Everyone rubbed their eyes, fearing that what they saw was an illusion.
The mistakes are still there.
After kneading again, the food was still in front of them.
Soon the sound of gasping came one after another, and everyone almost went crazy.
"Food...really food..." One of the old men tremblingly held the white rice in the bag, almost with tears in his eyes.
Ling Xuewei took out five hundred bags of one hundred kilograms of rice, three hundred bags of one hundred kilograms of noodles, and hundreds of bamboo baskets of vegetables, fruits, clothes, quilts...
There are even condiments, nutritional supplements, various meats such as chicken, duck, beef, sheep, and fish...
There are piles of them all around, about as high as a three-story building.
There are more than 2,000 people in the tribe, and this should be enough for them to eat for a while.
Moreover, their bodies are really weak now. Even if they recover, they still need a lot of nutrition to restore their physical strength.
"Well, benefactor, these...are all for us?" the witch doctor was excited.
Ling Xuewei nodded, "I grew these myself, and they taste pretty good. I think everyone hasn't eaten for a long time. If this continues, our bodies will not be able to hold on. We still need people to help us. Those soldiers who are sick,
I also need you to take care of me."
To Ling Xuewei, these foods are just a drop in the bucket.
The land of space can produce more in a day.
Her warehouse has long been stacked with countless bags. Previously, she left 10,000 bags for Hengcheng, 10,000 bags for Shanjian Waterfall, and 20,000 bags for Qianxian City.
Less than half of the space storage capacity has been consumed. It can be said that what she is most confident about now is that she has enough food.
There is food in hand and no panic in mind.
But she won't give it in vain. For example, when she is in Hengcheng, there will be more and more refugees. She can only meet the urgent needs. In the future, she will still have to rely on them. She can be self-sufficient, at least on the surface, with food.
It has a provenance, so it won't attract attention if she takes it out of the space.
"Thank you, thank you so much..."
The witch doctor burst into tears with excitement, held Ling Xuewei's hand, and continued to express her gratitude.
The other soldiers also had red eyes.
People who have never experienced hunger cannot understand this pain.
The pain of watching one's relatives, partners, and children starve to death is no less painful than the most cruel punishment in the world.
They warriors can endure it, but what about the old people and children in the clan?
They originally thought they were in despair, but unexpectedly they saw the light in the midst of despair. The benefactor not only helped them with treatment, but also gave them so much food, and their hearts were filled with gratitude.
Everyone suddenly knelt down, kowtowed and cheered to Ling Xuewei!
What was said in his mouth was passionate, eager, and admiring...
Ling Xuewei expressed her helplessness towards their enthusiastic behavior of kneeling down at every turn, as if worshiping gods.
Ling Xuewei left Qingwu behind, and she returned to the cave to continue treatment.
Her back was slender and slender, and under the evening sun, it seemed to be coated with a sacred halo.
This scene fell into the eyes of the soldiers and became an unforgettable scene.
They will never forget this day. At the most critical moment of the tribe, the benefactor appeared and saved them all.
From that day on, Ling Xuewei became another god in their hearts.
…
In the evening, smoke curled up from the village.
The aroma of food fills the air.
Occasionally, voices and shouts were heard, breaking the originally dead silence.
The aroma of food came from several houses, and several soldiers carried large wooden basins to the back mountain.
The lid was opened, revealing the freshly made white steamed buns inside. In the open space outside the cave, there were some people who were also making porridge. In the big iron pot, the sticky rice porridge was cooked. It was thick and sweet, and the smell was so satisfying.
People are salivating.
There were already many people queuing up. When the soldiers shouted, someone immediately rushed over and lined up to receive the steamed buns.
The steamed buns are about the size of an adult's fist. They are full of ingredients, soft and hot, and can be pinched and sealed. Each person can get two. There is also a stew on the side. Although it is just simple radish, cabbage and vermicelli, there is meat in it.
!
Smelling it from a distance, the fragrance... is simply amazing!
The vegetable basin is as big as a person's arm, and the vegetables are piled up to the top. There are more than ten such vegetable basins, and they are being transported from the bottom of the mountain in a steady stream.
Everyone holds a big bowl in their hands, filled with vegetables. You can get two steamed buns at a time, or you can choose porridge.
The soldiers consciously left the porridge to the elderly and children in the clan, as well as the wounded.
Seeing that more than a dozen pots of steamed buns and vegetables disappeared in the blink of an eye, more than a hundred soldiers directly found a corner and swallowed a fist-sized steamed bun in a few mouthfuls!
When the unique soft aroma of the noodles entered their mouths, many people were so moved that their eyes turned red.
There were whimpering sounds from the crowd, but everyone's faces were full of hope.
They survived!
There is food and medicine!
Everyone devoured the vegetables in the bowl. The thickly sliced meat was so chewy and delicious that people wanted to bite their tongues off!
The soldiers all had a big appetite, and after a while, the two steamed buns and vegetables were gone. Fortunately, more food was brought from the bottom of the mountain, and there were still piles of steamed buns and large pots of vegetables. Everyone immediately went to line up again...
…
The elders of some tribesmen were feeding several children porridge.
These porridges are very thick and very sweet, which is more suitable for their appetites. However, there are also very thin porridges, which are specially made for people who are sick. Rice porridge is extremely nutritious and can help people who are slightly better.
For the patient, it is just right.
However, don’t eat too much, one bowl at most is enough.
In the cave.
Ling Xuewei is leading nearly a hundred doctors to diagnose and treat everyone.
At this moment, the patient in her hands is a warrior.
This man's condition was no less serious than the clan leader's symptoms at that time. She was surprised when she saw the eight runes on his face.
After going around, she discovered that most of the warriors in the cave had five or more talisman marks! But the hundred people they saw in the village before had only two or three runes!
It turns out that all their main combat power is here!
Previously, in order to study the virus, Ling Xuewei asked about the time and process of their infection.
Later, Ling Xuewei learned that they were infected inexplicably during a hunting trip. The soldiers felt nothing at first, but after returning, they began to have fever, vomiting, coughing up blood, and syncope.
Ling Xuewei specially asked someone to take her to see that place, which was a tropical rain forest thirty kilometers away from the village. The surrounding trees were about a hundred years old. They were crown-shaped, with many branches and leaves, and their branches towered into the clouds. It was just that the trees were more than 100 years old.
Going deep into the forest, she found that more and more trees were dying.
In confusion, Ling Xuewei analyzed the soil's composition, and sure enough, the soil was also infected.
