"It's not spicy, so don't put your two cabbages in it yet. Cut them up and set them aside."

"If you want sesame, go ahead and chop the green onions."

"Snake butt, I'll leave the pork to you."

"I'm sorry, take out your vermicelli and set aside."

"Xiaodou Cake, go and get some more firewood."

Once the arrangements were made, everyone began to get busy with a clear division of labor.

Meng Fanxiao whispered to the veterinarian: "It's strange, how come this officer knows our nicknames?"

Veterinarian Hao said: "Don't make blind guesses. Look, this officer has something. It's probably true."

"Veterinarian, why are you still hiding the oil in your crotch? Take it out quickly." Liao Mingyu said to the veterinarian who was smoking a dry cigarette at the side.

"You old-timer, you really have something in your crotch!" Meng Fanlian said in surprise.

"Hey, there are some injured dolls there. We have to take care of them." Vet Hao, who spoke Shaanxi dialect, smiled dryly and sheepishly took out a small bottle of oil from his trouser pocket.

"Sir, how do you know there is oil in this place?"

Meng Fangla stared at him suspiciously, and then sat down carelessly: "Sir, since you are the commander of the regiment, why would you condescend to come to a small place like ours? We are all a group of broken soldiers.

Deserter, aren't you afraid of lowering your status?"

"Besides, even if you are the leader, you should have proof. Otherwise, how would we know whether you are real or... fake?" Meng Fan looked at Liao Mingyu with a smile, and everyone stopped.

He lowered his hand and became alert. Kaname quietly winked at Bula, who intentionally or unintentionally picked up a stick and hid it behind his back. Even Milong, who had been lying lazily in the hammock, was alert.

sat up.

The war has been going on for so long, not to mention the soldiers, even the officers and gentlemen have died a lot. There are many big-headed soldiers who use the officers' clothes to deceive and kidnap people everywhere. Even spies pretending to be spies by little devils happen from time to time.

Liao Mingyu was not angry, he smiled softly, took out a small book from his pocket and threw it to Meng Fan: "If you don't believe that I am real, then your rotten legs of a lame person are not fake, right? It looks good.

Look, after reading this, tell me whether I still want your leg, because I have a way to heal your leg!"

Meng Fangli quickly opened the notebook in his hand. Everyone gathered around to see what was going on, but not two people were literate.

Military officer certificate! Position: regimental commander, colonel rank, name, age, and photo are all listed in the book. There is also the unique steel seal of the Military and Political Department at the bottom. This does not look like a fake.

"What's going on, annoying, is it true or false?" Kang Ya asked.

Meng Fanglia ignored him. His attention was all on what Liao Mingyu said after he said it: "Seriously?! Can you really heal my leg?"

"It's as real as the military officer's ID card in your hand." Liao Mingyu said and took back the military officer's ID card.

"You must do what you say. Little Master, I will hold grudges if I don't know anything else! If you heal my leg, I will be willing to work as a cow or a horse!" Meng Fan heard that he could cure his leg.

Instantly excited.

"It's useless to hold a grudge. You have to be able to repay kindness. It's no problem to heal your leg, but I have a condition."

"But it doesn't matter." In order to save this leg, Meng Fangliao would do anything! In the original book, it was due to lack of medicine that his wound was ulcerated and infected in a large area. His leg was not healed from the beginning to the end. It is a miracle that the leg was not amputated.

Drugs like sulfa can only last for a while.

Liao Mingyu took out the military first-aid kit from his waist, took out disinfectant, bandages, antibiotics and other things from the bag and played with it in his hands: "From now on, I want you to be my messenger, be there whenever I call, and keep

You are within three meters of me, which is where a slap can reach you. If you can do it, I will save your leg."

Looking at the thing in Liao Mingyu's hand, Meng Fan's eyes widened! "That's it? No problem, I promise it can be done!" This is too simple.

Meng Fangli looked at Liao Mingyu in disbelief, and after confirming that he was not joking, he gave a serious military salute: "Report to the regiment! The messenger Meng Fanglia is reporting to you! It is definitely within three meters. If you don't believe me, you can slap him."

Slap to confirm!”

Liao Mingyu raised his arm as if to slap him, which frightened the boy's head, but he still kept his waist straight and did not dodge. Liao Mingyu put down his hand and smiled with satisfaction: "Okay, don't stand like a wooden stake, come and help.

, your legs and feet are not good, so just sit here and add firewood."

"Yes!" Meng Fanlie believed that he could cure his leg. In this remote place, he had pork and white flour, a military officer's ID card, a first aid kit, and the majestic pistol on his waist. Meng Fanlie believed that he could cure his leg.

He knew that the pistol was by no means a Xibei product, but he still had some discernment. Many officers below the regiment level did not have such beautiful guns. All of this was enough to prove the authenticity of the young officer in front of him.

