The vast grassland, as far as the eye can see.

The army had just walked across, and a sparsely trodden road could still be seen on the grass.

The grass is full of traps, and there are quagmires every step of the way, and those quagmires are bottomless, and once you step into them, the quagmire will swallow everyone's precious life.

Xiao Jiang squatted on the ground slowly, rubbed his sore calves, and his head was heavy and wooden.

There wasn't much luggage on his body, and the food had already been eaten, but it was still very heavy.

How nice would it be if you could lie down and get some sleep?

At this time, a comrade came up to him: "Little ghost, what kind of march are you?" At your speed, you won't be able to go out for three years. ”

Xiao Jiang puffed out his face and got angry, and the comrade laughed, picked up the empty food bag and gun on his body, and walked side by side with him, he was very tall, he was a very burly man, but his eyes were deep-set, his face was sallow, but he was in good spirits, chatting with Xiao Jiang all the way and cheering him up.

He is not a comrade who has fallen behind, but he is worried about a few of them who have fallen behind, so he deliberately chased after him to find someone.

"Come on."

The comrade looked at the darkening sky, and then at Xiao Jiang, who was getting slower and slower, frowned, and put Xiao Jiang behind him, "Go, I'll carry you on my back." ”

"Nope."

Little ginger is in a hurry. It was cold again, everyone was hungry, no one had extra strength, he felt heavy on his shoulders when he carried an empty food bag, not to mention a big living person?

The light on the horizon was swallowed up, and when night fell, Xiao Jiang desperately begged him to put himself down, but it was useless to say anything, he still carried Xiao Jiang on his back, and walked forward with staggering steps, without stopping a single step.

It began to rain in the sky, and the rain poured down, and the steps became more and more difficult, and there was no light in the darkness, and it was pitch black in front of me, so I could only grope my way forward.

Suddenly, Xiao Jiang felt his body sinking.

"Imp, get out of here, I'm stuck in ...... It's in the quagmire. ”

Xiao Jiang was stunned for a while, not knowing what to do, and the next moment, he was thrown aside by the comrades under him.

"Let's go, we can't both of us!"

Listening to the trembling sound in his ears, Xiao Jiang's heart was cold, tears blurred his eyes, he desperately reached out to grab this comrade, and grabbed it hard, but the other party still sank inch by inch, and soon there was no top.

"Whew!"

There seemed to be footsteps around him, Xiao Jiang's mind was blank, and he only felt that his body was light, and he was dragged aside.

"Someone's down there?"

Xiao Jiang heard a slightly hoarse female voice, looked up, and saw a head of black hair, a girl lying on the ground, gloved hands like afterimages, quickly digging away the mud and water, he didn't have time to speak, just heard the girl's voice raised: "Catch, drag!" ”

Countless black human heads rushed from behind, all prostrate on the ground, dragging their legs and waists and tearing desperately.

Xiao Jiang's heart shook, and he rushed over to help.

Maybe only a few seconds, maybe a dozen seconds, Xiao Jiang saw that the comrade was covered with a thick layer of mud, and he was picked up and floated out of the quagmire.

"Comrade!!"

Little Jiang cried.

Fang Ruohua calmly cleaned the other party's mouth and nose, heart compression, and artificial respiration.

Xiao Jiang knelt on the side, his eyes rolling with Fang Ruohua's actions, and his eyes were wooden.

Fortunately, it didn't take long, and in the blink of an eye, the man let out a breath and coughed violently.

Xiao Jiang's heart was finally put back in his stomach, and big tears rolled down.

Su Zhe and the group of students also sat on the ground sweating profusely, panting heavily: "My mother, when we get home, maybe we can save our lives and participate in the back marathon, not to mention what the ranking is, but running down, there must be no big problem." ”

Fang Ruohua chuckled: "Let's go." ”

Her parents, Fang Xiao and Xia Fen, were preparing food and warm clothes not far in front.

"We should bring all the food here, discuss it, and see what kind of food is more appropriate."

If it is for Su Zhe and the other twenty-one people to eat, even if it takes half a year and eight months, Fang Ruohua can afford to supply it just by buying food from the Universe Mall, but if it is for the large army to eat, it is really a few meals, I am afraid that they will have signs of bankruptcy.

It's okay to say that clothes and other supplies can only be bought once, but food is something to eat.

Not to mention tens of thousands of people, even thousands of people chew it, and their families may not be able to afford it. Since it is difficult to get such a time and space, the Fang family of three still wants to be as perfect as possible, not only to starve to death, but to let these ancestors nourish their bodies a little, become healthier, stronger, and live longer.

