirty the female donor's clothes." Discourteous".

As soon as he put down his hand, the blood stains on the corners of his mouth could no longer be covered up. A guard in uniform across from him could see it clearly. He was so frightened that he backed away and shouted, "Tuberculosis!"

Tuberculosis, modern-day tuberculosis, was contagious.

Baozhuang's skeletal appearance does indeed look a bit like an advanced stage of tuberculosis.

When Jin Yiwei shouted, everyone subconsciously stepped back, and Awei even pulled Xue Baobao to step back.

Xue Baobao slapped her hand away, angry and funny, "Is coughing up blood a sign of tuberculosis? He must have a stomach problem."

It was initially estimated that it was gastritis. He just ate so many oily and hard-to-digest things at once, and then he immediately became ill.

Baozhuang glanced at the filth he had vomited and said regretfully, "It's a pity that such delicious food has not stayed in the poor monk's belly for less than a quarter of an hour."

Ah Wei was shocked and reached out to stop him, "Master, you can't eat these anymore!"

Xue Baobao, "..."

Yes.

Baozhuang coughed lightly and smiled, "Okay, listen to the female donor."

Awei felt relieved and patted his heart and promised, "Since the master has promised to lead us, I will catch rabbits and pheasants tomorrow myself. Please ask the girl to bake them for the master. They will definitely be tenderer than the meat of the deer. Master, you won't be able to eat it after eating it." I’m going to vomit!”

Baozhuang smiled and said, "Thank you so much to the female donor."

Xue Baobao said, "Master, drink some water first, and I'll make you a bowl of rice soup to warm your stomach."

Ah Wei hurriedly stood up and said, "Girl, your clothes are dirty. I will serve you to change your clothes first."

Xue Baobao shook her skirt and said, "Forget it, it didn't splash much. I have to change it tomorrow anyway, so don't bother me."

Xue Baobao said and ordered Awei to light the almost extinguished fire, while Ning led his men to clean up the filth vomited by Baozhu.

Baozhuang had just vomited all the food he had eaten. At this time, he definitely couldn't eat those meaty and oily things, but if he didn't eat it, it would be bad for his stomach. There was no condition on the mountain, so he could only boil some rice soup to suppress it.

Fortunately, they brought plenty of seasonings, including ginger and tangerine peel. Add white rice to cook it into gruel. Season it and take it warmly in small amounts in small portions. It can promote body fluids, increase fluids and smooth the stomach. It is suitable for people who usually have a weak spleen and stomach and feel cold. It would be a good time to cook it for Baozhuang.

Xue Baobao did not check Baozhuang's pulse. Judging from his symptoms of coughing up blood, it seemed that his gastritis was quite serious.

It is not easy to completely cure such a disease in modern times, let alone in this feudal society with underdeveloped medicine?
Maybe a cold can cause complications and kill someone.

Xue Baobao was still hoping to find clues on him, but he didn't dare to let him die of illness like this.

Well, just to look at his face, it’s worth spending a little effort!

About half an hour later, the rice soup was ready. It was as thick as lotus root starch and looked great.

Baozhuang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he started eating spoonful after spoonful after taking it.

After finishing a small bowl, he handed the bowl to the asafoetida, but he clenched the spoon tightly in his hand, staring at the asafoetida with his amber eyes, obviously still wanting to eat.

Asafoetida shook her head and refused to give it, "The girl said that your stomach is not good, so you have to wait for a while before eating."

However, Baozhuang still refused to put down the spoon. He just held the spoon and looked at the pot eagerly. Seeing this, Awei, a straight woman with steel, softened his heart and secretly asked Xue Baobao if he could be accommodating.

Xue Baobao shook his head, and Awei let out a sigh, even more disappointed than Baozhuang.

After finally waiting for Xue Baobao to nod, Awei immediately filled a bowl for Baozhuang and sent it away eagerly.

Baozhuan still finished eating quickly and handed the bowl to Asafoetida again, obviously wanting another bowl.

Xue Baobao couldn't help laughing and said, "Master, you can't eat more, and I only cooked two bowls. If you think it tastes good, I will cook it for you tomorrow morning."

Baozhuang then reluctantly handed the spoon to Awei, raised his palms and saluted, "Thank you female donor for taking the trouble."

Xue Baobao asked again, "Where does Master live? I'll have someone take Master back first."

Baozhuang said, "The poor monk lives about three or four days away from here. This time I walked so far just to see the scenery in the mountains. I just found a place to sleep in the open."

Sleeping rough?

Can your little body bear it?

Although spring has begun at this time, the temperature on the mountain and below is definitely not the same, especially at night.

