Whether you understand them or not, you'll know when they come back. Feeling extremely exhausted, he could not hold on any longer. After saying goodbye to licorice, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep slumber.

Mr. Xue was woken up by the licorice in the afternoon.

"Husband, Husband, it's time to eat dinner."

Dinner was a bowl of millet porridge, while the licorice was steamed with millet and boiled with a bowl of soy radish. There was oil in the soup, so it wasn't too plain.

The food was not considered good, compared to what Mr. Xue ate in the modern world, it was even worse. However, in this era, the early Tang Dynasty's Weize Pass and the satisfied expression on the licorice root showed that this kind of food was already considered good.

"Husband, do you want another bowl?"

Mr. Xue was unconscious for two days, besides the medicine juice, he did not eat much other than the medicine juice. Perhaps he was physically weak, or perhaps he was already full from drinking the medicine, but he did not feel hungry.

"My husband is too polite. If you want to make things convenient, you can call me."

Mr. Xue was fed spoonfuls after spoonfuls of licorice. After helping him pack up, Mr. Xue started to eat his own food. Liquorice was a considerate person. With Mr. Xue's current state, he couldn't even finish his own food and drinks. Everything was taken care of by the licorice.

Mr. Xue was both embarrassed and grateful. Other than his closest family members, how many people nowadays could serve others without any complaints! Mr. Xue was neither related nor related to licorice, so the gratitude in his heart couldn't be expressed with words.

Seeing Mr. Xue's red face, Liquorice smiled and scratched his head, "Husband, don't think too much, it's inconvenient for you right now. It's only natural for me to do this. Husband, take care of him."

Faced with the kindness of others, no matter how much gratitude Mr. Xue expressed, he still felt pale. He kept it in his mind and asked about the situation of the dogs: "licorice, how long did I sleep for? Did Steamed Bun and the others return? "

"Husband slept for an hour, then …" Steamed Bun and Steamed Bun had just returned. They even brought back a hare and three wild chickens! "

When he mentioned Steamed Bun's name, his eyes lit up and he even swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Mr. Xue couldn't care about anything else, he could only suppress the surprise in his heart and confirmed again: "We really caught the hare and pheasant and they came back?"

Maybe Mr. Xue's emotions had infected the licorice, so the licorice was also full of joy: "I really brought it back! Husband's orders, Packs... Steamed Bun, Steamed Bun, and Steamed Bun understood! What a clever dog! "

That's right! That was the main point! It wasn't strange that dogs could hunt, it was strange that dogs could understand Mr. Xue's orders to go hunting. The intelligence of the buns was beyond imagination! He would call for help, be able to understand orders and bring his prey back, and be more understanding of human nature … This surprise was somewhat big! Was this due to teleportation?

Mr. Xue really wanted to jump up and down a few times, but unfortunately, other than his neck being able to move, he couldn't even move a finger right now. His face was full of happiness. He smiled so happily that even his teeth could not be seen. "Steamed buns, steamed buns, soy milk, youtiao, come in!"

He used all his strength to call out the names of the four dogs. After he called out the names, he began to pant without even bothering about them. The four dogs entered in a line with prey in their mouths. Mr. Xue first looked at their stomachs and mumbled to himself. It seemed that they had eaten their fill. He then looked at the prey in their mouths with relief.

When he walked in front of Mr. Xue and put down the rabbit, the rabbit was actually still alive. It stomped on the ground and wanted to run away, but the right front paw of the steamed bun pressed down on it and lowered its head to take a bite on the rabbit's neck. It didn't bite, it just bit, the rabbit was still alive.

Mr. Xue's mood was like a pot of cold beer being poured from the heavens, revealing that great pleasure, surprise, inexplicable gratification, and unstinting praise for it: "Good job with the steamed buns! "Awesome!"

The steamed bun slowly wagged its tail, waiting for Mr. Xue to take the prey in its mouth. However, Mr. Xue's entire body was weak. It was difficult for him to even stand up, let alone catch a live hare. He could only try to communicate with the steamed bun: "Steamed bun, I can't move master, can you give the rabbit to licorice?"

