Shock! The abandoned concubine cheated on the god of war and only wanted to farm

Wait until you have enough food and water.

Feng Ranhua led Gu Cheng and the others to an abandoned well. She glanced at him:

"You, arrange a few people to fetch water from the well."

Like a bully landlord commanding his servants at will.

Gu Cheng frowned, pointed at two soldiers, snorted coldly, and turned away.

After the two soldiers drew two buckets of water, they were somewhat puzzled as to why the well water was brown and had a smell.

But it is common to go hungry during a hurry during a march, and it is also common to drink muddy water.

He was thirsty, so a soldier scooped up some water and put it into his mouth.

next moment.

"Nonsence……"

The soldier spat out a mouthful of well water and complained, "This well water is bitter and astringent and hard to drink."

Another soldier didn't believe it, took a sip, and after a moment, he frowned and spat it out.

Gu Cheng rushed over, carefully examined the well water, put his tongue in to taste it, and looked unhappy. He knew that this kind of well water was poisonous if drunk.

He suddenly drew out the cold scimitar in his hand, pointed it directly at Feng Ranhua, and said sternly:

"We just arrested you by mistake. Yesterday, you used your charming words to make the prince punish us and made us kowtow in front of the whole army.

But why do you want to harm us?"

Feng Ranhua, who was standing on the wall enjoying the breeze, rolled her eyes and curled her lips: "A bunch of idiots! They have paranoid delusions."

"Sophistry!" Gu Cheng said angrily.

"Do you want to disobey military orders?!" Feng Ranhua found the enemy's weak spot and killed him with one move.

Gu Cheng swallowed the words that were about to come out of his throat, put away his scimitar, glared at her hatefully, turned around and told the soldiers not to drink the well water.

Several soldiers with unfriendly faces followed Feng Ranhua's instructions, built a stove, put a big pot on it, and filled the pot with brown well water.

A pot of water was burning over a high fire and soon it began to boil.

Gu Cheng finally heard the task that Miss Feng said: boil water.

Boil water...boil it dry...boil water again...boil it dry.

Looking at the five large pots lined up side by side, the red fires underneath were grinning and sneering at him.

Gu Cheng, sitting on the wooden stake, had the illusion that he was a fool. He kept recalling the prince's military orders.

"This operation is confidential. Please follow Miss Feng's instructions."

That’s right, just these few words.

He suddenly realized that he didn't mean to kill them, but was just trying to tease them.

Bang! Gu Chengqi's punch hit a dirt wall, which instantly collapsed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Seeing this, Feng Ranhua was in a very good mood. He sat outside the carriage, chewing dried meat and feeling the autumn breeze.

How dare a soldier who hasn't even fully grown his hair deliberately buy an empty hard-board carriage and openly wants to take revenge on her?

Oh, do you know how to write the report of this life?

About a quarter of an hour later, she walked to the five large pots and picked up the iron ladle to stir the food in the pots.

Some white powder and a white stone were sprinkled into the pot.

The group of soldiers all looked so depressed and disappointed after being teased that they didn't pay any attention to her actions.

However, Gu Cheng, who had been secretly monitoring her, discovered her and thought she was playing, so he deliberately threw stones into the pot.

His face turned even darker, and his eyes pierced Feng Ranhua with coldness.

If looks could kill, she would have so many holes in her body.

"Captain Gu, have we done something else wrong? Otherwise, how could the prince allow a woman to tease us?" A soldier came over with hidden anger and asked Gu Cheng.

"Damn it! I'd rather be beaten with twenty military sticks than be punished like this." Another soldier came over and stomped hard on the stone on the ground.

"Yes, yes, it's boring to cut meat with a blunt knife."

After a while, a group of soldiers surrounded Gu Cheng, and all of them had the same angry expression.

A group of people squatted on the dirt, chattering and complaining about Feng Ranhua, venting their anger. They sounded extremely excited and indignant.

