"Could it be that this is Luo-"

Jiang Chen suddenly covered his mouth and kept silent.

There are some things that are better not to be said.

Compared with those real big shots, his strength is too weak after all, and even the scavenger's medicinal properties are only one-third of digested, and he has mastered only two insignificant fates.

The big events at the level of "Childless Mother" and "Overlord of Western Chu", no matter what intersection they have, the less they know, the safer and longer they will live.

In terms of Chen Bu's life philosophy of knocking melon seeds, spitting out a field of melon seed shells, and spitting out, "You should eat, you should drink, ignorance is a kind of happiness!" ”

"Whew~"

Jiang Chen let out a sullen breath, determined to forget all the speculations just now and concentrate on the matter in front of him.

"You still have to strengthen your strength as soon as possible!"

"Getting stronger is king!"

Jiang Chen took several deep breaths, gradually regained his usual calm, and slowly walked back to the camp.

Look up.

found that at the gate of the camp, the merchant Yi Qiu was standing and waiting at the door, Chen Bu was not hungry, and Xiao Wu also looked like they had been waiting for a long time.

When Yi Qiu saw Jiang Chen returning, he immediately greeted him and said in a loud voice:

"Master Jiang, it's finally time for you."

"What?"

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows, and couldn't help but guess in his heart, could it be that Yi Qiu was willing to cooperate with the Western Army after negotiating with those local bigwigs?

Sure enough.

Yi Qiu pointed to the dozens of grain trucks in the Minfu camp and said respectfully:

"Lord Jiang can be said to be a great benefactor of my Dongli people, but I heard that your army was in a hurry and the amount of grain and grass was limited, so I took 2,000 stone of wheat and grain, as well as 500 liters of wine, 200 horses of cotton cloth, 50 baskets of vegetables and fruits, and 20 jars of oil from the Yishi treasury and with the support of many large local households, and presented them to your lordship."

Jiang Chen was overjoyed in his heart, and praised in his heart:

"This Yi Qiu is really smart, and the local people behind it are not stupid, and the first thing they did solved my urgent need."

The Western Army was ordered by the emperor and the soldiers of Kyushu to divide into six routes and conquer the 36 countries of the Western Regions, which was a move to expand the territory and unify the territory, rather than destroy the Western Regions.

It is enough to loot some grain and grass during the siege, but if a large amount of rations are forcibly levied in the early stage of the occupation, it will inevitably cause resentment among the people, and the future will be endless, which is not conducive to long-term rule.

And if it is a slaughter of large households, looting of grain......

There are only a very small number of people in the city who can understand David's official language, and before "books are the same text, cars are on the same track", the middle class represented by Yi Qiu is a necessary part of maintaining system and governance, and has the value of united front and cannot be killed.

Jiang Chen nodded secretly:

"It's a good thing to get food without using a knife."

1,000 Qingzhou soldiers, even if they are in a non-combat state, have a diet of no less than six catties of rice grain a day, and they have to be rationed two catties of meat and one catty of fruits and vegetables;

Most of the 1,500 people are responsible for the heavy labor of building granaries, which consumes a lot, and their daily diet must not be less than four catties.

More than 2,000 people need to consume hundreds of stone of grain every day, and the most worrying thing for Chen Bu is rice grain, meat, vegetables and fruits, and glutinous rice juice every day.

The rice has long been exhausted, and there is not much chestnut rice left, so it can only be supplied to a few military officials, and the people and ordinary soldiers can only save some wheat rice......

And with this amount of grain sent by Yi Qiu and the local big households, it was enough for Zhang Longxiang to be sent by the Qingzhou soldiers of the Xiang Department and many people to the next batch of grain and grass.

Jiang Chen's face showed a hint of joy, but Chen Bu's hungry face on the side pursed his lips and said in disgust:

"Alas, it's all wheat rice, this thing we don't like to eat, let alone those Qingzhou soldiers with eyes above the top?"

Yi Qiu bowed slightly, and his face was apologetic:

"I'm really sorry, the city was first hit by the war, and more than half of the grain stock was burned, and being able to take out this surplus grain is already the limit of the local big households."

Word.

