The night sky is clear, and the moon is shining in the sky. The cries of insects come and go, as if they are a collective protest against the enticing fragrance that can be smelled but not eaten.

Su Zizi sat on the stone bench in the garden pavilion, watching with interest the childlike Li Huaitang being busy.

"Radish, wine, and ginger."

Li Huaitang proudly held three things and dangled them in front of the beauty's eyes, ready to show off the sudden creativity in his heart.

For this show-off, the cooks fell victim to the rest, and their sweet sleep was disturbed. Several cooks looked at Li Huaitang's incomprehensible gestures in confusion, and looked at each other in fear, and in the end, it was a piece of ginger in the kitchen that helped Li Huaitang and gave the cooks tips.

A charcoal stove sits in the gazebo, and an iron pot is scorched by a vigorous flame.

A piece of chopped lamb chops is put into an iron pot and sizzles and fried.

"Ahh

The exclamation ran out from the cracks between Su Zizi's fingers covering her mouth, and her incredible eyes were flowing, Li Huaitang, who had transformed into a cook, didn't use a knife at all, and directly crushed half a radish with both hands, squeezed the juice, and dripped it onto the lamb chops in the iron pot.

Li Huaitang smiled awkwardly at the beauty, then put in the only few slices of ginger, dipped them in wine, covered the pot and waited.

To remove the smell, ginger slices are an indispensable thing, and Li Huaitang, who had digested a lot of mutton in his previous life, was very blessed to come up with this "idea" that was so imperceptibly that it could no longer be imperceptibly imperceptible.

After searching the entire kitchen, Li Huaitang got a few slices of ginger.

Ginger and radish originated in China, and Zhang Qian's brave expedition to the Western Regions, opening the Silk Road, connecting the east and west, also made a great contribution to the spread of species. However, what the Hu people eat when they eat mutton is the smell and ginger, but it is used to make medicine.

"This is called a wonderful hand to make flowers, turning decay into magic."

Li Huaitang was shameless.

"Beware of the confusion."

The beauty covered her mouth and smiled.

"Well, almost, put salt."

Lift the lid, sprinkle salt, and smell it lightly, and the fragrance will overflow.

"It smells so good!"

The aroma whets the appetite and intensifies the hunger pang. Su Zizi involuntarily completed a saliva swallowing action.

"Try it."

A piece of lamb chop is handed to the beauty's mouth.

"Is there really no smell?"

"I swear, if there is still a smell, I should put a footbath on my head in front of the wicked woman!"

"Phew!"

A low snort. Su Zizi's face was red, and the evil woman in Li Huaitang's mouth made her feel very substitutional.

"Huh? It seems that there is no more. Well, it tastes good. ”

With the confirmation of the sense of taste, the faint wrinkles on Su Zizi's forehead stretched out without a trace.

In this era, spices were a good thing, and only the aristocracy could afford it. Poor circulation is the main reason.

"Li Lang is a very good cook."

Su Zizi covered her mouth and smiled, and her mood was extremely light. As the saying goes, it is easy to ask for priceless treasures, it is rare to have a lover, and it is even more rare that a lover is willing to cook food for her and enjoy it.

What kind of gentleman should be a chef, Li Huaitang doesn't have this concept, even if he hears about it, he scoffs. When he held the step tightly and stood in the endless desert, ready to fight to the death, he knew what was most precious and cherished in his heart.

The happiness of a beauty is his happiness, and the laughter like a silver bell listens to the most beautiful and beautiful music in the world in his heart, and it is as sweet as a glutton.

"This spice is very good, we have to let Shamur buy more of it. No, it would be nice if you could grow your own. Well, spices, where to grab them? ”

Li Huaitang picked up the ginger in the pot and put it in his mouth to chew, while talking to himself, which was in response to the beauty's ridicule. He saw the happiness of beauty in his left eye, and the business opportunity of spices in his right eye.

With the rapid expansion of the army, there was a huge shortage of clothing, food, and weapons.

These three questions almost knocked out the foursome. Fortunately, the three riders of Guangming don't have much money, just a lot of money. The last time Umon summoned the noble merchants in the city of Qishi, and in the sad mood of those noble merchants, he announced the news that made them happy, and purchased them at a high price!

A large purchase was like a snowflake, flying out of the palace and falling into the hands of those noble merchants.

Although there are still certain risks in the trade route, the huge profits are enough for them to decide to take risks. Fortunately, the attention of the Turgish was focused on Bukhara. Merchants flocked out of the city of Qishi, flocking to the rest of the cities in the territory of the country and the nearby kingdoms of He, Cao, Xiaoshi, and even the distant countries of Mi and Dongcao.

Li Huaitang appreciated the high-price procurement policy, and to be honest, the nobles and merchants in Qishi City were all afraid of being squeezed by themselves. This kind of squeezing is no different from fishing in the dry water, it is impossible to last long, and in the situation of foreign enemies, especially the reappearance of that Dadu Mo, internal unity is very important. The procurement policy implemented at this time also contains the meaning of appeasement and compensation.

The channels and power of those merchants are really immeasurable, and under the devastation of the war, the river region is already full of holes, and it was not expected that they could bring anything good.

When a large amount of supplies were transported back to the city of Qishi and placed in front of the black black Wumeng, they were all surprised, and the most surprising thing was that among those weapons, there were many sharp weapons such as crossbows and bows. The dozen or so crossbows were exactly the same as the ones Kang Mo sold to him, and I really don't know where those merchants got them. There are relatively many longbows, there are hundreds, and there are hundreds of horn bows, but there are fewer arrows. Afterwards, Li Huaitang had to sigh that the merchants of Lite were all rats, and only rats could hide like this.

The urgently needed materials gathered from all directions, but also scattered a lot of silver, the gold and silver sea squandered like flowing water, it seems that there is an end of the day, hearing the report of the four-person group, Li Huaitang, who was not too concerned about money, had a hunger for the first time, a hunger for money. Perhaps, spices can fill the stomach......

"Li Lang, Li Lang,"

Su Zizi is very strange, is there something wrong with this ginger? Otherwise, why did her Li Lang smile so coldly and stand there in a daze.

"Oh, what?"

Walking out of the sporadic thinking, Li Huaitang noticed that the beauty had already finished nibbling the lamb chops in her hand.

"Warm?"

"Hmm."

"Good, good. Your Li Lang is also very warm......"

The evil smile was evil, and as soon as he saw it, Su Zizi understood what his Li Lang was thinking.

"No, put down the concubine, the concubine is not full..."

"Hehe, just right, let Li Lang continue to feed you! Tube full ......"

A shameless and swaying voice disappeared in the dark night, and in the pavilion, there was only a stove, an iron pot, and the smell of meat that had not dissipated for a long time.