They started talking about how to embarrass her and abuse her by not giving her food, and then they were talking about how to hang up Feng Ranhua and her servant and peel their skins to show them to everyone, in order to shock the military.

Feng Ranhua leaned against the carriage with her eyes closed, her lips curled. She thought, "A bunch of stupid soldiers still want to skin her alive. I'm afraid you won't live to see that day."

Qing Ling was so scared that she swallowed her saliva. Her face turned blue and white. The more she listened, the more scared she became.

She was going to follow the young lady's instructions and go to the remaining vegetable fields in the village to see if there were any fresh vegetables.

She picked up a broken basket and ran away. However, she didn't dare to go too far, in case of a fight, the dagger the lady gave her could help a little.

Two quarters of an hour passed.

Feng Ranhua glanced at them and raised her voice: "Go! Take out all the bubbles and impurities floating on the water in the pot."

Although the soldiers were unhappy, they still followed orders and did their job. Almost all the impurities and turbidity in the water were removed, and the water became much clearer.

He muttered in dissatisfaction: "This water is boiled clear, but it is poisonous and cannot be drunk."

The bored soldiers, tired of cursing, began to look for a place to rest.

I don’t know how much time passed.

Feng Ranhua keenly sensed that a scorching gaze was falling on her, and she slowly opened her eyes.

The setting sun shines on a profile face with sharp edges and corners, firm and handsome features, light and thin lips, and a pair of narrow and dark eyes that are as calm as an ancient well, deep and quiet, making it difficult to see clearly, but captivating.

When did this scum come?

"Do you have nothing to do all day? Or are you attracted by my beauty and can't let go?"

Feng Ranhua was itching to touch this beauty's skin. It would definitely feel good to rub it, but the words he said were sarcastic and stinging.

"I'm afraid you will murder my soldiers!" King Han stood with his hands behind his back, with a cold face, just like the day before, as if he owed him a million or eight hundred thousand.

The soldiers behind him who had been complaining in the afternoon were so moved that they burst into tears when they heard the news.

But this shameless girl dared to say that the prince was attracted by her ugly face and was daydreaming about her.

"There's something in the pot!"

Suddenly, a soldier exclaimed, interrupting the two people's bickering.

In an instant, everyone gathered around the first big pot, and saw a small pile of white particles at the bottom of the pot, and everyone was talking about it.

Seeing the prince and Miss Feng coming, they made way for them.

Feng Ranhua leaned over to take a look, and her eyes and brows were all smiling, and her eyes were crystal white and grainy.

Salt, done.

When she was five years old, her fire ability just awakened. In order to practice her ability, she worked as a salt-making and fire-making worker for a whole year.

She casually picked up a small piece from the pot and put it into her mouth. It melted in her mouth. When she chewed it carefully, she felt a little salty at first, but as she savored it, she could taste a hint of sweetness.

The standard for good salt is: more salty, less fresh.

This is actually top-quality brine.

Feng Ranhua looked at the beautiful woman opposite and pursed her lips: "Yes, top-quality salt."

Han Jinyan narrowed his handsome eyes slightly, and a strange color flashed in his eyes. Inexplicably, he believed it. It was salt.

I never realized that she actually had a pair of beautiful fox eyes, smart and beautiful.

Salt?

The soldiers were confused. How could they make salt by just drawing water, lighting a fire, and drying it?

After failing to trick them, he even tried to fool the prince. Gu Cheng's face darkened: "How is that possible? Everyone knows that salt is the most precious thing."

Feng Ranhua rolled her eyes and glanced at him with contempt: "Idiot."

"You!" Gu Cheng was filled with anger. Humph, wait until he sees her true face and see how the prince will punish her.

He immediately grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his mouth as if he was ready to die.

Immediately, his face wrinkled like a piece of bark.

It was very salty, but I couldn’t bear to spit it out.

He looked at Feng Ranhua with a complicated expression. He could actually see the handsome features in the big black face in front of him.