It is now close to noon, and it is about to be the time for the Qingzhou soldiers to eat lunch.

Jiang Chen summoned dozens of husbands.

The leader is the Han guy with a "big head and a thick neck" who was in the early car formation, and now he has "attained the Tao alone, and the chicken and dog have ascended to heaven", and he has become the small leader among many men by taking advantage of Jiang Chen's shareholder wind.

Jiang Chen took paper and pencils, wrote a recipe, handed it to many men, and demonstrated it himself, and made dozens of baked cakes, one for each person.

After eating the baked cakes, the gangsters were shocked and shouted:

"Master Jiang, I want to learn scones!"

Soon.

Many of the men were full of joy and learned the art of baking cakes from Jiang Chen, and the people were responsible for shelling the rice.

But at this time.

The merchant Yi Qiu suddenly made a suggestion:

"My lord, there is no need to be crushed by boulders, there is a thing called stone mill in the city, which was invented by a craftsman who fled from the mainland, called Wuye, and is currently used to make soybean flour, which is a military tool for Loulan horses to raise fat over the years, I think, perhaps...... It can also be used to crush wheat grains. ”

Hear this.

Jiang Chen couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

"Looks like I'm only half a step ahead......"

"This world is affected by extraordinary martial arts, and in the short Qin, Han, Xin, Later Han, Wei and other dynasties, the degree of civilization and military development have faintly shown signs of the Song and Ming dynasties, such as the Jiupin official system, Jiangmen, families, partisan disputes, commerce, ironmaking, and law......

The technological progress of the people still follows the normal historical laws and only reaches the level of the late Eastern Han Dynasty.

Even part of the degree of technological development, due to the martial arts of a large number of talents, smart, rich, hardworking, born with good luck, a lot of inspiration, and those who have nothing to do when they are full have become martial artists, fighting each other and studying martial arts, but the speed of technological progress is becoming slower and slower......

Even grain processing tools such as stone grinding have just come out, and they have not yet been applied to wheat, and are only used for war horses to raise fat.

I was lucky enough to pick up a big leak.

If in a few years, even without me, I am afraid that things related to people's livelihood such as flour will be the first to appear in the Western Regions, and then spread to the David Dynasty, setting off a pasta leather ......"

Between thoughts.

The Qingzhou soldiers had already obtained the stone mill, crushed a large number of hulled wheat grains into flour, and cooperated with each other, and soon made a full 60 baskets of baked cakes, weighing about 360 catties.

Jiang Chen thought for a few seconds, and decided to open the reputation from the familiar "Abin Baijiang" first, so he sent more than a dozen people to send all 60 baskets of baked cakes to Feng Lebin and more than 60 Qingzhou soldiers under his command.

Initially.

The soldiers who had eaten too much wheat rice cried out one after another, hoping that the men could get some rice, and if there was no rice, they could get some chestnut rice.

They really didn't want to eat another bite of wheat rice, and their cheeks hurt.

But—

The need for food for a warrior is three times that of an ordinary person, and the hunger in his belly is extremely fast.

But with a cup of tea, Feng Lebin took the lead in eating the first baked cake.

And then

The second, third, fourth......

Many Qingzhou soldiers were dumbfounded, watching their own hundred generals actually eat a whole basket of roasted cakes, and even looked at the roasted cakes in the hands of others.

Suddenly.

Even a fool can see that this yellow, orange and orange "wheat rice" is definitely not simple!

All the soldiers scrambled to be the first, picked up the baked cake and put it in their mouths, swallowed it in their stomachs, and suddenly gave birth to a strong sense of satisfaction, and said one after another:

"This is much better than the stiff wheat rice I have eaten in the past few days!"

"It's fresh, it's delicious!"

"Brothers, I have discovered a new way to eat, I just broke a gap in the baked cakes, and the little minced meat that I ate yesterday was all sandwiched in, and I took a bite of it, it was simply delicious in the world!"

After the sixty baskets of baked cakes were eaten and wiped clean, Feng Lebin patted his belly, wanting to praise the deliciousness of the baked cakes, but he had no culture, so he could only praise:

"Delicious!"

Some soldiers were still unsatisfied and asked, "When is the time for dinner?" ”

Feng Lebin responded angrily:

"In the evening, you'll be ready for dinner!"

Some soldiers smiled and suggested, "Hundred generals, take us to the Minfu camp to inspect it." ”

A word to wake up the dreamer!

