The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

I felt that some strange thoughts only turned around in my mind and were left behind by Jiang qianxia.

She is not needed to fight for the crown prince for the time being. As a minister, you should know how to avoid suspicion when you should avoid suspicion. Even if the two candidates are her students, you can't show too much interest in who the crown prince belongs.

The emperor will worry that the imperial family will treat the crown prince as a puppet. Won't he worry about her Jiang qianxia? To say that she is strong, powerful and powerful, she is much more threatening than those stupid relatives.

"Come on, don't think about it. You're an ordinary disaster relief worker now. Just do your part. The sky can't fall."

Send away Li Chengping, who is full of melancholy, and the fragrance is filled in the camp.

In order to save food to the greatest extent, Jiang qianxia ordered that on the way to the disaster area, if you can eat by yourself, try to solve it by yourself.

It's autumn now, and it's time to be rich in wild products.

Whether it's wild vegetables, melons and fruits, or fat animals, it's a good goal. A small amount of rice is provided to vegetarian monks. Even if others are tired of meat, they are pressed to roast meat, stew and bacon every day.

Fortunately, there was Jiang qianxia, the cook, who ate cool wild vegetables such as dandelion all the way, but there was no fire.

Although the road from Kyoto to the two lakes seems to be far away, because of the existence of canals, after the next distance from Henan, we set foot on the flat official road and run fast on the endless plain.

When entering Lianghu Linzhou, the climate changed from the dry heat of Kyoto to muggy.

The closer you are to the two lakes, the more you can feel the softness of the land under your feet.

"Master, the rations for the refugees have been distributed. Shall we find a place to rest today or catch another way?"

Looking at the boundless black face, Jiang qianxia is very distressed.

But looking at the envious refugees surrounded by grain trucks, she couldn't complain.

"It's still early. Go on."

More and more refugees are fleeing, indicating that they are not far from the hardest hit areas.

These refugees walked numbly without food and clothing. They were obviously eager to meet grain trucks, but they dared not make any changes under the deterrence of the army escorting grain.

Only when Jiang qianxia ordered to drive two carts of food to them did his numb face "live" again, and the long suppressed pain and despair turned into tears of gratitude.

Cheer up again, listen to Jiang qianxia's instructions, no longer blindly rush to Kyoto, but to a richer south.

No matter Yangzhou or Yuezhou, the jobs they can provide and their ability to support them are much stronger than Kyoto, the political center.

Along the way, the refugees were comforted and evacuated, and the motorcade continued to rush slowly to the two lakes area.

The sticky damp heat turns into intermittent light rain. A misty layer is shrouded in heaven and earth. It can be stopped for two or three hours a day.

The soldiers sitting in the car had to go down and walk - too many people were in the car, and the wheels rolled on the wet and soft land. It was easy to sink in, and the horses couldn't pull at all.

Walking alone is good. Soldiers have long been used to it. But the greasy Leather Armor swelled by the rain and blisters, and the wet lining that clings to the body and can't dry, make the soldiers who can bear the most hardships cry bitterly.

The body was swollen by bubbles for two times. It was really too painful. The moisture drilled into the bone did not make people feel energetic at all. They felt that they weighed more than a thousand kilograms without taking a step.

Only when they set up camp every night can everyone breathe a sigh of relief, boil water and bubble their feet, and then dry their clothes naked in the stuffy tent.

The inevitable result of damp and heat is endless mosquito bites.

The red lump was spotted on the person. As soon as it was scratched, it itched and wanted to slice down the meat.

And the more you scratch, the more itchy you are. If you don't say it, the scope of redness and swelling will expand. Finally, blood will appear outside, and even inflammation and suppuration will occur.

There are not a few people whose wounds are inflamed. Jiang qianxia has to wait for boundless and ghost to make dinner every day. He goes to various tents to help deal with the wounds to ensure that they don't hang up before they reach the disaster area.

In addition to inflammation, there are people suffering from malaria who keep getting upset.

Fortunately, sun Changsheng and song Fuwen have got the Artemisia powder out, and the actual curative effect is good. Although the infection is wide, after Jiang qianxia asked everyone to smoke it carefully in the tent when they set up camp, the trend of getting upset one by one somehow stopped.

Even if the students in Shihui hall are poor children, they are also poor people in Kyoto. They often starve, but when did they suffer such a crime?

Just entering the edge of the two lakes area, they all live near Jiang qianxia's tent, and even have the cheek to follow them for dinner.

"Gululu -"

Hungry cries came one after another. The students looked at the boiling wild goat meat in the pot and couldn't stop rolling.

"Hasn't the Dean come back yet?"

The students sitting at the entrance of the tent raised a gap and looked out, shaking their heads dejectedly.

"Not yet. I heard that there is a fever. The dean is probably still busy treating the disease."

Everyone was silent again in the smell of the sheep soup pot.

Wen Linlang held her small face and her eyes were straight. "Isn't the Dean tired? Even if it's riding a carriage and bumping down every day, I just want to have a good sleep in addition to eating. Why does the Dean still have the spirit to run in all tents?"

"If you have a car, laugh."

Lin Kai also lost his old spirit, wilted and tilted on Yuan Shuang, and said, "the rain proof tarpaulin is close to you and the old monk and Taoist priest. Our carriages are raining heavily outside and raining lightly inside, okay?"

"Even the dean's?"

Suddenly he was dumb. Lin Kai scratched his face in shame and bowed his head and said, "the Dean let the carriage out. He rode on his own and seemed to have approved a coir raincoat..."

Wen Linlang sat up with wide eyes and said in shock, "coir raincoat? How can coir raincoat stop such a heavy rain this morning!"

"Silly or not, of course, the coir raincoat can't stop it, but after the rain, just change a coir raincoat? It's better than sticking to your body wet."

Jiang qianxia opened the curtain and came in. His thin face didn't even have any blood color, but his spirit was good.

Rub some frozen hands, smilingly copy the bowl, take a piece of meat into her mouth, chew "wheezing", frown slightly, bring her the cool and just soup and let her drink it first.

Sipping the mutton soup, I don't forget to stare into the pot.

"Don't rob me of that small platoon. You can't eat anything else. Do you hear me?"

The students who had been hungry for a long time suddenly could eat and scrambled with bowls.

He ate 80% full without saying a word and watched the Dean put the wild vegetables picked at some time into the pot. Lin Kai looked at Jiang qianxia in awe.

"Sister in law, aren't you tired?"

"Not tired? I'm not made of iron. How can I not be tired."

Turning his eyes, Jiang qianxia yawned lazily, half narrowed his eyes and began to order tomorrow's trip.

Li Chengping couldn't stand her indifference. On the way ahead, he felt like he was going to die. Only when he entered the two lakes area did he know what hell was.

"Pa" put down the bowl, Li Chengping fiercely stood up, pointed to Jiang qianxia and shouted under the stunned stare.

"Dean! When you are in college on weekdays, you eat well, wear well, live well, and want to walk with people holding on their backs. You can sit and never stand. It's fun to sit on the podium and eat snacks even in class!"

"... ah?" Jiang qianxia was stunned. Why did she suddenly criticize her?

"You are a lazy and heinous woman. Your identity, status and ability ensure that you should live a good life like an immortal! But now? Look what you are like! Won't you complain? Won't you continue to be weak like an ordinary woman!"

Li Chengping waved his hands indiscriminately and roared with a red face: "even you are so strong. How can I say I want to go back? How can I put it down? You are a woman and we are all men! What can we do except gritting our teeth and insisting!"