Chapter 92 Ye Feng: I have to find a way to get my sister out of the kitchen】

"But what?" Ren Hongjun asked.

Lu Ai Dang said seriously: "I just got a new report. The enemy spies in Xiangyang Village... are not simple. You must be careful. Maybe they have dangerous weapons in their hands."

Ren Hongjun's pupils shrank: "Dangerous weapons? You mean..."

"Yes, that's what you think."

Lu Ai Dang nodded, and said: "Tell this to Doctor Ye. If she is still willing to participate, then bring her to the meeting."

Ren Hongjun said: "I know."

...

After sending Huo Qingchi away, Ye Qingyue went to the county.

The village chief didn't ask her to work today. It was probably because of Lu Ai Dang's incident yesterday. The village chief was scared and didn't dare to provoke her again.

Without the trouble of flies, Ye Qingyue was free and went to the county to find Ding Chun.

Ding Chun was very excited when he saw her: "Sister, I sold all the goods you brought in one day!"

She put on makeup and pretended to be a country boy visiting relatives. She wandered around the factory workers' building in the county for a few rounds and sold out all the grain and meat.

Ding Chun could tell from the reactions of those people that the goods Ye Qingyue brought were of good quality, so she raised the price slightly, and some people rushed to buy them, and asked her when she would go again next time.

"Sister, this is your share of money and bills."

Ding Chun took out a small box from under the bed with great effort, took out a stack of bills from it, and handed it to Ye Qingyue.

Ye Qingyue roughly counted and found that there were 120 in money alone, and a lot of bills.

This was obviously higher than the price list she had set for Ding Chun.

Ding Chun scratched her head and said embarrassedly, "Sister, when I sold it, I raised the price a bit and made a lot of money."

It was the first time she had seen so much money.

Although Ye Qingyue said that it all belonged to her.

But Ding Chun didn't dare to take it all, but gave some to Ye Qingyue.

Ye Qingyue couldn't help laughing when she heard it. What an honest child.

"Then I won't be polite." Ye Qingyue took the bill. She was short of money now.

Although she got the "stolen money" from the traffickers, it was difficult to spend it, and it had a high collection value.

Therefore, the money she could use was only a few hundred yuan.

The 120 yuan that Ding Chun got back from selling the goods, as well as the messy tickets, were a considerable income for Ye Qingyue.

"Sister, when will the next transport team come?"

Ding Chun rubbed his hands, looking forward to it.

"The day after tomorrow."

Ye Qingyue said, "I will try my best to get more goods this time."

Ding Chun's eyes lit up, and she said, "Then I will go to the nearby area to inquire about the source of customers in the next two days, and when the goods arrive, I will sell them as soon as possible."

After all, it is summer, and rice and flour can be stored, but meat cannot.

So if you can sell it as soon as possible, you still have to sell it quickly.

Ye Qingyue said "hmm" and was about to leave.

Ding Chun saw her out the door and went in another direction.

Ye Qingyue glanced at her back, which was the way to the hospital.

Back in Xiangyang Village, Ye Qingyue prepared to heat up the dishes left by Ye Xianghong and eat them with Ye Feng.

There was a knock on the back door.

When I opened it, it was Ren Hongjun.

"Doctor Ye, let's talk inside."

Ren Hongjun obviously came here to avoid others and was very careful.

"I have already talked to Uncle Lu, he said he found new information, the village chief may have it."

Ren Hongjun raised his right hand, opened his thumb and index finger, and gestured a designed action.

Ye Qingyue narrowed his eyes, "Gun?"

Ren Hongjun nodded and said, "Even so, do you still want to participate in this operation?"

"Yes."

How could Ye Qingyue be scared off by a gun.

For her family, she dared to face more terrifying things.

Ren Hongjun met Ye Qingyue's firm gaze, and a little more admiration came into his heart.

It is precisely because of people like Ye Qingyue who dare to dedicate themselves to the country that China can stand up unyieldingly under the fire of the great powers!

"Then please ask Dr. Ye to come to this address at 8 o'clock tonight."

Ren Hongjun said, "We will hold a meeting at that time and tell you about the action plan for arresting enemy spies."

He handed Ye Qingyue a piece of paper.

Ye Qingyue looked at the address written on the note and threw it into the stove to burn it.

When he looked up again, Ren Hongjun had left quietly.

"Sister, do you really not need my help?"

Ye Feng's voice came from the front room, "I'm in better health now. Even if I inhale some smoke from the burning fire, it will be okay, right?" "

No need."

Ye Qingyue refused, and said helplessly: "Ah Feng, I already said I can't cook, that was many years ago, can you and elder sister trust me a little...ah, the fire is a little big..."

After a while.

Ye Qingyue: "Ah Feng, the food smells a little burnt, but it doesn't look burnt. Give this to me, you eat something else, I'll take away the firewood, the other dishes should not be burnt..."

Ye Feng: "..."

In the end, Ye Feng still ran into the kitchen, rushed Ye Qingyue to the front room, and took over the job of heating the dishes.

When he returned to the front room with the hot dishes, Ye Qingyue handed him an enamel pot with a smile: "Drink this."

Ye Feng put down his bowl and chopsticks, took the enamel pot in confusion, and found that it was filled with bright red liquid.

At first glance, he thought it was blood.

Ye Feng was startled, but he twitched his nose and sniffed, "Sweet?"

"It's juice."

Ye Qingyue's expression remained unchanged. "I bought it from the county town. It's like malt extract. It's powder at first, but it becomes like this when you dissolve it in water."

"Sister, did you just make juice for me?" Ye Feng held the enamel pot and didn't drink it immediately.

"When I bought it, I tried it. It's not my taste. I thought you would like it, so I bought some."

Ye Qingyue pointed at the enamel pot. "Try it. If you like it, I'll buy you more later."

"Sister, don't waste money... um."

Ye Feng said, and Ye Qingyue moved the enamel pot to his mouth and lifted it.

He was afraid that the juice would spill out and be wasted, so he opened his mouth quickly to drink it.

Then, Ye Feng's eyes lit up: "So sweet! And a little sour..."

Ye Feng, who had never drunk fruit juice, felt like a new world had opened up.

Children of this age find it hard to resist sour and sweet tastes.

"If it tastes good, drink more."

Ye Qingyue held up the enamel pot, not giving Ye Feng a chance to refuse, and let him drink it all.

Ye Qingyue felt relieved only after confirming that Ye Feng had finished drinking it.

This is not fruit juice, but a medicine made from the petals of the parasitic blood flower and sugar water.

Not telling Ye Feng that this is a medicine is also a little trick that doctors use to treat patients.

If patients always take medicine, their mental stress will increase and they will be depressed.

This will cause other problems.

Ye Feng usually takes medicine, and if he is told, he will have to add another medicine.

Even someone as mature as Ye Feng would unconsciously think that his physical condition was very serious, thus developing a negative mentality.

After consideration, Ye Qingyue made up a white lie of "juice" to reduce the psychological pressure of the little brother to take medicine, which was more beneficial to his health.

"Sister, I drank it all, and Mom will not have any to drink soon?"

Ye Feng just came back to his senses from the delicious juice and found that the enamel jar was empty. He couldn't help but feel upset.

He drank too fast just now.

After all, it was the first time he drank something so delicious, and he didn't leave any for Mom...