The steamed bun glanced at the licorice, put the hare down, pressed its paws on the hare to keep it from running, and then looked at the licorice. "When they came back, I told them to leave their prey behind, but now they're actually willing to let me take their prey away. They're really smart and loyal."

Mr. Xue's eyes were filled with joy, "Of course, this is Lang Qing and De Mu. You are not the master, they would definitely not listen to you. Do you think you are a retard?"

"What's that?"

"A well dog!"

"What is a Well Dog?"

"It's a type of special dog, one that won't even listen to its master's orders. It only knows how to make fun of itself. Don't worry about it, licorice, come get the rabbit! "

"Sigh!"

The licorice grew closer to the steamed bun, and the steamed bun continued to look at him calmly. Seeing him grab the rabbit's ear, it let go of its claws. It was unknown whether the licorice root was overjoyed or not, but with a stomp from the rabbit, it did not manage to grab hold of the rabbit and let it run away!

"Ah!

Liu Gan screamed. Before he could say anything, the steamed bun jumped up like lightning and his body nimbly jumped up and down. When he stopped, the rabbit was already struggling under the steamed bun's claws. The steamed bun turned around and looked at the licorice. Unexpectedly, the licorice turned red from being stared at, and he felt extremely embarrassed. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'll definitely get it this time!"

Only then did the steamed bun turn around and wait for the licorice to take away the hare again. He waited for the licorice root to take away the rabbit, then he sat down on the ground, laid his head on his front paws and watched silently.

Liu Gan patted his chest with the rabbit and said, "Husband, the way the steamed bun looked at me just now was really shameful. The steamed bun is too humane."

Mr. Xue was very proud: "It's a steamed bun, the boss of steamed buns!"

The steamed bun was actually a handsome wolf. However, its forehead was naturally hairy, and its ears were raised as if frowning. Unknowingly, it had a face full of bitterness and hatred. It can only be said that God would have closed a window, not only on a human being but on a dog as well.

Compared to the calmness of the steamed bun, the steamed bun that was also Lang Qing seemed to be somewhat impatient. He ran over himself and put down the wild chicken. The wild chicken's neck was bleeding and its eyes were rolling back and forth. It seemed like it had been tortured by Steamed Bun quite a few times before it died.

Steamed Bun put down his prey and opened his bloody mouth to ask for praise, but Mr. Xue quickly stopped him and let him pounce on him. Steamed Bun wagged his tail unwillingly. This stinking dog was actually feeling wronged.

"Good Steamed Bun!" Sit down! "

Lang Qing's obedience was very good. Even the lively Steamed Bun was no exception. He immediately stopped groaning and sat down on his butt. After sending off the steamed buns, he looked at the soy milk and youtiao. Both of them caught wild chickens. Both of them had their necks bitten off, so they died quite cleanly. They didn't look like Steamed Bun, which left the wound in such a miserable state.

soy milk, this gentle little female dog, was much cleaner than Steamed Bun, who was also a female dog. There was not a single drop of blood at the corner of his mouth.

The youtiao was a typical De Mu. It wasn't because he could get close to others after becoming smart, but because he was more focused on his master, Mr. Xue. The licorice couldn't take its prey away from its mouth. As long as the licorice showed signs of being taken, it would whimper a warning. Mr. Xue told it to put the prey in front of him. After praising it, he let the licorice root take away from him.

After praising the four dogs, he let them go out to play in the yard. Mr. Xue had his face filled with excitement as he took away the hare and two pheasants.

"Liquorice, take a pheasant and a hare and send them to the general who saved me, will you?"

"Alright, my husband."

"We'll keep one of the wild chicken and give the other to your master. Where's your master? "

It was not a war. Liu Zhengchun, Physician Liu, the master of licorice, took his first and second disciples to gather herbs. Liu Qinghui was the youngest disciple, so he stayed behind to take care of Mr. Xue. Fortunately, it was not a time of war and there were not many patients. With such a large Clinic, there was only one patient, Mr. Xue. Now that Liu Zhengchun was gone, apart from the general, the rest of the pheasants could only be enjoyed by Mr. Xue and Liu Gan.

Hearing that there was meat to eat, Liquorice was full of joy and enthusiasm, "My husband, rest well. I'll send it over for you right now. I'll be back soon."