Although she didn't want to admit that Mo Hongsu said what was on her mind, Ling Xiaorou was really speechless, if the situation at that time changed, Mo Hongsu would definitely not let others arrest her and be powerless to resist, let alone cause He Louyuan to put down everything and be haggard and sad to find her.

Seeing that Ling Xiaorou hung her head and was silent, Mo Hongsu didn't press her tightly anymore, she had already eaten an amazing amount of food, and she didn't eat a few bites of dinner, and her hands and feet were already hungry.

Soon brought people to the kitchen, Ling Xiaorou was still very depressed, and she couldn't calm down when she was hit, even picking up her favorite spatula didn't make her feel better.

Ling Xiaorou has always cooked with joy, and she has also integrated this mood into the food she makes, but at this time she is in a bad mood, not to mention how much depression is brought in the food.

Seeing that it was a delicious food with both color and flavor, Mo Hongsu picked up the rice bowl, stretched out her chopsticks, took a mouthful of sweet and sour pork ribs and put it in her mouth, her face became tangled, and she took two mouthfuls of rice, and then stared at Ling Xiaorou with a frown.

Ling Xiaorou was stared at by her inexplicably, and she also took a pair of chopsticks and put a mouthful of food in her mouth, and before she could chew it, she was sour and spit it out.

Fortunately, it just put too much vinegar, which is sour and makes people uneasy, but for Ling Xiaorou, who has always been nitpicky about food, this is a stain.

Ling Xiaorou smiled apologetically at Mo Hongsu, planning to throw out the dish and remake it, but was stopped by Mo Hongsu, "The food is not easy to come by, the sour is a little sour, and there is no need to pour it out." ”

After speaking, he said a little sentimentally: "When the war started, not to mention such sour dishes, even the rancid food sometimes couldn't be eaten. ”

Ling Xiaorou seemed to be infected with Mo Hongsu's sentimentality, at the beginning of practicing cooking, Ling Xiaorou never felt pity for wasting ingredients, in her opinion, no matter how good the ingredients were, they couldn't make a good taste, whether they were eaten or thrown away, it was also a waste, but after listening to Mo Hongsu's words, Ling Xiaorou couldn't help but think deeply.

I have taught a few easy-to-make and delicious foods to bring to the guards before the battle, and now I think about the food that is very delicious, but I also have time to make it, as Mo Hongsu said that the soldiers are in front of the battle, many times there is no time to cook, if there is dry food, it is better, and when there is no dry food, it will be hungry?

It seems that she still needs to think about food that is easy to preserve and easy to carry.

Seeing that Mo Hongsu was about to put the vinegar pork ribs into her mouth, Ling Xiaorou stopped her, the sweet and sour pork ribs can be returned to the pot if they are not poured out, and if you put too much vinegar, you can roll them in the pot, and add some sugar to suppress the sour taste.

Mo Hongsu was hugging her shoulders to watch Ling Xiaorou cook, and she frowned when she had a sour mouthful of food before, just thinking that Ling Xiaorou had done it intentionally to retaliate for her rudeness.

But after seeing Ling Xiaorou's performance, she also saw that it was just an unintentional mistake, it seemed that Ling Xiaorou was not a cautious woman, but this made Mo Hongsu have a little more affection for Ling Xiaorou in addition to her beauty.

After the sweet and sour pork ribs were returned to the pot, although the taste was not as good as before, Mo Hongsilk was still very satisfied, this was much better than the big stove meal eaten before the battle, and no matter how unpalatable things were, sweet and sour pork ribs could be regarded as a rare delicacy in the world.

Ignoring Mo Hongsu's bowl of sweet and sour pork ribs and eating three bowls of rice, Ling Xiaorou began to mix noodles here, put noodles, salt, a little sugar, oil, warm water and noodles, and put them aside to stand.

Next, he turned out all the remaining meat in the kitchen, pork, beef and mutton, and Ling Xiaorou cut it into strips regardless of type, and put it in the spice and stewed it in the pot.

Ling Xiaorou then rolled out the previously reconciled noodles into sheets of dough that were thin in the middle and slightly thicker around them, pierced many holes with needles in the middle, brushed with a layer of egg wash, and sprinkled with sesame seeds.

Put it in another large pot and burn it, there is no oil in the pot, the fire temperature is not high, and slowly the dough in the pot is slightly swelled, emitting a burnt flavor of noodles.

Mo Hongsu also stretched out her head to look, although she looked at the dry food they often ate on the march, it tasted much better, even if she was a little sick to her stomach after eating dry food, she felt that she could eat two of such pancakes.

In fact, Ling Xiaorou made baked naan, a traditional food of an ethnic minority in her previous life, but she could only use an iron pot to cook it without a naan pit, but the effect was still very good.

In addition to the first original flavor, Ling Xiaorou then made a few more ones with meat or sugar filling in the middle, with the meat flavor, it must taste more fragrant than nothing, but it is not easy to put the meat filling for a long time, and it is still as inconvenient when marching and fighting.

handed a stuffed meat to Mo Hongsilk, Mo Hongsilk bit it down, raised his eyebrows, got up and went to the meat pot that was still stewing, fished out two meat strips, and sandwiched them in the roasted naan to eat together.

Ling Xiaorou smiled and didn't stop it, probably knowing that baking naan was feasible, Ling Xiaorou didn't want to make too much, just baked out the noodles that had been reconciled before, and also made five sheets, each of which was the size of a plate.

Look at Mo Hongsilk took another bowl of meat strips, and ate the meat strips with a mouthful of roasted naan, because the meat taste was very light, Mo Hongsilk also took a jar of chili sauce from nowhere and spread it on the roasted naan.

Ling Xiaorou wanted to cover her forehead, three bowls of rice, a big bowl of sweet and sour pork ribs, and ate two roasted naan in a row, how could she fit it in her stomach?

