Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 307
After two consecutive rains, the weather suddenly cooled down.

Xin Yi was allocated a separate small room in the military medical camp. It was originally a warehouse for stacking medicinal materials, but with a camp bed, it became her dormitory.

Having a separate room can solve many embarrassments. Xin Yi is extremely satisfied with this and is not picky about other things.Moreover, there was a kitchen not far from the military medical camp. After two days, she became acquainted with the cooks, and she could take a hot water bath in the kitchen. She felt that this was the treatment of a fairy.

In order to repay the kindness of General Di and the King of Guangling, Xin Yi devoted himself to the medical management of the Southern Conquest Army, and introduced some systems and methods that he thought were relatively friendly to the military medical camp, which relieved the burden on the doctors without affecting normal life. The order of the camp is improved, and the operation of the entire medical system is more convenient and quicker, saving a lot of things.

In this way, everyone felt that Dr. Xin was not only highly skilled in medicine, but also extremely flexible in his mind, and could always think of many strange but very convenient methods.

The doctors were convinced by her, so the others naturally had nothing to say.

Xin Yi settled down like this.

If there is anything I am not used to, the most difficult thing is the food.

If you want to blame, blame Xin Yi for having a picky mouth. After a few days of rough food, his mouth is like a dry wheat field, without any taste.

She observed that there was still plenty of food in the camp.There are few vegetables, but there are many meats, and there are all kinds of food.

But there is one thing, most of the duties of the gang leaders are to cook the food to satisfy their hunger, not to obtain delicious food, so the dishes are relatively rough, and Di Qing does not like to be special, he eats what the soldiers eat What, basically do not open a small stove...

With this regulation, even Fu Jiuqu and Cao Yi had to "do as the Romans do" and eat big pot meals every day.

"Why can't we use the same material to make something more palatable?"

After Xin Yi discussed this philosophical issue with the steward who came to the military medical camp to get the wound medicine, he couldn't eat anything at night. As a result, he was so hungry that he couldn't bear it when night fell.

She closed her eyes.

When you are asleep, you will not be hungry.

There will be big steamed buns tomorrow morning.

Covered by the quilt, she meditated silently for a moment, but she still couldn't help getting up.

The barracks under the night was pitch black.

In the aisle of the military medical camp, there is a lantern hanging for lighting, swinging lightly in the cool wind, emitting a faint light.

Xin Yi went to the kitchen in cloak, originally looking for something to eat, but unexpectedly, when he opened the door, he saw Monk Jiwu sitting in front of the stove, burning firewood and cooking.

The scent wafted into his nose, and Xin Yi couldn't help swallowing.

"It smells good."

When Ji Wu saw Xin Yi, he was stunned and stood up, "Doctor Xin?"

"Master." Xin Yi pointed to the pot in front of him, and whispered, "What are you cooking?"

Ji Wu looked at her appearance and knew she was hungry.

"Vegetarian meal. The dishes in the camp are too meaty, so I made an agreement with the steward to make some vegetarian meal by myself at night..."

Xin Yi murmured and nodded.

This time, Jiwu brought a large amount of food for military use, which can be described as a timely help, and a dark room lights up.Therefore, everyone in the kitchen was very affectionate to him, and it was no problem to eat something.

Xin Yi circled the pot.

Dongpo tofu, amber winter melon, stir-fried seasonal vegetables...

With three simple dishes, Ji Wu cooks like a delicacy on a jade plate.

Xin Yi admired from the bottom of his heart: "The master is the person I have seen who makes vegetarian food most exquisitely and tastes best."

Jiwu smiled faintly, "Thank you."

In the middle of the night, the lonely monk in front of the stove lost a little of the arrogance and aloofness he had when he was practicing in the mountains. He looked much more approachable and always had a smile on his face.

Xin Yi said: "Can I borrow the stove and get something to eat?"

Ji Wu moved away, smiled and said, "Doctor Xin, please let me go."

Although the vegetarian food is delicious, the taste is still too bland. When Xin Yi is hungry, he wants to eat something tasty.

She took out two eggs on the table, and with the firewood lit by Ji Wu, boiled water to boil a noodle, spread the two fried eggs on the surface, and added a few green leafy vegetables fried by Ji Wu, Add the condiments that I personally prepared, and stir it, and the fragrance is tangy.

Xin Yi swallowed her saliva, and asked Ji Wu symbolically, "Master, would you like to try my handicraft? It contains sesame oil, not meaty."

She was just being polite at first, but Jiwu responded with a smile.

"Thank you."

