Husband, Have Dinner

A Yao followed Mochizuki cooking, picking the meat stuffing into the wanton skin with chopsticks, and dexterously gathered her fingers to pinch out the tail of the goldfish.

Outside the window towards the yard, every family outside is setting off firecrackers, and the sound coming to the kitchen has been much weaker.

call out--

A Yao raised her head and smiled excitedly, "Master Mochizuki, look!"

A cluster of light rose to the sky and exploded into gorgeous fireworks, followed by a few clusters of fireworks, some flying high, blooming in the form of autumn chrysanthemums, and some that were a little bit taller than willow shoots.

The fireworks stopped for a short while, the smoke in the sky dissipated with the wind, and suddenly there were a few rapid humming sounds, and the fireworks bloomed one after another.

"It's so beautiful." Mochizuki stared at the fireworks, with nostalgia in his eyes, and soon converged, "After we go back, we will also buy some fireworks sticks to play."

This year seems to be no different from the past.

There are abundant grains in the south, singing and dancing, and the cold wind in the north of Yanmen, the barracks are the same as usual. The meal with a piece of bacon is the taste of the New Year.

The tallest generals in Yanmen sat around the tukang with serious expressions.

"According to Beiyi's offensive, from the past southward raiding into the grass valley, to the recent three-way army and retaliation against individual soldiers, Beiyi's new military division is a bit..." The soldier pursed his lips, wondering what to say.

"The means are insidious." The soldier on his right added.

The opposite continues to add "Small-family-like, you must compare yourself."

It's the turn of the soldier on the left to look left and right. After you finish the line, I'll say something to you? Scratching his head and suffocating the sentence "A sissy?"

The three of them raised their heads and glanced at him at the same time, and sighed. "This person is a little clever, and he used the sound of the autumn harvest last year. He used his own cleverness and chose an impostor in Feihuling. If he put a large number of people in Feihuling, he would be caught off guard. The fall of the city defense will undoubtedly become a gap in Yanmen. If there are enough people on the other side, I didn’t realize that if I couldn’t bring people back in time, Yanmen was in danger."

"You mentioned a few points just now. If there are a large number of people in Feihuling, and if enough people have broken into Yanmen, is there a possibility that there are not many people on the other side?"

"Like the recent attack on Xiliu Camp, they first targeted a soldier who undermined his plan. They first drugged some people or ate unclean food and lost part of their combat effectiveness. They set traps on the road to capture the centurion and his group. It was mentioned that the military division’s new medicine would be used for the trial, but the military division and his medicine were beaten out by Li Yongwu before they appeared.”

"From these points, there are not many people that this military division can mobilize."

"Suppose this military division is not from Beiyi, but our Central Plains..."

"The previous questions and doubts will have the answer. Because they are not from Beiyi, Beiyi people do not trust him, he can mobilize very few soldiers, so he has to make the best move."

"What about revenge on an ordinary soldier?"

"Probably it's really narrow-minded, right?" the other person said uncertainly.

"Recently, I have troubled you both internally and externally. The other party likes to administer drugs and other damaging methods. It is very likely that they will be involved in everything we eat and drink, such as water sources, grass fodder, and food, or the eating and drinking of military horses."

...

Although Yanmen is not new year, it is a special day after all. For a little congratulation, the centurions of several battalions opened one eye and closed one eye.

No firecrackers, no fireworks, no Spring Festival couplets, no dumplings and glutinous rice balls, the soldiers can still find their own way to celebrate the New Year.

Baked rice cake is a good choice.

Dig a soil pit to burn the fire, put bricks around, put an iron grate, brush with a layer of oil, cut the rice cake into pieces, and bake it on top. When the oil on the iron grate is hot, the oil bubbles linger around the rice cake. With the squeaking sound, the aroma of brown sugar and glutinous rice slowly floated out.

Pei Shuo and Pei Qi Mimi made their own roasted rice cakes, but they didn't expect that the scent couldn't be concealed at all, and they seduce a few greedy cats.

"Hey, eating alone is hard to fatter. Hey, the types of rice cakes are quite abundant. Where did you buy them?" Li Yongwu and his younger brothers shook the snowflakes on their jackets and cooked them by the edge of the soil pit. A seat, rubbing his hands and roasting, glanced at the iron grate, sticking to the top like rice cakes, unable to look away.

"My future daughter-in-law made it for me." Pei Shuo was quite proud. "The dishes she cooks are very delicious."

"Tsk tusk, listening to sore teeth. It's time to turn around."

The wooden clip was turned over, leaving a golden grid pattern on the white and fat rice cake skin.

A grunting sound came from Li Yongwu's stomach.

Pei Shuo glanced, and several people giggled.

The iron grate is white and fat. It is made of glutinous rice to make small lumpy pillow-like small rice cakes. It does not need to be oiled. The two sides are roasted golden and covered with roasted seaweed. This is a method; one is made of japonica rice flour. The rice cakes are roasted so that they are golden and crispy. They are sprinkled with cumin **** and coarse salt. This kind of rice cakes is most suitable for eating in this weather. Li Yongwu and others like this kind of rice cakes the most.

There is also a popular rice cake in Nanxun, the brown sugar rice cake, the rice cake itself is the color of brown sugar, brush with some oil, and bake the brown sugar fragrance. The brown sugar rice cake is the least prepared. A Yao thought the brown sugar rice cake was too sweet, Pei Sho is not too fond of eating, just prepare a few pieces to meet the festival.