Feng Lebin did not hesitate at all, and immediately took more than 60 Qingzhou soldiers and rushed straight to the Minfu camp.

…………

Folk Camp.

Feng Lebin and more than 60 Qingzhou soldiers rushed to the gate of the camp and said loudly:

"Jiang Baijiang, what about the cake, I want to eat the cake!"

Jiang Chen laughed and waved his hand:

"Come on, feed Abin bread!"

As the saying goes, if you want to capture a man's heart, you must first grab his stomach, but what Jiang Chen didn't expect was that the food that finally swept the Qingzhou soldiers was not baked cakes, but-

Burn! Cake! Clip! Meat!

Jiang Chen tried to name it "Meat Sandwich Bun".

But alas, failed.

Most of the Qingzhou soldiers did not agree with this name, and retorted:

"It's obviously a roast cake with meat, why do you want to call it a meat bun?"

Jiang Chen: "......"

Soon.

More than 100 Qingzhou soldiers in the city have become fans of baked cakes and meat.

That night, more than 100 soldiers were holding "meat buns" in their hands, chatting and farting with other comrades.

This strange incident soon attracted the attention of Captain Zhang Ying, and after tasting the baked cakes himself, he immediately came to the conclusion:

"This thing can be used as military rations!"

…………

Early the next morning.

Fan Liangshan led the cattle and horses and brought Jiang Chen a full thirteen or fourteen bags of glutinous rice, which greatly accelerated the construction of the granary.

Chen Buxing made a rough calculation, and after a maximum of sixteen or seventeen days, it could be completed and accepted.

After all, the granary itself was rebuilt on the basis of the Bushan Courtyard, not from scratch, and it was much faster than the speed of ordinary building repair.

Jiang Chen stood in front of the gate of the granary and asked:

"Uncle, is there any other way to speed up the construction of the granary?"

Chen Bu was hungry and licked the pebbles of the sauerkraut flavor, thought for a moment, and responded:

"Tiles, there is a shortage of tiles in the camp at the moment, and they must either be removed from the roofs of other houses, or they can only be burned slowly."

The corners of Jiang Chen's mouth rose slightly, and his heart was filled with thoughts of white prostitutes, he raised his eyes to look at Fan Liangshan's distant back, and hurriedly shouted:

"Brother Fan, please stay."

“？”

Fan Liangshan slowly typed a question mark, and a hint of bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart, and he instinctively took half a step back.

…………

In the next few days, Fan Liangshan seemed to experience a nightmare life.

Whenever he heard Jiang Chen cordially shouting the words "Brother Fan", his legs couldn't help but shiver, and he said viciously in his heart:

"His mother!"

"You dog-day man, do you really think we're your brothers?"

In just three days, Jiang Chen borrowed tung oil, tiles, beams, various tools and other things from him on the pretext of building a granary, with a total value of nearly four hundred taels.

even borrowed some Qingzhou soldiers under his command to use as coolies.

When Fan Liangshan bought antiques, calligraphy and paintings at a low price, he only earned about two hundred and fifty taels of silver from Jiang Chen, and this wave not only lost all of them, but also took an additional one hundred and thirty taels.

Jiang Chen couldn't help but give a thumbs up and praise in public:

"Brother Fan, you are really the number one good person in the sky~"

Every word of this sentence is like a sharp blade, piercing Fan Liangshan's heart deeply, it hurts, it hurts!

"Damn stupid, how can you treat your brother like this! Good? I think it's the No. 1 idiot in the sky, right?! ”

"I'm like a prostitute, and I'll give you a prostitute for free!"

"His mother!"

Fan Liangshan was furious, and after returning to the tent, he was so angry that he directly smashed his beloved teapot, but for a while, he had no way to take Jiang Chen, only to endure it again and again.

The reason is simple.

He really couldn't find a three-year-old white-whiskered cricket before the ghost dissipated, this thing was not expensive, but it was extremely rare, which was the main reason for the small number of scavengers.

Therefore.

The medicinal properties of the scavengers in Jiang Chen's body are really the only ones in the scorpion lapo.

"Wait, wait until the night of Mu Yao, I want you to spit out everything you eat!"

Fan Liangshan's face was fierce, and he said coldly:

"When the time comes, I will let you see and understand, the number one good person in your mouth, 'Brother Fan' is amazing!"