Chapter 113: Mushroom and Chicken Soup
Ah Yao followed Mochizuki to cook, picked the meat filling into the wonton skin with chopsticks, and retracted her fingers dexterously, pinching out the goldfish tail.
Outside the window facing the yard, the sound of firecrackers being set off from every house outside has weakened a lot.
Phew-
Ah Yao raised her head when she heard the sound and showed an excited smile, "Master Mochizuki, look!"
A cluster of light rose to the sky and exploded into brilliant and gorgeous fireworks, and several clusters of fireworks followed closely behind, some flew high, blooming autumn chrysanthemum-like fireworks, and some were comparable to a little higher than willow tops.
The fireworks stopped for a while, the smoke in the sky dissipated with the wind, and suddenly there were a few rapid beeps, and the fireworks bloomed one after another.
"It's so beautiful. Mochizuki stared at the fireworks, his eyes showing nostalgia, and quickly retracted, "We'll also buy some fireworks sticks to play with when we go back." ”
This year doesn't seem to be any different.
The five grains in the south are abundant, and the singing and dancing are leveling, and the cold wind is howling in the north of Yanmen, the military camp is no different from usual, and the food is added with a piece of bacon, which is the taste of the New Year.
The tallest generals of Yanmen sat around the earthen kang with serious expressions.
"According to Beiyi's offensive, from the past to the south to fight the grass valley, to the recent three-way march and retaliation against individual soldiers, Beiyi's new military division is a little ......" The soldier pursed his lips, not knowing how to evaluate it.
"The means are yin. The soldier to his right added.
The one directly opposite continued to add: "The small family is angry, and the baht must be compared." ”
It's the turn of the soldier on the left to look left and right, and after you finish your lines, I'll tell you a? Scratch your head and hold back: "It's a sissy?"
All three looked up at him at the same time and sighed. "This person is a little smart, last year's autumn harvest of the sound of the east and west is used well, Feihuling over there he made himself smart to choose the impostor, into the way of the internal response, if the Feihuling put a large number of people at that time, and then the Lion Ridge was caught off guard, the city defense was lost, undoubtedly become a gap in Yanmen, if the other party is enough, I didn't find out, failed to bring people back in time, Yanmen is in danger. ”
"You mentioned a few points just now, if [Flying Tiger Ridge has a large number of people], if [there are enough people attacking Yanmen], is there a possibility that it is because the other party does not have many people. ”
"Like the recent attack on the Hosoliu Battalion, they first targeted a soldier who sabotaged his plan, first drugged some people or ate unclean food, lost part of their combat effectiveness, set up traps on the road to capture the centurion and his party, and mentioned that they would use the new medicine of the military advisor to interrogate, but before the military advisor and his medicine appeared, they were beaten out by Li Yongwu and others. ”
"Judging from these points, there are not many people who can be mobilized by this military division. ”
"Suppose this military division is not from Beiyi, but our Central Plains ......"
"The previous ifs and doubts have been answered. Because he is not from Beiyi, and the people of Beiyi do not trust him, he can mobilize very few soldiers, so he has to make this decision. ”
"And what about revenge on an ordinary soldier?"
"Maybe it's really narrow-minded, right?" said the other, uncertain.
"In recent days, I have been working hard for you to be strict inside and outside, and the other party likes to use drugs and other bad moves, and it is very likely that they will do things in the water, forage, food, and everything about our eating and drinking or the eating and drinking of military horses. ”
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Although Yanmen is not a New Year, it is a special day after all, and a little celebration, the centurions of several battalions turn a blind eye.
No firecrackers, no fireworks, no Spring Festival couplets, no dumplings, no dumplings, no soldiers, can still find their own way to celebrate the New Year.
Baked rice cakes are a good choice.
Dig a pit and burn the fire, build bricks around it, put up an iron grate, brush a layer of oil, cut the rice cake into pieces, bake it on the top, wait until the oil on the iron grate is hot, the oil bubbles linger around the rice cake and make a squeaky sound, and slowly the fragrance of brown sugar glutinous rice also wafts out.
Pei Shuo and Pei Bo quietly baked rice cakes by themselves, but they didn't expect that the fragrance couldn't be hidden from people at all, and they seduced a few greedy cats.
"Hehe, it's hard to get fat alone. Hey, the variety of rice cakes is quite rich, where can I buy them?" Li Yongwu shook the snowflakes on his jackets with his younger brothers, took a seat by the soil pit, rubbed his hands and roasted the fire, and swept his eyes to the iron grate, sticking to it like rice cakes and couldn't take his eyes off it.
"My future daughter-in-law made it for me. Pei Shuo is quite proud, "The dishes she makes are particularly delicious." ”
"Tsk, listen to tooth acid. It's time to turn over. ”
The wooden clip is overturned, and the white and chubby skin of the rice cake leaves a golden lattice pattern.
A grunting sound came from Li Yongwu's stomach.
Pei Shuo glanced at it, and several people smirked.
There is a white and fat rice cake on the iron grate, and the glutinous rice is made into a small pillow-like lump with glutinous rice, without brushing oil, it is roasted golden brown on both sides, and it is wrapped in roasted seaweed, which is a practice; one is a strip-shaped rice cake made of japonica rice flour, which is baked to the golden and crispy skin, sprinkled with shredded cumin ginger and coarse salt, such a rice cake is the most suitable to eat in this weather, and Li Yongwu and others like this kind of rice cake the most.
There is also a popular rice cake in Nanxun, brown sugar rice cake, the rice cake itself is the color of brown sugar, brush with a little oil, bake the fragrance of brown sugar, brown sugar rice cake is the least prepared, A-Yao thought that the brown sugar rice cake was too sweet, Pei Shuo didn't like to eat it very much, and prepared a few pieces for a festival.
