Chapter 212: Good Medicine

Li Xiaozhen panted and ran back, her face was covered with sweat, and she clapped her hands excitedly and said, "Found it, found it." While shouting happily, he put down the basket behind him.

When Li Xiaozhen took out the freshly picked herbs from the basket, she was surprised to find that Liang Zhaodi had a herb in her hand.

"It has long been recorded in ancient books that herb has the ability to stop vomiting and diarrhea, treat headache and dizziness, strengthen the eyes and spleen, and sweat and relieve the surface...... But if it weren't for the master's reminder, Xiao Zhen would have forgotten about these in a panic," Li Zhenzhen sighed. Liang Zhaodi looked at his basket full of Huoxiang and said, "Can you give me some?" ”

"Of course, the avenue of saving the sick and helping others, hanging the pot to help the world, the master can take it!"

Liang Zhaodi took a handful, put it in the palm of her hand, and weighed it a few times, she didn't want to cure the disease and save people, compared to Li Xiaozhen's way of healing the injured, she was simply insignificant.

Just now, Liang Zhaodi went to the space to take a look, and there was a mess in the Huoxiang field. There is only the one left in his hand, and the remaining one, as well as these from Li Xiaozhen, Liang Zhaodi can make it delicious.

Not to mention that the food of the march and war is like pig food, these people are not picky, anyway, everything is delicious when they are hungry, and in their eyes, the only purpose is to satisfy the stomach, as for the taste, the color and flavor are complete, and it is a luxury to be delicious. Liang Zhaodi fortunately has some seasonings in the space, so it's okay to make a small stove for herself.

There is a river in front, it is in the afternoon, the sun is scorching, the whole army is resting, Liang Zhaodi wants to wash his face by the river, if the conditions allow, he wants to take a bath. It's just that when Liang Zhaodi came to the river, her idea was shattered. In the river, there are several stout men in the army, who are breaststroke, backstroke, and diving in the river.

"Master, come down!"

"Come down! It was refreshing......

Their shouts came from the river, urging Liang Zhaodi to go down. From time to time, there are also people who play a hooligan whistle.

"You're all right, aren't you? When I was half-dead, I didn't see you like this" Liang Zhaodi wanted to hit their pride, and the scar forgot the pain.

"Today, if you can't catch a fish, I will let King Qi punish you!"

"How many fish do you catch?" A soldier asked

"Catch the whole army of soldiers for dinner!" There is no definite number, this time, His Royal Highness King Qi claimed to be an army of 10,000, and when it came to the northwest garrison, there were 50,000.

"Didn't you hear what the Master said? If you can't catch enough fish for the army, you will be dealt with by military law! ”

"This ......"

"Is this comparable to military feats and killing enemies?" The stout man, who had just poked his head out, was prickly in defense. was shot by an arrow from Wuqing beside King Qi, and he quickly sank into the water, which can be regarded as saving his life. There is no shortage of thorns in the army, sharp teeth, what is emphasized here is military merit, it is to kill the enemy, and a good martial arts is better than playing tricks.

"I caught one!"

The surface of the water calmed down a little, and suddenly, a human head appeared, holding a foot-long fish in his hand. Then they were thrown to the shore, where soldiers with baskets were already in charge, and the fish were cleaned up by the river.

"Master, I can't stand the fatigue of traveling."

"The officers and men in the army are fortunate, they should be rewarded!" ……