Baozhuang smiled slightly, took out a jade whistle from his collar, and blew it three times.

Ning Ze's ears were pointed and he soon noticed something strange in the mountains in the distance. He quickly protected Xue Baobao and stared at the treasure pillar warily, "Master, what are you doing?"

Baozhuang didn't seem to notice his alertness and clapped his hands with a smile, "This whistle is calling the poor monk's other little pet to bring him a house to protect him from the cold wind of the cold night."

Xue Baobao, "..."

Wait, did she hear it wrong? Baozhuang was letting some pet give away the house?
Give away a house?
Not a tent?

How to deliver it?
Xue Baobao looked at the little monkey squatting on the shoulder of Baozhuang, looking forward to it. The beautiful young man with tuberculosis also had a little pet who could give him a house. I wonder what it would be like?
Xue Baobao did not wait long. About a quarter of an hour later, the deep roar of beasts sounded in the distance, and when he stood in front of him, he saw a huge white ape.

The white ape was at least two meters tall, with a ferocious expression. What was even more mysterious was that it was carrying a wooden house at least twice its size on its back.

It's really hard for it to be able to run so nimble and agile in the mountains while carrying such a huge beast on its back.

But at this time, this huge creature squatted very docilely at the feet of Baozhu, raising his head and growling at him, as if inviting him to be favored.

Baozhuang threw something to it, and it grabbed it, stuffed it into its mouth, and started chewing it.

The little monkey squatting on Baozhuang's shoulder immediately stopped, squeaking and baring its teeth at the white ape.Baozhuang also threw something to it. Baby Xue saw clearly this time that it was a pine nut candy. The little monkey immediately stopped and chewed the candy loudly like the white ape.

Xue Baobao, "..."

I feel like I'm watching "Tarzan"!
The white ape was obviously well trained. After eating the candy, he found a flat open space, untied the rope, and lowered the wooden house on his back.

It even looks around, adjusts the angle, and places the wooden house more stably!
Xue Baobao, "..."

This world must be a fantasy!
After the white ape arranged the house, he roared towards the treasure building, quickly got into the forest, and disappeared after a while.

Baozhu bowed to everyone and said, "Since the poor monk promised to lead the way for the donors, he bothered to settle down next to the donors. Is it convenient?"

Xue Baobao said dreamily, "Convenient, convenient."

Baoduan saluted again, leaned on his bamboo stick, stepped steadily into the wooden house, and closed the door behind his back.

The wooden house was so big that you didn't even have to bend your back to get in. Thinking about the rooms and halls they just saw and the well-arranged beds, tables and chairs inside, Ning Ze and the others suddenly felt ashamed.

They are useless!
Otherwise, the girl should have a house with one bedroom and one living room like this, instead of living in a tent!
When Baozhuang entered the wooden house, Ning Ze looked at Xue Baobao. Just as he was about to speak, Xue Baobao interrupted, "It's getting late. Let's all rest. We'll talk about anything tomorrow."

Ning Ze stopped talking and directed everyone to rest.

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Xue Baobao woke up very early the next day and couldn't fall asleep either. She simply got up. After washing herself, she went to prepare breakfast with Asafoetida.

They always eat simple breakfast, which is just a big pot of porridge, steamed or baked buns, and any leftover barbecue from the day before.

They don't have that many ingredients, so it's hard for a skillful woman to cook without rice, so they can only put more effort into the porridge.

Because he had to ask Baozhuang to lead the way, Xue Baobao thought that after so many days, both Ning Ze and others, as well as the local guides and traveling doctors were very tired, so he secretly changed the water in the space to cook porridge. Add the remaining mushrooms from yesterday and simmer slowly over low heat.

By the time the porridge was ready, it was already bright. Ning Ze and the others all got up, tidying up, hunting, and exploring the path, but there was no movement in the wooden house.

Awei asked, "Girl, Master must have overslept. Should we go and scream?"

Xue Baobao thought for a moment, "He is weak and it's normal for him to be sleepy. It's better to wait until we have packed up before calling him."

When asking for help, you must have a begging attitude.

Xue Baobao said as he opened the lid of the pot, and the rich aroma suddenly filled the air. Without the need for Asafoetida to shout, the busy people gathered around and very consciously skewered the steamed buns in their bags and placed them on the fire. Roast them and wait for Asafoetida to serve them porridge.

At this time, the door of the wooden house that had been silent opened with a creak, and Baozhuang, with a smile on his lips, clasped his hands and saluted, "Good morning, all donors."

Xue Baobao, "..."

I always feel that this guy is willing to come out only after smelling the fragrance.

