Others are fleeing famine, but I am a salted fish

"Doctor Qiao, Doctor Li, come quickly, come quickly."

Everyone had gathered around her with great interest, chattering and wanting San Ya to teach them how to spit fire. But when they suddenly saw the circle of fire bubbles on her mouth, they screamed in fear and shouted for a doctor to come and take a look.

A little girl's face is the most precious, and she is most afraid of disfigurement or scars that would affect her appearance.

Lin Xiaoyue herself didn't care. She thought that the blisters would disappear naturally after a while, so she wasn't nervous.

There were people who suffered much more serious injuries during the apocalypse, but she managed to survive it.

What's more, it was just a circle of harmless bubbles.

But she thought it was a trivial matter, but the elders around her were more nervous than each other.

Helplessly, she could only let everyone force her to sit down and let Doctor Li examine her injuries.

Doctor Li also said that it was better not to prick the blister, as it would easily leave scars. He took out a small jar of ointment from his medicine bag and asked Miao to apply it, telling her to apply it every time after cleaning, and it would heal after a while.

Miao was worried and repeatedly confirmed with Doctor Li whether there would be no scars. At San Ya's age, if she hadn't fled from famine, she should have been seen earlier. If she had scars, she would definitely be looked down upon when she was seen. What would she do then?

Only after hearing Doctor Li's most affirmative answer did Miao breathe a sigh of relief.

I have to say that Dr. Li's ointment feels quite cool when applied, and the blisters are no longer as hot and painful as before.

After Doctor Li stepped back, the group of people surrounding Lin Xiaoyue in front immediately came up again, asking in unison how to spit fire.

This time, everyone not only thought that the fire-breathing was fun, but also considered that it would take at least 1-2 days to get to the state capital. There would be many refugees along the way, and if they were to be surrounded again, they definitely couldn't let Sanya go ahead of everyone.

Moreover, from what they had seen Sanya breathe fire before, it looked like she took a sip of wine and then blew air at a torch, so it didn't seem too difficult. They probably should be able to learn it... right.

If it is feasible, it must be done by men. At least for them, even if they get blisters around their mouths, they don't have to worry about leaving scars.

Miao, Old Man Lin and others looked at Lin Xiaoyue eagerly. As parents, how could they bear to see their daughters suffer? In their opinion, the fire-breathing skill was not very valuable and it was not a secret recipe. If they taught everyone, not only would there be an extra layer of protection for the future, but their daughters would also not have to suffer this kind of pain anymore.

Lin Xiaoyue didn't care. Although fire-breathing was not the only option to disperse the refugees, it was the simplest and most suitable way to break out when surrounded. Her own backpack was held by her father Lin, and there were two gasoline bottles in it for use in times of crisis.

However, considering the instability of space, she would try not to use gasoline bottles unless the situation was extremely difficult.

The fire-breathing thing was also what she used to intimidate gangsters in the end times of her previous two lives. As for zombies, setting fire to them would not be a problem for those monsters that had no sense of pain.

Seeing that everyone really wanted to learn, they happened to have several jars of liquor they brought from the village, which could be put to good use.

Therefore, Lin Xiaoyue did not hesitate and carefully explained to everyone the techniques and key points of fire-breathing.

The key point is that she was afraid that if she didn't explain it clearly, everyone would fumble around on their own and it would be disastrous if they ended up making things worse.

The traditional fire-breathing stunt is to drink the "fuel" needed for fire-breathing into the stomach, and then use hard qigong to "force" the fuel out.

But now, all of them, including Lin Xiaoyue, were sweating outside the door. They could only hold it in their mouths and blow it towards the torches, which would produce a raging fire.

Because they had never learned this from a professional master, everyone and Lin Xiaoyue didn't understand how this martial art, which required hard Qigong, could work. They could only try their best to spit out the liquor in their mouths.

The effect is very intimidating, but you must also be careful not to inhale during the process, otherwise, a mouthful of liquor will suck the flames into your mouth, which will be very entertaining.

Lin Xiaoyue also said that she learned it from watching others do it. As a result, she sprayed fire twice and her mouth was dry, and her lips were also burned and blistered.

"Oh my god, there are so many things here."

"I just watched you raise your head like you were drinking water, and then blow at a torch, and I thought it was that simple."

Everyone suddenly realized what was going on and expressed their amazement. They thought he had drunk the wine into his stomach. If San Ya hadn't told them, who would have known that he had held it in his mouth and then spit it out?

Although fire breathing is not as easy as everyone thinks, no one is afraid of difficulties and no one backs down. If you learn this skill, it can save your life. Anyone who doesn't learn it is a fool.

God knows how many desperate Cheng Yaojins will jump out on the way to the provincial capital.

The head of the village waved his hand and told every male to learn it. They all had to learn it, so that when something happened on the road, everyone could take turns to take the lead. Don't let a little girl like Lin Sanya take the lead. Men don't care about their dignity anymore? Will you still be able to stand up straight at home in the future?

After the head of the village made the decision, everyone agreed and took the women and children from each family to sort out the wine jars. Except for the water stored in water bags and pig bladders, the men's water bags were all filled with wine. Then they went to search the spare supply baskets for torches brought from the mountain village.

At that time, the men complained that the women and children had to carry torches, saying that it was redundant and took up too much space, so they often nagged them.

But the country people treat everything as a treasure, so taking only seven or eight sticks is already the result of their restraint.

Now that the flamethrower incident has come out, torches have been elevated from a garbage dump to a necessity. Who dares to say that torches are useless?

Seeing the men being humiliated by their own women, Lin Xiaoyue couldn't help but laugh.

To be honest, she also thought at first why bring a torch, because there were wood everywhere on the road in the mountains, there were as many as she needed, she could just break off a few and light them and set off on the road.

But when she picked up the torches that the bandits had specially stockpiled, she saw that they were clearly very different from the crudely made ones made of wood wrapped in cloth and dipped in oil that she had used on the road.

She asked Chun Xing, and Chun Xing initially wondered how come Sister San Ya, who was such a powerful person, had never seen such a common torch.

On second thought, she felt relieved because she had occasionally heard from Doctor Li and Xiao Si and Xiao Wu how difficult life had been for the Lin family in the past. She then patiently explained to Lin Xiaoyue.

If you don’t ask, you won’t know. Only when you ask will you know the trick.

The torches that are slightly better to use these days are made of dry fir bark, tied with tung oil paper in the middle and mixed with some fir fat powder or pine oil.