Hungry people are particularly sensitive to the smell of food.
The aroma of meat penetrated into their nostrils.
"Your Highness, this smells like meat!"
Lu Chen was extremely surprised. If he hadn’t been concerned about someone, he would have jumped eight feet high!
He skillfully took out a silver needle from his sleeve and inserted it into the minced meat.
"Non-toxic." Lu Chen's mouth was almost stretched to his ears. "Your Highness, we are saved!"
Xiao Jingzhou stared at the minced meat in the wooden bowl, his heart beating rapidly. He saw with his own eyes that the minced meat appeared out of thin air.
He was familiar with various classics and had never seen such a bizarre thing.
I only heard my mother talk about strange stories when I was young, and there were similar stories in them.
"Your Highness, eat quickly. The aroma of this meat is too tempting. If it gets to the officials, it will be bad news."
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Amid the urging, Xiao Jingzhou picked up the minced meat and put it into his mouth. It was fresh and fragrant, melting in his mouth, but the saltiness was very light.
It had been so long since he had tasted meat that Xiao Jingzhou could hardly hold back the sourness in his nose.
He saw Lu Chen staring at the wooden bowl and swallowing his saliva, so he pushed the wooden bowl forward.
"You eat something too, and take another bowl to your grandmother and uncle."
Lu Chen was obviously stunned. He licked his lips and wanted to say that he was not hungry, but his stomach made a loud noise.
Xiao Jingzhou looked at his blushing face and twitched the corners of his mouth.
I couldn't bear to eat the dried earthworms, and thought of leaving them for him. How could that fill my stomach?
Lu Chen also learned to pick up some minced meat and poured it into a bowl with a smile, then trotted over to deliver it to the people in the general's mansion.
As soon as he left, Xiao Jingzhou held the wooden bowl and began to think, trying to figure out how to create what he wanted out of thin air.
Before he could delve deeper into the matter, he heard a mournful female voice.
"Ning'er! My Ning'er."
When Xiao Jingzhou heard the sound, he looked and saw a woman holding a little girl with disheveled hair and sitting on the ground screaming.
That woman...is my aunt Zhou.
There are constant sad sounds, I'm afraid it's not good.
Xiao Jingzhou's heart sank. He quickly put away the wooden bowl and walked quickly in Zhou's direction.
"Ning'er, open your eyes and look at your mother. Wait until she agrees to raise rabbits for you and give you candy every day."
"Oh my God, I only have this one daughter. Please, let her go."
Gu Zhenbei was a tough guy on the battlefield, a man who didn't even cry out in pain when the enemy's swords cut his flesh and bones. Now he was kneeling on the ground and begging God to spare his daughter's life.
Old Madam Gu couldn't bear to see the scene before her, so she turned aside and wiped her tears secretly.
When Xiao Jingzhou arrived and saw this scene, he hurried forward to check on his cousin Gu Yining.
"Aunt, what happened to cousin Ning'er?"
Zhou Shuyun raised her head, tears welling up in her eyes, her voice hoarse and filled with tears:
"Ning'er felt unwell while traveling this morning. Her brother carried her on his back all the way and only then found out that she had a high fever and was unconscious."
"Your Highness, please save Ning'er. She is only seven years old."
Seeing that Xiao Jingzhou didn't say anything, Zhou Shuyun also knew that what she said was inappropriate.
Now there is not even food to eat, how can we get medicine?
But she had no choice but to ask for help. She was willing to sacrifice her own life if it could allow her daughter to survive.
Gu Shijie supported his mother Zhou Shuyun to prevent her from falling down in excitement, and his eyes were full of hope when he looked at Xiao Jingzhou.
He was the first one to notice that his younger sister was unwell, and he kept looking for herbs along the way.
But this dead forest is full of dead branches and leaves, and there are only a few dry weeds left, let alone finding a single herb.
Xiao Jingzhou looked at Gu Yining, whose face was flushed, sweat was on his forehead, and his lips were chapped.
He lifted up Gu Yining's right hand, found the right position for the base of the thumb and pressed down.
"When I had a high fever as a child, the imperial physician gave me acupuncture... right at the base of my thumb."
Xiao Jingzhou said softly: "Aunt, please press on my cousin for a while, it will reduce the fever. Remember not to overdo it, or it may backfire."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
The family of three kept thanking him, as if this could save their daughter.
