Chapter 252 General Chen, how about we discuss a deal?
Sang Zhixia is open about his wariness of others and says it directly.
Chen Nianhe's face rarely showed an indescribable expression. He stared at Sang Zhixia for a long while and said delicately, "Now that you say that, aren't you afraid that I'll get angry and hold a grudge against you?"
Sang Zhixia's eyes showed more hesitation, and she asked tentatively, "General, have you forgotten your grudge against Xu Yu now?"
"Have you let go of everything?"
"Don't even think about it!"
Chen Nianhe slammed the table without thinking: "I won't let that kid off!"
Sang Zhixia instantly calmed down, shrugged and said, "Isn't that the end of it?"
Whether to say it or not, the blood feud over one leg is there. Instead of waiting until Chen Nianhe comes to his senses and creates more suspicions, it is better to speak out openly now.
Anyway, if she guessed correctly, Chen Nianhe would definitely not be willing to cause too much trouble with the Xu family for the time being.
Hong Bei’s miserable situation was right before his eyes, and Chen Nianhe couldn’t just sit there and watch himself sink into the quagmire.
At least until the crisis in the northwest is resolved, Chen Nianhe will definitely cooperate.
Hit the snake at its most vulnerable part.
Pinch someone's vital points.
In a sense, Sang Zhixia has directly grasped Chen Nianhe's lifeline, so it doesn't matter if he is bolder at this time.
Chen Nianhe pretended to be annoyed and sneered, "You little girl."
"Do you really think that I can't do anything to you while the old man is here?"
Sang Zhixia said with a smile, "I can't imagine being so carefree, but General, you've been talking for a while, and it's almost time for dinner. Why don't you stay and have your meal first?"
Without waiting for Chen Nianhe to refuse, Sang Zhixia said, "Knowing that the General was coming today, I specially had someone catch some fat chickens and geese from the farm early this morning and stew them. I think they're almost cooked now. Would the General please do me the honor of moving over and having dinner first?"
This step was not smooth, but at a time when food was scarce, it was a rare favor to be willing to take out the food in your mouth and put it on the table.
Chen Nianhe snorted in an ambiguous tone and said quietly, "I heard they trapped quite a few wild boars. Are you reluctant to show them to me?"
Sang Zhixia sighed helplessly, "Wild boar meat is tough, what's the point of eating it on the table?"
"The chickens and geese we're cooking today have been carefully raised on the farm and are guaranteed to be to your liking."
As if she had thought of something, Sang Zhixia smiled and added, "General, if you're not in a hurry to go back today, why don't you stay in the village for a night and try the fine wine from the Xu family's winery?"
Chennianhe is a good wine.
It’s a pity that there are not many opportunities to drink in the army. Later, as the food and grass in the army became increasingly scarce, there was no chance to satisfy my craving.
We can’t even eat, where will we get the food to make wine?
Sang Zhixia's few calm and gentle words calmed Chen Nianhe's anger, and while talking he went to the dining room in the outer hall and sat down.
There was nothing fancy on the table.
The stewed chicken was served directly on the table in a basin, and the big goose was stewed with winter fish caught from the river, and some soft potatoes and dried beans were added.
There aren’t many things to choose from, but the portions are generous.
Sang Zhixia was not vague either. She brought a large bowl of steamed rice to the table, placed the bowls and chopsticks on the table, broke the mud seal on the wine jar, and poured out the wine that had been stored in the wine cellar for half a year.
The aroma of wine is refreshing, and the wine is clear and sweet.
Chen Nianhe took a sip and let out a breath without leaving any trace. He was thinking about how to control Sang Zhixia's tail. He frowned and said, "Food is scarce everywhere. Do you have any surplus grain to make wine?"
"Little girl, are you playing tricks on me and hiding some extra food?"
Sang Zhixia was really angry and laughed.
"I won't say that, General."
"I've opened the granary under the threshing ground and asked Military Advisor Wu to come and take the granary. Apart from what's left on the surface, what else do I have?"
But it’s not there now, but it may be there in the future.
Chen Nianhe came here and there was a second thing he didn't say, and Sang Zhixia could guess it in her mind.
But since this person was not in a hurry to speak, she was not in a hurry either.
Although the Xu family no longer has as many rules as before, when a male guest like Chen Nianhe arrived, Xu Wenxiu and her two aunts still took the children to eat alone in the west yard and did not show up at all.
After eating and drinking, Chen Nianhe played with the teacup in his hand silently, and Sang Zhixia sat beside him to accompany him, not showing any impatience at all.
The tea in the cup heated up and then gradually cooled down. Sang Zhixia's face showed no sign of impatience and was very calm.
Chen Nianhe smiled with mixed feelings, raised his head and drank the cold tea in his cup in one gulp. He stood up and said, "I heard you built a farm that can produce a lot of food a year. I happen to be here today. Can you take me to see it?"
Sang Zhixia didn't agree directly. Instead, she said, "General Chen, it's icy and snowy outside. The land on the farm that can produce crops is frozen solid. Now that we can clear the snow, we can't see anything else."
"What you can't see now, you will be able to see next year."
Chen Nianhe glanced at her sideways and said with a smile, "If this general doesn't starve to death this winter, then he will live until the beginning of next spring. There's plenty of time to see what happens."
There were three hints of wit in the words, and Sang Zhixia stood up with a smile and led the way.
The old man used the excuse that it was windy and snowy outside and that he was too old to bear it, so he didn't come out with them. The meaning of this action was very clear.
No matter what Chen Nianhe is going to say next, he can tell Sang Zhixia directly.
The farm was indeed as Sang Zhixia said, without any rare colors. It was a vast expanse of white, and in the dim light it was impossible to tell the boundary between the snow and the sky.
Chen Nianhe bent down and grabbed a handful of muddy snow, rubbing it with his fingertips and saying quietly, "I heard that there was a riot in the village a few days ago when thieves looted the granary. Did you keep all those people here?"
Sang Zhixia shook her head: "Not all of them stayed."
"Weren't all those bandits who came here dragged into the city and killed? The only ones left in the village are local people."
If these people survive this winter, they will be a great help to the farm in the spring.
After experiencing this bad thing this year, Sang Zhixia finally figured it out in her mind that she needed to cultivate more food on this wasteland, the more the better.
When the scale of the farm is infinitely expanded in the vast wasteland of the northwest, and when the rice jars of every household are filled with grain in autumn, that will be the place where all she has learned for many years can be put to use, and it will be considered that her life has not been wasted.
It’s just that a big tree attracts the wind.
Back then, the Xu family was feared and plotted against in Kyoto. Sang Zhixia didn't want to go through the same twists and turns again.
So from a certain perspective, some of her and Chen Nianhe's unspoken ideas actually coincided.
Chen Nianhe suffered such a big setback this year that he will definitely try to take control of the food and grass issue into his own hands.
He needed large quantities of food, preferably very close to the northwest camp, so that Chen Nianhe could have an idea of the amount.
As Sang Zhixia gradually expands his farm, he needs a strong backer.
Otherwise, if you make others jealous and jealous, it may not be beneficial to try to trip you up in secret.
Chen Nianhe is in charge of a large number of troops, which makes him very suitable.
Sang Zhixia smiled and gathered the corner of her cloak that had been blown open by the wind. She squinted her eyes at the snow-white ground before her and said softly, "General Chen, how about we discuss a deal?"
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