After a busy day, everyone was starving.
After washing the vegetables, put them directly into the pot to stew.
"Come on, everyone, you've all worked hard today, eat more."
Li Changlong borrowed two large round tables from somewhere, and they were filled with fragrant pork stew.
The seven Shadow Guards sat at one table, while Lu Qiqi and Doctor Luo sat at another table, also consisting of seven people.
Nineteen wanted to run to find his older brother, but Lu Qiqi directed him to get glutinous rice and blood sausage. Then Li Changlong pressed him down onto a stool, and he sat at the same table with Lu Qiqi.
The dishes on both tables were exactly the same, with no difference whatsoever.
Two bowls of braised pork hock, stewed pork bones with cabbage and tofu, stir-fried pork heart and lungs, braised pork intestines, braised pork shoulder with Shaoxing wine, and mushroom and pork liver soup.
There's also a glutinous rice blood sausage made by Lu Qiqi.
The glutinous rice blood sausage, paired with her specially prepared garlic and chili sauce, and topped with hot oil, is simply irresistible.
Dr. Luo had laid out a large table of meat and dishes, but he was particularly interested in the glutinous rice blood sausage and braised large intestine.
He picked up a piece of glutinous rice blood sausage, dipped it in garlic chili sauce, and his brow twitched. It was salty, fragrant, soft, and a little sticky, completely different from the blood sausage he remembered.
The only assessment given was that it was just as good as the blood sausage he considered a delicacy!
Lu Qiqi's mind wasn't on the blood sausage; the table was full of meat. Although she received special meals in the army camp, she wasn't free every day.
When she gets busy, she has to eat flatbread all day long, and she feels like she's turning into a flatbread without any oil or grease.
Looking at the table full of meat, my mouth was practically watering.
So every time she took a bite, the food she put into the bowl was always meat.
Every chopstick is filled with meat, every bite is filled with meat.
Her little mouth was shiny with oil from eating.
By the end of the meal, Dr. Luo was already clinging to Dr. Huang's shoulder, pointing at the stars and talking about the moon.
"Why does the moon look smaller?" Doctor Huang was also quite drunk. "Did the stars steal it?"
Hearing their conversation, Lu Qiqi gestured to Li Changlong with her eyes, indicating that he should look at the wine jar in front of them.
Li Changlong picked up the wine jar and shook it gently; there was no sound of water anymore.
The entire jar of wine was consumed by the two of them!
Lu Qiqi looked at the two of them, rubbing her forehead in exasperation. Even if the alcohol content wasn't high, they shouldn't be drinking like this!
"Second brother, let's take them back to the military camp in a horse-drawn carriage."
I only have one day off; I have to be on duty tomorrow.
"Yes," Li Changlong replied, then got up to pull the carriage.
It was already curfew, and there were no pedestrians on the main streets of the border town.
However, with the Shadow Guards around, Lu Qiqi and her companions weren't afraid of being stopped by the patrol officers.
The sound of the wheels rolling stopped abruptly, and Doctor Luo and Doctor Huang were carried off the vehicle by the Shadow Guards.
Looking at the firelight in the military camp, Lu Qiqi turned to Li Changlong and said, "Second Brother, it's late. You should go back first. I'll go back next time I have a day off."
Li Changlong knew that the military camp was not a place to enter casually. His eyes were filled with worry and reluctance as he looked at Lu Qiqi. He said softly, "Okay. Second brother will make the dried meat and send it to you as soon as possible."
Lu Qiqi, thinking of the snacks she hadn't had in a long time, immediately said, "Second Brother, when you make jerky, go to the market and buy some honey. Brush a layer on it before baking, and it will taste even better."
"good."
On the way to the military camp, they encountered soldiers patrolling the curfew. An Yi had already spoken to them and asked them to let Li Changlong pass when he returned.
As the carriage drove further and further away, Lu Qiqi glanced at the food box in Shijiu's hand, which was food prepared for Song Yanqing.
