The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

I don't know how much blood I lost to Guli. Jiang qianxia didn't dare to be careless. He kept bleeding until he felt his heart beat faster and top heavy, so he weakly pulled out the needle.

Song Fuwen felt Guli's pulse, and the complexion of Chongjiang qianxia nodded, indicating that his injury had basically stabilized. As long as the fever and anti-inflammatory drugs worked, it wouldn't be a big problem.

Jiang qianxia has absolute confidence in modern tablets. In particular, Guli, who has never been exposed to western medicine and has no drug resistance at all, will have amazing results.

He staggered down from the low stool and half of his body tilted on Liu Hongniang. Jiang qianxia asked someone to choose a cup of normal saline for her, put more brown sugar and drink it to supplement the lack of water in her body.

If she put her blood out again, it is estimated that it will turn pink

Guilty of cheating his body with normal saline, Jiang qianxia slowed down and immediately said, "kill more cattle and sheep these days, leave the liver for the wounded who have lost too much blood to replenish blood, and boil thick soup with big bones to replenish calcium for the broken bones."

"You're talking about the animal's water? Can it be eaten?"

Thinking of the colorful and smelly viscera in the belly of the animal and Xiao wine freed from self blame, he retched with a green face.

Seeing that other people's faces are as ugly, Jiang qianxia knows that she can't be lazy before she teaches the fire army how to take care of her internal organs.

With a tragic mood that could not hurt the line of fire, Jiang qianxia hung lazily on Liu Hongniang's back and asked her to drag herself to the kitchen.

The internal organs of cattle and sheep were quickly sent over and cleaned.

Jiang qianxia lavishly asked Niu Qiang to put a lot of spices into the brine. The whole liver, large intestines of different thickness, heart, shutters and other messy internal organs were thrown into the brine.

"Just stew it. When the juice is less, just add brine in proportion."

After tasting the taste of the brine, he found that it was better than what he did in modern times. Jiang qianxia lamented that the soy sauce brewed by traditional technology tasted good, and said casually: "this brine can be used all the time."

"If you start a new pot and add a few spoonfuls of the brine of the old pot to the new pot, it will taste better."

Niu Qiang and the cook and the cook recorded carefully. This kind of brine can be used to inherit the family.

The more you cook, the more delicious it will be. As long as there are no natural disasters and military disasters, the emergence of century old stores can be predicted.

When the Buddha was sent to the west, Jiang qianxia yawned and stood by the pot with the cooks. After the first pot of bittern had all tasted, Jiang qianxia took out a piece of intestines, cut it into small pieces and tasted it.

"The taste has just gone in. It will be more delicious after cooking for a while."

It's not refreshing to eat. Jiang qianxia uses sauce and freshly poured chili oil, cuts a little green onion and Wild Mint, and makes it into a bowl of dipping material.

Pick up a piece of sheep liver that is not easy to taste and rinse it in the dipping bowl. Jiang qianxia is extremely satisfied with it.

After squinting and swallowing the food in her mouth, Jiang qianxia stretched out her chopsticks and was stunned to find that her intestines and sheep liver were gone in the blink of an eye.

"Sin, it's really a sin. Why did you feed such a good thing to the dog before?"

Niu Qiang's sigh attracted everyone's resonance.

The people have the rules of the people. Whoever slaughters a pig has a butcher's tail and ears. The fattest place is filial to the elderly. If no one can eat the water, it will be cheaper for the dog at home.

You should have known that the dirty water is so delicious. Who would be willing to leave it to the dog?

Turning his eyes and putting down his chopsticks, Jiang qianxia said seriously, "the bittern is just convenient for everyone to accept the internal organs, but not all the internal organs."

The wounded should go to light food. All the pig liver soup with only a little seasoning soy sauce and scallions to remove the fishy smell is the most blood enriching way to eat.

Similarly, pig liver miscellaneous porridge is also good. It's just that it's troublesome to completely remove the fishiness. It's not suitable for promotion in the military camp.

After finishing the food for the wounded soldiers, Jiang qianxia went to the wounded camp again and made a series of rules.

"Camp again, remove the grass on the ground and sprinkle lime on the thick ground."

"All the wounded soldiers must change and wash all their dirty clothes before entering the new camp. Remember, rub and beat them carefully with soap horn, and then scald them with boiling water. Take advantage of the good sun and expose them to the sun for two hours."

"Clean clothes can't be worn by dirty people. As long as you have breath, rub all the ashes off your body and shave your beard."

Looking at a group of big soldiers with bitter faces on their hips, Jiang qianxia grinned and said: "after the wounded camp is sorted out, I will go in and check. If anyone sees lice in his hair, I will shave all his hair in front of the whole army!"

Everyone subconsciously shrunk. Men have more than hair and beard

After intimidating the soldiers below, Jiang qianxia felt that Guli, who was the leader, needed to set an example.

It took too long to make Hand-made Soap. Jiang qianxia was lazy. He simply smeared the meat oil used for cooking evenly on Guli's face as lubrication. Then he asked the poison scholar for a lancet, climbed by the bed and shaved Guli with great interest.

The pro guards can see clearly outside. Their mood is very complicated.

Some people use a knife to constantly gesture on their master's head, but they can't rush in and catch the bold man and split him in half.

The man told them to get hot water and cloth towels. They had to run faster

Well prepared, Jiang qianxia shaved very smoothly.

The whiskers stuck by grease were scraped off. The more scraped, the more strange Jiang qianxia felt.

Something's wrong. The beard is too long. It's not the length of an ordinary beard

Without a beard, LengSheng was a layer concave than other places with a beard.

"Guli didn't have a square face. His face is so small..."

When she was interested, Jiang qianxia shaved all the beard off Guli's face with bright eyes, and finally wiped the mess off his face with a hot towel. A peerless handsome face with a little color difference appeared in front of her.

The sword eyebrows, stars and eyes, and the straight bridge of the nose were buried by the nearby beard in the past. The lower jaw is very narrow and the radian is very beautiful. It can be called perfect from the front or side.

The most tempting thing for Jiang qianxia is that he only presents light pink lips because of anemia.

It's not thick, but it's not that kind of mean thin lips. Because of the grease, it looks moist and bright, with a morbid beauty.

"God... It turns out that Guli looks so good..."

He sucked away the saliva near his mouth. Jiang qianxia couldn't resist the temptation. Holding Guli's face, he kissed the intoxicated "Baji".

He licked like a kitten. When Jiang qianxia raised his head, he found that Guli didn't know when his eyes opened