Yang Qing let go of Li Yanping. If he didn't kill her now, all the supplies in her house would be robbed, which would be more painful than killing her.
"Let's go!" Yang Qing waved his hand.
Jiang Hao carried twenty kilograms of flour and followed.
"I will kill you!" Li Yanping picked up the knife from Ye Mingcheng's hand and stabbed Li Shengnan who was walking at the back.
"Be careful!" Jiang Hao was horrified.
Yang Qing turned around and was about to raise his gun when the knife in Gao Yang's hand flew over and hit Li Yanping in the chest. She spat out blood and fell down.
"You'll suffer the consequences if you do evil!" Gao Yang cursed.
If anything happened to Li Shengnan, he would tear them into pieces.
After a few people left, many people rushed into Ye Mingcheng's house, turned it upside down, and searched everything. They even pried open the wardrobes, doors and windows and used them as firewood.
When Yang Qing and the others came back, Leng Yi quickly opened the door.
"Is everything alright?"
"Nothing!" Yang Qing shook his head. "After asking around, I found out that Ye Mingcheng had colluded with a gang called Hong'an Society. He helped people open doors, and they collected protection fees, and he took 30% of the profit."
"Hong'an Society?" Leng Yi seemed to be thinking about something.
"That Ye Mingcheng and his wife wanted to kill Yang Qing and Li Shengnan, but we killed them." Jiang Hao interjected.
Leng Yi had no expression on his face. "Kill him if you want!"
"I also grabbed a bag of flour, weighing twenty pounds." Jiang Hao picked up the flour in his hand, feeling a little proud.
Leng Yi nodded, "I still have some beef, let's make dumplings!"
"I agree!" Jiang Hao was eager to agree.
"Why don't we make dumplings with all this flour? It's so cold now, so we can keep it and cook it whenever we want to eat it," Wang Min suggested.
"Isn't that a bit too much?" Li Shengnan said. "One pound of flour can make about fifty dumplings. Wouldn't twenty pounds make thousands? That would require quite a bit of meat, too."
Yang Qing thought for a moment and said, "We can make dumplings with them all. We can freeze them anyway. Each person can contribute one and a half pounds of beef. I also have some dried goods, pickled vegetables, and other things in stock. If we make them all, it should be enough."
"I can give you a few more pounds of beef. I can't finish it all by myself." Leng Yi said.
In fact, he still has hundreds of kilograms of beef that they don’t know about.
"Okay, it's decided!" Yang Qing nodded.
Everyone just does it.
Yang Qing took out a pound of dried mushrooms and soaked them in warm water, filling a large basin.
Unpack and wash two bags of one-pound Northeastern pickled cabbage and set aside.
Also soak the sweet potato flour and chop it into small pieces.
Leng Yi was injured and couldn't roll the dumpling wrappers, so this task was given to Jiang Hao and Wang Min. Although they were not as good as Leng Yi, they were at least useful.
Leng Yi was unable to help. He wanted to use his uninjured hand to help chop the stuffing, but the knife was pulled away by Yang Qing.
"Your wound was just stitched, and it broke open again. Do you want to stitch it again?" Yang Qing glared at him.
Leng Yi touched his nose. They were all busy as hell, and he couldn't help at all, which made him feel a little disappointed.
Wang Min smiled, "Just stand next to Yang Qing and keep her company. We like to eat dog food!"
Aqi and Xiaoxue, who were eating dog food, "???"
Everyone laughed. Yang Qing felt helpless. "Just sit down. How about helping me mix the stuffing?"
"Okay!" Leng Yi's mouth curled up. It finally came in handy.
Yang Qing took out two heaters and placed them under the table, so everyone didn't feel cold while making dumplings around the table.
There is strength in numbers. The seven of them made more than a thousand dumplings in less than an hour.
Yang Qing took out a vacuum bag and spread it on the ground, then placed the dumplings on it to dry.
Looking at the neatly arranged plump dumplings, everyone sighed that it was the first time they had seen so many dumplings.
When the weather is cold and it freezes, you can put it in a vacuum bag and keep it for a long time.
