Wonderful, wonderful

Author: Ging Le

Wonderful, wonderful~

At this moment, there was no one in the ancestral hall. An Feng was sent home to recuperate, and the man who was struck to death by lightning was also taken back by his family. Naturally, those who went to express their condolences also went to An Laowu's house.

Jing Zhao took Aning to dig a deep hole first. He threw in enough soybeans that had been soaked in the morning. After filling the soil, he buried the "golden body" in it and finally covered it with a thin layer of soil.

He also changed some of the soil next to it to ensure that no difference could be seen from the color of the soil. This was the end.

Aning watched the whole process and understood Jing Zhao's trick.

"You bury soaked soybeans in the ground, and they will sprout underground. Soybean germination is different from other vegetables. Its roots will grow upward. When they grow to a certain point, they will bury you here in advance.

The 'golden body' came out of the ground. All you have to do is pretend that you don't know anything, just say that the secret has arrived, so the golden body appears, and you can make everyone believe that you are the messenger of the gods."

"Gu Jingzhao, is this what you call soybean germination method?"

Jing Zhao raised his eyebrows and smiled proudly, "Isn't that wonderful?"

Aning snorted, and Aojiao turned around: "What a trick."

Although the young man had a cold and indifferent expression on his face, his thoughts became more active in his heart.

Aning thought to himself: Although Gu Jingzhao is just a trick to deceive people. As the military books say, whether it is a conspiracy or a conspiracy, those who can achieve things will be regardless of their high or low status.

This trick was hard to come up with even for Sun Bin, the master of the art of war.

Gu Jingzhao also sent food to the old woman at the end of the village and the Annanhuai family twice. Although it was a trick, he still hadn't seen the trick until now.

At that time, he and Gu Jingzhao were so close that he didn't even notice any flaws.

It can be seen that this person must have many ingenious strategies in his heart. If he can cultivate this talent, he will not have to worry about another skilled craftsman making "ladders".

Aning thought again, if Gu Jingzhao's good strategies could be used on the battlefield...

His thoughts gradually drifted away and he suddenly came back to his senses.

Gu Jingzhao had already started talking about what to make for breakfast and what to have for dinner.

After hearing this, Aning couldn't help but chuckle: "Besides recipes, what else do you have in your mind?"

Jing Zhao was stunned for a moment and suddenly realized that this kid was making fun of him!

Sure enough, he has pampered him to a point of being a bit lawless recently.

Jing Zhao retorted bitterly: "Then don't pretend to be a recipe, and continue to make a fake mouth. When I get back, I will cook a table of dark dishes, and you will cry to the ground after one meal, and beg grandpa to sue grandma!"

After Jing Zhao finished speaking, he strode away angrily.

Aning followed him not too far away, looking around. There were a few more families hanging around than when he went out two days ago. The spread of the disease should not be underestimated.

The two of them did not return to Shang Shi Ji, but went directly to An Dun Shan Dan's house.

Shandan welcomed them into the door, but his face could no longer show the lightness it had before, "My lord, we are about to be killed by this epidemic. You...you can think of a way."

There were already dead people here. Shan Dan took Jing Zhao and Aning to see the two dead bodies. They were covered in ulcers, the skin on the face was dark purple, and even the lips were black. This condition didn't look like it.

It's a disease, but it's like poisoning.

Ah Fu explained on the side: "In the early stage of the disease, the whole body is weak. After the symptoms appear, they start to vomit and have diarrhea. When there is no cure, they will be out of breath. You see their faces are purple and black, because

I can’t breathe and I’m suffocated to death.”

Jing Zhao sighed softly, the disease was coming fiercely, and they were racing against death at the same time every step of the way. The only one who had the best hope of defeating the disease was Ah Fu.

Jing Zhao handed the medicinal materials he exchanged from the system to Ah Fu, "This is the medicine according to your prescription. The quantity is not large. You should try it first. If it works, I will get more."

Ah Fu opened a few packages and checked the medicinal materials inside to confirm that the product versions were consistent. He immediately took the medicinal materials into a nearby hut and began to prepare the medicine.

Jing Zhao prayed that this medicine would be effective. This was Ah Fu’s prescription after two rounds of revisions.

He couldn't get out the Tianshan Snow Lotus and Millennium Ginseng that this guy had written about before.

Ah Fu went back and changed the version, and replaced it with some unheard of medicinal materials such as Mianma Guanzhong and Chickweed.

It made him search the system for most of the night, but he couldn't find the things he wanted. He had no choice but to ask him to change the version again.

It wasn't until much later that Jing Zhao used the system one time and saw a green leafy vegetable called "Goose Sausage" that he realized that this was the chickweed Ah Fu wanted at that time.

However, this is a gourmet food system, and when matching dishes, the names commonly used by cooks will be placed first, so he couldn't find it at the time.

They couldn't help but sat at the door and waited.

Jing Zhao suddenly saw the busy figure of Qing in the crowd. After not seeing him for several days, this woman became thinner and thinner.

Jing Zhao hurriedly stood up, took the porridge and water from her hand, and helped distribute it to the seriously ill people.

He looked at her up and down: "Are you okay? Taking care of patients is the hardest."

Qing Qing's beautiful almond-shaped eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes, and instead of feeling embarrassed, there was a trace of pitiful and fragile beauty.

"It's not hard." She smiled softly, with two small dimples appearing at the corners of her mouth, "I'm satisfied to be with my mother every day, so why bother with the word hard."

"Thanks to my benefactor for taking care of my young son, he was tired." She said, leaning down to salute Jing Zhao. Jing Zhao hurriedly grabbed her, and after holding her hand, he was shocked to realize that the woman was so thin that only skin and bones were left.

I really want to be far away from the slightly plump figure I had when we first met.

Jing Zhao became angry instantly: "You can't be so busy anymore! How can your body withstand such a wasted time? Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your two children. They are the only ones left.

You, are you going to abandon them too?"

As soon as I spoke a few words clearly, tears filled my eyes.

She knew that Jing Zhao was not yelling at her, but thinking about her, and she felt sad. No one had cared about her like this for a long time since her father and husband left.

When Jing Zhao saw the woman's expression of tears, he wondered if he had hurt her by speaking harshly.

He softened his tone and said: "You don't have to worry about this anymore. I will go to Shandan and ask him to find some more careful people to take care of the patients. You can take good care of yourself. After your mother recovers, you guys

The family of four is truly reunited."

Jing Zhao always speaks with great weight, and what he says will definitely come true. But Qing never expected that he was so concerned about his own affairs.

The woman couldn't help but feel a little more grateful.
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