This matter is a bit difficult, but fortunately, Xu Lan is kind-hearted, and it is estimated that it is also to please Fang Ruohua, and think of a way for them that is not a solution.

Now that there is no way back to the modern side, Xu Lan is leading people to work hard to eliminate the impact, and there can be no big fluctuations, but the key that Fang Ruohua has that can open the door of the hour is now repairing itself, recovering a little energy, and can connect to another small time and space.

The small space-time connection is random, and it may be a place that Fang Ruohua has set foot in, even if it is not a place where she has been, it is very likely to be a related space-time, after all, it is relatively easy to locate.

It stands to reason that if it is a relatively peaceful era, it is not difficult to buy a batch of food for emergency relief with money alone, but now, Fang Ruohua is still a little helpless.

Her key is currently a crippled baby, and at this time, there can only be a few people at most to go back and forth between the two planes, her own house can't get by, and the gold, silver and jewelry can't get by, and it takes a lot of spiritual power to bring a set of clothes with her.

In other words, he can only rely on the strength of a few people, and he is still a black household, collecting materials over there to supply the large army here.

Fang Ruohua was mentally prepared to return in vain at the beginning, but fate has always loved her, and always paved the way for her without a trace.

Fortunately, they happened to open the door and opened to a small time and space similar to the 'Red Mansion', and there was a certain time difference, staying in the Red Mansion for ten days, and the derivative time and space of the text would only pass for about a day.

The 'Red Mansion' was in its heyday, and although the poor people were poor, the nobles lived a life of luxury.

Fang Ruohua was more familiar with this hour, so he went through it to do disguise, dressed as a handsome boy, traveled thousands of miles for the first time, and coincidentally rescued Xue Pan when he met the robbers, and saved Xue Pan once.

Knowing that Xue Pan was in distress, she still listened to the gossip at the beginning, and this time she had a bit of luck, and sure enough, as she expected, these small details did not change much.

Fang Ruohua actually thought about pretending to be a relative of the Jia family, a relative of the Wang family, or something, to grab the first pot of gold, but after thinking about it, it was better for Xue Pan to fool, and the Jia family, the Wang family, and the relationship were quite time-consuming and laborious.

As for pretending to be a ghost, doesn't it take a lot of time to arrange it in advance?

In such an era when news does not spread smoothly, it is not so easy to become famous.

As a result, Fang Ruohua turned into a noble son who was born in a family, has good knowledge, but does not take the usual path, likes to travel around, and follows the words of his master, does not get tired of eating, and is very good at eating.

It is said that the gentleman is far away from cooking, he is proficient in the way of easy teeth, and when it comes to eating, Fang Ruohua only said to Xue Pan, wanting to revive the famous 'concubine night banquet' in the previous dynasty.

Xue Pan is also a lively person, and in terms of luxury, Xue Pan is definitely not a representative of money, never takes money seriously, Fang Ruohua is his life-saving benefactor, what if you want to cook and try to make a few dishes?

Of course, he spared no effort to support it.

Hundreds of chickens, hundreds of ducks, and hundreds of geese only take the best parts of the dishes, and throw away the rest.

A tofu soup is served with countless chicken, duck and fish.

Xue Pan took this kind of thing for granted at all, and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Relying on Xue Pan's hype, of course, the Baiwei seasoning purchased by Fang Ruohua and her good cooking skills are also a huge signboard, and soon, Fang Ruohua became famous in the aristocratic circle.

However, in a few days, the famous families in the capital wanted to book a table of Fang Gongzi's concubine night banquet and enjoy the treatment of the royal family of the previous dynasty.

Fang Ruohua occupied the Xue family's other courtyard and made a table for three days for the children of the nobles in the capital to enjoy.

If you want to eat delicious food, of course, all kinds of materials must be provided by these noble children, plus the loss, they can eat a table of meals, and they can give Fang Ruohua a cart of surplus ingredients, just the 'scraps' left over from cooking, so that one hundred and eighty people can have a full meal without the slightest problem.

In addition, Fang Gongzi's instructions to cook can't be done in vain, the money still has to be collected, and the experiment with new dishes is even more depleted, anyway, Fang Ruohua is not lacking in any delicacies and seas now.

Although on the bright side are the leftover ingredients of these aristocratic children who let the ancestors eat, but really speaking, it doesn't seem to be able to say who eats whose leftovers, anyway, in Fang Ruohua's place, the most important thing is to make a big pot of dishes, and the food of those aristocratic sons and brothers is not important.

Well, the old squad leader probably won't mind this detail.

……

The grassland after the rain is so cold that people's bones are cold.