"I've eaten the rice cakes your daughter-in-law made for you, and I've covered you kid. Li Yongwu patted Pei Shuo's shoulder, pushed open the door, the cold wind was howling outside the door, and he seemed to be heard muttering in the wind: "I lost a loss, I only ate a meal of rice cakes, and I didn't even have a ...... wine."
In winter, when the farm is slack, when it is sunny or cloudy, there is a drill or a three-day two-headed competition, and Pei Bo came to the fine willow camp, and Pei Shuo's ranking leaned back.
This kind of polishing is the most exciting, but the results are also gratifying.
Everything draws strips, and the monotonous and bleak Yanmen also has the greenery of "grass color looks close but there is nothing", Pei Shuo also followed the strips, and the young man who reached Pei Bo's chest could poke out Pei Bo's shoulders.
A spring rain, a lot of mushrooms from the damp rotten wood in the mountains, spring bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest, wild vegetables in the ridges, new sprouts of toons, loaches in the stream, carp in the river, as if the ingredients are available everywhere overnight.
Fang Jiabao and others went up the mountain to pick mushrooms, and before going up the mountain, Huotou explained that they should go to find mushrooms grown from maple trees or oak trees, preferably with brown umbrella covers and chestnut scales. Repeatedly warned that if you see a beautiful Qinzi, don't pick it, it's poisonous!
After the rain, the mountain road was muddy and slippery, and it was difficult to move, Fang Jiabao searched for two incense sticks in less time, picked a few pine mushrooms in the basket, and a few spring bamboo shoots with mud, he felt that his waist was too tired to straighten up, and he was looking for a place to be lazy.
"Brother Bao, how did you pick it?"
The person who came had thick eyebrows and big eyes, brown eyes, honest appearance, and was similar in age to Fang Jiabao. The friend he met in the Firehead Army, this person is always smiling.
Fang Jiabao followed the sound, his eyes fell on the basket he was holding, the mushrooms were full of tired into a small hill, and his heart was both jealous and envious, so that his tone was a little awkward: "You are really amazing, you can find so much with just a little effort." ”
"I was lucky enough to find a tree full of fungus. Wow, Brother Bao, you still dug up bamboo shoots, it's amazing, I don't even know how to see it. Why don't you divide me with two bamboo shoots, and I'll share half of your mushrooms. ”
The young man's eyes were shining, Fang Jiabao was secretly happy to go back and explain, and he reluctantly exchanged half a basket of fungi with him.
Both sides rejoiced.
"Let's go, go back and drink mushroom soup!"
The young man followed behind Fang Jiabao, and the corners of his mouth were also hooked.
Everyone's mushrooms were spread out on the ground for a few soldiers in charge of the kitchen to play with, remove the brightly colored and strange-looking mushrooms, remove six out of ten, and leave the recognizable and good-looking mushrooms to make soup, Fang Jiabao's mushrooms and the young man's mushrooms were eliminated relatively little.
The head of the fire finally checked one side, and if the problem was not big, he waved his hand and sent it to make soup.
The prepared mushroom soup was fed to the pheasants and rabbits, and after a short period of observation, there were no problems before the distribution began.
"Today's food was really good. "At the end of the line, I smelled the aroma of pheasant mushroom soup from afar, Pei Bo sighed, hoping that there would be mushroom soup left when it was their turn, and the mushroom soup bibimbap was very delicious, and if you added a piece of tender chicken, it was really great-
Inexistent.
Pei Shuo glanced at the soup pot at the bottom, there were no chicken nuggets, no fungi, and no soup in it.
The soldiers who shared the rice looked funny, it was rare to make meat dishes, and no one cared, they just stared at the mushroom chicken soup, chicken soup mushroom bibimbap. "There's no chicken soup, there's no meat, and scrambled eggs with Tsubaki sprouts are good. As he spoke, he scooped Pei Shuo with a spoonful of braised pork, poured a spoonful of gravy, and then brought a spoonful of scrambled eggs with Tsubaki sprouts to beat the next one.
No one noticed that the pheasants and rabbits in the cages who had been fed soup were dizzy and crooked after half an hour.
After a full stomach, it is easy to make people sleepy.
After a round of changing guards, the patrol soldiers yawned, looked at the calm mountains and forests, the spring was warm, and the temperature was just right now, as if they hadn't taken a nap in advance......
The honest young man did not leave after delivering the meal, he walked up to the sentry post of Lion Ridge, nodded with satisfaction, took out the flag from his sleeve, and erected it on the side facing the mountain forest.
Even though there were soldiers who had not fallen asleep who noticed his actions, shouted "What are you doing", and walked towards him crookedly, he simply stood still and did not move, the soldier threw himself into the air, lay on the battlements, and was lifted by the brute force behind him, and the whole person fell off the wall.
There was a thud, and no movement could be heard again.
It didn't wake up the other soldiers on the city wall either.
After hanging the flag, he walked to the side facing Yanmen again, shouted from top to bottom, and showed a harmless smile: "Brother Bao, did you bring the soft ladder?"
Fang Jiabao hugged the rope ladder, a little puzzled: "I brought it, but what are you using it for?"
"My brother is here, and he can't come up under the walls. The young man's explanation did not make Fang Jiabao suspicious, but he laughed at the two brothers for being as stupid as they were, and sent the soft ladder up. "Brother Bao, if you go back and help me keep a door, I'm afraid that I won't be able to go back in case it gets dark, I've already taken care of it, just cover the door and don't bolt it. ”
The young man stuffed ten taels of silver ingots into his hand, and Fang Jiabao hurriedly responded, humming a little song back.