(Thanks to the red envelopes such as 'flower' pepper like taro and earoo, I see the girls rewarding, I'm embarrassed to only change one chapter, ashamed of my face)

He Saburo was deaf and clear-sighted, although Chu Lian's words were very small, they still fell in his ears, and his thick eyebrows frowned slightly, obviously extremely dissatisfied with Chu Lian's words. For more up-to-date chapters, visit: ШЩЩ.(7)(9)XS.сОМ.

"Chu Lian, what did you say?"

Chu Lian covered his mouth and laughed embarrassedly twice, propped himself up slightly and sat away from He Sanlang, and hurriedly said, "It's nothing." ”

Chu Lian didn't dare to provoke him, He Saburo was in great danger now, Chu Lian was a person who knew the times.

He Changdi was relieved to see that this page had finally been revealed, he stood up and walked to the side of the small one in two steps, as if inadvertently touching it, and the pamphlet with the blue 'color' cover fell into the brazier placed aside, and was instantly engulfed by the tongue of fire in the brazier.

Chu Lian rolled his eyes, as long as he was not blind, he could see that He Saburo's action just now was deliberate.

He Changdi leaned over slightly, and said in a flat voice: "If you accidentally touch it, forget it, burn it." ”

He Saburo didn't care, as soon as he saw this blue 'color' booklet, he couldn't wait to tear it to pieces, the person who should cry was Xiao Hong's 'jade'.

The only one he had left was burned by the fire, which was really a 'get' person!

Wen Qing, who was standing outside the tent, glanced at each other stealthily, and made sure that there was no abnormal sound coming out of it, so he spoke.

"The third young master, the three 'milk' and 'milk', the slaves and maids brought food. ”

Chu Lian combed the broken hair on his cheeks, and opened his mouth to let Wen Qing and Lan in.

Wen Qing moved the small table in front of the two, Wen Lan took out the food in the food box and put it on the small table, and Wen Qing explained while placing the dishes and chopsticks for the little couple and the couple, "Captain Guo sent someone to say that there is something wrong, I'm afraid that I can't accompany the three 'milks' and 'milk' to eat, let the slave inform you, and Xiao will go to Guo Xiaowei." ”

Chu Lian bowed her head, the corners of her mouth curled slightly, it seems that the officers of the Right Wing Army really know each other, but I'm afraid it's to make room for her and He Changdi!

Chu Lian no longer 'messed up' about it, she fell her eyes on the small table in front of her, and when she saw the simple meals on it, she was surprised: "You usually eat this?"

Although He Saburo does not have a high position in the army, he is also a captain who commands hundreds of 'elite' elites, and the food should not be so bad.

He Changdi sat aside and glanced at her, then nodded.

What He Saburo didn't say was that I was afraid that it was because he saw Chu Lian coming today, and Captain Guo specially ordered the dishes to be added by the head soldiers.

Chu Lian looked at the pot helmet in front of him, which was no different from the brick, and didn't know what material was used to stew it black, like a piece of paste, probably the most visible was the pickled 'meat' boiled in the middle.

Although the bowl was still steaming, Chu Lian really didn't have any appetite when he smelled the smell.

He Changdi saw that her brows were furrowed, and he didn't rush to move, he asked, "Don't have an appetite?"

Thinking about it immediately, it became clear, the ones that Chu Lian ate on weekdays could be called supreme delicacy for the men in the northern army, and where could she eat this kind of military ration if she was allowed to eat it.

Wen Qing and Lan also pinched a sweat for their 'female' master next to him, not to mention the three 'milk' and 'milk', even if they saw this meal, they couldn't eat it!

He Sanlang paused and asked the questioner next to him, "You go and make some food for the three 'milks' and 'milk'." ”

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Chu Lian opposite, "If you're hungry, drink a glass of honey first." He knew that Chu Lian had the habit of drinking honey.

Chu Lian really didn't want to eat the food of the border army, but the food placed on the small table in front of him looked like it was for two people, and the border army was already in short supply, so I am afraid it would not be good to 'waste' food.

