Chapter 103: Chapter 103: Noticing Clues Chapter 103: Chapter 103: Noticing Clues Smiling Face hesitated slightly upon hearing the question.
Qiu Er and Qiu San, who were counting the goods, also stiffened.
They glanced at the two children by the clay stove almost simultaneously, as they were also sowhat curious.
Ever since they had t Smiling Face, he had always been smiling.
Initially, they thought Smiling Face was just being friendly and polite, but after witnessing him smiling while killing bandits, and the more intense the fight, the brighter his smile beca, the brothers fell silent.
However, due to Smiling Face’s identity, they didn’t feel it was appropriate to ask, never thinking that Miss Junjun would ask so casually and so directly, almost scaring them into a cold sweat.
Yet, the image of Smiling Face getting angry and flipping over the pot, which the brothers had imagined, did not occur.
Smiling Face, slightly stunned at first, answered earnestly, “Facial paralysis ans you can’t control your facial features, but I’m not.”
“…Right,” Bai Junjun nodded and did not ask him why he was always smiling like Maitreya Buddha, but rely comnted sensibly, “However, your expression is quite special, at least it looks quite likable.”
“…” Smiling Face was taken aback again.
After the boss, she was the second person to say his expression was likable.
Smiling Face glanced at her sowhat weirdly.
But as the pot had heated up, Bai Junjun no longer pursued the topic, she just focused on tossing the arsenic wrapped in white flour into the pot and constantly stirred it.
Soon, the fragrance of fried flour wafted out of the kitchen.
The people, who had just eaten buns and were about to start working, were startled by the aroma.
What’s going on?
Wasn’t it said that hoarding private stocks wasn’t allowed?
Why has a small stove started up inside?
Old Monk also frowned and walked into the kitchen, only to see Smiling Face and a girl stirring sothing in front of the stove… dumplings?
Old Monk’s frown deepened.
However, at this mont, the dough had just turned slightly golden.
Bai Junjun motioned for Smiling Face to help take these golden dough pieces out of the pot, so Smiling Face did not notice Old Monk who was drawn by the scent.
The golden dumplings were very fragrant, as they were made of top-tier white flour, after all!
Bai Junjun was also tempted.
But rembering that arsenic was wrapped in the white flour, she quickly stifled the dangerous thought in her mind.
Her original body was immune to hundreds of poisons, but not now. Her Special Ability was only enough to force out so Water of Flora, not enough for detoxification.
After setting her mind at ease, Bai Junjun gently peeled one open to inspect the arsenic.
The arsenic, after being heated in the pot, had turned from brown to a whitish ash color, and crumbled into powder with a gentle rub, scattering in the wind.
“Is it done?”
Everyone in the room was concerned.
“It should be fine,” Bai Junjun nodded earnestly, looking very similar to the properly processed arsenic she rembered.
Only then did Old Monk realize that this extra girl was actually sent by the camp to process arsenic. Understanding the situation, he vanished like air again.
Having watched the whole process, Qiu Er, Qiu San, and even Smiling Face never thought processing arsenic could be so simple.
But saying it’s simple might not be quite right, as without the White Flour, even with arsenic, they could only stare helplessly.
Now that the arsenic was processed, Bai Junjun promptly found a bag to pack it up.
“My task is done, keep up the good work!”
“…” Smiling Face.
“…” Qiu Er and Qiu San.
Bai Junjun had completed her task and truly just walked away, not looking back at the kitchen or showing any attachnt to anything there.
However, just as she stepped outside, she saw about ten people coming out carrying a bunch of bows and Arrow feathers.
She couldn’t help but follow them curiously.
Upon looking, it turned out the warehouse Smiling Face spoke of was filled with bows and spears.
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