Saving the second male lead: Wouldn’t it be nice to kidnap her and have her as your wife?

When the two woke up the next day, it was already noon.

Feng Qingyun got up at this time because of a hangover, while Qiu Jue got up at this time because no one cared about him during his years in the Resurrection Sect, and he got up at this time every day because that was his biological clock.

Then they both washed and put on clean clothes.

After a brief exchange, the two people assigned tasks to themselves.

Both of them went out and the temperature in the morning was already suitable.

Feng Qingyun went to see his small medicinal field, and Qiu Jue was sitting on the earthen stove outside thinking about what to eat in the morning.

I don’t know who built the earthen stove. It looks very simple and shows few signs of use.

Feng Qingyun himself doesn’t care much about what he eats every day. He always eats whatever is available and just adds some flavor to boiled vegetables.

But Qiu Jue refused sternly, saying that his current physical condition was not good and if he continued to do so, the situation might become worse.

Unable to persuade him, Feng Qingyun followed Qiu Jue.

However, there was almost no food in his house, only a small bag of millet and some bacon he made when he came back from hunting in the mountains.

Then Feng Qingyun watched Qiu Jue pick up a basket and leave the yard, and soon came back with a small pile of wild vegetables.

Then the wild vegetable and cured meat porridge was prepared, and Feng Qingyun ate it with great relish.

After the two finished eating, Qiu Jue rinsed the dishes and chopsticks with well water and asked Feng Qingyun if he wanted to go to the nearby town.

Feng Qingyun asked him if he wanted to buy anything else.

Qiu Jue nodded and said, "Buy some rice, meat and vegetables, and then go to the pharmacy to get some medicine."

Feng Qingyun was puzzled: "What are you buying medicine for?"

"For you. I took your pulse last night and found that you are deficient in yang energy. I have a prescription for a tonic that will suit your condition."

Hearing that it was for his own use, Feng Qingyun felt a little embarrassed and scratched his head: "Ah, actually I am taking medicine now."

Then Feng Qingyun told Qiu Jue roughly what happened when he went to see the genius doctor Duan Gu.

Although Doctor Duan Gu was helpless against the poison in his body, he could not bear to watch someone's body deteriorate rapidly, so he prescribed a prescription for Feng Qingyun to warm up and nourish him.

Qiu Jue lowered his head in thought.

If Feng Qingyun hadn't taken any medicine, his condition would be understandable. But his current condition was so weak and terrible, could it be that he had already been warmed up?

Feng Qingyun rolled up his sleeves, leaned against the fence of the small medicinal field, and let Qiu Jue touch him again.

The temperature outside is not low now, and his physical condition has improved somewhat, but he still feels weak inside.

"Let's go to town together tomorrow. We don't have enough herbs left at home, so let's go get some more." Feng Qingyun put down his sleeves to tell Qiu Jue not to worry too much. "If you want to buy something, I can help you carry it."

The nearest town is about twenty miles away. The morning market where you can buy vegetables basically opens at 1:00 a.m. and closes at 7:00 p.m.

They both got up at 9:00 p.m., which was too late and the market had already closed, so they had to get up early the next morning to go together.

Qiu Jue nodded, "Okay, you can also pick out some food you like to buy."

"I'm so poor," Feng Qingyun wanted to show that he had nothing, but unfortunately he was wearing shorts without pockets: "I used all my money to find an antidote."

"I have."

I watched Feng Qingyun squatting in the middle of the small medicinal field, digging around to see if there were any weeds or insect eggs.

Qiu Jue looked at Feng Qingyun for a while, then turned around and left the yard again.

After an hour or two, they brought back some game and some seasonings such as wild peppers.

Dinner is taken care of.

The next day, before dawn, the two of them got up at the same time.

Qiu Jue pushed the quilt aside, and the two of them walked leisurely on the mountain path where the morning light was faintly visible.

Feng Qingyun was unable to use Qinggong, so Qiu Jue walked slowly with him.

An hour later, we arrived at the small town.

Qiu Jue first went to find a stall selling woven baskets and spent a few dollars to buy a backpack that he could carry on his back.

