Chapter 73: Not Bad, Not Bad

Ye Jue and Bai Feng were called away by the general, and at this time there was only Song Xiaoxiao in the account.

plus Jian Zhan's joining, it is two people.

Jian Zhan uncovered the cloth covering the top layer of the bamboo basket and brought out the dough poured with oil.

A bowl of noodles looks very monotonous, with only a few green onions garnished.

Song Xiaoxiao wiped her hands, picked up her chopsticks and took a bite.

"Well, yes, yes." It's really incredible to be able to make pasta with this flavor in this era.

"Is it that delicious?" Jian Zhan took a bite and said, "It's a little hard." ”

"The thickness of the wheat grinding is different, and of course the noodles are different."

"That's right." Jian Zhan suddenly felt that there was such a number one person beside him, and it was much more convenient to act.

The two of you take a bite, I take a bite, and the food is almost finished, seeing that the soup base is over, Song Xiaoxiao took out a handkerchief and wiped her mouth unhurriedly, "... Forgot to ask you, did you have a seer of pollen allergies? ”

Pollen... Allergic...

Jian Zhan's movement as he drank the soup froze, and he seemed to have forgotten that there was such a thing as pollen.

"Is this thing going to be poisonous?"

"It's not poisonous." But for people with pollen allergies, it's not as simple as ordinary poisoning.

Song Xiaoxiao had carefully observed the planting situation in Qiushui City, and the surrounding flowers and plants were all edible pollen.

It is non-toxic and can nourish the skin.

Jian Zhan meditated on the spot for a while, "I didn't feel any discomfort. ”

"That's it."

When Jian Zhan was resting, Song Xiaoxiao had already put the dishes and chopsticks in the bamboo basket, "Come on, send the things back." ”

It's not a good thing to open a small stove, so how to get it or how to put it back.

The fact that the kitchenette can make pasta already confirms her suspicions.

Jian Zhan lay on the mat and didn't want to move, and when he heard the order, he only raised his eyes and glanced at it, "Why don't you go?" ”

Song Xiaoxiao's excuse is very popular: "The people in the kitchen don't know me, and I can't explain when I go." ”

Two words, trouble!

Jian Zhan raised his eyebrows, pillowed one hand behind his head, and turned over decisively, facing her with his back.

Song Xiaoxiao has her way, and Jian Zhan also has his own spectrum.

So, Jian Zhan coldly and arrogantly dropped three words, "I don't want to go." ”

"Whatever you want." Song Xiaoxiao carried the basket and left, and before she was about to leave the camp tent, she paused, "I'll go to the small kitchen, and I'll leave the matter related to the spirit powder to you." ”

When it comes to spirit powder, it's still a tricky matter to get it right.

The establishment of feudal superstition cannot be broken by their words.

If the trouble is big, it is very likely to arouse public indignation.

Hearing this, Jian Zhan moved, and when his eyes fell on the tent entrance, the people were gone, and only the tent curtain was faintly fluctuating.

Song Xiaoxiao came back from the small kitchen, and the camp tent was empty.

It was dinner time, and the lights on the main tent were off.

Jian Zhan just ate noodles, where will he go now?

Could it be that he was stimulated by her words, and he was really stupid enough to go to the shopkeeper surnamed Hua to settle accounts?

Song Xiaoxiao took a piece of velvet and brought it with him, and went to the place where the main general dined.

The moment the curtain was lifted, a strong smell of wine rushed in.

The pungent smell choked her twice, and it was also these two sounds that made the attention of the people in the room look to this side, only to see a small boy as thin as a bamboo shadow standing at the door, sitting with one hand still holding up the curtain.

"Strategist?" The soldiers were a little surprised when they saw this figure, but after thinking about it carefully, it was time for dinner, and it was common sense for the military advisor to come to eat as a member of this operation.