As night fell, the wounded soldiers' camp hauled eight cartloads of bamboo leaves to the kitchen camp!
Zhang Ying, the commander of the kitchen, was so confused that he felt like he had wandered into a beekeeping forest where he couldn't see his own hand in front of his face.
Suddenly, a pretty little face appeared before him, winking at him.
Zhang, the head of the kitchen camp, had met Lu Qiqi before. The young master had brought people to the kitchen camp before and even cooked noodles for her personally.
On the day of the Qixi Festival, he followed the prince's instructions and prepared many things. Later, through the gap in the tent, he accidentally saw the prince cooking noodles.
His jaw almost dropped in surprise.
Now, he probably remembers Lu Qiqi's face even more vividly than he remembers his own mother.
"May I ask what brings you, Lord Kang Le, with so many bamboo leaves?"
Zhang Yingtou almost laughed himself to death when he saw the sack that Ren Yuan had opened. He had originally thought it would contain grain.
But when Ren Yuan untied the sack and saw it was full of bamboo leaves, his mood plummeted.
This feeling of going from joy to despair is more thrilling than jumping off a cliff.
Lu Qiqi pointed to the bamboo leaves and said, "I'll trouble Zhang Yingtou to use these bamboo leaves to boil water for the soldiers to drink."
The boiled bamboo leaves have a cooling effect, and in this hot season, supplying them for two days out of seven is enough.
The dosage is also important; five ounces of bamboo leaves are enough to boil a pot of water. Do not add too much, as it will have the opposite effect; nor should you add too little.
Zhang Yingtou knew that he had no choice but to obey, and there was no room for negotiation. Fortunately, it wasn't a matter of life and death for the kitchen staff to cook every day.
Otherwise, that would be a real disaster!
Zhang Yingtou felt bitter inside, but he forced a smile on his face and said, "We understand, and we will boil this bamboo leaf water tomorrow."
Lu Qiqi added, "This water can be supplied after lunch every day. After it is boiled, the soldiers in the camp can come to the kitchen camp to fetch it themselves."
This way, it won't take up too much of your time and will also prevent unnecessary waste caused by people not wanting to drink.
Upon hearing Lu Qiqi's words, Zhang Yingtou instantly realized that the young girl in front of him was extraordinary, having resolved the matter that had been troubling him with just a few words.
Having the soldiers from each barracks send someone to collect it is the best course of action!
The next morning, after lunch, Lu Qiqi received a bowl of bamboo leaf water at the wounded soldiers' camp.
When bamboo leaves are boiled in water, the color is slightly yellow and the taste is slightly bitter, but it will taste sweet after drinking it.
If it weren't for the fact that bamboo leaves shouldn't be consumed in large quantities, Lu Qiqi would have even considered drinking them like tea.
Although some people in later generations did the same, they only drank small amounts and never drank too much.
At this moment, in the ward where the wound was being stitched up, there were only Lu Qiqi, Doctor Luo, and Doctor Huang.
The three had known each other since Tianxin Village, and sitting together drinking bamboo leaf water felt like they were leisurely drinking tea.
After finishing the bamboo leaf water in his bowl, Doctor Huang said with lingering satisfaction, "I haven't had tea in a long time, but I never expected that this bamboo leaf water would have such a unique flavor."
Doctor Luo snorted coldly, as if mocking Doctor Huang for his lack of knowledge.
But the two people present knew what he was scoffing about.
Since last night, Dr. Luo has been furious about the bamboo leaves being mixed into the medicinal herbs.
He cursed incessantly in the tent for most of the night, scaring Doctor Huang so much that he almost stuck his head out to the wooden pillar on the training ground's spectator stand.
This Doctor Luo is truly old and fearless; he even dares to insult the emperor, which is a matter that could cost him his head!
He huddled under the covers, trying to stop Dr. Luo from yelling, but also afraid that Dr. Luo would chase him around with a stool and beat him.
And then there's the worry that you might not see the sun rise tomorrow.
At that time, Dr. Huang even felt that the little yellow vegetables in the field were probably not as pitiful as him!
Lu Qiqi said, "Dr. Luo, your heroic act last night terrified the doctors in the wounded soldiers' camp. They were practically ready to kowtow to you."
Lu Qiqi's tent was far from the wounded soldiers' camp, so if she wanted to hear Doctor Luo cursing, the entire army camp would probably know.
She had been holding back her laughter ever since she heard Dr. Huang complaining to her with a pained expression this morning.
Doctor Luo disapproved of this behavior, as did Lu Qiqi. But the old man was just too adorable; he cursed for half the night without running out of words.
With such eloquence, it would be a waste for her not to be a diplomat.
Doctor Luo could naturally hear the sarcasm in the words. He said, "With external enemies and internal disturbances, if this continues, the country will be destroyed and the family will perish sooner or later!"
He spoke with a hint of anger, but Lu Qiqi sensed a sorrow in his voice.
Yes, if things continue like this, the country will cease to exist, let alone our homes.
Lu Qiqi originally only wanted to settle down, build a manor villa for herself, make more money, and find a son-in-law to live with her, so she could live a wonderful life.
But now that I've come to the border town and seen the soldiers fighting bloody battles to protect their homeland, I know that the peace and comfort they enjoy far from the border town was bought with their blood and flesh.
Doing one's best to contribute is a way to protect one's country.
The current imperial court.
well!
Let's not talk about it!
Lu Qiqi was in the wounded soldiers' camp, sipping bamboo leaf tea.
Inside the large tent, Song Yanqing looked up at the yellow soup in the bowl and asked, "What is this?"
An Yi replied, "This is water boiled with bamboo leaves. According to the head of Kangle Township, it has the effect of clearing heat and relieving summer heat. Today, about half of the soldiers in the camp should have drunk it."
Song Yanqing had always admired Lu Qiqi's little head; it was round, beautiful, and intelligent.
I've heard that the medicinal properties of bamboo leaves were suggested by Lu Qiqi, so this method must have been her idea as well.
I don't know how she always has so many wonderful ideas in her head.
Song Yanqing's lips curled up slightly as she said, "These bamboo leaves can be used like this? Was it her idea?"
An Yi thought it over carefully before saying, "Yes. Last night, the head of Kang Le Township personally instructed the kitchen staff to prepare the broth."
Song Yanqing took a sip of bamboo leaf water, glanced at the memorial written by Imperial Physician Ren on the desk, put down the bowl and said in a calm voice, "Send someone to send this memorial to the new capital, at the fastest speed."
An lowered his eyes and took the folded document on the desk into his hand.
Seeing that he hadn't left the tent, Song Yanqing asked, "Is there anything else?"
An Yi hesitated, unsure whether he should say something or not.
After a moment, he finally asked, "Your Highness, we have submitted memorials one after another, but we haven't heard a single sound of water in the capital. Should we continue like this?"
Upon hearing this, Song Yanqing's tense shoulders slumped slightly, and he quietly let out a little sigh of relief. He said, "This memorial is of no use, but it cannot be left unsubmitted. You know better than anyone how I am doing in the army after following me for so many years."
Since there's no other choice, we might as well act even more aggressively, so that people can find something to use against us, and then we'll have the opportunity to suppress them.
The Jin Dynasty hoped for an invincible general, but also feared a general whose achievements overshadowed the emperor.
The same applies to princes, let alone those who hold military power!
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