Chapter 1156: Hot Chicken Soup (Page 1/1)

If ordinary people hear that someone looks like themselves, as long as it is not for special reasons, they should not react like this.

So George had a gut feeling that Jiang Yi must have said something, and he had been racking his brains to wonder why he felt Jiang Yi familiar.

When he heard what was being said, he thought that Jiang Yi was talking about something, so George would quickly ask.

"It's nothing, maybe there's chicken soup to drink in a while." Du Chenfeng's tone was complicated and authentic.

At the same time, I thought to myself, there should be his share.

Although it can be seen that Jiang Yi is not chasing him like other little girls, her ruthlessness also has a bottom line, as if she helped him treat his wounds just now, and gave him all the gauze on her face.

So in order to have a bowl of chicken soup to drink on such a cold day, Du Chenfeng decided to talk less.

And Jiang Yi was looking left and right at this moment.

After a few days of heavy rain, there was not even a large piece of dry land on the mountain, the only piece was the place where they were staying temporarily, the drier place was occupied by Du Chenfeng and George, and the rest was given to the big white tooth and the child, and it was necessary to ensure that a few injured people could not be caught in the rain again.

The rest are crowded on the edge, and the rain still sweeps in from time to time, and the people in Zhou Tingyuan's team take off their raincoats and cover them together, trying to make the space as large as possible, but under the temporary canopy, they can only block the rain, and don't think about the wind.

After Jiang Yi took a closer look, he immediately ran over and said to Zhou Tingyuan, who had spent a lot of effort to light the fire: "Zhou Tingyuan, I still have a rainproof cloth in my bag, let's cover it all here, when the rain can't come in, it can still block the wind, plus if you make a fire, you can get warmer, and they will be more comfortable." ”

Zhou Tingyuan's team members were very curious about Jiang Yi's backpack, it was like a treasure chest, and they were all stunned when they saw Jiang Yi turn out a thick roll of rainproof cloth.

But they can't rest yet, they have to get firewood.

The firewood is all wet, you have to find a way to make the fire first, and then smoke more firewood for cooking, when the village was flooded, a lot of things were not taken out, and the wooden houses where the hunters lived on the mountain were also washed down, but fortunately, the iron pot or something was still there, find a few stones to build a stove, and then dig some wild vegetables to cook and eat.

When the fire is lit, I will dig up some wild vegetables and cook them.

Jiang Yi has always been very attentive in front of others, but because he is too relaxed in front of Zhou Tingyuan, he often has it

Waiting for everyone to light the fire and cover the rain cloth, the space they were staying in immediately warmed a lot. Jiang Yi didn't expect that the more than ten hens she swept to replenish Zhou Tingyuan's body would be used here, but a few children, the elderly, and pregnant women are now cold and hungry, and if they continue like this, they will definitely catch a cold.

Mainly from the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, the chicken meat of the hen belongs to yin, which is more suitable for pregnant women, the elderly and the frail and the long-term sick and weak to eat. And the old hens due to the growing period

"Zhou Tingyuan,"

Zhou Tingyuan looked at the dozen or so chickens that were taken out by Jiang Yi and placed on the ground,

The hot chicken soup was only seasoned with some salt, in fact, there were many things in Jiang Yi's space besides chicken and salt, and it was no problem to cook a table of meals now, but she couldn't take it out.

She was carrying a big bag when she came, and now it is surprising that so many chickens and noodles are taken out of it at once, after all, who would carry these with him

Any more will arouse suspicion,

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