After two consecutive rains, the weather suddenly cooled down.

Xin Yi was assigned a small separate room in the military medical camp. It was originally a warehouse for storing medicinal materials. It was put up with a camp bed and became her dormitory.

Having a separate room can solve many embarrassments. Xin Yi is extremely satisfied with this and is not picky about anything else. Moreover, there is a kitchen not far from the military medical camp. Within two days, she has become familiar with the cooks and can still work in the kitchen.

I took a hot bath and took a bath. I suddenly felt like this was a magical treatment.

In order to repay the kindness of General Di and Prince Guangling, Xin Yi devoted himself to the medical management of the southern army and introduced some systems and methods that he thought were friendly to the military medical camp, which reduced the burden on the doctors without affecting normalcy.

The camp order is improved, and the entire medical system operates more conveniently and quickly, saving a lot of things.

As a result, everyone felt that Dr. Xin not only had excellent medical skills, but also had an extremely flexible mind, and could always think of many strange but very convenient methods.

The doctors were convinced by her, but others naturally had nothing to say.

Xin Yi settled down in this way.

As for what I'm not used to, the most difficult thing is the food.

The main reason is that Xin Yi has a picky mouth. After a few days of rough food, his mouth is like a dry wheat field, without any taste.

She observed that there was plenty of food in the camp. There were few vegetables, but plenty of meat, and there were all kinds of food available.

But there is one thing. Most of the responsibilities of the leading soldiers are to cook food and satisfy their hunger, rather than to obtain delicious food. Therefore, the dishes are relatively rough, and Di Qing does not like to be special. He will eat whatever the soldiers eat.

What, basically don’t turn on a small stove...

With this regulation, even Fu Jiuqu and Cao Yi had to "do as the Romans do" and eat a big pot of rice every day.

"Why can't we use the same materials to make something more palatable?"

After Xin Yi discussed this philosophical issue with the steward of the cook camp who came to the military medical camp to get medicine for wounds, he couldn't eat anything at night. As a result, he felt unbearably hungry as soon as night fell.

She closed her eyes.

You won't be hungry when you sleep.

There will be big steamed buns tomorrow morning.

She covered herself with the quilt and meditated silently for a moment, but couldn't help but get up.

The barracks were pitch black at night.

In the corridor of the military medical camp, a lighting wind lantern hung, swinging lightly in the cool breeze, emitting a faint light.

Xin Yi put on his clothes and went to the kitchen, originally looking for something to eat. Unexpectedly, when he opened the door, he saw Monk Ji Wu sitting in front of the stove, burning firewood and cooking something.

The scent floated into her nose, and Xin Yi couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

“It smells so good.”

Jiwu saw Xin Yi and stood up in shock, "Doctor Xin?"

"Master." Xin Yi pointed to the pot in front of him and whispered in a low voice: "What are you cooking?"

Looking at her appearance, Jiwu knew that she was hungry.

"Vegetarian meals. The food in the camp is too fishy, ​​so I made an agreement with the manager to make some vegetarian meals myself in the evening..."

Xin Yi remained silent and nodded.

This time, Jiwu brought a large amount of food for military use. It was like providing help in times of need and keeping the lights on in the dark room. Therefore, everyone in the kitchen was very affectionate to him, so it was natural for him to have something to eat.

Xin Yi circled the pot.

Dongpo tofu, amber winter melon, stir-fried seasonal vegetables...

Three simple dishes, JIWU cooked them like delicacies on a jade plate.

Xin Yi sincerely praised: "The master is the person who makes the most exquisite and delicious vegetarian food I have ever seen."

Ji Wu smiled faintly and said, "Thank you."

In the middle of the night, the lonely monk in front of the stove was a little less arrogant and lonely than when he was practicing in the mountains. He looked much more approachable, with a smile always on his face.

Xin Yi said: "Can I borrow the stove fire and get some food?"

Jiwu stepped aside and said with a smile, "Doctor Xin, please."

Although the vegetarian food is beautiful, the taste is still too bland. When Xinyi is hungry, he wants to eat something tasty.

She took out two eggs on the table, lit the firewood that Jiwu lit, boiled water and cooked some noodles, spread the two fried yellow eggs on the noodles, and added a few green leafy vegetables that Jiwu fried.