"I have eaten the rice cakes your daughter-in-law made for you. You kid, I'm covering it." Li Yongwu patted Pei Shuo on the shoulder and opened the door. The cold wind roared outside the door. The wind faintly seemed to hear his muttering, "I lost my loss." I just ate a rice cake, not even a drink..."

In the slack season in winter, when it is sunny or cloudy, the soldiers will be drilled or competed in three days. When Pei Bo came to Xiliu Camp, Pei Shuo's ranking leaned back.

This kind of polishing is the hardest, but the results are gratifying.

Everything was drawn, and the drab and bleak Yanmen also had the green meaning of "grass, but nowhere". Pei Shuo also followed, so that the young man who was able to reach Pei's chest can stick out of Pei's shoulders.

In a spring rain, the damp rotten wood in the mountains gave off a lot of mushrooms, the spring shoots of the bamboo forest, the wild vegetables in the ridge, the new sprouts of toon, the mud loach in the stream, the carp in the river, it seems that the food is available everywhere overnight.

Fang Jiabao and others went up the mountain to pick mushrooms. Before going up the fire, they told them to look for the mushrooms that grew from maple or oak trees. It is best to have a brown umbrella cover with chestnut scales, which is pine. Tricholoma. Wake up again and again and say don't pick the beautiful Tanzi if you see it, it's poisonous!

After the rain, the mountain road was muddy and slippery, and it was inconvenient to move. Fang Jiabao didn’t have time to search for two sticks of incense. After picking a few pine mushrooms and a few spring bamboo shoots with mud in the basket, he felt that his waist was too tired to straighten up, so he looked for a place. be lazy.

"Brother Bao, how are you doing?"

Lai De Ren has thick eyebrows and big eyes, his eyes are brown, he looks honest, and his age is similar to Fang Jiabao. The friend he knew in the Fire Head Army, this person laughed at all times.

Fang Jiabao looked at the sound, his eyes fell on the basket he was holding, the mushrooms were full of tiredness and became a hill, his heart was jealous and envy, so that his tone was a bit awkward, "You are really good, you can find so many with such a little effort. ."

"Fortunately, I found a tree full of fungus. Wow, Brother Bao, you also found bamboo shoots. It's amazing. I don't know how to tell. Why don't you divide me two bamboo shoots and I divide your fungus half? ."

The boy's eyes were sparkling, and Fang Jiabao secretly went back to explain, unwillingly on his face, he exchanged half a basket of fungus with him.

Both parties were very happy.

"Go, go back to drink fungus soup!"

The young man followed Fang Jiabao, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Everyone’s mushrooms were all on the floor and let the chef’s chefs fiddle with them, removing the brightly colored and peculiar-looking mushrooms. Ten of them were selected for the sixth, leaving the recognizable and good-looking mushrooms for the soup, Fang Jiabao’s mushrooms. And that boy's fungus was eliminated relatively little.

The fire head will check one side last, and if the problem is not big, he will send it to make soup with a big wave.

The prepared mushroom soup was fed to pheasants and rabbits, and after a short observation, it was distributed without any problems.

"Today's food is really good." At the end of the line, I could smell the scent of pheasant mushroom soup. Uncle Pei sighed and hoped that there would be mushroom soup left when it was their turn. Bibimbap with mushroom soup was delicious. It’s very good. If you add a piece of tender chicken, it’s really great—

nonexistent.

Pei Shuo glanced at the bottom of the soup pot, there was no chicken nuggets, no fungus, and no soup.

The soldiers who share the meal looked funny. They rarely cooked meat dishes. No one cared about them. They just stared at mushroom chicken soup, chicken soup and mushroom bibimbap. "There is no chicken soup, there is no meat here, Chunya scrambled eggs are also good." As he said, he scooped a spoonful of braised pork for Pei Shuo, poured a spoonful of gravy, and another spoonful of Chunya scrambled eggs to pass the next one.

No one noticed that the pheasants and rabbits in the cage that had been fed soup became dizzy and crooked after half an hour.

After being full, it is easy to make people sleepy.

After a round of guard changes in Lion Ridge, the guards yawned and looked at the calm forest. The spring is warm. Now the temperature is just right. It seems that they didn’t take a nap beforehand...

The honest young man did not leave after the meal was delivered. He walked up to the guard post in Shiling Ridge, nodded in satisfaction, took out the flag from his sleeve, and erected it on the side facing the forest.

Even though there were soldiers who hadn’t fallen asleep aware of his behavior, they shouted what you were doing, and walked towards him obliquely. He stood there and didn’t move. The soldier rushed into the air and fell on the battlements, being smitten by the brute force behind him. Set off, the whole person fell off the city wall.

With a thump, I can't hear anymore.

Nor did he wake up the other soldiers on the wall.

After hanging the flag, he walked to the side facing Yanmen and shouted from above, showing a harmless smile, "Brother Bao, did you bring the ladder?"

Fang Jiabao hugged the rope ladder, wondering, "I brought it, but what are you doing with it?"

"My brother is here, he can't get up under the city wall." The boy's explanation didn't make Fang Jiabao suspicious. Instead, he laughed at the two brothers for being as stupid and sent the ladder up. "Brother Bao, when you turn around, you leave a door for me. I'm afraid that if it gets dark, I can't go back. I've already arranged it, so you only have to cover the door and don't shut it up."

The young man stuffed twelve silver ingots into his hand, Fang Jiabao responded hurriedly, humming a little song back.