Yang Qin and the others quickly set up the tent.

"Aunt Lin, your cloth is really strong!"

The two of them looked around the tent they had set up with satisfaction. If only there was such a cloth in the army!

Lin Fengqin smiled and didn't speak, but after putting on the tarpaulin, she asked Lin Dahe and them to send everything into the tent, and then beckoned them to come over and eat together.

Hearing the greeting, they glanced at Gu Chengyuan and Song Jing, who was in a daze.

"Uncle Yang, grandma told you to eat." The young man repeated Lin Fengqin's words with a cold little face.

After hearing this, Yang Qin and He Yu looked at each other and walked into the tent.

"Lord Song?"

"Huh? You call me? ”

Lin Fengqin shouted several times before Song Jing came back to his senses.

"I said you're hungry too, aren't you? Let's sit down and eat. ”

Compared with the previous cover-up, Lin Fengqin put everything out generously this time.

Before the things were laid out, a few people sat on the floor. The tent sheltered from the cold wind blowing from all directions.

"It's tempeh dace!"

"It's a canned peach!"

"This is our Xiao Yuan's favorite chicken cake."

Looking at the bottles and cans that were opened by Lin Dahe one by one in front of him, Yang Qin's eyes widened.

They had eaten a lot of these things in the town before, and they all thought they were making them, but now they found that they were all in these small boxes.

Before they could recover from the shock, Lin Fengqin didn't know where to find a pot.

"I don't know if there's water around here."

The cold Tianlin Fengqin wanted to eat something hot.

"Someone!" As soon as her words fell, Song Jing leaned out and called the guards: "You go find some water." ”

Seeing that the guard came in a hurry, took the pot and left against the cold wind, Lin Fengqin didn't say anything.

She knew very well that there were rules to talk about everywhere, and she couldn't take it upon herself to let other people's guards rest, after all, it was also their duty.

The guards moved quickly, and in a short time they returned with a pot full of water, and somehow they brought back a pile of dry firewood.

Without Lin Fengqin opening his mouth, Lin Dahe lit a fire in front of the tent, he took the matchbox in his hand and wiped it, and the flames burst out and lit the hay and put it into the pyre.

From the shock at the beginning to now, Song Jing consciously reached out and picked up the box of matches, looking at the small wooden stick in his hand.

"It's a match."

Gu Chengyuan sighed silently, took out one and demonstrated it in front of Song Jing.

Why didn't you find out that my cousin was the kind of person who wrote all the expressions on his face?

With the dry wood and the howling wind, the flames were blazing, and the water in the pot was soon boiling.

"I'm going to cook the noodles, and you guys eat these snacks first."

Lin Fengqin took out the egg instant noodles she took from the supply and marketing cooperative.

But there was no one present who looked at the things in her hand who were not curious, and they didn't care about eating and wanted to see where the noodles came from.

Smelling the fragrance of noodles in the pot, Lin Fengqin couldn't help but sigh.

This is a luxury in a supply and marketing cooperative! A pack of two taels of noodles sells for a dime and five cents, and you have to take a ticket! Even she is only willing to buy it once in a while and take it back to her children to eat. I can't imagine that now I can eat it without spending money.

Waiting for the incense to come, Lin Fengqin silently took out the dishes and chopsticks by taking out the cardboard box.

The egg instant noodles are served with a scallion oil-flavored seasoning, and she adds them to each bowl and divides the noodles evenly into the bowls.

Song Jing looked at the bowl of noodles placed in front of him, and always felt unreal.

How did this wilderness place conjure up a bowl of noodles like a trick?

"Xiao Yuan, you mix some sauce in the noodles and eat it."

Lin Fengqin originally wanted to take out a few more eggs just now, but in the end, she thought it was too eye-catching to accept her thoughts.

A bowl of instant noodles was a little bland in the end, and finally she pulled out a bottle of hot sauce.

When the can was opened, the bright red color attracted everyone, and when it was mixed into the noodles, a hot and spicy flavor entered the tip of everyone's nose.