"Hey, look, when Fanla, this turtle boy, heard that he could heal his legs, his face turned red faster than a dog's." Yaoma looked at Mengfan with disdain.

"It's wrinkled, you bastard's lid is dripping." Bu La also laughed beside him.

Cut the meat, add oil, add green onions, put it in the pot and stir-fry... The pork belly exudes a burst of meaty aroma under the stir-frying of lard. Everyone gathered around the big pot and swallowed involuntarily.

Then add water, vegetables, and soy sauce... After a while, a fragrant pot of pork and cabbage stewed vermicelli is ready.

The pot is on!

Everyone got a bowl of fragrant pork stewed vermicelli.

"It smells so good. I almost forget what the meat tastes like if I eat that bullshit white water pumpkin every day."

"It's not spicy. You bitch, eat less and leave some for me."

"My dear, our captain's craftsmanship is really impressive."

Everyone devoured the pork vermicelli in their hands, except for Mi Long, who was lying on the hammock and fanning himself leisurely.

"They are a bunch of worthless things, and that's all they have to do is eat pork stewed with vermicelli."

As the richest man in the whole cannon fodder group, he didn't even bother with this pork stewed vermicelli meal. He had all the good things, such as canned beef, liquor, and cigarettes. His arms were also hung with all kinds of things.

watch.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the mission and receiving the mission reward."

"Get 10 first aid kits"

"Get 30 ocean coins"

"The 30 sets of expeditionary army soldier uniforms obtained have all been stored in the warehouse and can be taken out by the host at any time."

At this time, Meng Fan limped over and slowly opened his trousers, revealing the hideous wound.

You don't need to look at it to know that his wound has been completely inflamed and the condition is very serious. If it is not treated with anti-inflammation, the leg will be considered useless and may face the risk of amputation in the future.

"Um, Tuanzu, we agreed in advance that you would help me heal this leg. When will I start treatment?"

Liao Mingyu looked at the system warehouse and found that 10 first aid kits were in place. They contained not only basic anti-inflammatory drugs, but also some simple surgical instruments.

Recalling the plot of the original drama, Liao Mingyu couldn't help but feel speechless. It turned out that in order to heal his leg, this guy stole all the savings of the Sichuan girl Xiaozui's family and went to the black market to exchange for a few pills of sulfa.

Sulfonamide has anti-inflammatory and sterilizing effects, and it also gave his leg a chance to survive. But Xiao Zui, who was originally innocent and cute, lost his source of livelihood and could only become a prostitute. This was something Liao Mingyu didn't want to see at all.

"Come with me."

The two of them walked out of the yard, and Meng Fan asked confusedly: "Tuanzuo, I know the boundaries of Chanda. It seems there is no place for me to treat my legs. Where are you taking me?"

"If you still want to keep your rotten leg, go and return the few oceans you stole to that girl, and then apologize to her properly." Liao Mingyu said in a deep voice.

Meng Fan was startled, and subconsciously touched a small paper bag in his pocket, which contained a few pills of sulfa he bought from the black market. He said guiltily: "You...how did you know?"

He has never told anyone about this. How did this new leader know about it?

Meng Fan was a man who wanted to save face, but for the sake of this leg, he no longer cared about face, so he had no choice but to become a thief. He used the stolen money to exchange for a few tablets of sulfa on the black market. Now he was exposed by Liao Mingyu.

He immediately felt ashamed.

"I know a lot of things. Stop talking nonsense. Hurry up and lead the way."

"But..." Meng Fan was hesitant to speak. Dayang asked him to take all of them to change the medicine. How could he still have the money to return it to her? It was impossible to give her this small bag of sulfonamide. Could she have it?

"Humph" Liao Mingyu glanced at him angrily, and knowing his little thoughts, he took out 15 ocean coins from the system warehouse without leaving a trace, threw them to him, and then walked forward.

Meng Fanglia took it and took a look, and was shocked, what a good guy, it's 15 oceans! He quickly said: "Tuanzuo, this... if there are not so many, I will steal... I only took 5 oceans."

"Your uncle, you must be sincere in your apology." Liao Mingyu imitated his Peiping accent and said in an ironic tone: "Hurry up and lead the way. Do you know the way?"

I originally wanted to pretend to be wrong and keep walking forward without looking back. Grandma, looking at the criss-crossing alleys in front of me, I didn’t know where to go. I felt a little embarrassed for a while.

"This way, please come over here." Meng Fanxiao hurriedly ran to the front to lead the way. He was speechless for a while. Why are you running so fast if you don't know the road? You are bullying yourself for being a lame.

The two of them came to the door of Xiaozui's house and looked at the dilapidated gate and the wooden sign hanging on the door that symbolized prostitutes...

"Ah, this..." I became a thief in this house. I didn't expect that such a theft would have such a great impact on the girl. I stole all her savings and forced her to become a prostitute...
Chapter completed!