I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

It's not quite the same as the dead Qinzhou as imagined.

In Qinzhou at night, there are still people in a hurry.

They were all wearing baggy clothes and hats that covered their faces, and they were transporting bodies.

The dead are transported to mass graves for cremation.

The whole process is silent, like watching a silent movie.

The arrival of Baicaoshi and Zheyu did not attract any attention.

Anyway, no one can see their faces, and under the shadow of death, everyone has only one thought, to live.

Besides, who would come to Qinzhou at this time?

On the corner of the street, there are little beggars shivering from the cold; under the bridge hole, there are homeless mothers and little girls.

The shops are naturally closed. I don't know if they can put up signs tomorrow?

The more you look at Baicao Poetry, the more shocking it becomes.

They are all innocent, but have become victims of this disaster.

Zheyu understood Baicaoshi's mood, so he took her hand.

I wanted to find an inn to live in first, and then find someone tomorrow.

It turned out that the inn was also expropriated.

The inn is a place where mildly infected people are managed intensively.

At dawn, there will be a free clinic to distribute medicine.

They found the tax reduction area and Quanjufang, but Quanjufang has been closed. The seal had a big cross drawn on it.

How can this stop Baicaoshi and Zheyu?

After going in, after tidying up briefly, Baicaoshi took out a tent and a sleeping bag that was set up outdoors, and slept with all her clothes on.

"Yu Bao, do you think we will find them?"

"Yes, maybe I will find it tomorrow, go to sleep."

Baicao could not sleep.

"You said, the whole city is sealed off, how will the supply be solved?"

"It's not too long since the epidemic has lasted, and there is always a surplus of food in the city. But it needs someone to coordinate and distribute according to the amount, otherwise there will be chaos."

Baicaoshi feels that the order along the way is fairly orderly.

"You said, who will be the coordinator behind the scenes?"

In fact, I have the answer in my heart, but I am not sure. I always feel that such a high-ranking person will not be in danger.

"Our enemy."

Zhe Yu's tone was extremely affirmative.

"Will you kill him when you see him?"

Human hearts are complicated, and human nature is also complicated. Baicaoshi is not sure, if she meets that person at this time, will she be able to do it. In her heart, she also hoped that he could save the people in the whole city.

Zhe Yu stretched out his hand from the sleeping bag, and stroked Baicaoshi's top hair.

"Don't think about it, before untying the same quilt Gu, spare his dog's life for the time being. Go to sleep."

In the darkness, Baicaoshi laughed silently.

To understand a city, the best information may be obtained from beggars.

In the early morning of the second day, after eating some dry food, Baicaoshi found the little beggar on the side of the road.

When talking, everyone is more than three meters apart.

"Little brother, do you know Quanjufang?"

The little beggar's first reaction was to lick his lips, and the smaller one next to him was drooling.

"It's been closed for a long time."

The smaller one seems to be in the period of voice change, the voice is the voice of a male duck, "We don't have any leftovers anymore. The leftovers from Quanjufang are delicious."

Those two simple sentences made Baicaoshi feel sad and proud.

Shan Yao was also a beggar before, and when he became rich, he would think of helping these people.

This is the source of drinking water ah.

"Then do you know where all the shopkeepers, clerks, and cooks in the store have gone?" Seeing Baicaoshi choked up, Zhe Yu asked this sentence for her.

The little beggar nodded, "I saw Sister Ahua distributing porridge to everyone at Seven Eyes Bridge."

Baicaoshi didn't know who A'hua was, presumably it was a female buddy recruited by Shanyao in Qinzhou. Qiyanqiao came out as soon as she inquired. Among the crowd queuing up to receive the relief porridge, Baicaoshi recognized Chef Gao, who was the cook who went to Pingzhao Prince's Mansion with her. He had a peculiar way of wearing his chef's hat, always at an angle of thirty degrees.

After all the porridge was delivered, Baicaoshi found Chef Gao.

In a secluded part of the relief site, such a conversation took place.

"Girl, you, you, you... why did you come here? Go away, the plague will happen at any time, and people will die at any time."

Baicaoshi pressed her hands down, signaling him not to get excited, "I'm here this time to take you home."

Going home is always a word full of temptation and a burning lamp in my heart.

Chef Gao wiped his eyes, "Now that Qinzhou is closed, how can I go back?"

"I said I can go back, so I can go back." Baicaoshi's tone was firm and unquestionable. "Now tell me, how many people in Quanjufang are healthy, how many are infected with the epidemic, and where is the yam."

Chef Gao, as the earliest chef with Baicaoshi and the oldest chef in Quanjufang, knows more than others.

"We were arrested at the end of the year. The other party arrested us and asked us to cook for them, so there was no embarrassment."

Well, the whole Quanjufang is regarded as a private chef team.

"Who is the person who captured you?" Zhe Yu asked.

Chef Gao recalled carefully that after they were taken away, their freedom was restricted, and they only had intermittent activities when cooking. "I once heard them say that it was the Ninth Elder."

Now Baicaoshi and Zheyu have basically confirmed that there is an elder hall in the Pei family, which belongs to the high-end combat power of the Pei family. Last time, Presbyterian Church was ordered to catch Baicao Poetry.

"Then have you heard of the Regent? Is Yam with you?" Baicaoshi asked.

When mentioning yam, Chef Gao's expression turned ugly, his eyebrows twisted into ropes. "We were not embarrassed, but the shopkeeper of yam was not so lucky. When he was arrested, he was beaten severely, and then he was treated again after the beating. Later, the shopkeeper of yam was taken away. We don't know who took it away."

Zhe Yu had a clue in his mind, "Now, are those elders still there? And who organized you to distribute porridge?"

Chef Gao was furious, "These bastards have all run away. Once I prepared good wine and good food to honor a leader. After a few drinks, the leader revealed the truth, saying that there was a master of poison among the elders. Research a powerful poison. At that time, send a few poisoners to Fengcheng, and Fengcheng can easily take it down. But later, the poison was so powerful that the subordinates of the elders were also infected, and within a few days, it became more and more serious look."

"I still remember that a similar incident happened in Wanzhou last year. Everyone in Quanjufang wore the kind of masks made by girls, so they escaped a catastrophe. Later, the elders ran away, and we were taken over by other forces. He gave us some medicinal materials to take every day, and let us give porridge every day."

Chef Gao didn't mention the Prince Regent at all, presumably none of these people knew of the existence of the Prince Regent. The last question of Baicao Poetry is, "Do you know where the scenery in Qinzhou is the best, where there are some big villas or villas?"

This time, Chef Gao was very happy. "In the past, diners often mentioned that Dongshan is a villa for rich people, while there are hot springs in the north of the city, and the residents are all dignitaries."