Chapter Twenty-Eight: Wheat Rice and Fried Rice

The structure of Xu Qing's battalion is as follows: three teams, and the grain transportation team is Jianyang, who is the veteran who claims to have never been on the battlefield, commanding 300 troops and 50 vehicles. Hu Jiu, the former army, is also a veteran who has been on the battlefield many times, commanding 200 troops, and the rear army is Majin, commanding 250 soldiers. The front army explored the road, encountered the enemy in a roundabout way, and the rear army escorted the team, and the enemy and the grain transport team defended together. In addition, there are five groups of rangers who are responsible for patrolling, which can be regarded as scouts, and a few of Xu Qing's subordinates who have never fought are responsible for the second layer of patrols, and then there are a few heralds.

Although it is a grain transportation team, it is also necessary to be vigilant layer by layer, if it is really like Liu Zan said that someone robbed the grain team? Life is precious, but the price of a small life is higher, if it is to save life, money and power can be thrown. What's more, it's just a matter of bothering to arrange it?

Starting from Houying Luoning, crossing the Yellow River to Anyang Daying, a ten-day journey, and the time to transport grain is fifteen days. So you can walk slowly along the way, it doesn't matter, Xu Qing also ordered to slow down, without getting the scout report from the scouts who explored the road in front, before, the rear army and the grain convoy were not allowed to move. At that time, Zhuge Liang was only cautious in his life, and Xu Qing also wanted to learn from him, although Zhuge Liang worked hard for the country, and the whole country was so cautious, and Xu Qing only wanted to save a small life.

In the evening, the sun was still hanging on the mountain, Xu Qing called a few long teams together to discuss how to set up camp, Xu Qing didn't understand these things, so there was nothing embarrassing to ask others, as a college student from later generations, discussing and asking for suggestions was the way he subconsciously thought of. But those gang leaders are not, when they saw Xu Qing asking so shamelessly, they all felt that this was their kindness, and they came out one by one.

They were all old pawns who were used as cannon fodder, and no one ever asked them how to fight, yes, how could a pawn fight! Otherwise, what else would the general do? The greatest wisdom is the people, the most powerful power is in the people, these two sentences sound unexpected, in fact, who can say that it is not?

Set up the camp, and the whole camp began to bury the pot and cook. The smoke rises, the blue sky and white clouds, and the sunset is declining, which is still quite comfortable to watch. Xu Qing also started to cook in a tent, Xu Qing didn't bring a pot himself, so he ate with a few teams, but the four "giants" didn't eat much, the same wheat rice, at most it was full, and the pickles tasted a little better, which was also a little bit of welfare.

Imagine that in history, those soldiers ate grass roots and gnawed cold rice, while the generals ate meat, drank wine and held banquets. However, today's food for the three teams has improved.

"Goo-du......" Jian Yang first smelled the fragrance of fried rice, and then Ma Jin and Hu Jiu also smelled it, swallowing a big mouthful of saliva. Ma Jin thought of something in a blink of an eye, and hurriedly closed the tent in order not to let others smell it. Xu Qing couldn't help but smile when he saw a few people with such expressions, and he only had a little appetite when he smelled the rice fragrance.

From the departure to the present, Xu Qinglian has eaten dry fried rice for a few days, borrowed a pot today, put the fried rice back into the pot, put water in it, boiled it slowly, and made a pot of simple rice porridge. Xu Qing was not stingy, and released two catties in a row.

"Lord Xu, what kind of rice are you, why is it so fragrant?" Hu Jiu scooped a bowl from the pot and ate it, his mouth was burned, and then he blew the porridge hard

"Yes, yes, I also cook millet porridge in the morning on weekdays, it's not so fragrant......" Ma Jin also hurried over and grabbed a bowl and ate it.

"This is not millet, this is rice, and soybeans, and sugar, and salt?" Jian Yang ate slowly and carefully, like an old man eating.

"That's right, what Uncle Jian said is right......" Xu Qing was sure. Jian Yang suddenly looked at the other two people with a proud face, as if to say, look, it's better than you, right?

"Hehe, old man Jane, why don't you bring this grain ......," Hu Jiu said sarcastically. Ma Jin also followed Hu Jiu and said: "Yes, if you have the ability, you can tell me how to do it......"

