She went up to them and asked, "What are you moving?"
Wei Yao had specifically instructed them that A Qing was the person who took care of the general, and she had come before, so when they saw her, they knew she was there to do something for the general.
"It's Aqing. These are some grains and fruits."
Zheng Quchi's eyes widened upon hearing this: "Where did all these come from?"
"The general brought it back."
"So much, are we moving it all here? How much can the general eat? The entire battalion is almost out of rations, I think..."
"No, this is just the general's personal rations. The rations for the other soldiers have all been moved to the kitchen. Don't worry, Aqing, we won't be short of food anytime soon," the cook said with a happy grin.
Zheng Quchi: "...This surprise came a bit suddenly, let me sort this out first."
"Aqing, what are you doing here?"
Wei Yao, who was in charge of escorting the grain, heard the noise and came over to greet them.
Zheng Quchi knew he must know the details: "Brother Wei, where did you get so much grain?"
If a camp of tens of thousands of people could be fed without worry for a period of time, that must be a considerable amount of grain.
Wei Yao's fox-like eyes narrowed with a smile as she countered, "What do you think?"
Zheng Quchi immediately thought of their departure from the camp to Jizhou.
"Could it be Jizhou? Then... then no, it's not about begging for grain, it's not about buying it, that's impossible. Was the process of borrowing grain very dangerous? And how did General Yuwen get so badly injured?"
Hearing her struggle with her choice of words, Wei Yao chuckled. Then, when she asked about the general's injury, his eye twitched slightly, but he quickly concealed it to avoid giving anything away.
He sighed and said, "Yes, after all, those wealthy and powerful people in Jizhou are unwilling to support our poor army. If the general hadn't appealed to their emotions and reasoned with them, they wouldn't have agreed."
No, listen to what you're saying. Does anyone believe you?
If Yuwen Sheng were truly so reasonable, others wouldn't have hated him so much that they would have cut him so many times.
He wasn't telling her the truth, so she guessed there must be something fishy going on, and she stopped asking.
She asked with wide eyes, "Now that there's plenty of food, what are we having for dinner today? You wouldn't believe it, I've been eating wild vegetable porridge for days, and my mouth tastes like grass."
Wei Yao reached out and patted her head: "Your brother Wei will take you out for a nice meal later."
Okay.
The two agreed on a mealtime, and Zheng Quchi went to cook porridge for Yuwen Sheng.
She likes to cook porridge that's very thick, adding a little salt, some lard, and sprinkling on some chopped green onions. It was her first time making it, and she didn't know if Yuwen Sheng would like it, but she made it according to her own taste.
After she finished cooking, she first served Yuwen Sheng's portion, and kept the rest for herself for breakfast.
She didn't plan to return to the main camp, but instead asked someone else to deliver it to Yuwen Sheng, as she had other matters to attend to.
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Now that Yuwen Sheng has returned, which department in Changxun Camp is most on edge?
That would definitely be the artisan group.
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