Scold. I was sneering at myself just now, but now I am scared when I see that I am a little harder. Zhao Qingyan sneered, didn't care about the things that fell on the ground, took Wen Zichen's hand and turned around and left.

She has lived in this place for so long, it's not that she hasn't had this kind of person who only knows how to bully the weak and fear the hard, but as soon as something like this happened to her today, she still couldn't react.

Or it's not that she can't react, it's really that she can't be angry with this kind of person, and she took into account that she was afraid of losing face to Wen Qiao in the military camp, so she had to endure it all the time, but who knew that the soldier was like this!

Zhao Qingyan was very angry in her heart, although she didn't have a seizure on the surface now, she would definitely not let go of this soldier easily when she saw Wen Qiao. It is a trivial matter to sneer at her, but Wen Zichen is such a young child, he didn't even give her a good face! He's really a big guy himself, isn't he?

"Don't be," Zhao Qingyan heard the soldier's words, turned his head and smiled coldly at him, and said unhurriedly: "I don't deserve to enter this place."

After finishing speaking, she took Wen Zichen and continued to walk forward, halfway through, and suddenly remembered that the real thing about coming to this military camp today was to deliver food to Wen Qiao.

She was worried that she would not be able to live well in this barracks, but she didn't want the soldiers here to treat her like this.

If she hadn't come today, it would have been absolutely impossible for her to encounter something like this. The more Zhao Qingyan thought about it, the more angry she felt, and more unconvinced, she thought about that soldier! She Zhao Qingyan is not convinced today!

However, at the moment, the meal she had prepared at home and specially sent to Wen Qiao was gone. She couldn't help but feel a little distressed in her heart, she didn't expect that such a thing would happen to her without even a little benefit.

While walking, Wen Zichen suddenly shook her hand and shouted suspiciously: "Mother?" Zhao Qingyan answered, Wen Zichen looked at her quietly, and waited for a while before continuing to ask, "Aren't we leaving?"

"Let's go, why don't you go?" Zhao Qingyan was laughed at angrily after this series of things.

After saying this to Wen Zichen, she silently added in her heart, "It's impossible to go." ”

Since the soldier looked down on her and sneered at her, she wouldn't leave today.

Right here, I want to be angry with him, and wait until Wen Qiao comes back to see what else he has to say!

The dishes are gone, and they have to find a way to cook another meal for Wen Qiao. Zhao Qingyan was angry, but he hadn't forgotten Wen Qiao. Since you're here today, how can you waste so much effort.

said that he was leaving, but Zhao Qingyan's footsteps did not move. The military camp is actually not far from Zhuangzi. Zhao Qingyan stood in place and thought about it carefully, and with unconvinced reasons, she decided to cook in front of everyone today.

Didn't the soldier let her in? Then she won't go in, and she will slowly him off in front of him outside! Zhao Qingyan felt that her idea was simply the best, and she hooked the corners of her lips and smiled unconsciously.

Then he lowered his head and looked at Wen Zichen, who was much shorter than her just now, and said, "Chen'er, you go back to Zhuangzi first and call Sister Luluo to come over, and by the way, let her bring the cauldron and those ingredients from her mother's kitchen, okay?"

Zhao Qingyan's words made Wen Zichen not understand very well, but he still nodded very obediently, let go of Zhao Qingyan's hand, and trotted away by himself.

Zhao Qingyan watched Wen Zichen's back disappear from his sight, and just when the soldier didn't react, he turned his head and looked at him unexpectedly.

The soldier was looked at by Zhao Qingyan, and tilted his head to the side, as if he was scolding something in a low voice.

Wen Zichen came back quickly, and this time he was accompanied by a green pothos and a man in a small house's clothes. Wen Zichen's hand was led by the green pothos and walked in front, and behind them was the little guy.

The little guy bent his back and pulled a small cart specially used to transport goods.

The carriage was filled with the cauldron that Zhao Qingyan used to cook in the kitchen.

After approaching, Zhao Qingyan asked the little maid to unload the pot and the things she brought, and she directly asked the little maid to set up an earthen stove on the vast land outside the barracks, and then directly put her cauldron on it.

"Master." Luluo came over and saluted Zhao Qingyan, and was very sensible and didn't ask more about Zhao Qingyan's approach.

The pot was ready, Zhao Qingyan called out to the little servant and ordered him to go down, "You go to the woods next to you to find some dry firewood." The little guy didn't talk much, nodded and went obediently. Zhao Qingyan shouted to the pothos again, "You go get some clean water." ”

The location of this military camp is very good, one side faces the mountain, the other side faces the water, and both sides are surrounded by dense woods, so it is very simple to cook here, after all, all the natural materials are available here, and there is no need for Zhao Qingyan to prepare anything.

The cart doesn't bring much, but it's enough to make a dish. Zhao Qingyan looked at it, thought for a while, and took a piece of fat and thin pork belly from the cart.

She took the pork belly in her hand and looked at it, and finally decided to make a simple braised pork.

It's not difficult to make braised pork, it just so happens that Wen Qiao is very tired from guarding the barracks, so it's just right to treat him with food.

The pothos quickly made water, and the little maid was not slow to collect firewood.

Zhao Qingyan asked the little maid to make the firewood, and she put the skin of her pork belly down in the pot and burned it dry. When the skin of the pork belly was burnt and fragrant, she took it out and put it in the water and scraped the brown brown off the skin with a kitchen knife.

In order not to make the pork belly taste bitter, she washed it with water several times repeatedly. Then she got some water in the pot, added some sliced ginger and green onions, mixed with the washed pork belly, put it in the pot and boiled over high heat.

After boiling about a cup of tea on the high fire, Zhao Qingyan found a chopsticks and inserted them into the pork belly to try it, and after confirming that it was cooked, she directly took out the pork belly and put it in the cold water prepared in advance.

The pork belly that had cooled down was cut into small pieces by her, and the water in the pot was poured out, boiled dry, and then fried with the pork belly. She doesn't fry for a long time, and this step is mainly to fry the oil in the pork belly, so that the pork belly will not taste too greasy.

After frying the excess oil, put out the pork belly for later use, put a small amount of fried oil in the pan, put in the sliced ginger, cinnamon, star anise, bay leaves, a small amount of green peppercorns, then pour in the cut pork belly and stir-fry, fry the pork belly until golden brown and stimulate the fragrance of spices, pour in soy sauce to color the pork belly, stir-fry slightly and then add water to boil.

After Zhao Qingyan was done, she walked to the cart and looked at it, she found a few eggs, washed them, and put them in the pot to cook with the pork belly. The process of cooking is the most important process of making pork belly, and the aroma of pork belly in the pot also wafts throughout the barracks.

Many soldiers were attracted by the smell and searched for most of the day before finding the person cooking outside the barracks. At this time, many soldiers ran out.