one after another

Author: Ging Le

one after another

In an instant, a golden oyster pan, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside is ready!

Jing Zhao took a pair of chopsticks and fed the two greedy cats first. The little tiger's mouth was so full that he couldn't speak clearly. "It's so good! I have never eaten anything so spicy and good."

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Yun'er also nodded, "Yeah! Uncle must be the best and best cook in the world!"

Qing Wenwen smiled lightly and gently pinched the cheeks of the two children, "Why don't you help Uncle Gu pack the dishes?"

The two nodded repeatedly, holding the plates and carefully placing them in the food box.

Jing Zhao made another dish of stir-fried bean sprouts and boiled egg noodles. He combined the four ingredients to make one meat, one vegetarian and one staple dish. After finishing, there was still a little noodles left.

Jing Zhao thought for a while and looked at the remaining eggs and bean sprouts. He instantly had an idea!

Jing Zhao kneaded the noodles into small lumps, and fried the beaten eggs until they were slightly burnt golden. He added a ladle of warm water and it instantly turned into fragrant egg soup. After the soup boiled, he added the bean sprouts and gnocchi, and Jing Zhao started cooking again.

I cooked five small oysters, added the oysters two minutes before serving, and a fragrant bowl of pimple soup was ready.

Put Jing Zhao in a bowl and put it in the cupboard.

At this time, all the dishes had been packed, and there were two full plates, exuding an alluring aroma. Shan Danlao burst into tears, bent his knees and knelt directly in front of Jing Zhao.

"My benefactor is so kind and virtuous that I can do nothing to repay you. The life-saving grace of these two gentlemen today will be unforgettable by the people of X and X. I am willing to do everything possible for my two benefactors without any hesitation."

Jing Zhao was startled by this scene and quickly helped the old man in front of him, "Old sir, there is no need to be polite, please get up quickly. Let's send these food to your tribe quickly."

Jing Zhao said and was about to follow, but Aning grabbed him: "Don't go out, I'll go."

Jing Zhao's heart was full of his good reviews. If he didn't go there in person, how could he let everyone say "it's delicious" and how could he exchange for his good reviews?

"It's been a busy day. I'll go for a walk with you to get some fresh air." Jing Zhao waved his hands repeatedly.

Aning did not stop him, but followed Jing Zhao closely along the way.

Jing Zhao had not gone out, but when he was walking on the road, he realized that the desolation here was far beyond his imagination, and everything was devastated. This famine has reached the point where not even a blade of grass can grow!

Jing Zhao asked Aning softly: "Apart from Shandan, is there no one else coming to eat?"

Aning shook his head.

"Isn't it good? It saves you food."

Aning doesn't understand the pain in his heart, of course it's not good! One less person means one less good review coupon. He has to save 500 good review coupons by himself, who understands his pain!

When they arrived at the house, after Shandan and Aning revealed their identities, the people inside opened the door cautiously.

Suddenly, noisy and noisy sounds came.

So many people! Jing Zhao roughly counted 67 people!

After they divided the food, the sounds of slurping and "delicious" praises kept coming.

Not long after, everyone finished eating.

Shandan said to them: "Folks, these two are Mr. Gu and Mr. Ning who saved everyone's lives. Let's kowtow to our benefactor and thank our benefactor for saving our lives."

As soon as Shan Dan finished speaking, everyone present knelt down and shouted in unison: "Thank you, Mr. Gu, for saving your life. Thank you, Mr. Ning, for saving your life."

Here we go again!

Jing Zhao couldn't afford such a big gift. Besides, by cooking for them, everyone got what they needed. When they ate, he got a good review coupon.

"You don't have to be polite, Jing Zhao can't afford your big gift, please get up quickly."

He and Aning quickly asked everyone to stand up. Jing Zhao took Fushandan and turned his eyes, suddenly thinking of something, "Do you think the food I cook is delicious?"

"Master Gu must be the best chef in the world. Today's meal is the most delicious meal I have ever eaten in my life." Shan Dan said.

[Ding! Good review coupon +1]

Everyone also praised it and said, "It's delicious."

The system beeped one after another, and in an instant, his praise coupons changed from single digits to ten digits. Jing Zhao had never been so happy as he is now.

Not only because I received good reviews, but also because everyone sincerely said "It's delicious". The greatest happiness as a chef is a smile and a compliment on the face of the diners.

Jing Zhao was so caught up in the happiness of this moment that he didn't even notice the dark figure running past the corner of the door.

After Shandan sat down, he said that they fled all the way from Yong'an in Sanshan to Anxi in Quan County. Sanshan suffered a locust plague a few days earlier than Quan County, and the locusts ate up all the food.

Shandan was the leader of the Minsha tribe. Seeing that his tribe was about to starve to death, he had no choice but to finally make up his mind to take everyone away from home and flee to Quan County.

The journey they took was extremely difficult, as they were all refugees and there was epidemic disease. There were about 200 people when they set out, but now there are only about 60 people left. They died of illness and starvation along the way.

If they hadn't met Jing Zhao, their clan would have been exterminated in a few days.

Jing Zhao heard a few coughs from the crowd and frowned slightly: "Is there anyone among you who has the disease?"

Shandan looked embarrassed and hesitated for a while before nodding, "Yes..."

Jing Zhao knew how serious this epidemic was and how contagious it was! If the sick people were not isolated from normal people, I'm afraid not even the people in the house could be saved!

Jing Zhao's expression was serious: "Those who are sick stand up."

A few people rustled up in the crowd, mostly old people and children, 15 people in total. These people who were suffering from the epidemic had sallow complexions, red cheeks, black eyes, coughing all the time, and wheezing. They were the same as the original owner before.

The symptoms are exactly the same!

Jing Zhao felt something bad, but in order to prevent everyone from panicking, he said as gently as possible: "This disease is contagious. To ensure that others are not infected, the sick people must be isolated."

Everyone was shocked, and one person said: "Isolation...what does it mean?"

"It means to separate those who are sick from those who are not sick. Otherwise, those who are not sick will also be infected by the sick. When everyone is infected with the disease, there will be nothing you can do."

"But there is no cure for this disease, so what's the use of being separated? The gods sent sins to Minyue, and if the sins are not reduced in one day, everyone will die in the end, and they will all die."

God is deeply rooted in these people's concepts, but there is no God at all in this world.

The so-called gods have always been just tools used by rulers to fool the people and strengthen their rule.

But they didn't understand, and it was impossible for Jing Zhao to get this concept out of their minds. He couldn't even explain it or say anything that went against theology.

Otherwise, both the ruler and the fooled people will regard him as an ungodly monster, and he will be the next person to be sacrificed.

Jing Zhao coughed lightly: "I want to say..."
Chapter completed!