Family affection? Is it important to have rights?

Shen Qiu said to the person in charge of the kitchen with a natural expression: "The Third Prince plans to make some nourishing medicinal food for every soldier in the barracks, so he asked me to come and make it."

The person in charge of the kitchen did not doubt it, waved his hand, and asked Shen Qiu to come in and do it.

Shen Qiu raised the corner of his mouth, and he took a bag of medicinal herbs and placed them on the chopping board.

Take them out one by one, chop them up, crush them, and then throw them into the big pot.

Shen Qiu could clearly feel that someone was staring at him, but it didn't matter because he didn't poison anyone anyway.

All soldiers in the camp had to drink medicinal food, so the amount of medicinal materials needed was huge, so Shen Qiu raised his calm face and asked: "Can you go to my place and bring some medicinal materials over?"

Shen Qiu paused, then smiled and said, "The medicinal herbs in my residence are all beneficial to the body, so there is no need to worry about toxic herbs getting mixed in."

The soldiers next to them hesitated for a moment, looked at each other, and finally a soldier with more say stood up and suggested: "If this is the case, it is really too troublesome. Why don't you go back and tell the Third Prince, we will specially arrange a portion of meat and tell the other soldiers that it was the Third Prince's order."

"How about this?"

These people really did regard the Third Prince's intention as an attempt to win over the hearts of the people.

This will be easier to handle.

Shen Qiu smiled apologetically: "No, the Third Prince wants the other soldiers to 'feel' his feelings."

After he put emphasis on the word "feeling", the soldiers looked as if they understood.

Shen Qiu turned back and continued to cut the herbs, and asked casually, "By the way, have you ever eaten medicinal food before?"

A soldier asked hesitantly, "Does it matter whether or not you've eaten medicinal food?"

Shen Qiu smiled and said, "It won't have any effect. I'm just asking. After all, medicinal food is gentle and nourishing to the body."

"It's just that the taste may be a little unacceptable to you."

After all, he is not a professional chef, he only knows how to make medicine.

Therefore, the medicinal food he prepared might be as unpalatable as the medicine itself.

The soldiers gradually relaxed, and one of them asked curiously, "What does the medicinal food taste like?"

Shen Qiu lied and said, "It means putting some mild medicinal herbs in the food and stewing them together. The food will have a medicinal taste."

"I don't know if you can get used to it."

The soldiers thought that there was nothing they couldn't do. "Isn't this just like taking medicine? It's okay. The last thing we are afraid of is taking medicine!"

But the soldier next to him immediately poked him with his elbow and said, "You're not afraid, but I am! I hate drinking bitter medicine the most!"

Shen Qiu pondered for a moment and suggested, "Why don't I add some licorice? Licorice tastes sweet, so it won't be so bitter."

The soldier was stunned for a moment and stammered, "Is it okay?"

Shen Qiu nodded with a smile, "Of course."

"But why haven't you prepared meals at this time?"

The soldier said casually, "Ah, I was going to make it, but I was curious about how your medicinal food is made, so I took a quick look and will start now."

Shen Qiu asked casually, "I'm curious about one thing. Is the Third Prince's meal prepared individually, or is it prepared in a big pot like the soldiers' meals?"

The soldier retorted: "How can it be the same! The meals for His Royal Highness the Third Prince, his wife, and several generals need to be prepared separately!"

"And they have fresh fruits to eat, how could they eat the same thing as us?"

"Ah, is that so?" Shen Qiu said calmly, "Then do I need to prepare medicinal meals for the Third Prince, the Third Prince's Consort, and several generals separately?"

The soldier was speechless: "Of course!"

"If you don't do it for them separately and they notice, you won't be able to stay in the military camp anymore!"

Shen Qiu then asked: "Should I cook the medicinal food for the Third Prince and the general first, or for the soldiers first?"

The soldier sighed, "Of course I'll cook it for the general and the prince first. If they starve, you'll have to pay with your head!"

Shen Qiu nodded repeatedly, and after a while asked cautiously: "I wonder what kind of food taboos they have?"

The soldier glanced at him and said nothing.

Shen Qiu thought about it, took out a purse from his sleeve, and stuffed some silver coins into each of them.

The soldier finally began to answer with satisfaction: "His Royal Highness the Third Prince cannot eat spicy food, the Third Prince's wife seems to like cakes and sweet things very much, General Lu likes to eat meat and fruit, but not vegetables and fish, General Qi does not like to eat too sticky food, and General Xu does not avoid any food..."

Shen Qiu responded meaningfully: "Oh, I see, thank you for reminding me."

After that, Shen Qiu concentrated on grinding the herbs into powder, and then put them aside, repeating this process.

Other soldiers would check on Shen Qiu from time to time.

Shen Qiu also kept an eye on the location where the soldiers were making meals and the ingredients they were preparing.

Whenever you see a lot of meat but few vegetables, it is most likely General Lu’s meal!

Shen Qiu was lucky because the first meal the soldiers started to prepare was for General Lu.

Judging from this order of priority, General Lu is indeed the person with the highest status in the entire military camp, and even the Third Prince cannot compare to him.

The target meal was right in front of him, but Shen Qiu was not in a hurry at all. He slowly stirred the strangely colored medicinal meal in the pot.

The soldiers next to them retreated with grim expressions. Why did this smell even worse than their medicine?

And why is it a blue-purple medicinal food?

The soldiers could roughly recognize some herbs, all of which were mild and non-toxic. Why did the ones cooked by Shen Qiu seem to be highly poisonous?

They clearly didn't see Shen Qiu put the poison?

Shen Qiu looked at the pot of medicinal food with a strange smile. This was the medicinal food he had cooked with full of resentment!

They want to eat it all, without leaving a drop!

The soldiers suddenly shuddered and felt a chill on their backs.

Shen Qiu seemed to have remembered something, "Oh, wait for me, I'll put the medicinal food for the Third Prince and the generals next to the food!"

"This way they can eat it while they're at it, and we don't have to worry about them not being able to finish it."

The soldier was about to say something but stopped himself. If this medicinal food is placed next to the food, will it really not contaminate the taste of the food?

I always feel that the third prince and the generals will lose their appetite after seeing this, and may even punish them!

Forget it, I'll just blame it all on this doctor when the time comes.

The soldiers reluctantly agreed.

Shen Qiu smiled even more, and he personally and attentively carried the bowl of medicinal food and carefully put it into General Lu's food box. With a slight movement of his little finger, white powder fell on the white rice and meat.

As soon as the white powder touched the steaming food, it instantly became transparent and seeped into the food.