Xiao Jingzhou said ashamedly: "It's just a small favor, uncle and aunt, why should you be polite? In the end, it's me who has caused you trouble."
Gu Zhenbei put away his sad expression and said with indignation: "Your Highness, there is no need to blame yourself. You sympathize with the suffering of the people and speak up for them. This is a blessing for the country.
If Your Highness had not personally escorted the food and fodder three years ago, I am afraid that Shijie and I would have been trapped and died by the enemy.
Today, aristocratic families dominate the political arena and external relatives interfere in government affairs. Your Majesty is no longer the same Majesty as before. ”
Thinking of his ancestors of the Zhenbei General’s Mansion, three generations were loyal to the emperor and served the country. They had been on the battlefield for many years, forced back the barbarian army, chased after the enemy, and left many brave men buried deep in the battlefield.
However, he was accused of having his own army and intending to rebel, and his entire family was exiled.
"Uncle, I have some minced meat here. You can fill your stomach." After Xiao Jingzhou said this, Lu Chen quickly brought it to him.
There were people from the Gu family all around, and Zhou's crying made the other prisoners retreat, so Xiao Jingzhou was not worried about being discovered.
Gu Zhenbei was surprised: "There is no grass growing here, it looks so withered and desolate, where did this come from?"
It was a life-and-death situation, so Xiao Jingzhou did not hide anything. He handed the wooden bowl to him and told him about the old monk exchanging the wooden bowl for half a bun.
Gu Zhenbei was shocked for a long time, but he knew Xiao Jingzhou's character and he would not use strange ideas to deceive him at this time.
"That's great, God won't let me die," Gu Zhenbei cried with joy.
Then, he paused, "Your Highness, can you please wish for the old immortal to grant you medicine?"
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Jiang Zhenyu had to choose between calling the police and hugging Zhaocai tightly, but finally she chose to take him home.
Instead of being outside in the hot summer to enjoy the baptism of sunshine, she would rather go home and share a room with the wooden bowl that has become a spirit.
But when she faced the empty wooden bowl, she began to feel troubled again.
I don’t know what to do with this weird bowl.
After thinking for a long time, she decided to put the bowl in her master's grave.
It’s impossible that even his own descendants can’t recognize the heirloom items from his master’s family.
As she was about to put the wooden bowl away, an idea suddenly popped into her mind.
If this wooden bowl is similar to a wormhole in time and space, then wouldn't she be able to go back to the past?
Jiang Zhenyu's biggest regret in life is that he never got to meet his biological parents while they were still alive.
If this wooden bowl can help her realize her wish, she will burn incense and worship it as the "bowl god" for the rest of her life.
Thinking of going back to the past, Jiang Zhenyu held Zhaocai and approached the wooden bowl.
"What should I do?"
Recalling how the can of cat food disappeared into the wooden bowl, she placed her hand in the bowl and waited.
Time passed slowly, and five minutes passed without any movement.
Jiang Zhenyu was about to give up when he saw a hard object appear in the palm of his hand.
Long strip, diaphragm hand.
She took her hand out of the wooden bowl, looked down, and saw a dry branch in her palm.
What's going on?
She traded three cat cans for a dead branch?
This is a total loss-making business!
Jiang Zhenyu was a little angry. She rushed to the kitchen to pack up the kitchen waste and wanted to stuff it into a wooden bowl as a "return gift".
But when I thought about the fact that this wooden bowl could teleport things, I became curious about what species was on the other side.
If the other party gets angry and embarrassed, give her something explosive.
Both she and Zhaocai are finished.
Concerns about the unknown dissuaded her from littering.
Jiang Zhenyu threw the dead branch back.
With the experiences from the previous two times, she was able to face it calmly when she saw the dead branches disappear this time.
I thought the other party would pass something over.
I waited for a long time, my eyes were sore, but I didn't see anything.
She remembered that Zhaocai was still hungry, so she changed the bowl and poured cat food in it, and opened three cans of cat food as compensation for not noticing that it was hungry these days.
After feeding Zhaocai, Jiang Zhenyu felt his palms were sticky and uncomfortable.
I remembered that I had just put my hand on the edge of the wooden bowl and my shaking hand touched the cat can soup.
She stood up and said, "Forget it, I'll just clean you up and keep you."
Then she picked up the wooden bowl and went into the kitchen to rinse it.
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