When Fu Shiyi arrived, Li Changbo had just come down from the mountain.

Seeing Li Changbo taking off his straw raincoat and almost half of his body was soaked, and his shoes were taken off and his toes were wrinkled and white, Fu Shiyi was a little snatched in his heart.

She pursed her lips and didn't say much. She went up to help him take out his clothes, and then arranged to make ginger soup.

In the ginger soup, Fu Shiyi added a lot of brown sugar - at this time, replenishing some calories will also help resist the cold and replenish your energy.

There are actually some considerations when making ginger soup.

It is best to pat the ginger and then slice it and cook it so that it can produce a stronger ginger flavor.

Fu Shiyi boiled a large pot, but couldn't wait to finish it, so he quickly boiled a bowl of Li Changbo in a small pot, and left the rest to the cook to cook.

He brought the ginger soup to Li Changbo and looked at the blood in his eyes. Fu Shiyi felt even more distressed, and his tone couldn't help but soften a little: "Drink a bowl of ginger soup, don't worry about the rest, and have a good sleep."

Li Changbo was already very haggard on his face, but he was still in good spirits. After taking the ginger soup and drinking it all, he spoke a little excitedly: "Our method has worked."

"Yes." Fu Shiyi was also happy with this, but felt even more distressed: "But you are so tired."

"Not worry." Li Changbo waved his hand: "This not only saved the dam, but also saved the lives of these workers. Once the dam breaks, these people will be the first to be affected-"

When Fu Shiyi heard this, he felt a sense of pride and pride in his heart: "After all, it is the solution you think of in County Magistrate Li, how could it not work?"

Li Changbo's mouth raised high: "No matter what, this matter is worth celebrating. After going down the mountain, I will celebrate with Xiaoma Fu."

Speaking of going down the mountain, Fu Shiyi handed the county magistrate's letter to Li Changbo.

Li Changbo opened it and looked at it in a few seconds, leaving only solemnity on his face. He sneered: "I'm afraid these people don't want to live anymore."

After hearing what he said, Fu Shiyi probably thought that it might not be a good content. He was also a little curious: "What did the letter say?"

"The letter reminded me that Liu Yuansong is not a good person, please be careful." Li Changbo handed the letter directly to Fu Shiyi.

Fu Shiyi also scanned it and found that these reminders were not ordinary obscure and had a bit of ambiguous meaning.

So she also sneered: "No matter how confused County Magistrate Liu is, he will not dare to tamper with this matter. After all, you can get caught by just one investigation."

"He is trying to confuse the public." Li Changbo raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows: "Now they should know about borrowing food, so it depends on how they deal with it next."

"In addition, the dam can be completed in up to ten days. It just so happens that the flood season."

Speaking of this, Li Changbo finally felt a little more joy on his face.

Fu Shiyi also nodded: "No matter what, as long as the people's livelihood is not affected, it is the best."

After talking about this, Fu Shiyi told the Lin Xing case again.

Li Changbo heard this and sighed: "I'm still dead."

Afterwards, he asked Fang Liang to invite Liu Yuansong over and told him the case.

Liu Yuansong also said nothing for a long time, and finally sighed: "The difference between one thought, the difference between one thought."

The two discussed how to sentence them again, and then they parted again and went to bed.

Fu Shi came, and it was fine, so he simply stayed to help.

After a heavy rain, many bamboo shoots popped up overnight.

Fu Shiyi and the chef were carrying a basket and dug almost half of the basket.

It was just right to make pork fried bamboo shoots at noon.

It was served with some sauerkraut and dogwood, which tasted sour and sour, sour and refreshing, and it was especially delicious.

In addition, Fu Shiyi also bought an old hen and planned to stew some soup for Li Changbo. For more than a month, he was tired of boats and cars and stayed up late to patrol, and even the iron-clad body could not bear it!

Since it is stewed with chicken soup, after Fu Shiyi cleans the chicken, chop it directly, blanch it, add water and ginger slices, and start stewing the pepper.

Old hens are not easy to be soft, so they are afraid they have to stew for an afternoon.

So Fu Shiyi added a full pot of water.

As for the ingredients inside, Fu Shiyi planned to mix some ginkgo, lettuce, and kombu.

Kunbu brought it from Chang'an.

After soaking, cut into long slices with two fingers wide, peel the lettuce and cut into a hob piece, and wait half an hour before the pot to throw them down and stew them together.

As for ginkgo, I put it down from the beginning.

Stewed chicken with ginkgo is also a medicinal diet.

Ginkgo is actually the fruit of the ginkgo tree. It is rich in ginkgo acid and is very good for the human body.

However, if the ginkgo tree is planted, it will not bear fruit for ten years. Moreover, the tree is divided into male and female. If you are not lucky, it will not bear fruit if you plant it, so it will be useless.

So ginkgo is not affordable to everyone.

It was almost dark in the evening, and Li Changbo had just woken up.

Fu Shiyi went to pour him tea himself - the tea is the new tea that comes down, and it is the local spring tea.

After drinking some tea and moistening the mouth, Fu Shiyi asked him: "Are you hungry?"

Li Changbo nodded: "I'm so hungry."

Fu Shiyi brought the chicken soup in for Li Changbo to drink, and then served with a steamed white flour cake.

The old hen's chicken soup was stewed for an afternoon, and it was already soft and rotten. At this time, a thick layer of translucent butter on the soup was all brought by the old hen.

In addition to the meat pieces, green and transparent lettuce pieces and brown kelp are also full of color, fragrance and flavor.

After sniffing it, it even made the greed even more.

Li Changbo was really hungry, and he ate a bite of steamed bun and a bite of food.

Compared to his gentle appearance, he is not like a person anymore.

But even so, his eating habits are pretty.

Fu Shi looked at it, felt distressed, and then thought: I would make something delicious tomorrow—

Li Changbo was eating, and Liu Yuansong came over.

However, Liu Yuansong came over with the smell. As soon as he entered the tent, he couldn't help but say, "Miss Fu is so unkind that he can't bear to give me a bowl of chicken soup!"

Fu Shi glanced at the chicken soup he brought over in the whole pot, and was not guilty at all: "Mr. Li is my fiancé, and Ms. Liu and I were just a chance meeting--"

Liu Yuansong was so choked that he was speechless.

He glanced at the chicken soup and swallowed, but it still suppressed the greed. He only talked about the serious matter: "Not far from the foot of the mountain, someone came to report the case, saying that the body that was buried shortly after his family was missing."

After a pause, he added: "It was because we dug those holes that last night, the heavy rain formed a stream, which washed away the grave and lifted the coffin board - so I discovered it."

Fu Shi was stunned when he heard this: "I'm afraid this is not a manifestation, right? Why is it such a coincidence-"
Chapter completed!