Zong Ze looked at Qian Heng in confusion. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hengyuan, what are you going to do here?"

Qian Heng smiled, "The boss will know right away!" ”

As the person in charge of the winery, Chen Dong is very concerned about whether there is sorghum wine, especially under Qian Heng's constant instillation in him to make money to strengthen the country, Chen Dong has become a shrewd businessman who is mercenary.

When he learned that he wanted to persuade Zong Ze to donate the sorghum, Chen Dong made full preparations as soon as possible.

At the beginning, Qian Heng was still thinking about whether to give Zong Ze a few more shares in exchange for these sorghum in Zong Ze's hands.

Chen Dong gave Qian Heng an idea, only to hear Qian Heng nodding again and again, appreciating it greatly.

With a smile on his face, Chen Dong came up with a food box.

He first nodded to Qian Heng and said hello, and then bowed to Zong Ze, "Master Zong, the student knows that you value those sorghum very much, so the student specially made some food out of sorghum, and asked Master Zong to taste one or two!" ”

After Chen Dong finished speaking, without waiting for Zong Ze to say anything, he directly put the food box on the table in front of Zong Ze and Qian Heng, and laid it out in the same way.

A bowl of sorghum rice porridge, three sorghum cakes, and three sticky nests of sorghum noodles.

Ballast porridge, to put it bluntly, is boiled out of crushed sorghum rice, which looks red and black, no matter how you look at it, it looks ugly.

The sorghum cake is slightly better, but the side that sticks to the pan is obviously a little mushy.

The sticky nest head of sorghum noodles is not like that of later generations, where preserved fruits such as red dates, bean paste, or raisins are used as accessories, which are kneaded into pure sorghum noodles, red, black, red and black, steaming.

The appearance of these three things, how to look at it, how to feel ugly.

remembered that when the new sorghum came down two days ago, Chen Dong also made a pot of sorghum rice porridge to try it, but the sorghum rice porridge the day before yesterday was added with red beans and honey.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Qian Heng finally understood how bad Chen Dong's careful thinking was.

This time, it was deliberately to pit Zong Ze, to let Zong Ze taste this unpalatable sorghum food.

However, Qian Heng was still very satisfied with Chen Dong's careful thinking, and he was happy to watch Zong Ze suffer here, and he would be able to knock a stroke for a while.

After Zong Ze figured out that the food prepared by Chen Dong was made of sorghum, he seemed to want to prove the importance of rations, so he didn't hesitate, nodded and said, "The idea is good, I'll taste it first, and I will start eating this food made of sorghum in the army in the future!" ”

If the sorghum noodles are exquisite, in addition to the unsatisfactory taste, they are actually not unpleasant to eat.

But the food prepared by Chen Dong today was not made with sorghum noodles that had been finely ground two days ago, but was simply processed with coarse grinding and directly used.

Whether it is the taste or the appearance, it is simply two extremes from the day before yesterday.

Zong Ze undoubtedly had him, so he directly picked up the sorghum rice porridge and drank two sips, and couldn't help frowning.

Zong Ze sits in Dengzhou, shares weal and woe with the people and soldiers, does everything possible to take care of the soldiers and civilians in Dengzhou, and eats and drinks very simply, but after all, Zong Ze is an official on the pastoral side, and the level of food is much better than that of ordinary people.

After only two sips, Zong Ze couldn't drink anymore.

Zong Ze didn't want to lose face like this, so he put down the bowl, grabbed a piece of sorghum cake, and stuffed it into the nearest place.

As soon as he took a bite, Zong Ze frowned and looked up at Chen Dong.

Chen Dong hurriedly grabbed a piece of sorghum cake, "Master Zong, this sorghum cake is still delicious!" ”

After Chen Dong finished speaking, he directly took a big bite of the sorghum cake and chewed it with relish.

Seeing Chen Dong's appearance, Zong Ze couldn't say anything, so he had to take another bite of the sorghum cake, and it took a long time to swallow the sorghum flour cake in his mouth.

Watching Zong Ze swallow the cake with difficulty, Chen Dong smiled, "Master Zong, there is still a sticky nest made of sorghum noodles here, I am very hungry, you must try it!" ”

If Chen Dong didn't say this, Zong Ze thought about ending the tasting directly.

But as soon as Chen Dong said this, Zong Ze felt that if he didn't taste it, how could he introduce it to the soldiers and the people? So Zong Ze immediately put the sorghum cake he had bitten twice back on the table and grabbed a sticky nest head.

Although it is a little sticky, it is softer to the touch than a cake.

The expression on Zong Ze's face relaxed slightly, "I must taste the food that can fight hunger, and I can prepare more for the soldiers in the future!" ”

As Zong Ze spoke, he brought the nest head to his mouth, and as soon as he took a bite, Zong Ze's face changed color again.

Looking at the sticky nest head back and forth in Zong Ze's mouth, Qian Heng suddenly laughed, "Boss, isn't the food made of these sorghum noodles unpalatable?" I still have the nest head I made two days ago, would you like to try it! ”

At this time, how could Zong Ze not guess that this was Qian Heng deliberately manipulating him.

Zong Ze reluctantly swallowed the sticky sorghum noodles in his mouth before he snorted, "Hengyuan, say it, what do you want to say!" ”

Qian Heng smiled and helped the old man Zong Ze to sit down, and then said, "Boss, in fact, the reason why the students arranged it this way is to remind you that don't treat sorghum as a staple food, sorghum is used as food, it can be used to save lives in times of famine, and it can be used to occasionally adjust the taste, but what can really reflect the value of sorghum is winemaking!" ”

"What? Are you going to make wine with these sorghum? ”

Zong Ze suddenly understood a little, and pointed at Qian Heng with his hand, "Good boy, did you calculate it a long time ago, in the name of supplementing food, you want me to grow so much sorghum, and now you tell me that this sorghum can only be used to make wine?" ”

Qian Heng smiled, "Don't be angry, and listen to me explain to you!" ”

"This sorghum is not unusable as food, but it is not until a famine year, when it is not a last resort, why do we have to eat food made from sorghum? And I also said that if you use this sorghum to make wine, the food you will get back is much easier to swallow than this sorghum, and you can even exchange it for a large amount of mutton! ”

"Master Zong, you can think about it, why can't my soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty be able to defeat Jin Liao's cavalry?"

Zong Ze's anger did not subside, and he snorted, "Speak!" ”

"The reason is very simple, the physique of the Jin and Liao people alone is much stronger than that of my soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty, and there is one of the most critical points, that is, the people over there in Jin Liao eat a lot of meat and are strong. Are you looking at Jin Liao, didn't you eat meat constantly that day? ”

After Qian Heng finished speaking, Zong Ze stopped talking.

After a long time, Zong Zecai said, "Hengyuan, let me ask you, when you first arrived in Dengzhou, you asked me to raise pigs in the army, is it also because of this reason?" ”

Qian Heng nodded, "Raising pigs is just to give the soldiers in your army meat to eat, and I want the sorghum in your hand, but I want to exchange more wealth for my Great Song Dynasty!" ”