It's unrealistic to distribute over ten kilograms of fish among all the people in the sanctuary.
Only the dozen or so people who helped the Song family farm in the morning and the soldiers who returned from guarding the gate in the morning could have a taste.
The junior officers and the head officers set up a small table and sat down in a small room to eat.
These people had drunk strong liquor and were more tolerant of spicy food than Xiao An, but they were also feeling unwell at this moment.
Xiao Zongqi, who claimed to like strong flavors and even asked Song Liyun to add more chili, raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his forehead and complained, "Oh my god, if I didn't know this flavor was called 'numbing and spicy,' I would have thought it was poisoned."
After saying that, he picked up the cold water next to him and gulped down a big mouthful. Once his mouth had recovered, he took another bite.
My mouth can't stand it, but I really want to eat it!
Song Liyun had told the soldiers carrying the food buckets that the food was spicy and that if they couldn't stand it, they could drink some plain water.
Zhou Xiaoqi opened his mouth and blew out a breath, only to feel his wooden mouth twitching.
After a moment of stunned silence, he carefully picked up a piece of fish meat from his plate and put it in his mouth, wiping the soup with a piece of bread before eating it.
The cafeteria was already filled with groans and cries.
"What is this? What is this? It's so spicy and numbing, who can stand it?" one person complained, fanning his mouth exaggeratedly with his hand, and then taking a big bite of the multigrain pancake.
"If you won't eat it, I will!"
Wang Qi, who was next to him, quickly snatched his plate and poured the piece of fish and a spoonful of acorn tofu into his own bowl.
He was on the wall of Suijin Pass that morning, unaware that the Song family had turned over the land.
When they found out that the boiled fish was made by Song Liyun, they couldn't stop eating it.
"Damn it! I can't even stop talking, you're still taking it!" Seeing his food being snatched away, the man jumped up in frustration, biting into his pancake. "This fish soup is spicy, but it's delicious!"
"Hey! Why doesn't the Song family open a restaurant? Now that we're rich, we can patronize their business more often and have a different meal anytime," sighed a soldier who had eaten their pork intestines before.
Last time, Wang Qi begged the Song family to cook the dishes. Later, they found some pork intestines and wanted Song Liyun to cook them for them.
But Wang Qi refused to ask for favors again, saying it was unreasonable to keep bothering people.
They could only be handed over to the garrison's main kitchen, where the cooks would prepare it as braised pork intestines, which resulted in a group of people vomiting.
The cook was scolded by Luo Baihu, who had come excitedly to try the new food, until he was red in the face. He steamed buns and stewed vegetables every day and dared not make any strange things anymore.
"Forget it! Running a restaurant, don't you know how much oil it uses? Would you charge 100 coins for a serving of fish? Eat first, we'll talk about the rest later."
In the small room, General Xiao wiped his sweat, put down his chopsticks, and said to Zhou Xiaoqi, "Oh! What a pity, we'll have to wait for the right opportunity to have this meal. Keep an eye on things in the future, and when the Song family needs to hoe and water their fields, send these rascals to help."
He didn't say anything about letting Song Liyun open a restaurant.
With the fur trade of the garrison, people don't need to work in the smoke and fire to earn money serving others.
Zhou Xiaoqi chuckled: "Don't worry, Commander, I'll have the brothers on the outposts keep an eye on things. I guarantee not even a sparrow will dare to land on the Song family's land."
Commander Xiao snorted, glancing at the soldiers eating in the mess hall next door, and chuckled, "I wonder which bastard will be able to marry Miss Song?"
Zhou Xiaoqi paused in his hand, then silently continued eating the pancake.
He had already married a wife at home. The flag officers of the Zhenbei Army could go home to visit their families for half a month every year, so it wouldn't delay Zhou Xiaoqi from having a child.
He knew what Wang Qi was thinking.
