Things that are good for wound healing include squab, black fish, seabass, crucian carp, raw fish, kelp, fungus, etc. These things are stored in the space. Because Feng Qingxue likes to eat fish, she bought a lot of fish and shrimp. People simply process it and then put it in a space to keep it fresh and can be cooked directly, but it is inconvenient to take it out and cannot explain its origin.

However, before coming to see Lu Jiang, she handed the rice noodles, red dates, longan and other things she brought to the kitchen, and asked the cook to make a pot of red date and longan porridge for Lu Jiang alone, make a few pancakes, and come over to get them in the evening.

Again, supplies were scarce, and the canteen only provided two meals at noon and afternoon.

The cook was already idle. Hearing that he was cooking for injured soldiers, and since Feng Qingxue brought his own food, he would not use the food inventory in the canteen, he agreed without saying a word.

Feng Qingxue chatted with Lu Jiang for a while, then went to the canteen to get food and paid two cents for her wages.

The two side dishes were put into two aluminum lunch boxes. The bread can be placed on the tray, but the porridge cannot be served. The cook said directly: "Sister, you deposit fifty cents here, and you can just take away the pot. After you finish the meal, Bring the pot!”

"Well, thank you, master."

Feng Qingxue deposited 50 cents and returned to the ward with food on a tray.

"Sister-in-law is back? Then I won't disturb you anymore." Niu Yibao had just finished serving Lu Jiang, touched his head and smiled honestly, and was about to leave. Ouyang Zijin had told him before leaving that he must not disturb them both.

Feng Qingxue put the tray on the bedside table and said hurriedly: "Wait, Comrade Niu, where is your lunch box?"

Niu Yibao was stunned and didn't understand what she meant.

"Go and get your lunch box, go quickly. I asked the cook to make a lot of food. The two of us can't finish it. It's so hot. If you leave it overnight, it will definitely be too bad to eat tomorrow morning."

"Why are you so embarrassed? Sister-in-law? If you cook a small stove for the leader, how can I follow suit?"

"What is Xiao Zao and not Xiao Zao? It's just three normal meals a day. You guys train hard, so you should eat some good supplements. I brought the food myself and asked the cook to help cook it. I already made enough for three people. Hurry up. Go get your lunch box."

Niu Yibao remained motionless. No one knew the value of food better than him, a man who joined the army because he was too poor to eat.

Although he didn't know what was in the pot, the sweet fragrance penetrated his nostrils, like ants biting his heart.

Lu Jiang felt extremely distressed when he saw Feng Qingxue frowning, but he couldn't get out of bed to smooth his frown, and said: "Niu Yibao, stand at attention, turn around, and get the lunch box immediately, this is an order!"

"Yes!" Niu Yibao acted reflexively. When he came in with a lunch box, he was stunned and a little at a loss.

Seeing this scene, Feng Qingxue couldn't help but smile, scooped a few tablespoons of porridge and poured it into his lunch box, handed him two pancakes as big as an adult's face, and pointed to the vegetables in the lunch box on the bedside table. , "You are welcome to sit here and eat. My family is welcome. I will serve you after the porridge is finished. I have made a pot of it and it is enough. I will feed you Captain Lu first!"

Niu Yibao's eyes were a little moist and he whispered: "Thank you, sister-in-law!"

However, when Feng Qingxue fed Lu Jiang, he did not take down his chopsticks until Lu Jiang finished eating and the porridge was almost cold. When Feng Qingxue moved his chopsticks, he drank the porridge and ate the noodles with a slurp. Eating fried black fungus and cold kelp from the lunch box.

Never had any meal made him feel so sweet and delicious.

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