Chapter 693

Originally, she wanted to prepare it in her own tent, because that would not disturb other people, but then she thought that she had so many herbs, if she was alone, she would definitely be too busy. Come here because there is someone here who can help her!

Before leaving, Yan Qingyi had already told him that he should help him wash the herbs.

He also agreed, and after Yan Qingyi brought the herbs over, he started cleaning her.

This person, he is none other than the one who was rescued by Yan Qingyi when he fainted earlier. He is one of the soldiers in the army who cooks for everyone, so when Yan Qingyi needs him now, he will help her without hesitation!

After the soldier washed all the herbs, Yan Qingyi set the fire on his own and poured cold water into the pot.

This step should last a long time. The fire should not be too high. It can only be boiled slowly with medium heat. At the same time, the herbs in the pot must be turned counterclockwise to prevent them from sticking to the pot.

While stirring the herbs in the pot, Yan Qingyi asked the soldier, "By the way, what's your name?"

The soldier was setting fire for her. Hearing her words, he looked up at her and said, "My name is Qi Yuan."

"I see you, you shouldn't be big this year, right?"

"Yeah, I'm seventeen this year."

Seventeen, in modern terms, is still a high school kid.

Unexpectedly, in another place, a seventeen-year-old child has already entered the battlefield.

"My name is Qingcheng, you can just call me Qingcheng in the future!"

"Okay, Miss Qingcheng."

Qi Yuan's ears were red, and he didn't know if he was embarrassed, or if he had been roasted for so long in front of the fire.

When Yan Qingyi heard these three words, she laughed out loud.

Qi Yuan is seventeen this year, she is sixteen this year, the other party has to call her sister, and now she is caught off guard and called her sister, she is really at a loss.

"Hehe, you don't need to call me Sister Qingcheng, you can just call me Qingcheng!"

"it is good!"

The herbs in the pot have already been boiled. This pot is very big. It is not a problem to cook two Yan Qingyi, so it is very difficult for her to stir here by herself. Moreover, after all the heat rushed up, she could not see clearly. , so it is very laborious.

Seeing that she was making a fuss, Qi Yuan got up and walked to her side, and brought the iron pan and shovel in her hand.

"Qingcheng, go make a fire, and I'll help you turn the herbs inside."

"Hey, then I thank you in advance!"

Yan Qingyi clapped her hands and went to sit in front of the boiler.

Within a few dozen feet of the boiler, there is a strong medicinal scent everywhere, which is completely different from the taste of boiled traditional Chinese medicine. This smell is very comfortable and refreshing. The originally hot camp has suddenly calmed down everyone's hearts because of this refreshing smell!

Those soldiers who had already laid down and slept for the shift change were unable to fall asleep because of the hot temperature. Now that this refreshing smell has drifted into the camp, they have all fallen asleep under the comfort of this smell.

After about an hour and a half of cooking, it was done.

At this time, the herbs in the cauldron were no longer potions, but a pot of turquoise and sticky things.

When Yan Qingyi waited for them to dissipate, and when there was only some residual temperature left, she let Qi Yuan watch here, and then she went to her tent, sneakily, called 003 and gave her more than 300 thumbs and thumbs. Almost the same size of small white medicine bottles, all of which are contained in a sack!