Lao Gao twisted the water from his hair, walked out and looked at the front and back, as the platoon commander, he took a total of 167 wounded soldiers and more than 40 medical personnel.

Among these wounded soldiers were some lightly wounded, and the seriously wounded were left behind, Lao Gao couldn't help but look back, in the vast grassland, he couldn't see the comrades behind him at all.

Lao Gao's newlywed wife is a nurse, and she was organized in the team of the seriously wounded, and the two teams had not been separated three days ago, and he and his wife had a few rare words.

It seems that there is not enough medicine.

Along the way, many comrades left them because of a lack of medicine, which consumed their precious lives little by little.

Lao Gao looked at the wounded in his team, and Xiao Tang was playing a cheerful allegro, which caused bursts of laughter from his comrades.

Xiao Tang is only eleven years old this year, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looks very good, but he is very thin at this time, he still remembers the day when he first saw Xiao Tang, Xiao Tang is good-looking, with red lips and white teeth, and a pair of eyes that are particularly spiritual and very likable, but now this child is hanging his arms, his cheeks are sunken, and his eyes are deeply immersed in his sockets, and his eyes are big and abrupt.

The boy had been refusing to eat a bite of barley noodles for several days, digging up grass roots and eating grass seeds, and he knew that the last half bag of grain in the team was almost gone.

Before they left the army, the chief deliberately distributed more than half of the remaining food to them.

At that time, the chief held Lao Gao's hand and said, "I handed over the wounded to you, and in any case, you have to take them out." ”

Lao Gao swore that he would do it, but it was really difficult, several wounded people had not eaten a bowl of hot rice for three days.

It would be nice to have a bowl of hot soup.

Lao Gao licked his chapped lips, I don't know if he was hallucinating, and suddenly smelled a little strange fragrance in his nose.

The fragrance was so seductive that it drilled into his nose for a while, seducing him so much that he was gurgling desperately in his stomach.

"Boss Gao, Boss Gao!"

Xiao Tang suddenly stopped the allegro in his hand and pointed to the distance not far in front of him in disbelief, "What is that?" ”

Lao Gao looked up and saw that the stars in the sky seemed to have fallen, and the stars were dotted and red.

And cooking smoke.

He could never forget the smoke of the cooking, which he used to see in his house every evening when he came home.

His mother cooked for him.

"Is it Comrade Gao Xiang?"

Su Zhe limped and walked to the front of Lao Gao, "Hello, hello, I can be regarded as seeing you, Comrade Miao Hua said, you are in the back, I have been waiting for you for three hours, hurry, hurry, hurry up and sit down to finish eating, resting." ”

Lao Gao: "Huh? ”

Su Zhe handed over his notebook: "Look at it, this is a letter from your chief." ”

The old high school has been high and small, but he is a high-achieving student, he knows the words, and he also knows the words of his chief.

Looking at the delicate, snow-white pages of paper with strong pen words, Lao Gao burst into tears - his comrades-in-arms were finally saved.

There was a simple shed on the grass, but it was covered by linoleum cloth on all sides, not to mention impermeable, but as soon as I got in, I felt that the cold in my body dissipated a lot.

Lao Gao entered the shed and saw seven or eight people sitting on the haystack inside, and he recognized his old comrade-in-arms Lu Yong at a glance.

Lu Yong had only passed through the quagmire not long ago, and he had not completely recovered at this time, his expression was haggard, half-lying on the haystack, huddled with a small child and talking, and when he looked up and saw Lao Gao, he showed a bright smile.

The two old comrades-in-arms hugged each other tightly.

Su Zhe came over with seven thermoses, poured out the fish soup from them, and handed them to the soldiers one by one.

"It's too cold, drink some soup first, it's just out of the pot, it's still hot."

A huge iron pot was set up on the fire in the shed, and the wooden lid of the iron pot was covered with a towel, and the smoke was billowing up, with a characteristic choking smell.

Su Zhe looked at the time, lifted the lid of the pot, and the rich aroma of meat accompanied by the fragrance of white flour steamed buns came to his face.

"Is it a dream?"

Su Zhe smiled, picked up the big chicken thighs stewed to the bone, and threw them into the wooden bowl, and then sandwiched a browned pastry from the edge of the iron pot, and handed it to one of the wounded: "Open the rice." ”

Large pieces of meat are served with white noodles, stick-noodle cakes, steamed buns, and large bowls of fish soup that are so fresh that you can swallow your tongue.

All the wounded and fighters had red faces.

"Everyone has too little oil and water in their stomachs, so it's good to taste it, but you can't eat too much, so as not to make your stomach upset."

Su Zhe still told a disappointing word.