She, Jian Xiu, was a renowned post-apocalyptic agent. One day, she suddenly transmigrated and found herself in the body of a poor and shabby farmer’s wife. To make matters worse, she ended up in ...
"Yes, sir."
In fact, it’s no wonder that Zhang Feimo is so cautious. In fact, for the safety of all the refugees, he can’t take the risk.
From the moment he decided to take in these refugees, he became responsible for them.
"Is there any problem with other people?" Back to the topic, Chi Feilan asked Zhou Heiniu again.
She said that their progress was still a bit slow.
If possible, she would like to go faster.
After training this group of people, she wanted to take a good rest for a while.
Come to think of it, she hasn't been this busy for a long time.
Since arriving in Heshan County, they have been basically busy all the time.
From the plague at the beginning, to the plague affecting the seventh brother, to the events at Babu Mountain later.
Each and every one of these things were enough to keep him busy for a long time.
"There's no problem with the others." Zhou Heiniu said truthfully.
He didn't know how good these people were at medical skills, but they were indeed good people.
After spending some time with them, Zhou Heiniu had a good understanding of their character.
"Since there is no problem, then you notify these people that we will start training in Xingying Village tomorrow." Zhang Feifang said.
She had the same idea as Chi Feilan. Once she made a decision, she wanted to realize it as soon as possible.
As if he was lost in thought, Zhou Heiniu continued, "Sir, a refugee asked earlier if they could add some salt to the porridge."
"Salt?"
"Yes, they said it tasted bland and tasteless. Before the land was opened up, I ignored them, but now it's different. After all, this is hard labor for them, so..."
Zhou Heiniu didn't continue talking, but even so, Zhang Feimo understood what he should understand.
In Zhou Heiniu's opinion, although salt is expensive, just adding a little bit of it to the porridge will make the taste completely different.
At first, they were given only thin white porridge, but after the royal palace was raided, the Heshan County government was no longer so short of money.
The adults would order people to make the porridge thicker for them and occasionally add some meat.
If Zhou Heiniu were to say, adding some salt would be more practical.
Meanwhile, Chi Feilan beside him remained silent, looking thoughtful.
He murmured, "Salt? Salty?"
"Salt is salty by nature, so... is there any problem with this?" Zhou Heiniu asked.
"Have you thought of something?" Zhang Feimo turned his head to look at Chi Feilan and asked.
Chi Feilan didn't say anything, still lost in her own thoughts.
A few people understood and rarely interrupted.
After a while, Chi Feilan looked up blankly, but she still did not reply to Zhang Feimo.
Yi saw Dong Sujia and Zhang Feifang, "Do you remember that lake?"
"What lake?" The two were confused.
"The lake in Babu Mountain." Chi Feilan had regained her composure.
"How could I not remember?" Dong Sujia smiled bitterly.
That lake was the worst news in her life, so how could she forget it?
But it was because of this lake that she survived.
"Is the lake water salty?" Chi Feilan asked again.
She also tasted the salty taste of the lake water at that time, but she was only concerned with escaping and had no time to think about anything else.
My mind is full of how to save my life and survive.
After I came back, there were piles of things to do and no time to think deeply.
Now that Zhou Heiniu mentioned it, she finally remembered.
Looking at Zhang Feimo again, he was dumbfounded.
After Chi Feilan mentioned this, he remembered that when he hugged Dong Sujia that day, his hands inexplicably tasted salty.