RPAGF Chapter 212 The Taste of Memory
Chapter 212 The Taste of Memory
Old man He touched the little girl's head, then hurriedly ran back to the main tent with the ginseng.
"Here... there is ginseng here. Can the military camp take a look and see if it can be used?"
This sentence attracted everyone's attention. Seeing that the ginseng was tightly wrapped in fine cotton cloth, the military doctor opened the package in no time. His hands trembled when he saw the ginseng that was nearly a hundred years old.
"This ginseng is good. One root is worth many roots. It has a rich flavor and is a good thing."
The military doctor looked at Old Man He and said, "Are you sure you want to give it to General Shan? It's worth a lot of money, at least a hundred taels of silver in the capital."
Old Man He: “…”
He felt that the person in front of him was too talkative, and if he continued talking, the old general might even lose his life.
She stretched out her hand and pushed him to the bed, uttering a single word, "Help!"
Seeing that the military doctor was still not moving, he said anxiously, "Hurry up, or someone will die soon."
The main account suddenly became busy again. When the eldest son of the Shan family came back from outside, he saw the ginseng and asked the people in the main account.
After learning that it was the He family who took out the ginseng, he walked to the outside of their tent without saying a word and knelt on the ground.
"Uncle He and Aunt He took out ginseng today to save my father's life. From now on, they are the benefactors of the Xia family. Please accept my greetings."
When Mrs. He came out, she quickly reached out to help him up and said, "What are you doing? The old general is a hero of the Nanxu Kingdom. It's just a ginseng, nothing."
As if treating a younger generation in the family, she pulled him aside and asked him with concern: "Have you had your meal? Where is Master Ranzhi? I'll leave some food for you."
Gu Ma and the others quickly served the meal and left. Young Master Shan almost burst into tears, his nose red, and said in a sobbing voice: "I am old, and according to the rules I cannot enter the tent, so as not to ruin the reputation of the two elders."
He stood there looking pitiful. He didn't want to cry, but he thought of his mother because he hadn't felt cared for in a long time.
The Prime Minister's wife was also very sad, thinking that Mrs. Shan had been following the army since her marriage, and died before she could recover from the loss of her health.
She has devoted her entire life to the frontier, and as a woman, she admires her.
He walked up to him, pulled his sleeve and pressed him on the stool, and ordered someone to open the tent door.
"Enjoy your meal peacefully. There are so many people watching. I will see who dares to speak nonsense and cut off his tongue."
"You are just a child, about the same age as the eldest child in my aunt's family. You will get old if you think too much." He said this seriously.
Due to long-term exposure to wind and sun, Mr. Shan's skin is dark and looks a bit haggard, which makes his two mothers feel distressed.
People coming and going outside the main tent saw this scene and were truly happy for the young general. As far as they could remember, only when the general's wife was alive would she often bring food to visit the old general and others.
Some disabled veterans came over quietly upon hearing what was happening, and left with red eyes after seeing what was happening, not wanting to alarm the people inside.
General Shan was just about to eat when he adjusted his mood. Mrs. He brought another bowl of egg custard over and said with a smile, "I've reserved this for you and Ranzhi. Eat it while it's hot."
Familiar words, familiar speech.
The man in his forties couldn't hold back any longer and took a mouthful of the egg custard with tears in his eyes.
"There is not much food in the frontier. When my mother was alive, she often made steamed egg custard for me and my brother. After she passed away, we never ate it again."
Mrs. He sighed, patted his back gently, and comforted him: "Don't live in peace, I will do it for you every day in the future, and I will do it for you when I return to the capital."
"Ah~~~" he responded, savoring the flavor he hadn't tasted for many years. Every bite was particularly sacred and full of respect. "It was so delicious that he squinted his eyes, and he felt much more relaxed than before.
Inside the main tent, the military doctor carefully cut open the ginseng and put it into General Shan's mouth. But after a moment, his breathing became much stronger, which surprised him.
"This ginseng is so effective. Just a small piece is enough to show its effect." He wrapped the wound up again with gentle movements and began to treat the old general's wound with his colleagues.
They were busy until night, when torches were lit in the military camp. The military doctor finally walked out of the main tent with a tired look on his face.
"Don't worry, young general. He has passed the critical period. Now he just hopes that he won't have a fever. If he can get through this night, his life will be saved."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. General Shan was like the soul of the army. As long as he was there, the army's morale would not be disturbed.
General Shan bowed and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Go back and have a rest. I'll send someone to call if there's anything else."
The military doctors were already quite old, and were quite tired after a busy day. When they dragged their exhausted bodies back to the tent, they saw a lot of delicious food.
"Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle..." My stomach instantly started singing the empty city plan.
"Was this made by the big kitchen?" The military doctors' tone was full of doubt. They knew the military's cooking skills were not as delicious as what they saw before them.
Soon someone explained, "No, the person who brought it said that the young general sympathized with your hard work and asked Madam He to help make it. Let's eat it while it's hot."
Military doctor: “!!”
I was so moved that I wanted to cry right there.
No one cared about their image at all. They put the medicine box behind them and started to drink the medicine crazily.
Finally, they got to taste the delicious food that the young master had mentioned, and they were all deeply moved.
Until the evening, everyone was worried that the old general would have a fever. Fortunately, God was kind and he survived safely.
The next day, when the military camp came to change the dressings, they cut another piece of ginseng for the old general to hold in his mouth. He always felt that it was because of the effect of the ginseng that the old general was able to survive the critical period.
I thought, since I already owe a lot of favors, one more would be fine.
"The old general is fine now, and he will wake up in the next two days. It's all thanks to the ginseng that the He family sent in time. Otherwise..." These words were said to remind the young general not to offend anyone.
General Shan nodded to show that he understood, and asked the people around him to go look for his brother in the woods and come back to discuss with him what gift to give him.
When Shan Xingyan got the news, he rushed back exhausted. He first took a look at his father, and only felt relieved after confirming that everything was fine.
Seeing how messy he was, General Shan felt sorry for him and said, "Go back and wash up first. Aunt He left some egg custard for you."
Hearing this, Shan Xingyan looked up and smiled, as if he had thought of something.
This aroused his curiosity, so he asked, and then he heard his brother say with a smile: "Before, only Sister Ning'er had egg custard to eat."
He understood instantly that it was because the He family treated them as their own that they were able to eat the delicious egg custard.
He simply told the brothers about the He family's ginseng, and the two brothers chatted in the tent for a long time, including topics such as personal property.
Xia Yining, who had just woken up, stretched himself lazily, feeling that the past ten hours had been so comfortable that all the fatigue in his body was swept away.