He Yu is a native of Shudi, his eyes flashed when he smelled this, and he asked without being reserved: "Aunt Lin, what are you eating?" ”

Lin Fengqin was stunned by the question.

"Chili sauce!"

"Can I taste it?"

Under the expectant eyes, Lin Fengqin handed the hot sauce bottle to He Yu.

Smelling the tempting smell, He Yu very unceremoniously mixed a large spoonful into the noodles. Yang Qin, who was on the side, couldn't help but say when he saw this: "Give me some too." ”

The two of them followed Lin Fengqin's example to mix the noodles well, and sucked a mouthful of noodles violently, and the spicy taste bloomed on the taste buds. choked so much that tears were about to come out for a moment, but I couldn't help but continue to send them into my mouth.

"Eat slowly, this hot sauce is spicy. If you like to eat me, here's more. ”

Seeing the appearance of the two gobbling up, Lin Fengqin thought of the pile of inventory in the counter of the supply and marketing cooperative.

She has a light taste and doesn't like spicy food, if it weren't for the fact that she could eat some chili peppers to ward off the cold, she wouldn't have thought about taking out this chili sauce.

How are these two people like they haven't eaten chili peppers?

Who knew that this thought had just flashed, and Song Jing, who was full of gluttony, couldn't help but speak.

"Grandma Lin, what is this chili pepper?"

Lin Fengqin: ??

"You haven't seen chili peppers?"

After shaking his head in unison, Lin Fengqin was dumbfounded.

"Then you ......"

I wanted to ask them what they had eaten before, but suddenly I thought about it, and it seems that there have been no chili peppers except for green onions, ginger, garlic, star anise, peppercorns and spices. Including the dishes of Juxiang Building, there is no one.

"Then if you want to eat, open your mouth. I have a lot more here. ”

The northwest is cold in winter, and Yang Qin and they don't dare to drink alcohol to drive away the cold in the army on weekdays for fear of making mistakes, and sometimes they bite a few peppercorns in their mouths when they are very cold.

"Boss, if we have this thing, I can kill the enemy with two more strengths!"

He Yu ate happily, and his eyes lit up a little when he heard Lin Fengqin's words.

And Yang Qin's mind was more calm, and he whispered while eating: "You eat quickly, wait until we go back to discuss with the captain, Aunt Lin is easy to talk to, and we can't take advantage of others with a bare face." ”

"It's still thoughtful!" He Yu also scratched his head embarrassedly at this time.

Song Jing ate a bowl of noodles. After everyone finished eating, he took the initiative to call the guards to clean up.

And this time, when the guards were carrying pots and bowls and preparing to leave, Lin Fengqin got up and called out to him: "I'm tired of the big brother, if you don't dislike it, there are still a few bags of instant noodles and canned food left here, you can take them and cook them!" ”

The guards first glanced at Song Jing, and only after seeing him bowed his head did he thank Lin Fengqin and withdrew with his things.

Regarding where Lin Fengqin got so many things, the group, including Song Jing, kept silent very tacitly.

After shaking on the road for two days, I finally saw the tower of Liangcheng in the distance at noon the next day.

Looking at the hanging city plaque, Lin Fengqin couldn't help but feel a little sad: "I don't know when the plaque written by our Xiaoyuan will continue to be hung." ”

When he was affected by the disaster last time, he was afraid that the plaque written by Gu Chengyuan would be broken, so Lin Fengqin simply took it down and put it away.

Now I don't know if the shops in the town will be able to reopen again.

"When the shop reopens, Xiao Yuan will give you a better piece!"

"The piece that my Xiao Yuan wrote is already the top of the top! Grandma doesn't want a new one, she wants that! ”

As the old man and the young man were talking, Song Jing looked at the little cousin who was sitting upright opposite, and then looked at his slightly reddened ears and couldn't help but feel very interesting.

In this way, the carriage swayed to the gate of the city, and suddenly a shout came from outside: "What man! The curtain is lifted for a routine inspection! ”