Before Li Jing and his entourage arrived at the firearms prison station, they already smelled a strong smell of meat.

"It smells so good!" Cheng Yanjin greedily smelled the smell of meat in the air, since he set out on the expedition, he hadn't enjoyed the Mo family's food for a long time, and the aroma at this time suddenly made him salivate.

Not only Cheng Biting Jin, even the generals couldn't help but take a deep breath, not to mention ordinary soldiers, if it weren't for the strict military orders, I'm afraid they would have surrounded them a long time ago.

"I have heard for a long time that the food of the Mo family is extraordinary, and it really deserves its reputation." Li Jing laughed and led the generals into the firearms prison station.

As soon as he entered the firearms prison, he saw a large cauldron in front of a soldier, a soldier was stir-frying the flour of fried white flowers, and Morton was pointing on the side, and when he saw Li Jing and his party coming in, Morton hurriedly greeted him and saluted.

"See the generals!" Merton bowed.

Li Jing nodded, looked at a large pot of fried noodles exuding steam, and said puzzledly: "This is the new type of military food mentioned by the ink sacrifice wine." ”

Merton explained: "This is fried noodles, is the traditional folk food in Huai'an, the local Yellow River flooded, every year to recruit a large number of people to repair the embankment, every time the people go to repair the embankment, the mother-in-law of the family will make some fried noodles for the people to carry, as dry food on the road, durable, even as a tradition, every year on June 6, the local will make fried noodles to eat, it is said that after the fried noodles are made, they are stored for two months and three months." ”

"Two months!" Li Jing couldn't help but exclaim.

The generals couldn't help but look at Merton with suspicion, they had never seen two months of dry food that they had never seen.

Merton nodded: "According to local records, if some people bring too much fried noodles and do not finish them, after three months of river work, they can still be used as dry food on the return trip. ”

"There is still such a thing!" Li Jing was amazed.

"There must be soldiers in the army from Huai'an, and the general can find out if he asks about it." Merton said confidently.

"Come on, go to the army to find a group of soldiers from Huai'an." Li Jing did not hesitate to instruct at the moment, if it can be confirmed that it can be stored for two months, it will be a great help for the expeditionary army to get rid of the drag of heavy logistics!

If this is the case, the Western Expedition has not yet begun, then it has made a contribution.

Suddenly, the generals looked at this weak-crowned young man with jealous eyes, and they probably believed in the role of fried noodles in their hearts, and with Merton's reputation, if they were not sure, how could they take this risk.

They risked their lives to obtain military merits, and Mo Jiazi actually obtained them without much effort, how could this make everyone's hearts balanced.

"Whether the fried noodles are true or not remains to be confirmed, so can the ink festival wine be kept for so long after buying so many livestock and poultry?" Hou Junji looked at the steaming cauldron next to the fried noodles, a large number of pieces of meat floating and sinking, exuding an attractive fragrance, and couldn't help but say in a weird way.

Merton sighed: "Although the fried noodles are easy to store, but the soldiers are killing the enemy for the country, and the long-distance expedition is the most physically demanding, if you only have noodles and no meat, I am afraid it will be difficult to support it at all." ”

Merton's words suddenly made the generals nod slowly, they are often in the army, naturally they know the suffering of the soldiers, and when they heard that Merton was thinking about the soldiers again, they couldn't help but soften a little when they looked at Merton.

"So, the kid thought that he would mix some meat foam in the fried noodles, so that it would be delicious and replenish the strength of the soldiers." Merton brought a plate of fried noodles mixed with dry food mixed with meat foam and motioned for everyone to taste it.

"Hmmm! It smells meaty and tastes good. Li Jing took a sip and said with a light in his eyes.

"Salty, you should put salt, so you don't need to bring extra salt." Cheng Biting Jin's eyes lit up.

"It's just too dry." Duan Zhixuan swallowed with difficulty.

Merton hurriedly handed over the cold boiled water that had been prepared a long time ago, and everyone drank it, only then did they recover and look at the fried noodles mixed with meat foam and nodded with satisfaction.

"It's good to dry it, it will last longer, and this taste is much better than dry corn, I like it." Cheng Yanjin praised loudly.

It is easy to preserve the dry food, which is why the expedition has to prepare dry food, and suddenly the generals believe a little more in the two-month shelf life that Merton said.

At this moment, Li Jing's personal soldiers hurriedly came with five soldiers and reported: "General Qiyu, the soldiers from Huai'an have been brought. ”

"See the general!" The five Huai'an soldiers looked at the generals in front of them, and suddenly said in fear.

Li Jing stepped forward softly, pointed to the fried noodles and asked, "Do you know what this is?" ”

An elderly soldier nodded and said, "This is fried noodles, which is a common thing in the villain's hometown, and it is a necessary thing for the people to repair the river." ”

"This thing can really last for two months." Li Jing asked.

The old soldier affirmed: "Yes, after the villain received the call, he set off from Huai'an's house, and the dry food prepared by the wife of the family for the villain is fried noodles, from Huai'an to Chang'an City, the villain walked for a total of two months, and the fried noodles prepared are still good and can be eaten." ”

All the soldiers from Huai'an nodded and said: "The villain is too, I heard that some river workers have stored fried noodles for half a year. ”

After hearing the testimony of the soldiers from Huai'an, the generals were convinced that this fried noodles were indeed a rare thing for military dry food.

"Moxijiu is really a learned person, far away in Chang'an, and he can know the folk customs of Huai'an thousands of miles away." Duan Zhixuan praised.

Merton said modestly: "General Duan has won the award, this is recorded by the ink magazine to collect the world's anecdotes, and it is just an accident." ”

Li Jing solved the problem of dry food for the expedition of the army, and said happily: "The world knows that there are many people who make fried noodles, but you are the only one who can think of using it in military food. ”

However, to the surprise of the generals, Morton shook his head slowly and said: "This is fried noodles and not a thing of the Mo family. ”

The generals suddenly looked at Merton like fools, this is a military merit, but it is not the same as other merits, and it is unceremoniously said that in Datang, as long as your military merits are enough, in addition to rebellion, even capital crimes can be exempted.

Li Jing looked at Merton in surprise and said thoughtfully: "Everyone in the world says that everything from the Mo family is an unprecedented novelty in the world, but you said that the dry food offered is not fried noodles." ”

Merton nodded proudly and said, "Yes, this is what the last general wants to offer to the general. ”

After Merton finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and handed Li Jing a boxy, lumpy item the size of his palm.

"What is this?" Li Jing wondered.

"Compressed dry food!" Merton said solemnly.