Thinking about how Doctor Luo and Doctor Huang got drunk today, even if Imperial Physician Ren didn't pursue the matter, the centurion guarding the military camp would definitely report it to his superiors. It would be better for her to take the food box and feed it to Song Yanqing, hoping that he would let it go for the sake of the food.
Having made up her mind, Lu Qiqi bid farewell to Ren Yuan and headed straight for Song Yanqing's tent with Shijiu.
What she didn't know was that the Shadow Guards knocked out Doctor Luo and Doctor Huang, preventing them from talking nonsense, and after passing through the guards' inspection, they went straight to the wounded soldiers' camp.
The two soon arrived at the main tent. Nineteen, carrying a food box, saw An Jiu standing outside the tent and took a few steps forward, whispering, "Ninth Brother, is the young master in the main tent?"
An Jiu saw Nineteen and Lu Qiqi behind him and said, "In the main tent."
He then bowed to Lu Qiqi. Although he held an official position, the Crown Prince treated her differently. He had heard from An Yi that she was the future Crown Prince's wife, so he dared not be disrespectful.
After nodding in return, Lu Qiqi said, "Please inform them."
A moment later, An Jiu returned, saying, "The young master requests your presence."
Just as Lu Qiqi was about to call for Nineteen to come into the tent, she saw the food box being handed to her, and when she looked up, she saw Nineteen blinking his big eyes.
What? Trying to be cute?
She then thought that it would be better for her to go in alone, and she could also ask him about the supply of medicine for his injuries.
After taking the food box, An Jiu turned around and helped her lift the curtain. Stepping into the tent, she saw Song Yanqing bent over writing something.
Upon hearing the noise, Song Yanqing put down his pen and quietly closed the folded document.
Seeing Lu Qiqi standing dumbly under the tent flap, he chuckled and said, "Didn't you say you were bringing me food? Why are you just standing there like an idiot?"
As Lu Qiqi walked, she said, "I was afraid you were doing something important and I might disturb you."
She placed the food box on the low table, and then took out the nineteen dishes one by one.
There were only three dishes: braised pork knuckle, braised pork shoulder in Shaoxing wine, and a plate of glutinous rice blood sausage.
Lu Qiqi even suspected that Nineteen had packed all the glutinous rice and blood sausages from An Yi's table for Song Yanqing.
It's early August now, the daytime sun is at its most scorching, and the heat is just as intense at night.
Therefore, the dishes stored in the food containers were still steaming hot.
"I promised to bring you something delicious, and I kept my word," Lu Qiqi said, arranging the dishes before beckoning to Song Yanqing. "Try it while it's hot."
Song Yanqing got up and walked over. Before she even got close to the table, she could smell the rich aroma.
In an instant, he felt as if he had wasted his dinner that day, and he could eat another big bowl of rice right now.
As soon as Song Yanqing sat down, Lu Qiqi handed him chopsticks.
So, under her watchful gaze, Song Yanqing ate the food in his bowl, one bite after another.
By the end of the meal, he looked at the braised pork knuckle in his bowl and really didn't want to pick up his chopsticks anymore.
Unexpectedly, this prompted Lu Qiqi to ask a probing question: "Don't you like glutinous rice blood sausage? It's soft, chewy, and quite delicious."
Song Yanqing had always thought that the braised pork knuckle was Lu Qiqi's cooking, but he never expected that it was actually sliced into thin pieces, looked dark, and contained something unknown inside.
Song Yanqing, “…”
If I had known, he wouldn't have eaten so much pork knuckle; it made him feel sick and nauseous!
I probably won't want to eat anything greasy for the next two weeks!
Seeing Lu Qiqi's expectant look, Song Yanqing suppressed his nausea and picked up a piece of glutinous rice sausage and put it in his mouth.
He had never eaten anything like this before. It didn't look appealing, but it tasted delicious, just as Lu Qiqi had described—soft and chewy.
Meeting Lu Qiqi's expectant eyes, she said, "It tastes very good."
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