Chapter 88 Sample Special
Not long after they left, ten people came out of the military camp, carrying baskets and bags, and drove a mule cart carrying goods directly to the gate of Baolinju.
Lin Xiaoqi, who had just returned, jumped out of the car and said to his men, "Divide into groups. One group will go to the backyard to pick vegetables, and the other group will carry the acorn flour. This is a private residence, so behave yourself."
"yes!"
With orderly footsteps, a line of soldiers entered the courtyard.
In the backyard, Song Liyun and Song Zhenping have already sorted out the area of vegetable seedlings that can be harvested.
As soon as Lin Xiaoqi's people arrived, they could put the vegetables into the baskets.
Han Ming led his men to move the shelled and soaked acorns. These acorns only needed to be ground into flour and mixed with fine grains to make cakes and steamed corn bread.
Wang Qi didn't rest either, and followed Lin Xiaoqi here again.
Seeing Han Ming with a bruised face and nose, he burst into laughter: "Big Han, are you convinced now?"
Han Ming was busy with his work now, and he didn't want to compete with Wang Qi anymore. He just smiled faintly and said, "If General Wang hadn't wrapped himself in cloth, I would have accepted his defeat."
Wang Qi looked at his arm, which had been bandaged tightly by the military doctor when he returned to the garrison. He almost broke it, and snorted, "It's just a minor injury. It will be fine tomorrow!"
Two large baskets of tender cabbage, two hundred kilograms of acorns, and dozens of kilograms of acorn flour were sent back to the garrison, and Captain Luo personally stood at the gate of the barracks to greet them.
As soon as he saw the mules and horses approaching, he immediately stepped forward and lifted the cotton cloth covering the basket. When the fresh, tender vegetable leaves inside came into view, Captain Luo laughed heartily: "Pass the order down, everyone in the station will have an extra meal tonight, a large vegetable bun for each person."
If Song Liyun knew that her cabbage was made into buns, she would be heartbroken.
But there are more than 120 people in the garrison now, and there are only 50 kilograms of vegetables in the basket, which is not enough to eat.
Of course, the chefs of the garrison were reluctant to waste food like this. After careful arrangements by professionals, everyone in the garrison was finally able to eat fresh vegetables for a few days.
The dumplings that Lin Xiaoqi sent back were cooked separately and became the "special supply" for Captain Luo and several generals.
Tasting the first-cut leeks inside, Captain Luo slammed the table and cursed, "Those two bastards Zhou Xiang and Lin Tao, they had lunch but didn't even invite me!
Tomorrow morning, we'll have a drill. Let all those bastards who went to the Song family for dinner today run ten extra laps."
In the barracks, ten small flags also gathered together. Zhou Xiaoqi and Lin Xiaoqi were wrapped in quilts, tied up tightly and thrown into the corner, while the others gathered around a basin to grab food.
Lin Xiaoqi cursed loudly from under the quilt: "Wang Qi, you bastard, who ate alone and brought back the food?"
No one paid any attention to what he said.
"These two guys are not decent." A bearded Xiaoqi stared wide-eyed as he searched for pig intestines in the basin.
"That's right, he didn't even bring back some rotten meat." Another little flag grabbed a piece of pig intestine and quickly put it into his mouth.
"What's even more infuriating is that they ate rotten meat and drank alcohol!" the third person complained.
Half a basin of leftovers, two baskets of fresh vegetables, everything in Suijinwei is as lively as Chinese New Year.
In the town, Xue Zhuang had a gloomy face and drank silently.
He didn't know that Zhou Xiaoqi and his friends went to the Song family for lunch today, but he heard about it after the garrison went to move the food.
I immediately regretted it so much.
At noon, Mrs. Cui was harassed by a drunkard and cried for a long time.
She scolded Xu Yan'er for being blind and jumping into this fire pit, scolded Xue Zhuang for marriage fraud, and scolded Song Liyun for harming her daughter. Now she is still not self-disciplined, attracting bees and butterflies at home, luring men to run to her.