"I ......" Jian Yang was pressed again.

"This is called fried rice, which is to use rice with salt and starch sugar, and then fry it with soybeans, and you can't bury it in the pot, you can eat it directly, or it can be used to cook porridge, and it can be cooked quickly without putting salt." Xu Qing hurriedly came out to relieve the siege.

"Tell me, how did you come up with this? I'm never going to eat wheat rice again......" Hu Jiuda said with a grin, and fished another bowl.

"Yes, when I get to Anyang, I have to change all the rations."

"Yes, this thing is much better than wheat rice, and everyone else's will have to be replaced."

Then everyone stopped talking, concentrating on besieging a pot of rice porridge, this pot of porridge weighs three or four catties of water, and it is gone, the three teams are eating and can't walk, Xu Qing also eats in this atmosphere.

After dinner, the moon was rising, Xu Qing arranged the patrol scouts, the bright and dark sentinels, and began to rest with vigilance, but his mind was full of recalling the victory and defeat of this battle.

In later generations, Xu Qing especially liked the Tang Dynasty, because the Tang poetry was beautiful and because the Tang Dynasty was powerful, so he studied the affairs of the Tang Dynasty more, especially in the early Tang Dynasty.

Liu Heimin was originally a subordinate of Dou Jiande, after Dou Jiande's death, Liu Heimin rebelled against the Tang Dynasty in Wude for four years, called himself the king of Handong, and soon occupied most of the counties of Hebei and some areas of Henan.

At the end of the fourth year of Wude, Li Yuan realized the threat of Liu Heimin, and ordered Li Shimin, the ace of the trump cards, to fight, and Li Yuanji, the king of Qi, led troops to crusade against Liu Heimin, and ordered Li Yi to attack from both sides from the south of Youzhou, and there was a battle to determine the determination of Hebei.

In the first month of the fifth year, Li Shimin led his army to Huojia, and Liu Heimin lost several battles, so he abandoned Xiangzhou and retreated to Zhaozhou. Xiangzhou was governed in Anyang, and after Liu Heimin left, Li Shimin stationed troops in Anyang, and then attacked Zhaozhou.

Aozhou? "Pooled water? The Battle of the Waters! Hahaha......" Xu Qing smiled, the battle of the water is a famous example of winning the battle after the attack, and the heart is lucky this time, not only is the small life guaranteed, but also can really get a piece of the pie, hehe......." Thinking of this, Xu Qing couldn't help but feel a little more at ease, and fell into a deep sleep.

For three days in a row, the wind went smoothly, and one day it was time to see the Yellow River.

In the tent of King Qin in the camp of Anyang:

"Who is the person in charge of escorting the grain and grass this time?" Qin King Li Shimin asked expressionlessly. The person standing on the side replied: "It's the person who offered saltpeter to make ice last time, Liu Zan remembered his love, and the one who was promoted was still a middle-aged man, not anyone's person." ”

"Well, staring at him, the third brother has never stumbled in the past, it doesn't mean that he won't this time, by the way, Liu Zan is going to fight for it, don't let him get along with the eldest brother......"

"Yes......"

"Report! The scouts reported that a group of bandits from the north had crossed the Yellow River, and their purpose was unknown......"

"Grain and grass! They were sent by Liu Heimin to rob the grain......" Li Shimin thought about countermeasures with a dark face, but the one standing on the side said: "Mo Ruo let the King of Qi lead the troops to save ......"

"Brilliant scheme, brilliant scheme...... The auxiliary machine is really Zhang Ziliang alive. Li Shimin was woken up by a sentence, it was not necessarily Liu Heimin who robbed the grain, but it could also be Li You, the king of Qi, who was making trouble. If it is Liu Heimin's person, everything is simple, if it is the king of Qi, then letting the king of Qi save it is a strategy to attack the shield of the son with the spear of the son. Regardless of success or failure, the King of Qin will benefit, and if he succeeds, he will ensure that the grain is worry-free, and if he fails, he will be blamed on the King of Qi and press him, and the King of Qin only needs to tighten his belt and wait for the next batch of grain and grass.

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