I bought some rice and flour, some vegetables that were not available in the mountains, went to the butcher's shop to cut more than ten pounds of pork, beef and mutton, and went to the official shop to buy a pound of brown sugar and three pounds of salt.

It's just daybreak now and the temperature is very cool. The meat has been bled, so at least it won't go bad on the back.

Then the two went to the pharmacy.

The clerk in the drugstore seemed to recognize Feng Qingyun. When he saw him come in, he quickly put down the steelyard in his hand and came to greet him: "Mr. Feng, you are here again? Is it the same prescription as last time? Wait a moment, I will get it for you. How many copies do you want?"

Feng Qingyun ordered ten servings, and the waiter went to the counter to weigh various items.

Qiu Jue used his eyes to ask Feng Qingyun what was going on. Feng Qingyun told him that this young man used to be a herbalist here, responsible for collecting herbs in the mountains. Once he encountered a wild wolf in the mountains and almost died. Feng Qingyun happened to pass by and saved him. After that, he has been so friendly with him and always calls him Feng Da Xia.

Qiu Jue nodded to show that he understood.

After a while, the waiter came over carrying a pile of medicine packets. After taking the money, he gave Qiu Jue the medicine he wanted.

Hearing the name Qiu Jue called out, the waiter looked at Qiu Jue strangely.

How come these are all Yang-tonifying medicines? This stranger who came with Hero Feng looked handsome and strong, but I didn't expect that he actually had such a hidden illness.

The young man shook his head, obediently filled the medicine according to the dosage, thoughtfully wrote the name of the medicinal ingredient on each medicine packet, and took five taels of Qiu Jue.

Feng Qingyun was asked to take the two stacks of medicine packets.

The morning market has been set up and some small vendors have started selling food.

The two people sat in front of a wonton stall at the end of the road and ordered two bowls of pork wontons.

In this day and age, meat is almost a luxury, just like salt.

These two bowls alone, which add up to more than twenty small wontons, cost Qiu Jue 5 taels.

But the cooking skills are indeed good, there is a lot of fillings, and the seasoning is also to Qiu Jue's taste.

It’s a pity that there is too little and not enough to eat.

Qiu Jue ordered two more bowls of vegetarian noodles and ate them all.

At the same time, Feng Qingyun finished eating the bowl of wontons in his hand.

There was a vendor next to him carrying a large basket selling lard candy.

Qiu Jue walked over and asked for two taels, then turned around and handed it to Feng Qingyun so that he could eat it when he was free.

Then he picked up a piece and ate it.

He had never eaten this kind of thing before, but had seen this snack in some unofficial history.

To be honest, it's not very tasty, the oil taste is too strong, and the sweetness of the sugar is too rough. But it is one of the few snacks nowadays.

After finishing their meal and paying the bill, they started walking back while the sun was still low.

Qiu Jue carried a basket weighing more than 30 kilograms, and he moved with ease as if he were walking on flat ground. Feng Qingyun also used his footwork, although not as fast as usual, but much faster than an ordinary person.

In the evening, Qiu Jue made angelica, ginger and beef soup for Feng Qingyun.

Feng Qingyun commented sharply: "If I continue to be fed by you, I'm afraid I won't be able to live without your food."

Qiu Jue smiled and said, "You should. If you want to eat, I'll make it for you."

Feng Qingyun looked resentful.

Qiu Jue modified the thatched house bit by bit. It had more wooden structures, making it more resistant to wind and rain and no longer leaking.

Proper beds, tables and chairs were gradually added to the house, so at least Qiu Jue didn't have to sleep on the floor anymore.

The two would get up together every day to practice some basic skills. Qiu Jue was very interested in Feng Qingyun's sword-circling moves, and Feng Qingyun also had some opinions on Qiu Jue's swordsmanship, so they learned from each other and taught each other.

The two of them would go to town once a week to buy some food and ingredients for medicinal foods, and they would also bring back a lot of wine.

Occasionally, if there is a night market, we would go shopping together and buy some new and interesting gadgets.

Going up the mountain to hunt, drinking and chatting, calling each other brothers.

I spent a long and happy period living in seclusion in the mountains.

[Host, your cheap disciple has been accepted as a disciple by the Second Elder.]