Baozhuang said and walked out of the wooden house unhurriedly. Today he was not wearing a Zhaojun condom. His black hair was simply tied up high with a hairband. Perhaps for reinforcement, he added a gold ring to the hairband.

A ruby ​​of excellent color hangs between her eyebrows. The ruby ​​is shaped like a six-pointed star, but not exactly the same. It is very delicate and unique. It is tied to the back of the head with a thin gold chain, reflecting a warm halo in the morning sun. Caught in the corners of his eyes, falling on his warm pupils, his temperament of holding flowers, smiling, and showing compassion for all living beings became more obvious.

Xue Baobao and others involuntarily raised their palms and called out, "Good morning, Master."

Awei is naive and straightforward. After seeing the gift, he immediately asked what Xue Baobao wanted to ask but was embarrassed to ask, "Master, the ruby ​​hanging from your forehead is so beautiful! I have never seen a ruby ​​of this shape before!"

Baozhuang replied gently, "This is not a red treasure, but a pure heart stone. It is used to keep the soul stable and the body healthy."

Awei curled his lips and said, "Master, you can see that you are not in good health at first glance. It can be seen that this pure heart stone is of no use at all. It is better to sell it and use the money to find a good doctor to benefit from it."

Baozhuang laughed. Awei didn't need to be greeted by Xue Baobao. He very attentively offered the first bowl of porridge to Baozhuang, and said even more attentively, "Master, do you want to eat steamed buns or steamed buns? I'll bake them for you!"

Baozhuang thought for a while and then said cautiously, "Then let's have some."

Xue Baobao, "... Master, you have a bad gastrointestinal condition. You can't eat more at one time to avoid vomiting again."

Baozhuan smiled and clasped his hands together, "It doesn't matter, vomiting or not vomiting is the Buddha's decree. The poor monk can just accept it."

Xue Baobao, "..."

Suddenly, she felt that this person was most likely her best friend in the foodie world!
Baozhuang didn't care whether he vomited or not, but Awei cared very much. Once such a beautiful master vomited, she couldn't bear it.

Secondly, if the master vomits, it will inevitably waste time and delay the girl from finding the uncle as soon as possible.

Therefore, Awei would never allow this kind of thing to happen. He was very attentive but stingy and gave Baozhuang two bowls of porridge, half a steamed bun, and a steamed bun, and then said it was gone.

Putting their hands together in the treasure banner, "Amitabha, the female donor, the poor monk has not eaten enough."

Asafoetida raised her head and said, "The girl said that only by eating and drinking regularly and living regularly can you live a long life. You don't have to eat to full, just be half full."

"The poor monk is only three-thirds full now."

Asafoetida plausibly said, "Seventy percent full means normal people. Master, if you are not in good health, you can only eat three percent full."

Baozhuang, "..."

Xue Baobao calmly changed the topic, "It's a pity that there are not enough ingredients. The taste of this porridge is still a bit bad. The buns and steamed buns are all from a few days ago, so they taste even worse."

Baozhuang looked at her with bright eyes, "Insufficient materials? What materials does the female donor lack? Make a list. Can the poor monk ask the little pet to get it? It walks very fast, and it will definitely be able to get it before dinner in the evening."

Xue Baobao, "..."

Master, your little pet is really fully functional.

Baozhuang very politely invited Xue Baobao into the wooden house to make a list. Awei immediately said with great interest, "Girl, I will wait for the girl to polish the ink!"

Xue Baobao, "..."

Yes, this foodie is also eager to hear it.

Yesterday, Xue Baobao took a brief look from the outside and marveled at the white ape's psychic ability. After entering, he discovered that everything in this wooden house has been carefully designed and arranged without wasting any space to maximize the comfort and safety of the occupants. convenient.

Most of the items are directly welded throughout the wooden house. Even the bedding is sewn to the bed. Those that need to be taken are placed in the welded boxes. It is absolutely guaranteed that the white ape can carry the house on his back on the mountain. No mess while running around downhill.

If this is just the skills and thoughts of skilled craftsmen, the various objects placed inside may not look inconspicuous but are absolutely valuable, which demonstrate Baozhuang's strong economic strength.

Xue Baobao dipped his pen in ink, but couldn't help but ask, "Master, this square inkstone looks familiar to me. Could it be the Congxing inkstone that Su Shi once used?"

Once, when her brother went on a business trip to Taiwan, she went with him. The Fang Cong Xing Inkstone collected in the Taipei Museum was exactly the same as the one in front of her.

Judging from Baozhuang's appearance and demeanor, it really doesn't look like he knows how to use knockoff goods.