Early in the morning, Han Cheng and the others were sitting here eating.

In front of Han Cheng was a bowl of sweet tofu brain with sugar.

Stir a spoon a little harder, scoop up a spoonful and bring it to your mouth.

The tofu brain, which seems to solidify into a piece, actually melts in the mouth.

The sweetness of the sugar, combined with the flavor of the tofu brain itself, pours into the mouth, giving people a feeling of great enjoyment.

For Han Cheng, tofu brain and sugar are a perfect match.

However, there are not many such heresies in this northern land.

People here prefer to eat salted tofu brains made with some chopped green onions and sauces, and they think that this kind of tofu brains is really delicious.

Those who put sugar and eat sweets are heretics, and those who are more excessive, who are jealous and sour, are heretics among heretics.

Fortunately, the battle between them was not too fierce at this time, and Han Cheng was the captain of the Qingque Township Regiment, so he was able to sit in the middle of a large group of people who ate salty tofu brains and drink sweet tofu brains leisurely.

If it were placed in the future life, such an extremely arrogant approach, the whole person would have already been put on fire, and the whole body would have exuded the smell of meat.

After drinking a few spoons of tofu brain, Han Cheng reached out and took out a fist-sized bun from the basket containing steamed buns in front of him and ate it.

After taking a bite, the radish filling mixed with some meat foam is revealed, exuding heat and fragrance.

Everyone in the township group is also a spoonful of tofu brains and a mouthful of steamed buns.

For such food, they can't eat enough.

When it was time for the Qingque Township Regiment to rest in batches, even the most picky soldiers on weekdays would spend some money to let the cooks in the Township Regiment steam some of these buns for themselves to take back and eat for the people at home.

Seeing the people in the family eating the buns they brought back with great joy, these people in the township group didn't mention how beautiful they were!

Steamed buns have been available in this era for a long time, but they are all made from dead bread.

The steamed buns eaten by the Qingque Township Group are steamed with flour.

The reason for this treatment is due to the fact that they have a captain who is a cook.

When people in this era eat pasta, they eat dead noodles.

This is not to say that they don't like to eat leavened flour products, but because yeast has not yet been combined with white flour at this time.

The rest of the things may still be difficult for Han Cheng, but in terms of eating, it is really difficult for him.

He first looked for the old wine jar that had just been opened, and then used a piece of reconciled noodles to dip it on the wine jar.

After dipping a little more, there is yeast in the noodles.

Of course, at this time, there are not many yeasts in it, and the effect of dough is not very good.

However, as the number of noodles increased, the number of old noodles left behind also increased, and it became better and better to ferment them.

Whether it is used to steam steamed buns, steamed buns, or pastry cakes, they are extremely delicious.

After eating these foods made from leavened noodles, people no longer want to eat steamed buns, steamed buns and other foods made from dead noodles.

Even Li Jing, who was born in Guanlong and thought he had eaten a lot of delicious food, was full of praise for these foods.

And by the way, the steamed buns and steamed buns that I had eaten before were attributed to the ranks of pig food.

Dignified Li Jing, fist-sized buns, he can eat seven or eight of them in one meal......

Of course, at this time, most people can't eat pure white flour, and the wheat is ground vigorously on the mill, over and over again, so that in the end, there will be bran in it.

However, these are nothing at all for people in this era, and they are still extremely rare and supreme delicious.

Today's Qingque Township Group, drinking tofu brain or soy milk in the morning has become the norm, and everyone is very welcoming to such a change.

After all, in the past, they drank the cool water from the well......

The autumn harvest is linked to the autumn planting, and after the beans are harvested and dried and received in the barn, the farmers immediately begin to turn the ground in preparation for the next wheat planting.

Han Cheng's family now has cattle, and they no longer need people to carry nail rakes and other tools to plough the ground on a large scale as in the past.

Not only are the people relaxed, but the ground is also deeply cultivated, and it is foreseeable that if the weather is beautiful and the wind and rain are good next year, the harvest in the field will be good as before.

Mother Han Xiaoshi looked at the harvested crops, and looked at the land that was being driven by hired workers to drive their cattle to plough, and the smile on her face never disappeared.

When Han Cheng handed over a lot of money earned by his family to her, he had never seen her so happy.

Time has passed quietly between busyness, and the large-scale sowing of arable land has completely ended.

The wheat in the ground sprouted sprouts, and they were green.

The leaves on the trees were falling even more, and everything around them looked a little bleak as far as the eye could see.

In the distance, there are people walking on the road at this time.

The group was dressed in tatters, emaciated, and full of tiredness, looking no different from Hanako.

The people walked along the road in this way, and as they went, from time to time someone broke away from the group and walked towards the rest of the path, which on the other side of the path connected the village, and in the village, there was a place that was haunting.

After saying goodbye to the rest of the men, a man also walked alone to one place.

However, unlike the rest of the people who walked on the path, he still walked on the main road.

This person was a little puzzled, he had been out for the past two years, how could the change be so big, and even the road had widened so much?

He didn't return home for a long time, and he didn't put too much thought into this wide road, and after confirming that the path he was walking was not wrong, he limped and walked faster.

When I left home, there was only my wife, young son, and young daughter left in the house, and there was no pillar of support.

Thinking of this, Han Li couldn't help but worry for a while.

This was not what he was most worried about, what he was most worried about was that when he returned, which of them would be gone.

If that's the case, he doesn't even know what to do.

As long as the person is still there, he is not too worried, although he is lame this time, but his body has not completely collapsed, and now that he is back, even if he arches with his mouth, he must have some stable days in his family.

With this in mind, he reached out and touched the package tied in front of him, and touched it with his hand, and there was some clothing inside, and a small jar was wrapped in the clothing.

"Brother, we're back!"

He whispered.

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