When Xue Zhuang heard this, he thought that the old woman was crazy and didn't think about it carefully.
If he had known that the Song family had invited two small flags and several soldiers from the garrison to dinner today, he would have shamelessly gone to join in the fun and get along with everyone.
Now, a great opportunity has been lost.
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In a two-story courtyard in the town, the door was closed and the air in the room, which was covered with thick cotton curtains, was turbid and stuffy.
Jin Sanchong lay on the kang, groaning while covering the gauze around his neck.
A woman in her thirties came into the room carrying tea.
Jin Sanzhong asked irritably, "Did anyone call you?"
The woman lowered her head and whispered, "I've called him. Master Huang said he'll be here soon."
"Hmph! I told you you're the reincarnation of a dead mosquito! Oh, oh, oh, you're going to die or pay the money? I can't even hear you clearly."
Jin Sanchong became more and more anxious and cursed angrily, but as soon as he spoke loudly, the blood on the gauze around his neck spread again.
That damn monster really wanted to kill me.
Two days have passed, and the wound is still bleeding.
The woman was obviously very afraid of Jin Sanchong. When he scolded her, she became even more frightened and even her hands were shaking as she served the tea.
Seeing the gauze around Jin Sanchong's neck was once again stained with blood, she hurriedly whispered, "Master San, it's time to change your gauze again."
Jin Sanzhong snorted, "You know you should change it, but you still don't. You're a dead man! Hurry up and find some gold wound ointment."
The woman got up and stumbled out again to find ointment and boil some hot water.
When she was changing the dressing for Jin Sanchong, there was a knock on the courtyard door. Soon, a middle-aged man wearing a sheepskin robe, with a goatee and a somewhat sanctimonious look, came into the room carrying a dark-colored small bag.
"Master Huang, help me!"
When he saw the man coming, Jin Sanchong turned over and knelt on the kang, kowtowed to the middle-aged man, regardless of the wound on his neck that was still bleeding.
"Hey! What's wrong with you?" Huang Changsheng stepped forward, supported Jin Sanchong and asked with concern.
"Master Huang, I was collecting firewood outside the town a few days ago and encountered something unclean. I must have been hurt by an evil spirit!" Jin Sanchong's face was full of fear.
"Hey! Come, let's take a look first. I brought everything with me."
Huang Changsheng opened the small package and took out a stack of yellow paper, a few chicken feathers, and a brush dipped in cinnabar.
When Jin Sanchong saw those things, he felt relieved and quickly lay down again with the help of the woman.
Huang Changsheng first muttered something to himself, then picked up the cold water next to him, put it in his mouth and sprayed it left and right, and then removed the gauze on Jin Sanchong's neck.
At first glance, Huang Changsheng's heart suddenly trembled and he took a breath of cold air.
There was a deep blood groove on the back of Jin Sanchong's neck, and his scalp was curled up. Although he had applied ointment, the wound was white and blood was oozing out.
He made a living by exorcising evil spirits in Suijin Town, and he had never seen a "ghost" hurt anyone like this.
"What happened to you? It doesn't look like it was caused by a ghost."
"Don't worry about what the injury is, just treat it for me quickly!" Jin Sanchong urged.
Ever since he was injured by the evil spirit outside the "haunted house" that night, he has been hiding at home and dared not go out. He asked his wife to apply ointment on the wound on his neck, but after two days of treatment, the wound did not heal and began to become red, swollen and bleeding, becoming more and more painful.
He thought that since he was injured by an evil spirit, the ointment could not cure it, so it would be better to let Master Huang perform a ritual to exorcise the evil spirit.
Huang Changsheng frowned as he looked at the wound: Jin Sanchong must have gone to the Ji family's haunted house.
The two people who died outside the town a few years ago had such wounds on their bodies. Their skin and flesh were turned over and they bled to death.
(End of this chapter)
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