"Okay, I'll let them give it a try."
"Grandpa, you're such a good person!"
After hearing what An Shi said, Xianzi selected a few beggars and sent them to the charity hall in the east of the city.
Before leaving, he specifically instructed and shared his experience: "Remember to protect yourselves. If they make a move, run away."
"We've eaten our fill, so we can run faster than them!"
The dog eats the fastest and talks the fastest too. "Brother Clam, we understand. If we can't beat them, we'll run away."
After saying that, the young men ran out of the alley like the wind.
Before An Shi and the others had left, Xianzi walked up to them again and stared at them expectantly.
He said, "Grandpa, do you have any more work to assign us?"
Why do you ask that?
Clam honestly replied, "Because I can't imagine why you would stop me on the street just to give us steamed buns?"
He guessed right. After finishing his task, An Shi urged An Jiu to go out into the streets.
An Shi raised his hand and tapped his forehead. "You're quite clever, kid."
"However, there's one thing you're wrong about."
I have nothing for you to do. I'll not only treat you to meat buns, but I'll also pay for the medicine for my little sister, Gouzi.
Hearing this, the clam became even more confused.
But when he held a string of cash in his hand, he didn't care about anything else.
With this money, they can not only get through the winter, but also get medical treatment for their dog sister.
Clam tucked the money into his chest pocket, then knelt down before An Shi and kowtowed three times.
When he kowtowed, An Shi did not stop him. Instead, he waited until Xianzi looked up before saying, "This money is not given to you for nothing. You must take good care of your younger brother and sister. If you have the opportunity in the future, you should join the army to serve the Great Jin."
Clam smiled sweetly and replied, "Mmm!"
An Shi and An Jiu walked out of the alley empty-handed, leaving the steamer basket for the steamed buns to Xianzi.
An Jiu's boots crunched on the snow, and he looked at An Shi, saying, "You must have encountered someone like yourself back then, right?"
An Shi looked down at the long street. It was a snowy day, and the shops were closed. There were very few pedestrians. He said, "I have encountered it before. It was the Prince of Li Bei who brought me into the Shadow Division that day."
It was also winter, with snow falling heavily. The Prince of Libei led his son out of the palace and saw him begging on the street. He not only gave him meat buns to eat, but also took him back to the Shadow Division.
That day, the King of Libei told him that he would take him home.
From then on, the Shadow Division became his home.
When the two returned to the camp, it was already noon.
At that moment, Lu Qiqi peeked out from under the covers and felt the temperature outside.
The next moment, she entered the space.
It was too cold, and she didn't want to get dressed in the freezing tent, lest her nose start running before she could even put on her clothes.
Wearing light clothing, Lu Qiqi cooked in the space.
She hadn't eaten all morning and was now starving.
Previously, after bringing the Tartars' cattle and sheep back into her spatial storage on the grasslands, Lu Qiqi kept some for herself.
After all, she was the one who was going to raise tigers, and the rabbits in her space could barely feed Xiao Ye.
The cattle and sheep are kept in the space, which serves two purposes: firstly, they can be raised and bred, and secondly, they can be kept to provide her with a treat.
Last night, Lu Qiqi cooked a pot of mutton soup. Drinking a sip of mutton soup on a winter's day is pure bliss.
However, for some reason, she felt a slight itch on the back of her hand while cooking today.
She glanced at the yams she had dug up in the space and couldn't help but wonder if it was the yam's juice that caused her allergic reaction.
I didn't have these symptoms before?
The broth is ready, and its aroma fills the air.
Without thinking too much, she took a small bite, put on her thick clothes, and left the space, ready to share it with Song Yanqing.
The guard lifted the tent flap, and Lu Qiqi rubbed her hands together and stomped her feet to shake off the remaining snow so as not to bring it into the tent and make it wet.
Song Yanqing's tent always had plenty of charcoal fire, but today when Lu Qiqi entered the tent, she found it even colder than outside, where it was snowing and there was no wind.
When Shijiu saw Lu Qiqi, he immediately sent someone to fetch charcoal.
It wasn't until Lu Qiqi sat back on the low couch that she realized that the charcoal fire had been so plentiful because she had been huddled in the large tent.
Soon, two basins of charcoal were brought to her.
Song Yanqing glanced at her, then continued pointing to the defense map on the desk, instructing An Yi on what to do.
"Once you've finished your business, remember to have Vice General Lu take some men and go there again."
After receiving the order, An Yi led Nineteen out of the camp.
There were already nineteen dishes laid out on the low table.
Lu Qiqi snapped her fingers, and the mutton soup she had cooked in her space appeared in the center of the low table.
Before she could speak, Song Yanqing walked over and sat down on the low couch.
What happened to your hand?
With just one glance, Song Yanqing noticed that Lu Qiqi's hands were quite different from those of yesterday.
"Why is it so red?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Qiqi looked down at her hands.
You won't believe it until you see it!
Her hands are so swollen, they look like steamed buns!
These symptoms don't look like an allergy; it's clearly frostbite!
Song Yanqing's lips tightened instantly. He said, "Let me see."
Upon hearing this, Lu Qiqi stretched out a hand and placed it in Song Yanqing's palm.
As if recalling something, Song Yanqing said, "I shouldn't have let you go crazy yesterday. If I had known this would happen, I should have done it myself."
Did he personally throw snowballs at An Yi and Shi Jiu?
What kind of insane operation was that?
If that's the case, from now on, they'll probably tremble at the mere mention of a snowball fight.
"It's not that serious, it's just frostbite. I'll get some medicine to apply to my hands, and it will be fine in no time."
After saying that, Lu Qiqi tried to pull her hand back, but Song Yanqing held it even tighter.
Even more incredibly, her hand was completely enveloped in his palm.
Seeing that the mutton soup was about to cool down, Lu Qiqi, ignoring her flushed face, pulled her hand back.
Having successfully broken free from the large hand, the warmth on the back of her hand vanished abruptly. She said, "The food is getting cold. After I finish eating, I'll go to the wounded soldiers' camp to find some medicinal herbs."
This time, Song Yanqing didn't say much. After picking up his chopsticks and serving some food to Lu Qiqi, he then shoveled a mouthful of rice into his own mouth.
Neither of them noticed that Song Yanqing's ear tips were slightly red.
After Lu Qiqi finished eating, she found herself holding a hand warmer.
This was something Song Yanqing forced on her; it was warm and cozy, and she liked it very much.
So she took the hand warmer, put on her cloak, and went to the wounded soldiers' camp with Nineteen.
When Nineteen lifted the curtain of the wounded soldiers' camp, Lu Qiqi saw the doctors in the camp bustling about.
She then realized that quite a few soldiers had come to the wounded soldiers' camp for medical treatment.
In winter, if there is no fighting and no injuries, there is only one reason why soldiers come to the camp.
That's frostbite!
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