Add the seasonings prepared by yourself, stir it up, and the aroma will be fragrant.

Xin Yi swallowed his saliva and asked Ji Wu symbolically, "Master, do you want to try my handicraft? It contains sesame oil, not fishy."

She originally just wanted to be polite in a symbolic way, but unexpectedly Ji Wu responded with a smile.

"Thank you."

Jiwu took the small half bowl of noodles from the Xinyi Noodle Bowl, tasted it, and his eyes widened.

He took another bite of one of the fried eggs given to him by Xin Yiyun, and he even smiled.

“The noodles are fresh and flavourful, the fried eggs are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Dr. Xin’s skill is great, and it’s extremely delicious.”

Xin Yi was very pleased with what he heard.

"To be honest, Master, I may not be good at cooking other dishes, but when it comes to frying eggs, I'm really good at it."

Eat a lot.

It has to be said that the taste is doubled when you are hungry.

Xin Yi was very satisfied with a bowl of noodles.

Looking at Jiwu again, the food is gentle but also with relish.

In the quiet night, the two food thieves enjoyed the delicious food in silence without talking.

Before leaving, Ji Wucai said something.

"Doctor Xin, can you fry two more eggs tomorrow morning?"

Xin Yi was stunned for a moment, "Why?"

Ji Wudao: "In the past two days, my mentor has been busy with the war. I see that he cannot eat well and has lost a lot of weight. I am worried about his health...I want to use Dr. Xin's wonderful hands to fulfill my filial piety."

"This is easy to say." To Xin Yi, this is a trivial matter.

Seeing Ji Wu's sincerity, she couldn't help but curl her lips and make a joke.

"But I'm curious. When we were on the mountain, I remembered that the master said he didn't want to come to Guizhou. Why not only did he come here now, but he also stayed there?"

Ji Wu Shen's eyes narrowed slightly, with a gentle look on his face, "Master and my brothers and sisters are fighting bloody battles in the front, and I feel ashamed to be enjoying my time and leisure in the back. Although I am a monk and cannot carry a sword into battle to share Master's worries, I came to take care of his old man.

It is also appropriate."

Xin Yi nodded understandingly and smiled slightly.

"Okay. Then come and get it tomorrow morning. But if the steward asks about stealing food tonight, I will have to blame it on you."

Ji Wu smiled slightly: "I will explain to the steward tomorrow that Dr. Xin is hungry and can come to the kitchen to find food at any time."

The word "foraging" is used very well.

Xin Yi became excited when he thought about having this privilege.

"Excuse me for your kindness, thank you very much."

Xin Yi said goodbye to Ji Ji and went back to sleep without mentioning it.

The next morning, before dawn, she got up early and went to the kitchen.

Jiwu is already waiting here, talking to the cook manager and instructing the cooks to steam the steamed buns.

The big steamed buns covered with lids in the steamer have been taken out of the pot. They are white and plump. They look much better than the yellow-faced and skinny buns that I saw for breakfast two days ago. Together with a plate of small pickles, Xin Yi feels that he can chew them.

The last two.

"The steamed buns made by the master are unprecedented and unprecedented."

Xin Yi half-jokingly and half-seriously praised as he approached Jiwu, and then smiled softly.

"I can see that the reason why Master cooks in the middle of the night is not because of the fishy smell, but because he is a picky eater."

People who love food will be extremely sensitive to food and will be greedy for it.

Ji Wu smiled lowly and did not deny it, but he also found a reason.

"If the same ingredients can be made more delicious, it can also boost morale. Why not?"

"It makes sense." Xin Yi smiled and nodded, washing his hands and frying the eggs.

Everyone in the kitchen was busy and no one cared about her. Of course, except for two or three curious cooks who came over to see what she was doing, no one cared about her.

Xin Yi kept an eye on it.

When frying eggs, she fried three more.

He said he was taking it back to his house to eat, but he secretly sent it to Fu Jiuqu's barracks.

Because he agreed to Di Qing and could not get close to Fu Jiuqu, which would attract criticism from the soldiers and affect the morale of the army, Xinyi did not come to see Fu Jiuqu in the past two days. Even when he came here today, he specially brought a bottle of refreshment.
To be continued...