The landlord's family has no surplus food!

Xiao Wu's family is poor, and he said calmly:

"What about the wheat rice? I grew up eating wheat rice bran since I was a child, and I was satisfied when I could have a full bite of rice. ”

Listening to everyone's words, Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, and then recalled his recent life experience, he had always followed the rich peasant Chen Bu to eat mixed rice, and three meals a day were chestnut rice, so he never noticed one thing-

In this world, due to the strong combat power of the military and the premature development of the south, high-yield rice prevailed, and wheat was not popularized on a large scale.

As a result, flour has never been born so far!

Southern rice is commonly consumed by urban dwellers.

Wealthier farmers tend to eat corn.

Only the poorer peasant households feed on wheat rice, which is difficult to chew and swallow, and the taste is far inferior to that of rice chestnuts.

And the poorest families even eat chaff to survive.

The corners of Jiang Chen's mouth rose slightly, he grew up eating noodles, steamed buns, and meat buns, and he had already learned all kinds of pasta recipes, and laughed:

"Then eat wheat, and after grinding the wheat into flour with a stone, and cooking it a little, you can make a delicious taste in the world.

I assure you, after a few days, even if the chestnut rice is delivered to your bowl, you will not want to eat half a bite. ”

Hear the words.

Xiao Wu and Chen Buyu both had strange faces, and the wheat was crushed into powder...... Wheat flour soup?

What kind of outlandish practice is this?

Even Yi Qiu couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, and kindly reminded:

"Lord Jiang, wheat is far more cold-resistant than chestnut rice, suitable for the environment of the Western Regions, so Loulan takes the Peacock River as the center, from east to west, and establishes three cities of Dongli, Guodu and Xili, respectively, and grows a large number of wheat seedlings in the fields on both sides of the river, but we have eaten wheat rice for so many years, and have never heard of the practice of crushing it into flour?"

Jiang Chen said with a smile:

"Uncle Chen, Xiao Wu, shopkeeper Yi, I will make a delicious meal later, and please be the first to taste it."

Chen Bu was hungry and pouted:

"The old man has no hobbies in his life, so he just wants to eat and drink, and he has a stomach that is used to eating chestnut rice and rice, even if he starves to death and dies of poverty, he will never eat a grain of wheat rice."

Jiang Chen didn't refute, rubbed his hands, and asked for a bag of husked wheat grains, about two catties, and then grinded them with a boulder, grinded them until they were finely crushed, added a little salt, and one and a half liters of warm water, and skillfully kneaded them into a large dough.

After a few minutes, knead fifteen small dough cakes.

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, smeared a little meat oil on the fifteen small doughs, and pasted them in a cauldron that burned over low heat.

Not much.

The dough was baked until golden brown on both sides, although the appearance was slightly browned, but the tangy aroma immediately made everyone present swallow their saliva.

"Is this wheat rice?"

"Can you eat it?"

"Why does this wheat rice look like it's made of gold?"

Jiang Chen smiled and distributed fifteen baked cakes to the three of them.

Chen was not hungry and pouted, and turned his head to indicate that he would not eat.

Xiao Wu was the first to take the pancake and took a heavy bite.

He was already prepared to be extremely unpalatable, and then said "It's okay" against his will to save some face for the "head", but the crunchy and fragrant taste in his mouth suddenly made Xiao Wu not even have time to speak, and chewed the delicious baked cakes.

In a short time, he had eaten three whole large, round pancakes.

Seeing that Xiao Wu didn't even have time to speak, Yi Qiu frantically showed off the baked cake into his mouth like a whirlpool, and was also curious, pinched the thing in his hand, couldn't help but take a bite, and said in surprise:

"This is ten times stronger than wheat rice, and it is almost catching up with southern rice!"

Its novel and fragrant and crispy taste suddenly made Yi Qiu's index finger move, and he couldn't help but persuade:

"Brother Chen, might as well try it too?"

Seeing that the two of them had eaten up the five pieces of "wheat rice" in their hands, Chen Buxing's old face turned red, and he secretly took a small bite of the baked cake, the crunchy texture suddenly made his eyes widen, and he couldn't help but exclaim:

"It smells so good!"