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

Under the dim firelight, Feng Jiuyan turned his back to everyone, squatted down, and washed the iron pot with river water first. Then, he symbolically poured a little rice from the bag into the iron pot. With a thought, he took another half a kilogram of rice from the space and put it into the iron pot.

She washed the rice with river water and then secretly put it into the iron pot with spiritual spring water.

Although the spiritual spring water in the space cannot achieve the powerful effect of detoxifying, it can also help patients recover quickly. People who are in good health can also strengthen their health by drinking it.

Therefore, there is no reason for her to leave such good spiritual spring water unused and use river water to cook porridge!

Feng Jiuyan smacked her lips, thinking that plain porridge would be tasteless, and her mother and brother were not as healthy as hers. They had been on the road for a day and needed to replenish themselves.

She looked at the sparkling river and had an idea. After making sure there was no one around, she caught three pond fish that weighed several ounces from the fish pond in the space.

The scientific name of Tangjiaoyu is Tangjiao, which is a kind of catfish. It is warm and tonic, can replenish the body and yang, and is very nutritious. Fish meat contains a variety of minerals and trace elements. It's perfect for replenishing the body.

What's more, the fish ponds in the space are all watered by spiritual springs. You can imagine how precious the fish, shrimps, crabs and other things in the fish pond are.

Feng Jiuyan stunned the three pond fish directly. Then, he grabbed a pond fish with his left hand and dug the gills hard with two fingers of his right hand. A stream of blood gushes out and drips into the iron pot.

The blood of Tangjiao fish is the most warming and tonic and cannot be wasted.

Put the fish viscera aside and put the processed Tangjiao fish into the iron pot. The other two pond fish were treated in the same way. Finally, the entrails were buried with sand.

After doing all this, Feng Jiuyan pretended to make a lot of noise by the river.

Everyone looked at the dark riverside and talked about it.

"Hey, what's going on? What's happening on the other side of the river?"

"Who knows! It's probably the eldest lady of the Feng family of Zhenbei General Mansion who fell into the river!"

"What? What are you waiting for? Hurry up and save people!" A young man rolled up his sleeves to the cuffs and ran towards the stream.

Unexpectedly, he was stopped by several people.

"What are you worrying about! I don't know how nourishing my life is, with eggs, steamed buns, and sesame cakes. Look, didn't you just get an iron pot from the official? There's something in that tightly covered pot. There are better things. They didn’t even bring them out for you to eat! What’s more, the people in Feng Mansion are unmoved, why are you worrying so much!”

After saying that, those people nodded in the direction of the second and third bedrooms of the Feng family.

All the people in the second and third bedrooms were seen standing under the big tree, staring closely at the roasted pheasant in the hands of Mrs. Feng and Feng Jiuli not far away.

The young man hesitated, "That can't be done. Human lives are at stake! If you don't save me, I will save him."

"Bah! Why are you pretending to be a hero! If you dare to save that bitch today, I will be rude to your sister!" One of them looked at the young man's sister with lewd eyes.

"You!" The young man pulled his sister behind him and looked at the stream with a worried look.

Feng Jiuyan, who was immersed in building momentum, had no idea about all this. She estimated that the show was almost done, so she ran back with the iron pot in hand.

From a distance, everyone saw Feng Jiuyan running back with excited steps, and they were shocked.

"No, didn't this girl fall into the river? Why did she run back happily carrying a pot?"

"Yes, and the clothes are only half wet, and the hair is not dripping. It doesn't look like it fell into the river!"

The prisoners, who were gloating about Feng Jiuyan's misfortune because they thought Feng Jiuyan had fallen into the river, were very puzzled.

Feng Jiuyan ignored them and ran back to the main room to rest.

A gust of wind blew by, and some prisoners with sensitive noses could smell something unusual.

"The smell of blood, um, and fishy smell, this is..." He looked at the dark streamside, figured it out, and ran quickly towards the streamside.

The people on the side also reacted and slapped their thighs, "Fuck, this guy didn't fall into the river! He was just catching fish!"

As soon as this was said, the prisoners were shocked.

Yes, why didn't they expect there to be fish in the river?

They had not eaten meat for more than a day, and after traveling for a full day, their stomachs were already empty and there was no inventory.

When they heard that there were fish, everyone was very excited. Those who knew how to swim and those who didn't knew how to swim ran towards the river.

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"Ayan, you're back. You've been away for a long time and haven't come back. You're worried about me." Mrs. Feng took the iron pot from Feng Jiuyan's hand, glanced at Feng Jiuyan up and down, and relaxed after confirming that she was fine. Take a breath.

Mrs. Feng shrugged her nose and said in surprise, "The fishy smell...is this fish?"

Feng Jiuyan nodded and said, "Yes. When I was washing rice by the river just now, I found a few angler fish. But, hey." She sighed with a regretful expression, "It's a pity that I only caught three. The others ran away.”

Hearing this, Mrs. Feng opened the lid of the pot and looked inside. I saw that the water in the pot had been dyed red by the blood of the angler fish, and the three angler fish were lying quietly on the white rice.

"Ayan, you're awesome! It's great to be able to catch the three tails." Mrs. Feng lowered her voice and praised.

Feng Jiuli also nodded in agreement, "Yes, sister, you are already very powerful."

The little guy's eyes never left the roasted chicken for a moment, staring at the roasted chicken in the fire seriously for fear of burning it.

Feng Jiuyan: "..." Can you be more perfunctory?

Shaking her head, Feng Jiuyan took out the rice in a cloth bag from her arms and handed it to Mrs. Feng, "Auntie, put it away. I'll set up a stove and cook the porridge right away. We can have porridge in a while."

After that, Feng Jiuyan found a few stones and built a simple stove.

Putting the iron pot on the stove, Mrs. Feng was responsible for lighting the fire and cooking the porridge.

If the fish does not have cooking wine and ginger, it will be very fishy. Feng Jiuyan planned to go and ask Wang Datou for some.

Now they want something from her, and it's all for nothing if they don't mention conditions.

After Feng Jiuyan said hello to Mrs. Feng, she walked towards the direction where Wang Datou was camping.

When Wang Datou saw Feng Jiuyan coming towards them, he couldn't help but tremble. He quickly hid the money on his body, and after making sure it was well hidden, he pretended to be calm and continued to do what he was doing.

After Feng Jiuyan explained his purpose and asked for rice wine and ginger, Wang Datou breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as you don't ask for money, everything is easy.

Wang Datou happily gave Feng Jiuyan half a can of rice wine and a large piece of ginger, waved his hand, and sent Feng Jiuyan away.

On the way back, Feng Jiuyan secretly packed some salt, pepper, chili pepper and other seasonings in the space in bamboo tubes, and also used a small earthen pot to fill a can of lard.

In this way, no one will doubt the origin of these things.

After all, she had just returned from begging for something from Wang Datou.

Feng Jiuyan went back with a bunch of things, cut some ginger slices into the iron pot, and poured some rice wine, lard, and an appropriate amount of salt into it.

Anyway, she just asked for something from Wang Datou, no one would doubt it

For a moment, the pheasant roasting on the shelf was also sizzling with oil, and the aroma was fragrant. The porridge in the iron pot is also churning, and the sweet smell of fish overflows from the lid——