After exchanging food, Lu Qiqi looked at the flatbread and white porridge, but her thoughts were not on them at all. She was still thinking about the fresh mushroom and chicken soup in her space.

So she carried the tray into the space, with Wangcai following closely behind.

The chicken soup was delicious, but the flatbread and congee shouldn't be wasted either.

After finishing a bowl of plain porridge, I kept two flatbreads to preserve their freshness for tomorrow.

Wangcai is, in the end, a wolf. When he was fleeing famine, conditions were limited, and he couldn't have fresh meat to eat every day.

After settling down in the veterans' village, Wangcai would go to the back mountain to hunt and have a treat when he was feeling peckish.

Lu Qiqi didn't really intend to raise Wangcai like a dog; he still needed to practice his life skills consistently.

She instructed, "Wangcai, go catch two gray rabbits and share them with Xiaoye."

As if it understood the command, Wangcai nuzzled Lu Qiqi a few times with its round head before darting away like an arrow.

Watching Wangcai disappear, Lu Qiqi finished a chicken leg and let out a satisfied sigh.

After quickly clearing the table, she couldn't help but sigh when she thought about Xiao Ye's current appetite.

Previously, in the old forest, Xiao Ye would hunt whenever he had time to store up food for himself.

Even if you have a lot of food stored up, it will eventually run out. She just checked Xiao Ye's food storage and it was already more than half full.

The border town is all plains, and even if it connects to the Yanlian Mountain range, it is still dozens of miles away. Apart from the space that can accommodate Xiao Ye, there is really no other place to go.

What to do?

She regretted bringing Xiao Ye along; the little guy ate way too much.

At that moment, Xiao Ye was happily devouring the gray rabbit meat, completely unaware of Lu Qiqi's sorrow.

Now, it chases Wangcai around in the space during the day, and at night it comes out of the space and sleeps soundly in the tent.

Although its previous routine was completely reversed, it didn't affect its appetite at all after it adapted.

Like right now, woof~

A tiger devours!

...

At that time, in the main tent of Ximen Camp, there were three people: one sitting, one standing, and one bowing to report.

"News has come from Yunbian Winery that today, the Township Head of Kangle and Physician Ren went to discuss cooperation, wanting to produce something called alcohol."

It is said that this substance can disinfect and sterilize, and is also better for treating the soldiers' external injuries.

Upon hearing the words "Kang Le Township Master," An immediately turned his gaze to Song Yanqing.

Seeing that Song Yanqing's expression remained unchanged, he raised his voice and asked, "What else did you say?"

The messenger repeated what the steward had instructed: "The head of Kang Le Township is offering to contribute her technical expertise as a share of the profits; she will provide the technical skills to teach the workers how to make the products."

From now on, she wants 30% of the net profit from alcohol production and demands access to the alcohol profit and loss ledger.

Upon hearing "ledger," Song Yanqing finally spoke, "Are you sure it's just an alcohol profit and loss ledger?"

The messenger pondered his words, making sure he had relayed them correctly, and nodded vigorously, "Yes."

Song Yanqing never expected that her hurried return to the camp was for this matter.

If alcohol can play a significant role, the amount of medicinal herbs used may need to be reduced.

The amount of medicinal herbs needed for the army was simply too large. The traditional method for finding these herbs was for doctors to go up the mountain to collect them.

In the past two years, the Jin Dynasty has suffered from floods in the south and droughts in the north, resulting in a complete crop failure in many places. The court has provided relief to the disaster victims and proposed tax exemptions for certain areas in order to appease the people.

The common people were struggling to feed themselves, so it was impossible for them to cultivate medicinal herbs.

Thinking of this, Song Yanqing said calmly, "We will do as the Princess of Kang Le has requested, based on her two conditions."

Tell the head steward that this matter has been approved.

He was told to stop what he was doing and fully cooperate with the township head in producing 'alcohol'.

"yes."

The man stepped back and bowed slightly, saying, "Your Highness, all our plans have been thwarted by the Tatars."

Those who returned with the news were all seriously wounded. According to the report from the 12th, our guess was correct; in the army...

An Yi didn't finish his sentence, but both of them understood the situation they were about to face.

A year ago, when the city gates were about to fall, General Feng disappeared without a trace. Since the Crown Prince took over, he has eliminated many of the enemy's spies within the city.

At the same time, the military's patrol and garrison deployment were strengthened, and the patrol system left by General Feng was greatly modified.

Even so, the Tatars were still able to launch a war of attrition without knowing about the patrols.

When General Wu was seriously injured, the enemy's scheme almost succeeded.

An Yi would never believe that something like this could be linked to coincidence.

A clear, melodious voice suddenly echoed in Song Yanqing's mind: 'We're too passive.'

Just as Lu Qiqi said, they are now completely led by the nose by the enemy, and their every word and action may be under the enemy's control.

The feeling of our army being in the open while the enemy army is in the dark is truly chilling.

You never know when you might be stabbed in the back by a former comrade.

However, precisely because of this, they cannot reveal the existence of spies among the soldiers. If this causes the soldiers to speculate among themselves, creating panic and disorder, it will be the time for them to suffer a great defeat.

Song Yanqing said in a barely perceptible breath, "Let's hold back for now and let the scouts who are gathering information outside come back first."

Since keeping a close watch on everything happening outside is useless, we might as well loosen our guard and disrupt the enemy's line of sight.

An Yi bowed and accepted the order, "Yes."

......

The next day, Ren Yuan went to Lu Qiqi's tent early in the morning and wandered around for several times, but no one came out.

It was only after Shijiu reminded me that I learned she had eaten breakfast early in the morning before going to the wounded soldiers' camp.

Upon hearing the news, Ren Yuan cursed himself for being so foolish as to not have asked the guards, thus wasting a lot of time.

Without a second thought, Ren Yuan took off running towards the wounded soldiers' camp.

At that moment, Lu Qiqi was taking out dried meat to satisfy Doctor Luo's craving.

The army used alcohol to treat soldiers' illnesses and disinfect them, and with the strong support of large distilleries, they had no shortage of alcohol.

Dr. Luo took the dried meat and poured himself a bowl of wine.

Seeing this, Lu Qiqi quickly snatched it away, her little face serious and solemn, and said, "Your hands will shake when you sew after drinking. Dr. Luo has been practicing needlework for many years, so I don't need to show off my skills!"

That may sound harsh, but it's the truth.

Fearing that Lu Qiqi would take the dried meat back, Doctor Luo quickly clutched the cloth bag in his own hand.

"I've only been tempted by wine; I understand that much."

Doctor Luo usually enjoys a drink, which Lu Qiqi already knew in Tianxin Village. However, he never drinks excessively, so he never caused any trouble.

Nowadays, in the military, one can smell the aroma of alcohol every day. Regardless of how good the alcohol is, for drinking enthusiasts, it's like having a plate of fat chicken in front of them, but being unable to eat it.

Having figured this out, Lu Qiqi said irritably, "Just have a couple of drinks with Doctor Huang and the others tonight, otherwise I won't prepare any more dried meat for you."

Upon hearing this, Doctor Luo's smile deepened, and he readily agreed to Lu Qiqi's request, promising that it would not affect his treatment of the wounded soldiers.

Ren Yuan heard Doctor Luo's voice as he stood outside the tent. He lifted the tent flap and, sure enough, saw Lu Qiqi inside.

He stopped, panting heavily, and said, "Lord, news has come from Yunbian Winery."