Before the New Year, Wang Qi defeated the Di barbarians and received a reward of ten taels of silver. When he brought the money home, his family sent a letter saying that they were already arranging a marriage for him.
Soldiers are away from home for long periods of time, and their families arrange all the marriages. Once the wedding date is set, they can ask the camp for leave to go back and enter the bridal chamber.
Wang Qi has been very troubled lately. He has never met the woman, but he has heard that the woman his family has chosen is gentle and virtuous, and that they have already made a betrothal.
In his heart, he still wanted to settle down in Suijin Town. He said he wanted to sound out the Song family's opinion. If the Song family agreed, he would ask his family to break off the engagement.
Zhou Xiaoqi didn't think much of Wang Qi's idea.
When Song Dekui was serving his corvée labor here before, he mentioned the Song family's situation a few times.
It is said that these three siblings had no parents and were forced to become soldiers because their stepmother and second uncle disliked them. They dared not let their families back home know.
These three siblings have a tragic fate.
Wang Qi's family has already arranged a marriage for him. If he were to keep it a secret and try to provoke Miss Song again, who knows how much trouble that would cause.
Although Wang Qi is his subordinate, if he can't explain himself clearly, he will have to remind Song Zhenping.
I just mentioned it casually in the field, I don't know how much Song Zhenping understood.
Inside Baolinju, Song Liyun ate spicy boiled fish and broke out in a sweat, feeling refreshed and clear-headed.
At this moment, Song Zhenping also put down his chopsticks and looked at Song Liyun, whose face was rosy, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
After Yunniang cleared away the bowls and chopsticks, Song Zhenping suddenly asked, "Yun'er, when do you think we're going to Pingyang Prefecture?"
While wiping the sweat from Xiao An's neck, Song Liyun was savoring the delicious food when Song Zhenping suddenly asked when they were going to the prefectural city, and she was taken aback.
Xiao An looked up at Song Zhenping: "Brother!" He wanted to be with his older brother and sister.
Song Zhenping pursed his lips and explained, "The land has been mostly turned over today. There are only some grass roots to clear, and rabbit manure and horse manure from the backyard to be taken into the field. I thought I'd leave Uncle Han at home to compost and prepare the land."
"I'll go to the prefectural city with you. When we get back, we can plant corn and millet seeds, and we'll also buy some cabbage seeds to mix with the rapeseed."
The rapeseed growing in the greenhouse survived a near-death experience and grew into three healthy seedlings.
The temperature is just right, and the rapeseed flowers are growing very fast. They are now knee-high, and Song Zhenping looks forward to seeing the golden rapeseed flowers described in the book every day.
Song Liyun didn't know anything about planting, so she could only look it up in a book. The book said that depending on the geographical climate, rapeseed can be sown in spring and autumn. Yunzhou is cold and suitable for spring sowing.
Spring sowing is possible.
Song Zhenping has experience in farming.
Since Song Liyun said that rapeseed and cabbage are from the same family, and in order to improve the survival rate, they plan to intercrop them, so they must use up all the precious seeds in the small bag.
Song Liyun fully supports this idea.
These seeds have been stored for far too long; if they are not put to good use soon, they will become extinctions before the era has even begun.
When Song Zhenping mentioned farming, Song Liyun simply nodded. But when he suddenly said he wanted to go to the prefectural city, it certainly wasn't for the convenience of farming; there was more to say.
Song Zhenping didn't say anything more, but just led Xiao An towards the bedroom, as if he wanted to pack his things right now.
Song Liyun raised an eyebrow: Let's go then!
When Han Ming learned that Song Liyun and her two siblings were going to the prefectural city while he was staying to farm, he was very surprised: "Miss, it's more than eighty li from Suijin Town to the prefectural city, and it takes a whole day to travel by carriage."
Song Zhenping was combing Juqing's horse with a large brush. When he heard that it would take a day, he quickly said, "Let's leave early. Juqing can pull the cart fast now."
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