It's not that Jiang Zhimiao won't let them eat, the child has a small belly, and he doesn't want to eat after eating snacks, so he has to let them endure it first.

The dolls kept shouting that they were hungry, and Jiang Zhimiao had to speed up the movements of his hands.

In front of several people, she stretched out her hand into the baggage, and a small amphora copper pot appeared in her hand in an instant.

First put the pot on the ground, turned around and went out to pick up some firewood, a few bricks and stones, and directly supported the pot on the spot.

There were many guards and servants who exiled prisoners, and they directly surrounded the entire post station, and as long as they were active under their noses, they basically turned a blind eye.

After all, they have a lot of silver tickets in their hands, and the officials are counting on getting some oil and water.

Xu Yourong watched in surprise as the girl got busy, she really didn't expect Bai Lu to be so thoughtful, and even the pot was ready.

After everything was ready, Jiang Zhimiao took out the fire fold from his bag again, squatted up and lit the fire.

She first poured the prepared spiritual spring water into the pot, and after the water temperature slowly rose, she poured the spiritual rice and the best peach gum produced in the space into it, and kept stirring with a spoon during the cooking process, and the peach gum and spiritual rice were also more thoroughly integrated in the girl's uninterrupted movements.

Two quarters of an hour later, a refreshing aroma hit the noses of several people, making people want to stop.

Fortunately, Jiang Zhimiao used an enchantment talisman in advance, and this talisman can form a small enchantment around the person who uses it, and the smell and sound can be locked in the enchantment.

Therefore, in the eyes of others, this is just an ordinary white porridge in a pot, and it does not arouse their desires.

Besides, they have something better than white porridge in their hands, so they won't covet this pot of white porridge.

looks like it's just an ordinary white porridge in the pot, but in fact, there is something inside.

In the process of cooking, Jiang Zhimiao made a seal with his hands, silently reciting the spiritual diet of the Yunqi Sect, every time he stirred, the spiritual rice and the best peach gum were more thoroughly integrated with the spiritual spring water, until the end of the mental operation, the white porridge had already been reborn and transformed into a spiritual diet.

Seeing that several people couldn't wait, Jiang Zhimiao hurriedly took out four pairs of chopsticks from his bag.

On the surface, it looks small, but in fact, the inner capacity is about the same as the sea bowl, this bowl is called Qiankun Bowl, which is light and easy to carry, and it will not be too conspicuous when you take it out directly.

As soon as I distributed the dishes and chopsticks to a few people, before I started eating, I heard a noise.

The officials stood in the courtyard, shouting that the meal was ready, and stood in front of the tables that had been brought in makeover, and distributed the prepared food to the people.

Although they had chariots and horses to carry food, it was inevitably inconvenient to bring fresh food, so they could only bring some food that was easy to make and not easy to rot and moisture.

Therefore, during the exile, hard cakes were an indispensable part of the three meals a day for the exiled prisoners.

Its production method is simple, mix some multigrain brown rice and black flour together, and it can be eaten when it is cooked, and it is not easy to be damp, it is hard, and the shelf life is long.

The hard cakes are still edible within three to five days, so the officials often prepare three or five days' rations in advance and wait until they are finished, which can also save a lot of trouble.

After Jiang Zhimiao heard the shouting of the servants, he gave the two dolls some to eat first, and then asked Xu Yourong to watch some and go to the queue to get the food himself.

No matter how small a fly is, it is still meat, and no matter how unpalatable it is, it will not be worse than in a prison.

The line is not long, and Jiang Zhimiao is lined up in less than a stick of incense, and the distribution standard for hard cakes is: three adult men, two half-grown children and women, and one child.

Although the quantity is okay, the cake is not big, and the share will be enough for you to eat seven or eight points.

This seven or eight points of satiety is still due to the fact that the cake is too hard, the texture is too hard, so you must chew slowly when eating, and it is precisely because the process of eating is very slow that people will secrete more saliva and chew, and they will have seven or eight points of fullness.

Otherwise, with the consumption of dozens of miles per day, this food is simply not enough to support them to go on.

Wang Wu, the official who distributed the rations, took out Jiang Zhimiao's share from the basket without squinting and put it directly in her hand.

He had an impression of this girl, she looked weak and couldn't help but walk vigorously, holding two dolls and carrying a big bag on her back, walking steadily, and not panting.

is really a good seedling to practice martial arts, but it's a pity that she is a woman and a prisoner, if it were a man, she would definitely be able to make a name for herself in the barracks.

was about to call the next one, but the girl looked at him with a calm face and wanted to take away the share of the family, which made Wang Wu also surprised.

It's no wonder that Wang Wu was surprised, but his appearance was too burly, coupled with a black face, that ordinary prisoners didn't dare to look at him at all.

Who would have thought that this girl was so bold, and looked at him without changing her face, he said that this girl was a good seedling for martial arts, bold, and stable, it was a pity, a pity.

After asking for the names and numbers as usual, I circled the corresponding places on the booklet and gave her the hard cake.

Only six or seven out of ten of the people who came to receive the bread were on the list, and they didn't care about it, and they also gave it to them, so it's no wonder that others don't come to receive it.

They have always turned a blind eye to what the prisoners have in their hands.

As long as they don't cause trouble, they won't deduct anything, after all, their task is only to escort these prisoners to the Far North, and no matter what mistakes these prisoners have committed before, they will be treated equally here.

After all, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, if they have a day to turn over in the future, then they will be the ones who will suffer.

The imperial concubine family of this dynasty is a bloody example in front of you.

The officials who had suppressed them on the way to exile were all disposed of, and not even a single corpse was left.

Now this batch is a big blood exchange, so naturally no one dares to do anything to suppress the prisoners.

In short, since that incident, the Great Kingdom has been extremely strict with the prisoners in exile, but at the same time, they will also give the prisoners a certain degree of freedom, for example, when sleeping, the shackles will be removed, and only the shackles will be worn.

Under their noses, as long as it's not too much, they won't say anything.

After Jiang Zhimiao received the hard cake, he walked straight to Xu Yourong and the others.

As soon as I sat down, I was about to put the hard cake in my bag, but I didn't expect the two dolls to see it and pestered themselves, insisting on trying something they hadn't eaten.

Children are not always curious about things they haven't tried.

Jiang Zhimiao couldn't cry or laugh when he saw this, so he had to break open two small pieces and hand them to them, and instructed that the cake was very hard and must be eaten in small bites.

Then she sat aside and ate with Xu Yourong, when she just went to get the cake, Xu Yourong didn't eat it.

She watched the two children finish eating, so she waited for Jiang Zhimiao to come back and eat together.

Before Jiang Zhimiao had eaten two bites, the two dolls cried aggrievedly.

They hugged the hard cakes, pouted, and looked at her aggrievedly, their watery eyes filled with crystal clear tears, which were very pitiful.

Seeing them like this, Jiang Zhimiao only felt that he had been hit by a heartbeat, and his whole person was cute.

Just ask, who can withstand the attack of the cute baby?

At least, Jiang Zhimiao can't do it, she can resist lightning strikes, but she can't withstand the attack of the cute baby.