After working for more than a day, although Huo Jingchen still had a little pain, it was much better than the swelling feeling before.
Jiang Hexi looked at the neatly stitched wounds and laughed with satisfaction: "Now, you can ride a horse and shoot arrows again soon."
Jiang Xiaojiu skillfully put away the surgical equipment and put it in the kitchen.
Jiang Hexi gently stroked Huo Jingchen's wound, and suddenly seemed to realize something, and shouted: "Oh, it's not good!"
Huo Jingchen thought he was saying that he was not good, so he looked at Jiang Hexi in panic: "Hexi, what are you saying? Isn't it because my legs are going to be ruined, right?"
Jiang Hexi looked at Huo Jingchen's anxious look and felt as if he had killed his life.
I quickly laughed: "Where do you want to go? I mean I forgot something, I found you through all my hardships, and before I could tell Chen Yu that they are still in front of the emperor to deal with your affairs.
Woolen cloth!"
Huo Jingchen nodded quickly and said, "Hurry up, go and tell the emperor that I will go back alive and seek rewards. Don't give me a list of dead people."
Jiang Xiaojiu looked at Jiang Hexi and showed a tacit understanding of each other.
It was wise to choose to stay here even though he had disagreement. According to Huo Jingchen's current injury, if Jiang Hexi had not sutured his wound, it would have probably not healed for a long time.
If that old man really gave up, Huo Jingchen's life would be in danger.
Jiang Hexi quickly asked Jiang Xiaojiu to find someone to deliver a letter to the capital, then looked at Huo Jingchen and said, "You must be hungry. You are unconscious for so many days and have nothing to eat. Otherwise, I'll ask Xiaojiu to get you something delicious, it's fine.
Replenish it?"
Huo Jingchen nodded and said, "I really don't know if you don't say it. During this period, I've been so hungry that I haven't taken anything except ginseng soup. The ginseng is just a medicinal smell, which makes me lose my whole body.
It feels comfortable."
Jiang Hexi looked at Huo Jingchen's pitiful look and said quickly: "I guess you want to eat meat. I'll ask Jiang Hexi to go to the town to have a big pig's hoof for you, okay?"
Huo Jingchen looked at Jiang Hexi in a little confused manner: "What did you say? Big pig's hoof? What is Big pig's hoof?"
Jiang Hexi regretted that he was from modern times. People in ancient times didn't seem to know what a big pig's trotter is, so he thought about it and explained: "Oh, big pig's trotter, that is, pig's trotter, do you know? I'll carry it under the pig's trotter.
We hold hooves, so we call them big pig's hooves, which are specially suitable for people like you to eat."
Huo Jingchen looked at Jiang Hexi's serious introduction, nodded as if he understood, and said, "Ah, so that's it. No wonder people say that they use shape to replenish their shape. My feet were injured, so of course I had to eat pig's feet."
As he said that, he looked at Jiang Hexi, his eyes full of gratitude.
Jiang Hexi looked at Huo Jingchen's tired eyes and closed the door and said, "You are tired for so many days, so you can have a good rest. Xiaojiu and I quickly brought the big pig's hooves."
As he said that, he asked Jiang Xiaojiu to go to the town alone to buy pig's trotters, and then ran into the space by himself and looked at the stocks and investment products inside.
After all, in ancient times, money was burned for wars, and asking the emperor for this money was not a real skill. If Jiang Hexi had not had such a small underground treasury, how could Huo Jingchen be invincible?
She calculated the antiques she sold, and then took out some money to manage finances. As soon as she walked out of the space, she saw Jiang Xiaojiu walking in with a depressed look on her face.
Jiang Hexi looked at Jiang Xiaojiu's pitiful look and couldn't help but pinch her face: "What's wrong, it's a grievance, it seems that someone owes you eight million."
Jiang Xiaojiu took out a bag full of bags and said, "You are the same. If you don't look at the actual situation, you will boast about Haikou. At this time, there are any big pig's hooves. Even if there are, they will be bought home."
Jiang Hexi admires Huo Jingchen very much from the bottom of her heart. So it was her urgent wish to be able to cook food for Huo Jingchen.
Now that I can't cook for him, I feel like I'm wronged.
Jiang Hexi quickly touched Jiang Xiaojiu's head and smiled and said, "What do I think of it? Do you have pork ribs? We can make molecular cooking."
"Molecular cuisine?" Jiang Xiaojiu looked at Jiang Hexi with a confused look on his face. In that era, people didn't even know what molecules were. Where did molecular cuisine come from?
Jiang Hexi smiled and said, "Molecular cuisine means using one thing to make another taste of the taste, and then others can't eat it. That's the so-called molecular cuisine."
Jiang Xiaojiu's eyes were filled with hope, and she looked at Jiang Hexi and said, "Sister Hexi is saying that we can make a fake pig's trotter with ribs and pig belly?"
Jiang Hexi looked at Jiang Xiaojiu and said with a smile: "That depends on what you are."
Jiang Xiaojiu thought about it and found that many places of this pig's feet are very similar to ribs, and the pork trotter meat is similar to the pork belly sac.
This is just a layer of skin on the outside. If you can wrap it with pig skin outside the pork ribs, it will definitely be a perfect fake pig's trotter.
Jiang Xiaojiu looked at the scattered pork in the bag and asked Jiang Hexi in a low voice: "Sister Hexi, I'll bother you, I'll give you a few stitches to these pig skins."
Jiang Hexi looked at the surgical equipment that had not been collected just now, looked at the pig's hooves on the plate, and nodded happily and agreed.
She put the prepared ribs and pork belly meat together, found a complete piece of pig skin, tightened the surface slightly, and then sewed it with a needle.
In order not to affect the taste, she used fans this time, and fans have a super toughness that tasted like a pig's tendon.
After Jiang Hexi finished making it for most of the day, a fake pig's hooves were finally ready. Jiang Hexi cooked it hard in the pot, and it was almost dusk that the pig's hooves were freshly released.
Jiang Hexi came to the room with a fake pig's hooves. Seeing Huo Jingchen still sleeping lazily, he gently pinched his hair and shouted: "Stop sleeping, pig's hooves said they were coming to bite you!"
Huo Jingchen opened his eyes and saw that Jiang Hexi was indeed holding a pig's hoof in his hand. He actually didn't believe his eyes.
He asked Jiang Hexi with some confusion: "You really have yours. You can still buy pig's hooves at this time, and they are so fat. I really admire you."
Jiang Hexi looked at Huo Jingchen proudly: "You don't see who did it. Since I can bring your legs back to life, of course I can find pig's hooves casually. If it tastes delicious, I'll do it for you tomorrow.