We slaughtered a sheep yesterday, and there's a pile of wool pelts waiting to be cleaned.

With autumn in full swing and sunshine and cool breezes, this is the perfect weather for drying sheepskins.

The soldiers transported the sheepskins to the river closest to the border town to wash them.

After cleaning, the woolen hides will be soaked in a solution.

This medicine was specially made by Lu Qiqi. It can not only remove some odors from wool, but also disinfect it.

When there is no war, the wounded soldiers' camp is the most relaxed.

Ever since Dr. Luo's disguise was exposed, he has been relentlessly trying to get rid of people every day, but these doctors are eager to learn and completely ignore Dr. Luo's unpleasant expression.

Every day, it's like bees buzzing around flowers, never stopping.

As a result, Dr. Luo didn't have a proper meal for several days in a row.

Unable to bear the disturbance any longer, Doctor Luo could only go to Lu Qiqi with a sour face to complain.

He recounted in detail to Lu Qiqi what the Ren family father and son, as well as Doctor Yin and the others had been doing these past few days.

In the end, he even started to complain about the Ren family father and son, saying that their clothes were ugly and did not live up to his reputation as a disciple of a divine doctor.

Looking at his disheveled appearance, Lu Qiqi refrained from saying anything in rebuttal.

She thought for a moment, then said with a smile, "Dr. Luo, don't worry, I have a brilliant idea that will definitely solve your problem!"

Dr. Luo had no idea what kind of crazy idea she had come up with, but when he thought about how he could be free, he didn't care anymore.

Before leaving, he also swiped Lu Qiqi's beef jerky, ostensibly as a tribute to the elders, but in reality, he just wanted to use it as a snack with his drinks.

The next day, Lu Qiqi instructed Imperial Physician Ren to summon the doctors from the wounded soldiers' camp to assemble at the cooking camp.

Doctor Yin and Doctor Zhao huddled together and spoke in hushed tones.

"You say that the Lord of Kangle Township has gathered us doctors here for some reason?"

"I don't know! We can't exactly be expected to cook and light the fire, can we?"

Upon hearing this, Doctor Yin patted Doctor Zhao on the shoulder and said, "Brother Zhao, I actually think you guessed right."

Dr. Zhao never expected that his words would come true.

Lu Qiqi wore an apron around her waist and a blue cloth on her head, making her look like a beautiful cook at first glance.

She strode up to the doctors and said, "I have gathered you all here recently in order to become self-sufficient."

These days, with nothing much to do in the wounded soldiers' camp, everyone comes to the mess hall to make pancakes.

After saying that, Lu Qiqi led the doctors to a certain place.

When the doctors saw the long line of tables in front of them, they knew that Lu Qiqi was telling the truth; they really were here to make pancakes.

Lu Qiqi pointed to the sacks on the side and said, "Those sacks over there are filled with flour. If you need anything, you can ask Ren Yuan."

"Have him record the needs, and then have the kitchen staff help prepare them."

Doctor Zhao put down the medicine wick, not expecting that he was here to knead dough. He thought about the medicinal herbs in the wounded soldiers' camp, but he didn't know how to explain the situation to Lu Qiqi.

Just as he mustered his courage to take a step forward, he was unexpectedly pulled back by Doctor Yin beside him. "Brother Zhao, calm down. The village head has her reasons for doing this."

Doctor Zhao nodded, and Doctor Yin then released his hand and continued listening to Lu Qiqi speak.

"This time, we're making skewered pancakes."

As the name suggests, it involves stringing all the flatbreads together.

This statement caused a stir not only among the doctors but also among the soldiers in the cooking camp, who were completely baffled.

They had never heard of skewered flatbread before.

Before long, Lu Qiqi had a string of pancakes in her hand.

The pancakes are about the size of a palm, with a hole about the size of a thumb in the middle. A hemp rope is threaded through the hole and the pancakes are strung together in a circle.

To their surprise, Lu Qiqi put a string of pancakes on her head.

Even Nineteen, who was standing to the side, was confused, not knowing what Lu Qiqi was going to do next.

As everyone's curiosity grew stronger, Lu Qiqi slung the skewered pancakes over her shoulder.

She said, "Once the skewered pancakes are baked, the outer crust is hard and won't fall off, so they can be stored for a long time."

When marching or fighting, especially for cavalry on long marches and in pursuit of the enemy, all they needed to carry was a string of flatbreads and a flask of water, which was very convenient.

Upon hearing this, Nineteen's eyes gleamed, and his admiration for Lu Qiqi deepened even further.

Lu Qiqi, unaware of everyone's thoughts, continued, "Our doctors in the wounded and sick camp have this kind of 'skewered cake'."

During marches and battles, wounded soldiers could be treated quickly without going hungry.

These words immediately resonated with everyone.

Especially the doctors in the wounded soldiers' camp, who not only bandage and treat wounded soldiers on the front lines.

After the battle ended, they were so busy with their work that they didn't have time to find food.

Being able to eat a meal at the end of the day is considered lucky.

After Lu Qiqi finished speaking, she demonstrated on the spot how to make the skewered cakes.

After the demonstration, not only the soldiers in the kitchen but also the doctors in the wounded soldiers' camp were all eager to try kneading the dough.

Once their dough is kneaded, the fragrant skewer pancakes are freshly baked.

Lu Qiqi took the pancake from Shijiu, wrapped it in a vegetable leaf, and could still feel how hot it was.

She gently blew on it to cool it down before putting the pancake in her mouth and taking a bite.

The outer crust of the skewered pancake is a bit hard, but the inside is sweet and soft. Because it's fresh out of the oven, it's a little sticky in your mouth.

Lu Qiqi was very satisfied with the taste.

Of course, she wasn't the only one satisfied; Nineteen, who was standing to the side, was also pleased.

Lu Qiqi only took a small bite of the skewer of ring-shaped pastry, while Shijiu had already squatted down and eaten both skewers of ring-shaped pastries.

His cheeks were bulging from the biscuit, making him look like a little hamster hoarding food in his mouth.

What smells so good?

These words immediately drew Lu Qiqi's attention back to her.

Turning her head, she saw Song Yanqing walking towards her.

Everyone bowed to Song Yanqing, who nodded slightly, and soon walked up to Lu Qiqi.

Lu Qiqi looked up at him and heard his low, husky voice, "Won't you let me try some?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Qiqi seemed to be bewitched, and without thinking, she stuffed the skewered pancake in her hand into Song Yanqing's mouth.

It wasn't until she realized that the spot where Song Yanqing was holding the pancake was the very spot where she had just eaten.

Forehead...

Why am I feeling a little happy?