She pointed to the plate in front of her with her slender fingertips.

"And what about these?"

He Saburo glanced at the coarse porcelain bowl placed in front of her, reached out and brought her bowl in front of him, and said in a low voice, "I'll eat, you wait to ask Qing Wenlan to cook." ”

After speaking, He Changdi picked up the pot of paste made of something I don't know what it was and drank it in a big gulp.

Chu Lian saw that he put aside the easy-to-store pot helmet and pickled 'meat', and only put two bowls with mushy in front of him, he had already expected his plan. In order not to 'waste' food, He Saburo planned to drink two bowls of unappetizing paste for this meal.

Chu Lian suddenly felt a wall in his heart, and he felt a little distressed about He Changdi.

She suddenly stopped Wen Qing, who was about to go out to find a place to cook.

Q Qing Wen Lan looked at Chu Lian strangely, "What else do you have to tell the three 'milk' and 'milk'?"

Chu Lian shook his head, "Don't bother, I'll eat these." ”

It's not that she really can't eat any bitterness, it's not so delicate, since tens of thousands of people in the border army eat these, even He Changdi eats this, what can't she eat.

Asking Qing Wenlan's eyes widened, he couldn't believe that the three 'milks' and 'milk' who didn't eat non-food on weekdays would actually eat such food that he knew had a very poor appetite at a glance. But since it was ordered by their master, they would not disobey, and the two responded and retreated to the entrance of the camp tent, not disturbing the relationship between the young husband and wife.

He Changdi obviously didn't expect Chu Lian to really eat these foods.

He was stunned for a second, thinking that Chu Lian was interested in seeing how fast he ate, and he kindly reminded, "Chu Lian, don't look at me eating so fast, in fact, the taste is not good, and it is far from the food you made." ”

Chu Lian glanced at him and pointed to his bowl in front of him, "Hand it to me." ”

He Saburo couldn't, knowing that he couldn't persuade her at this time, he thought about it, poured most of the paste in her bowl into his own bowl, and then asked Wen Qing to pour a bowl of boiling water.

He put the bowl in front of Chu Lian, his voice was flat, as if what he said was inadvertent, but if he was a little integrated, he could feel his concern in the words.

"The bean paste tastes bad, I guess you can't get used to it, just taste some, the pot helmet is too hard, tear it open and soak it in hot water before eating, and you can eat some pickled 'meat'. ”

Chu Lian nodded, took the bowl, glanced at the black bowl, swallowed her saliva, and then took out a spoonful of bean paste with a soup spoon and put it in her mouth, and suddenly the strange taste filled her mouth, she almost spit out the paste that had just been wrapped in her mouth, and finally forced herself to swallow it, and as soon as she swallowed it, she quickly drank a large mouthful of warm water to dilute the taste in her mouth.

Chu Lian was really shocked by the taste, he didn't know how to make this strange bean paste, and the taste was about to catch up with the dark cuisine of "canned herring".

Even if Chu Lian was mentally prepared, when she saw the small half bowl of bean paste in front of her, she didn't want to eat a second bite.

He Sanlang Wannian had a cold face, the corners of his eyes rose slightly imperceptibly, and in the end, he still brought Chu Lian's bowl over again, and pushed the already soaked pot helmet in front of Chu Lian, "You eat this!"

He pulled out a 'fine' dagger from his waist, and skillfully cut a few small pieces of salty 'meat' for Chu Lian and put them on her plate.

"If you don't feel like it's tasty, just take a bite of salty meat. ”

Chu Lian tasted a mouthful of the pot helmet soaked in boiling water, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, the taste is normal, although the taste is not good, but compared with the bean paste, it can be regarded as delicious.

Chu Lian took a small bite while looking at He Changdi from time to time, only to see him finish the two bowls of bean paste with an expressionless face, cut a small piece of salty 'meat' and chew it in his mouth, and put down his chopsticks. q