It's hard to say that you have eaten too much, Ling Xiaorou simply pretended not to see it, fished out all the meat in the pot, left only a little broth in the pot, put the cloves, ingredients, cinnamon, pepper, and ginger into the pot together, put salt and sugar in it after boiling, and after it melted, put in the chili noodles and beef, fry it with a wooden shovel until the soup is dry, take out the beef again, and spread it aside to dry It is a very delicious spiced beef jerky.

You can also put the half-dried beef jerky on the fire and roast it dry, but she didn't find the right utensils, Ling Xiaorou just roasted a few pieces with an iron fence and handed it to Mo Hongsu, "Taste it in it." ”

Mo Hongsilk tried it, and sure enough, the taste was very good, the roasted naan was a little dry, but very hungry, and the taste and taste were much better than the dry food they had eaten before, and the beef jerky was also very dry, but it was full of chewiness, and Mo Hongsilk had a little smile on his face.

Ling Xiaorou asked, "What if you bring such food with you during the war?" ”

Mo Hongsu's eyes widened, she almost couldn't believe that Ling Xiaorou had spent a long time trying to make food for the march, if she ate such dry food when it was inconvenient to cook during the rapid march, the soldiers would have a good mouth, and nodded again and again.

Ling Xiaorou had a good impression of Mo Hongsu when she first saw her, and then she was more wary of her as a rival in love, but now she is very straightforward, everything is written on her face, and she can't hate it if she wants to.

What's more, it was a major event to improve the diet of the soldiers, so Ling Xiaorou simply taught Mo Hongsu the method of roasting naan and the method of beef jerky, but it was a pity that Ling Xiaorou spent a long time, that is, she taught it by hand, and Mo Hongsu still couldn't learn anything.

In the end, Ling Xiaorou could only admit discouraged that Mo Hongsu was really not a cooking material, and she really couldn't come to this job.

Anyway, there was no hurry, Ling Xiaorou could just think of a few more foods suitable for carrying on the march, such as filling various chili sauce meat sauce with a water bladder filled with water, and pouring out a little bit and smearing it on the cake when eating, even dry food can taste different.

The meat floss that has been made for the former queen mother and others before can also be eaten by the soldiers, if the conditions permit, boil a big pot of porridge, mix the meat floss into it, it is absolutely nutritious and delicious, and you can also mix the porridge and eat a variety of fragrant pickles.

All kinds of bread and waterless cakes that are not easy to spoil are also very good, but they take up more space than baked naan.

Ling Xiaorou silently calculated what else could be brought to the soldiers to eat, Mo Hongsu also gave up after roasting the naan inside and out, before she still had the heart to ridicule Ling Xiaorou for only cooking, not worthy of He Louyuan, at this time she also had to admit that being able to cook is also a great skill.

At least the roasted naan made by Ling Xiaorou is really likely to solve the problem of poor food for border soldiers during war.

Holding a handful of spiced beef jerky made by Ling Xiaorou in one hand, he followed Ling Xiaorou out of the kitchen, and Ling Feng ran over from outside.

After he came back before, he took people to check the safety of Zhuangzi, and Yilan had been making trouble since Ling Feng left Zhuangzi, and she refused to eat well, which made the two guards who were guarding her worried.

Although Mo Hongsu spoke, she would be hungry if she didn't eat, but Yilan couldn't coax anyone except Ling Feng, and Ling Feng came back just to feed Yilan for dinner.

It wasn't until I was done that I heard that Mo Hongsu had taken Ling Xiaorou away, although she was quite trustworthy about Mo Hongshuang's character, but the woman was really jealous, who knew what would happen.

Fortunately, when he saw Ling Xiaorou, he still had a full beard and a full tail, and the expression on his face was also normal, Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief and came over to greet Mo Hongsu.

Mo Hongsu was eating beef jerky in her mouth and also holding beef jerky in her hand, she just nodded to Ling Feng and walked over to Ling Feng's side.

Ling Feng was also accustomed to Mo Hongsian's indifference, and after looking Ling Xiaorou up and down again, he was really relieved, "Big girl, don't be alone with Mo Hongsu in the future, brother is afraid." ”

Ling Xiaorou smiled, "Brother, in fact, General Mo is not bad, he can just eat some." ”

Ling Feng laughed dryly, how could Mo Hongsilk eat some? It's so good to eat, okay? Even the soldiers in front of the battle almost no one can eat her, but there are also benefits of being able to eat, looking at the thin people, but the strength is very great, and the kung fu is also strong, which is very supported by the soldiers.

However, in this way, the soldiers in the army were divided into two factions, one faction led by He Louyuan's guards who supported Ling Xiaorou as the princess, they believed that Ling Xiaorou's appearance had improved the diet of the soldiers of the whole army, eating well, getting better in health, and having more strength in battle, which could be regarded as a great achievement.

The other faction is to worship Mo Hongsilk's soldiers who mainly support Mo Hongsilk as a princess, they seem to eat and drink is just a desire to eat, there is something to eat, what to eat is not the same is a war, is it said that things are not delicious can not win the war? It's just that he can cook a few dishes, how can he compare with General Mo, who has made great achievements?

Besides, General Mo has known the prince since he was a child, and he refused to marry until he was in his twenties, isn't it to wait for the prince? How can this affection be compared to a young chef who has known her for less than a year?

As a party concerned, neither Mo Hongsu nor He Louyuan has officially responded to the rumors, in the eyes of others, it is not easy to say much about Mo Hongxi's girl's family, but He Louyuan has affection for both, and neither one can be traded-off.

And what about the facts? Ling Feng smiled bitterly: Who dares to tell this kind of rumor to King Ning Yuan? That's just a long life.

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