When Lin Yinan opened her eyes, she had become a fifteen-year-old girl in ancient times. Before she could even react, she encountered a barbarian invasion and a massacre.
Her mother was strug...
Fifteen minutes later, Lin Yinan looked at the dozens of bamboo shoots that had been cut down and quickly called out to the Qianxia sisters who were still chopping with all their might.
"Stop cutting, we won't be able to get it back even if you keep cutting it."
Qianxia cut a few vines and brought them over. "I'll tie the vines up and carry them back."
"Let's peel off the shell first, that will make things easier."
So the three of them began to peel the bamboo shoots, removing the tough parts and leaving the tender ones.
Finally, the peeled bamboo shoots were strung together in a large bundle and carried back to the military camp by the Chika sisters.
The bamboo shoots were carried into the kitchen, and the head chef came over and frowned repeatedly.
"Lord of the city, these bamboo shoots don't taste good. No matter how I cook them, they always taste bitter."
Lin Yinan put the bamboo shoots into a large wooden basin to wash them, and smiled when she heard this.
"You must be cooking it wrong. Watch how we do it, and then you can try it."
"Okay, sure." The cook agreed and rolled up his sleeves to help.
Cut the cleaned bamboo shoots into thin slices, then put them into a large pot and boil them in water. After a short while, take them out and soak them in clean water.
Lin Yinan asked the cook to bring a piece of salt-cured meat, slice it, and fry it in a pot to render the oil. Then, he added drained bamboo shoots and stir-fried them. He added salt and water and simmered the bamboo shoots for 15 minutes to allow them to absorb the flavor and the oil from the meat.
Before long, the kitchen was filled with a delicious aroma, and the cooks' mouths were watering.
As soon as the dish was ready, Lin Yinan handed a pair of chopsticks to the chef, saying, "Master, would you like to try it?"
The cook picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth. His eyes lit up immediately, and he slowly began to chew.
"It tastes so fresh!"
"From now on, you should follow our method: blanch the vegetables before cooking, let them simmer for a while after the water boils, and then rinse them. That way, they won't have a bitter taste."
Under Lin Yinan's guidance, Qianxia made three dishes using bamboo shoots as the main ingredient: braised bamboo shoots with pork, braised bamboo shoots in oil, and a dish of diced bamboo shoots with fermented black beans and minced pork.
At lunchtime, thanks to the cook's enthusiastic promotion, the soldiers recuperating in the camp learned that their city lord had prepared the meal, and they were all extremely excited.
They never imagined that in their lifetime, they would be able to eat a meal personally prepared for them by the city lord.
Qianxia and Qianwu delivered food to Yun Shiyi and the others who were on duty outside the camp.
"Go back and thank Madam for me!"
Yun Shiyi walked into the makeshift tent and took off his straw hat and black face mask.
On his handsome face was an ugly scar running from his right cheekbone to his left jaw.
Qianwu gasped, quickly hiding behind Qianxia and whispering, "Sister, his face..."
Chinatsu patted her hand to comfort her.
She wasn't afraid of Yun Shiyi's face, which wasn't the first time she had seen it.
She said calmly, "I will certainly convey your gratitude."
"Thank you very much!"
Yun Shiyi, who was not good at expressing herself, nodded slightly, picked up her bowl, and casually sat on a tree stump to eat heartily.
Qianxia stared at the disfigured face for a while, until Yun Shiyi seemed to realize something, and she hurriedly shifted her gaze to the outside of the tent.
As evening approached, Yun Er brought Su Kaifa up.
It was getting late, so Lin Yinan told them to go and rest, and that they would go down the mountain to Dongwang Village the next day.
The next morning, led by Zhou Yong, Lin Yinan and Su Kaifa went down the mountain to Dongwang Village.
The rain was still falling; it wasn't a downpour, but it was still quite heavy.
Lin Yinan looked at the marks she had made yesterday. The rain had lessened, and the floodwaters had neither risen nor receded.
"It was like this when I came yesterday, and the water level is still here."
Su Kaifa walked around the area and then looked up at the mountains behind Dongwang Village.
"I'd like to take a walk around here."
Lin Yinan knew he wanted to conduct an on-site investigation. "Okay! I'll send a few people with you. Some puddles are quite deep, so it'll be good to have more people to help you."
"Well, Lord City Lord is very thoughtful."
Su Kaifa bowed respectfully, then left with Yun Erdian's men.
He was going to survey the surrounding terrain. Lin Yinan knew he wouldn't be back anytime soon, so she took the Qianxia sisters back to the military camp.
After the cooks in the kitchen tasted such delicious bamboo shoots, they took people to cut bamboo shoots yesterday afternoon.
Hearing from Dr. Lin that the people in Dongwang Village who had caught a cold were gradually getting better, Lin Yinan did not go down any further.
Su Kaifa and his team were gone for a whole day, and didn't return until it got dark.
After returning home and quickly washing up, he asked Yun Er for paper and pen and locked himself in his room to draw pictures all night.
Lin Yinan was woken up early by him and saw the dark circles under his eyes and the bloodshot veins in his eyes, realizing that he hadn't slept all night.
"Mr. Su, why don't you go and rest for a while?"
She never expected that this person would be such a workaholic.
Su Kaifa waved the map in his hand, his spirits unusually high.
"No need, Lord City Lord, I have already thought of a way."
He opened the map in his hand and said, "If we dig an irrigation canal in these places and a reservoir here, the flooding problem in Dongwang Village will be completely solved!"
Lin Yinan looked at the picture, which was full of circles and crosses, and her forehead was covered in black lines. She couldn't tell which part was which at all.
Have you had breakfast?
Su Kaifa, who was in the middle of a lively conversation, was puzzled as to why she asked that question. He shook his head and said, "I haven't had time to eat yet."
"Go have breakfast first, and we'll have a meeting with the villagers of Dongwang Village later."
After all, implementing these projects requires the joint efforts of the villagers.
"What? You want to dig an irrigation ditch?"
The villagers were somewhat surprised after hearing Su Kaifa's opinion.
"Is it too late to dig an irrigation ditch now?" the village chief asked cautiously.
Su Kaifa confidently declared, "Absolutely enough time!"
“Spring plowing is just around the corner! Why are we digging those damn irrigation ditches?” A villager immediately jumped out to object.
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