The house was confiscated at the beginning, so I evacuated my enemy's house to escape.

Wang Datou immediately exploded, "Feng Jiuyan, don't be too pushy! Forget about one pot, you still want to take a dagger! What, use a dagger to escape?"

"Sir, you are wronged! I only use the dagger to improve my own life, hunt some pheasants and rabbits to replenish my body, so that I can better diagnose and treat Master Meng! Besides, how can the little girl dare to run away, officials? With such good skills, how can I be the kind of person who hits rocks with an egg!"

Most of Wang Datou and Meng Liang's anger disappeared immediately.

Feng Jiuyan used his last trump card to loosen the two people's defenses, "I have a dagger. If I encounter herbs suitable for Master Meng's disease, I can pick some!"

After saying that, Feng Jiuyan looked at the two of them with a pair of innocent eyes.

Wang Datou looked at Meng Liang, and Meng Liang looked at Feng Jiuyan. He was silent for a long time before agreeing to Feng Jiuyan's request, "I can give you a dagger! But if you dare to use it to escape, you will be in trouble!"

Feng Jiuyan beamed, "Thank you, sir!"

After she achieved her goal, she smiled and said, "Sir, I have some energy now and can continue to give you acupuncture."

Meng Liang saw that Feng Jiuyan's hand holding the silver needle no longer shook, so he reluctantly nodded and asked her to continue applying the acupuncture.

Feng Jiuyan was no longer polite. He took the silver needle and inserted it specifically into the painful acupuncture points.

After this trip, Meng Liang was sweating coldly and in great pain.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Feng Jiuyan pulled out all the silver needles from Meng Liang's body and put them away. He gave a few instructions in a decent manner, "Sir, today's diagnosis and treatment is over. You need more rest. It's not appropriate to get angry, and it's not appropriate to be tired or running around!"

"Tsk, tsk, listen, who wouldn't think she is a very good doctor if she can say these words," Feng Jiuyan sighed.

Later, Wang Datou kept his promise and gave her a sharp dagger, three porcelain bowls, an iron pot and a spoon. He also said harsh words to scare her, "Put the dagger away and don't use it to do bad things, otherwise it will look good to you!"

Feng Jiuyan smiled and said, "I understand."

Wang Datou handed over the small bag of things in his hand and said with great reluctance, "Hmm, there is some rice here. Take it. Make up for it, so as not to say that you are too weak to help us every time you give an acupuncture." Sir, give me acupuncture!"

Feng Jiuyan was flattered and took the small bag of rice. The weight of the rice in her hand was only about one kilogram. But on this road of exile, this pound of rice is also very precious.

Wang Datou was so generous, which really shocked her.

Don't give up, Feng Jiuyan accepted everything.

The dagger was inserted into her waist, and the porcelain bowl, spoon and the small bag of rice were put into the iron pot. Carrying her big baggage, Feng Jiuyan walked towards the place where Mrs. Feng rested, taking advantage of the busy crowd that no one noticed her. When I was there, I put three porcelain bowls into the space and replaced them with three identical ones.

In addition, I also took three pairs of chopsticks from the space.

She doesn't want to use the bowl that Black Heart and Black Lung used!

She is also mysophobic!

When Feng Jiuyan carried the big and small bags back, the prisoners who were chewing on the rock-hard buns looked at the things in Feng Jiuyan's hands jealously.

His eyes were glowing green, and he wished he could pounce on Feng Jiuyan right now and snatch away everything on Feng Jiuyan.

When Feng Jiuyan returned to Mrs. Feng, there was already a pile of dry firewood piled on the ground.

Mrs. Feng was extremely surprised when she saw her daughter holding a large bag and an iron pot. He hurriedly went up to him, took some things from Feng Jiuyan's hand, and put them on the ground.

"Ayan, there is an iron pot! That's great! I can make soup for you from now on." Mrs. Feng held the black iron pot curiously for a while.

There is a reason why Mrs. Feng is so excited.

On the way to exile, the biggest reason why prisoners were unable to improve their meals was not only the lack of ingredients, but also the lack of cooking tools.

If you have this iron pot, you can pick some wild vegetables on the roadside, catch some fish by the stream, or make soup or cook. This journey of exile will be much easier.

Mrs. Feng reached into the iron pot and accidentally touched a kilogram of rice in a small cloth bag. She was so shocked that she was speechless. She didn't dare to say anything and pointed at the pot.

"Ayan, that's great. Where did you get these things?"

"Auntie, I treat Master Meng's illness, and these are all given to me by Master Meng." Feng Jiuyan bared her eight big white teeth and said nothing about how to get these things into her hands.

"Our Ayan is really capable!"

"Hey, grandma, you and your brother are watching these things. I'm going to cut a branch to roast the chicken, and I'll cook some porridge later. Let's have a good meal tonight!"

"Okay. Be careful and don't go too far." Mrs. Feng looked at her daughter with concern.

Feng Jiuyan walked to a place not far away and cut down a few branches by the dim firelight. Peel off the bark from one of the branches and take it to the stream to wash it before returning.

Later, Feng Jiuyan, with the help of Mrs. Feng and Feng Jiuli, made two shelves with vines. Used to rack the pheasant for roasting later.

Feng Jiuyan lit a pile of firewood with a fire stick, then skewered the marinated pheasants with branches and placed them on the two racks that had been prepared in advance for roasting.

Feng Jiuli volunteered and raised her little hand, "Sister, sister, I'll light the fire."

"Okay, pay attention to the heat. Don't make it too hot, or it will burn. Later, sister will give us a big chicken drumstick for us to eat."

The little guy nodded without taking his eyes off the roast chicken on the shelf, and even licked the corners of his mouth.

What a snack!

Feng Jiuyan shook her head and said to Mrs. Feng, "Mom, you and Ali are roasting chicken here. I'll go to the stream to fetch some water, and we'll make some porridge."

"How about you and Ayan roast chicken here, and Aniang goes to the stream to fetch water. It's too late, I don't trust you to go alone." Mrs. Feng looked at Feng Jiuyan with concern, frowning slightly .

Just now, she saw several people looking at them furtively. Maybe he's making some crooked ideas.

She didn't worry about her daughter going. If something happened, it would really kill her!

Feng Jiuyan felt warm in her heart and said with a smile, "Mom, it's not far from here. Besides, there are official guards nearby. Don't worry. Besides, your daughter is not a vegetarian. I'll come as soon as I go."

Mrs. Feng was helpless, "Then you come back quickly."

"it is good."

Feng Jiuyan put the rice into the iron pot and went to the stream with an iron pot. Along the way, he attracted a lot of fiery looks. They wanted to know what was in Feng Jiuyan's pot and couldn't help but poke their heads in to peek.

However, because it was too dark, they could not see clearly.

As a result, many prisoners pretended to be looking for something and took the opportunity to get close to Feng Jiuyan.

Some people who didn't care about life or death actually wanted to hit Feng Jiuyan. But Feng Jiuyan predicted their little moves, and in the end, Feng Jiuyan secretly hit the painful acupuncture points with pebbles.

Finally, Feng Jiuyan came to the stream.

There was no one by the stream, only the dim firelight illuminated the lake.

Feng Jiuyan was overjoyed. This made it easier for her to do small tricks.