"Let me cook the dumplings!" Lu Lin said. For so many people, more than a hundred dumplings would be needed. The pot was a bit small, so it took several pots to fill everyone's stomach.
"There are so many dumplings, each person can get more than a hundred, enough for us to eat for a while." Jiang Hao was very happy. Fortunately, he wisely grabbed a bag of flour.
"Yang Qing and Leng Yi took out so many ingredients, they can get a bigger share. And Jiang Hao, the flour is your credit, so you can also get an extra share." Li Shengnan said.
No one has any objection.
By the evening, the dumplings were all frozen. Yang Qing and Lu Lin divided the dumplings, put them in vacuum bags, and wrote names on them.
There is no need to put it in the refrigerator, just put it on the balcony.
The temperature is about the same as outside, so there is no need to freeze it at all.
After dinner, Leng Yi insisted on reading in Yang Qing's room. Yang Qing saw that he was obviously not in good spirits and couldn't help but say, "Why don't you go back and rest early? A good rest will help your injury heal faster."
Leng Yi looked at her, a little reluctant to leave.
Yang Qing suddenly noticed that Leng Yi's face was a little abnormally red, and touched his forehead, "It's so hot, you have a fever!"
Leng Yi then realized that he seemed to be feeling quite hot and thought it was because he was using the electric heater.
Yang Qing quickly went to the medicine box to find the antipyretic medicine and brought over some spiritual spring water. "Take the medicine, it will reduce the fever."
Leng Yi took the medicine and looked at Yang Qing eagerly again.
Yang Qing felt a little helpless. Why was this person so clingy when he was sick?
"Go back to your room and rest. I'll stay with you for a while." Yang Qing said.
Leng Yi then stood up and returned to the room. Yang Qing quickly helped him turn on the electric heater and found an electric blanket to cover him. If he didn't keep warm after the injury, it would be more difficult to heal.
Leng Yi started to take off his coat, but when he moved, he tugged at his wound and groaned. Yang Qing hurried over, "Don't move, I'll help you!"
Helped Leng Yi take off his coat and heated vest, and covered him with a quilt.
"Go to sleep, I'll stay here with you!" Yang Qing took a book and read it.
Touch Leng Yi's forehead from time to time.
After about half an hour, Leng Yi broke out in a sweat and his fever subsided.
Yang Qing wiped the sweat off his face and went back to the room.
Lu Lin has already fallen asleep. It seems that she is very tired today.
In the middle of the night, Yang Qing was awakened by a scream. He opened his eyes and found Lu Lin sweating as if he had dreamed of something terrible. He clenched his fists and struggled.
Yang Qing quickly stood up. It seemed that she was still affected by what happened during the day.
When he touched Lu Lin's forehead, he found that she also had a fever. He quickly woke her up, asked her to take a fever-reducing pill, and let her drink some spiritual spring water. She gradually calmed down.
Yang Qing went to Leng Yi's room again, touched his forehead, and found it was also burning hot, so she hurriedly woke Leng Yi up.
"Leng Yi, Leng Yi, wake up, you have a fever, get up and take some medicine!"
Leng Yi opened his eyes drowsily, and seemed relieved to see that it was Yang Qing.
"Open your mouth!"
Leng Yi obediently opened his mouth and took the medicine. Yang Qing put water next to his mouth and said, "Drink water!"
Leng Yi drank the water and lay down again.
Yang Qing looked at Lu Lin and Leng Yi, wiping their sweat from time to time. He was afraid that they would have a fever again, so he didn't dare to sleep.
It was not until dawn that the two of them were completely fine, and Yang Qing fell asleep on the edge of the bed.
When Leng Yi woke up, he saw Yang Qing lying on the head of his bed, sleeping with her head on the side, with one side of her face pouting, looking so cute.
"A Qing, go to bed!" Leng Yi called gently.
"Ah?" Yang Qing opened his sleepy eyes, but without reacting, he climbed onto the bed and got into the quilt.
Leng Yi smiled, helped her tuck in the quilt, and got up to make breakfast.
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