Jiwu took the half bowl of noodles picked out from the Xinyi noodle bowl, tasted it, and his eyes opened.

Taking another bite of a fried egg Xin Yiyun gave him, he smiled even more.

"The noodles are rich in color and flavor, and the fried eggs are burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. Dr. Xin's skillful cooking is extremely delicious."

Xin Yi listened very well.

"To tell the truth, master, I may not be able to cook other dishes, but if I fry eggs, that is really a masterpiece." Xin Yi bit the crispy skin, looked at the tempting soft yellow inside, boasted, and buried his head Eat it up.

I have to say that the delicacy will be doubled when you are hungry.

Xin Yi was very satisfied with a bowl of noodles.

Looking at Jiwu again, eating Xiangsiwen, but also relishing it.

In the quiet night, the two food stealers tasted the food in silence without talking.

Before leaving, Jiwu said something.

"Doctor Xin, can you fry two more eggs tomorrow morning?"

Xin Yi was taken aback for a moment, "Why?"

Ji Wudao: "For the past two days, my teacher has been working hard for the war. I see that he is unwilling to eat and has lost a lot of weight. I am worried about his body... I want to use Dr. Xin's wonderful hand to show my filial piety."

"That's easy to say." To Xin Yi, this was a trivial matter.

Seeing that Ji Wu spoke sincerely, she couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth and joke about it.

"But I'm surprised. When I was on the mountain, I remembered that the master said that he didn't want to come to Guizhou. Why not only came, but also stayed?"

Ji Wushen smiled slightly, with a gentle expression on his face, "Master and his brothers are bathing in blood in front of the battlefield, and I am ashamed to enjoy leisure in the back. Although I am a monk, I can't carry a knife to go into battle and relieve Master's worries, but I come to take care of his old man. And it should."

Xin Yi nodded knowingly and smiled slightly.

"Success. Come and get it tomorrow morning. But if the steward asks about the stolen food tonight, I have to blame it on you."

Jiwu smiled slightly: "Tomorrow I will explain to the steward that Dr. Xin is hungry, so he can come to the kitchen to look for food at any time."

The word foraging is too good to use.

Xin Yi became excited at the thought of having this privilege.

"Excuse me, thank you very much."

Xin Yi said goodbye to Ji Wu, and went back to sleep without mentioning it.

Before dawn the next day, she got up early and went to the kitchen.

Jiwu was already waiting here, talking to the steward, instructing the cooks to steam the steamed buns.

The big steamed buns in the steamer have been out of the pot, and they look fat and white. They look much better than those yellow and thin steamed buns I saw at breakfast two days ago. With a plate of small pickles, Xin Yi feels that he can eat them last two.

"The mantou steamed by the master is unprecedented."

Xin Yi half-jokingly and half-seriously praised approaching JI Wu, then smiled lowly.

"I can see that the master's cooking in the middle of the night is not because of meat, but because of picky eaters."

People who love food will have an extraordinary sensitivity to food, and their mouths will get hungry.

Jiwu smiled lowly, did not deny it, but also found a reason.

"If the same ingredients can be made more delicious, it can also boost morale. Why not do it?"

"It makes sense." Xin Yi smiled and nodded, washing his hands and frying eggs.

Everyone in the kitchen was busy, and no one cared about her. Of course, except for two or three curious cooks who came over to see what she was up to, no one cared about her.

Xin Yi kept an eye out.

When frying eggs, she fried three more.

He said he took it home to eat, but he secretly sent it to Fu Jiuqu's barracks.

Because he promised Di Qing that he would not be close to Fu Jiuqu, which would attract criticism from the soldiers and affect the morale of the army, Xin Yi hadn't come to see Fu Jiuqu in the past two days, even if he came here today, he brought a bottle of refreshment It is said that the Tongqiao pill is what the King of Guangling wanted.

"Give me the things." The soldier on duty outside the barracks, who didn't know Xin Yi, let alone her real identity, glanced at the little doctor, took the things, and said casually:
"When the county king comes back, I will hand it over to him."

Xin Yi frowned, "Isn't the king in the camp?"

"Ah."

"Early in the morning, where did you go?"

Xin Yi asked casually, and the soldier gave her a surprised look, but didn't answer.

How can a doctor accompanying the army inquire about the whereabouts of the county king?Seeing his hellish expression, Xin Yi knew that he had overstepped the rules. He smiled apologetically, handed over his things, and left silently.

It was just dawn, so Fu Jiuqu shouldn't be going out.

Could it be that he led the troops to ambush last night and never came back at all?
(End of this chapter)