The girl had already been sent into her room, Yin Chan should also be woken up, she was being treated, and what Ming Tian had to do now was to make her a food she could eat.

Mingtian, who has adapted to the environment of the dining room, looks at the kitchen of the inn, it is like a garbage dump, and the vegetables and fruits placed are a little shriveled, but at least they have not been rancid.

"There are so few types." Different from the dining room, after all, it is still the period of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and there are still very few options for folk ingredients.

Mingtian usually digs all kinds of wild vegetables to cook in the wild, but the processing process is more advanced, so it is more delicious.

And now, seeing that Xiao Xinzhu took out two taels of silver to the innkeeper, Ming Tian knew that pure hulled rice was a precious grain, and this inn still relied on smuggling to get seven or eight catties of pure hulled rice, which ordinary people don't have.

This made Ming Tian, who had never been in contact with the ancient low-level people, really gain some insight.

It's just half a catty of pure hulled rice, and the Northern and Southern Dynasties actually want to sell it for 1,500 Wen, robbery? This kind of rice can only be regarded as second-class rice in modern times, right? It's just half a catty, be polite to the familiar rice shop owner, and people will send it directly, right?

What is the concept of fifteen hundred texts? Converted into modern money, and then referring to the purchasing power gap between the North and the South and modern times, it is equivalent to 20,000 or 30,000 yuan in cash.

Counting the other half two, the total will be more than 30,000 yuan!

Mom, it took 30,000 yuan to save a slave, and if you want to put it in modern times, my mother knows that she has to beat me into meat sauce and make canned luncheon meat and sell it.

However, since it was saved, it cannot be regretted.

Boil water to cook porridge, Ming Tian took a little bit of all the vegetables that could be seen, cut them very finely and threw them into the porridge to cook together, and put a total of seventeen or eighteen kinds of ingredients into it.

I don't care about the combination of flavors or anything, anyway, if you put so much, no matter how bad it is, it won't be so bad.

Put oil on the wok, pour down the mutton chopped into meat sauce and stir-fry, then add water, add salt and caramel and ginger and other ingredients, stir-fry This cooking technique quickly stimulates the aroma of mutton, and finally puts down the tofu, Mingtian made a bowl of tofu mutton soup for her.

In her case, her body functions have reached the critical point of strike, and she should eat some easily digestible food first, if she is given something to lose fat intestines, she is afraid that she will die.

Of course, fat sausage was invented at the end of the Tang Dynasty, and I didn't have to slip if I wanted to.

It took two hours until two or three o'clock in the morning.

With a porridge and a soup, Ming Tian cautiously returned to his room, but saw everyone gathered in front of the bed, staring at the slave girl lying on the bed.

The slave girl had woken up, and Yin Chan was feeding her medicine.

"Ming Tian Gongzi." Before he had time to go up to take a look, Zhaoyu was the first to come up and stop Ming Tian's whereabouts, and pointed to the slave girl on the bed with some dissatisfaction: "Can you explain what is going on?" She's a two-legged sheep, isn't she? ”

"Zhaoyu, don't say it." Xiao Xinzhu turned his head sideways and patted her shoulder.

Zhaoyu suddenly showed some signs of anger: "Miss, it's not that I said you, there must be a limit to a good conscience, you are a Di tribe should know best, this is obviously a two-legged sheep who defected, if her master of the Qiang tribe knows, she will definitely come to take revenge on us." ”

Although Zhaoyu spoke bluntly, he really cared about Xiao Xinzhu.

Xiao Xinzhu's face suddenly darkened, but her eyes were still firm, and after a long time, she said, "I won't see death without help." ”

"Miss, you..." Zhaoyu was speechless for a while, and he seemed to be angry. I don't care about you anymore! ”

With that, she stomped her foot and left the room in a huff!

This little girl.

Ming Tian glanced at her and didn't say much.

"Don't blame her, she just cares too much about me." Xiao Xinzhu's voice carried a hint of guilt.

It is true that the contact was not long, but Zhaoyu's concern for Xiao Xinzhu Ming Tian saw it in his eyes, and he knew three points, otherwise she would not have risked breaking into the palace to save Xiao Xinzhu.

I'm afraid that in Zhaoyu's eyes, there is nothing important except for Xiao Xinzhu, and even Xiao Xinzhu's status in her mind may be higher than that of her father.

Her thinking pattern completely revolves around Xiao Xinzhu.

Moreover, the relationship between the two of them is so good that even if Zhaoyu is a subordinate, they can complain to Xiao Xinzhu.

"Go find her." Ming Tian said indifferently.

This Nizi's idea can't be done by herself, and if she wants to persuade her, she can only persuade her daughter-in-law.

Xiao Xinzhu nodded gloomily and left the room.

In front of the bed, there were only An Luo and Yin Chan.

The slave girl had woken up and was sitting on the bed as if it were a piece of wood, without the slightest reaction.

Yin Chan fed her medicine, and she just mechanically obeyed orders, opening her mouth and swallowing.

In the empty eyes, there is no breath of a living person at all.

"How is she?" Ming Tian asked.

After feeding the last mouthful of medicine, Yin Chan rubbed his sleepy eyes: "The state is very bad, ribs are cracked, finger strain, bruises and muscle tears are many... Forget it, just report her injuries, I'm afraid I will have to talk about it for half an hour. ”

Hearing this, I looked at the glazed-eyed slave girl on the bed, and there was no emotion in her eyes except despair.

The eyes that occasionally moved, every time they came into contact with any of Ming Tian, Yin Chan and An Luo, they would retract in fear.

She's just a child.

"It is no exaggeration to say that her physical state, put on anyone present, should be dead by now, what kind of strong will to survive can support her to live until now..."

Speaking of this, Yin Chan paused and did not continue.

Looking at this child, that miserable face, that face that was beaten and could barely be recognized as a human face, but anyone with a conscience would have sympathy.

What kind of brute would torture a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl like this?

"How are you?" stepped forward and patted the girl slightly.

It may be that after drinking the medicine and getting the bandage, the girl can make the most basic reaction.

Her eyes seemed to be frozen, slowly, and it took a long time to move to Ming Tian's face.

But when her eyes finally focused on Mingtian's face, fear once crept into her heart.

"Yes... I'm sorry..."

The girl didn't know where she got the strength, probably because she was too afraid, she tried her best to get up, knelt in front of Ming Tian, and desperately hit her head against the bed board and kowtowed.

"I'm sorry, uncle, I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore. Please spare me, I won't dare anymore..."

The voice was hoarse, not so much a girl's voice as a duck calling.

She kowtowed desperately, for fear that she would make people angry, and tears flowed out.

You can even see that her tears are pink.

That's because of overcrying, the tear ducts bleed to shed pink tears.

She was even more frightened when she saw her tears dripping on the white quilt.

Even crawling, she climbed out of bed and kowtowed to Ming Tian again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry uncle, I soiled your quilt, I'm sorry, please don't punish me... I don't dare anymore..."

Dignity, no, it can even be said that her personality has been shattered.

Watching her kowtow vigorously, Ming Tian stretched out his hand and blocked it between her forehead and the floor.

The girl looked up and looked at the handsome stranger in front of her.

Also looking at this girl, Ming Tian showed a gentle smile: "Don't worry, you're safe." ”

At this second, the Ming Tian in this girl's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of golden holy light.

God, as if he had come!

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