Starting With House Raiding: I Emptied My Arch-Nemesis's Home to Escape Famine

Feng Jiuyan, a dual master of both Western and Traditional Chinese medicine in the 21st century, was "duang"-ed (a sound effect for a sudden impact) and forced to transmigrate to her previo...

Chapter 288: The Ghost Still Exists

Zhang Xiaowu's face darkened as he gave Zhang Chong a cold look. "Nonsense!"

After saying that, Zhang Xiaowu took something out from his arms. He clenched his fist, and the others couldn't see what was in Zhang Xiaowu's palm.

"Miss Feng, please extend your hand."

"Oh, oh." Feng Jiuyan was a little confused, but still stretched out his hand.

Zhang Xiaowu pulled Feng Jiuyan and turned his back to avoid the sight of the refugees, and then stuffed the thing in his hand into Feng Jiuyan's hand. "Take it, don't let others see it, especially the refugees." Zhang Xiaowu said softly.

Feng Jiuyan only felt a chill of metal in her hands. She loosened her clenched fists slightly and peeked inside.

Oh wow, they are two gold leaves!

She quickly put the two gold leaves into her cross-body bag.

One gold leaf was enough for the seven of them to have enough food and drink, let alone two gold leaves.

Feng Jiuyan was shocked and then a little surprised. She really didn't expect that Zhang Xiaowu was so talented!

She looked at him with some heat in her eyes.

Oh, no, to be precise, she was staring fixedly into his arms.

Feng Jiuyan thought to herself: He should have a lot of gold leaves in his arms, tut, he is really rich. He should have said it earlier, otherwise she would have cooked for them before. Cooking is a handy thing anyway, it's just that there are two more people.

Zhang Xiaowu was a little overwhelmed when he met Feng Jiuyan's burning eyes. "Um, Miss Feng, this is the food allowance for Zhang Chong and me. If it's not enough, tell us! Don't worry, we will come to help during lunch and dinner when we are free. You just need to cook and don't worry about the rest. If there is nothing else, we will leave first."

He spoke very quickly, and after he finished speaking, without waiting for Feng Jiuyan to reply, he swung his long legs and left quickly.

The back figure looks like he is fleeing in panic.

Zhang Chong stared at Zhang Xiaowu's back in confusion and muttered to himself, "Are you rushing to the toilet? You're in such a hurry!"

He turned around and bowed to Feng Jiuyan and the others, "Everyone, I'm leaving first."

He ran with his saber in hand, and shouted at Zhang Xiaowu's back, "Xiaowu, Zhang Xiaowu, wait for me..."

After the two left, Feng Jiuyan and his family returned to the donkey cart, and Song Chen and Song Ning, brother and sister, also sat back on the shaft.

At this moment, the front of the exile team was also moving slowly forward, and the arrogant donkey was slowly following at the end of the team.

Next to the exile team, there were still some refugees who refused to give up.

These refugees specifically walked towards the horse-faced woman and her girlfriends. Even though the horse-faced woman and her girlfriends insulted these refugees, they remained unmoved and continued to follow them closely.

They stared at the bulging bags of the horse-faced woman and her companions with green eyes. Wherever they hid, these refugees would follow them.

The fight will not stop until one dies and the ghost will linger!

In the donkey cart, Feng Jiuyan reached into the bag she was carrying, and under the cover of the bag, she took out some things for bandaging wounds, including gold wound medicine, iodine, hydrogen peroxide, cotton balls, and bandages.

The bandage and the gold wound medicine were both prepared by Feng Jiuyan's grandfather, while iodine and hydrogen peroxide were modern products. In order not to attract attention, Feng Jiuyan had replaced the plastic bottle with a porcelain bottle when he took them out.

Although Madam Feng was not seriously injured, the skin on her left palm was broken when she was pushed down. The injured area was quite large, and blood was oozing from the wound, mixed with some small sand. It still looked quite shocking.

In order not to worry her daughter and son, she kept silent. Feng Jiuyan also saw it accidentally after entering the carriage.

Feng Jiuyan held her mother's hand, picked up a cotton ball with tweezers, dipped the cotton ball in hydrogen peroxide, and looked at her mother distressedly, "Mother, I will use the medicine to get the sand out of your wound first. It will be a little painful, please bear with it."

Madam Feng looked at Feng Jiuyan tenderly, with a gentle smile on her lips, "Well, come on, mother is not afraid of pain."

Feng Jiuyan used hydrogen peroxide to help Madam Feng remove the sand, then applied iodine, sprinkled some wound medicine, and finally bandaged it with a bandage.

During the process, Madam Feng just frowned and didn't even cry out in pain.

Feng Jiuyan took out a piece of dragon beard pastry wrapped in oil paper, a piece of water chestnut thousand-layer cake, and the millennium fruit produced in the space from her "bag" and placed all the food on the small square table.

"Mother, A'li, eat some cakes to fill your stomachs first. There are many refugees on the road, so it will probably be a little late to prepare lunch this afternoon. I'll go out and bandage the wounds of Song Chen and Song Ning."

There were refugees everywhere on the road, and the officials probably wouldn't dare to set up camp and cook in front of a bunch of refugees.

After opening the carriage door, Feng Jiuyan walked to the shaft with the medicine and sat side by side with the siblings Song Chen and Song Ning.

Song Chen and Song Ning also suffered some injuries, but it was not a serious problem.

Feng Jiuyan treated the wounds of the two people one by one. After that, she was not in a hurry to get into the carriage. She sat sideways on the shaft, with one leg bent and stepping on the shaft, and the other leg hanging out, swinging back and forth, looking a little bored.

The good show hasn't started yet, so of course she has to sit down and be ready to watch it at any time.

She reached into her cross-body bag and actually took out three boiled eggs and three multi-grain steamed buns from the space. Both foods were cold so no one would be suspicious.

When the food was first taken out, the refugees' eyes lit up, and they swallowed their saliva in big gulps, following the faint fragrance and accurately finding the source of the food fragrance.

After seeing that it was Feng Jiuyan's family, they were a little disappointed. If it was other exiles, they might have dared to go up and try to grab the food, and who knows, they might have a chance of getting it.

But if it was this female devil's family, the refugees shook their heads, they were afraid that they would neither be able to rob nor eat!

After meeting Feng Jiuyan's cold gaze, the refugees quickly looked away.

Feng Jiuyan gave Song Chen and Song Ning a boiled egg and a multi-grain steamed bun each, "Eat quickly, we don't know when the exile team will stop to rest!"

Song Ning took the food with a smile on her face and said sweetly, "Thank you, Sister Feng!"

"Thank you Miss Feng. I won't be polite."

So, Feng Jiuyan and the other two sat on the shaft of the cart, and ate steamed buns and boiled eggs happily under the eyes of the hungry refugees.

The refugees were drooling and had painful expressions on their faces.

Seeing that they can't eat it will undoubtedly break down the defenses in their hearts.

Just let them have a bite, even if it means they live a few years less!

It was not only the refugees who suffered, but also the hungry prisoners who were on their way.