During this period, a group of people kept nagging that they also wanted to eat rotten meat.
No one knows where they found a large bucket of washed pig intestines and froze them in ice, just waiting for Wang Qi to persuade Song Liyun.
Now that Song Liyun had agreed, Wang Qi was overjoyed and skipped off to inform everyone about leaving camp tomorrow.
As for work, as long as there's food, I'll do anything!
Song Liyun really did have something she needed someone to do.
Seeing people extracting ice from the river in Qili County, she also wanted to build an ice cellar.
These past few days, Han Ming has been using ice from the river since he returned, and Song Liyun has also been using well water to freeze ice at home.
Song Zhenping has difficulty walking, and the greenhouse at home also needs someone to look after it, so Han Ming has always been the one doing the work outside.
Now that these greedy laborers are offering themselves up, we must make use of them.
Wang Qi ran away shyly, while Song Liyun stood there smiling broadly.
In the logistics department's office, quartermaster Wang Zhong watched all this with a slight smile.
He spent his entire life in the military, and he regarded these young men as his own nephews and nieces.
The young man was happy, and so was his mood.
It would be even better if the young men could find wives, start families, and build careers.
His misunderstanding left Song Liyun feeling somewhat bewildered when she handed over the vegetables.
"Wang Junxu, is there something wrong with today's dishes?" Song Liyun asked.
"No, very good, very good, haha!" Wang Zhong laughed brightly.
"Oh! Commander Wang, is the centurion here? I brought some small gifts for you two on my trip to Qili County."
Song Liyun took out dried fruit, dried sausage, and shortbread.
Wang Zhong was overjoyed: Luo Lun wasn't at the garrison today, so he would gladly accept these things for him.
Since Luo Baihu was not present, Song Liyun told Wang Zhong about her trip to Qili County and the discovery of suspected bandits.
As for the fact that she was robbed halfway through the journey, she only mentioned it casually and vaguely, without saying that two people died.
Wang Zhong had been listening attentively, but when he heard that she had almost been robbed on her way back from Qili County, he couldn't help but curse the officials of Qili County as incompetent and useless, unable to even manage such a small place.
Tell Song Liyun to bring more people with her when she goes to Qili County next time.
If you can't find any help, just go to the garrison and let them know; they can arrange a few for you themselves.
Wang Zhong began to vigorously promote his soldiers, choosing from the tall and strong, the agile and lively, the honest and simple, and those with good martial arts skills.
He had been in the border military camp for so long that he was completely unaware that he was saying these things to a young woman, which could easily lead to misunderstandings.
Song Liyun smiled and expressed her gratitude, saying that she already had enough hired help at home.
Wang Zhong did not force him.
Upon hearing Song Liyun express her concern that bandits might come to the town during the festival, Wang Zhong, who had been in a good mood, suddenly lost interest and simply nodded casually, saying, "Alright, I will tell the centurion later. Miss Song, you don't need to worry."
Xue Zhuang was a man from the garrison; he had already taken charge of the town's security, and would notify the garrison if any strangers entered the town.
It was only then that Song Liyun realized that Xue Zhuang had, through tireless efforts, established a connection with the garrison.
The military disciplinary violation he committed was "raping a civilian woman," which, in the eyes of men, is not considered a mistake.
Furthermore, since it was a mutually consensual matter, there was no need for severe punishment. However, military orders are absolute, and discharge from the military was a must.
Luo Baihu knew that he ran a restaurant, tavern, and gambling den, a place with many people coming and going and good news, making him a good candidate for intelligence gathering. So he entrusted him with the management of the town.
Xue Zhuang was naturally satisfied to be back at the garrison and even get a job, but it was a pity that the garrison only paid him fifty coins a month, which was a bit too little.
Xue Zhuang would come to the camp at any time to ask for things to supplement his family's income. Today it was grain, tomorrow it was firewood, and the day after it was charcoal. He never left empty-handed.
As the quartermaster in charge of supplies, Wang Zhong could only turn a blind eye to this, finding it extremely annoying.
Now, when Song Liyun mentions Xue Zhuang again, this military camp housekeeper naturally feels some resistance.
Seeing that Wang Zhong was being somewhat perfunctory, Song Liyun had no choice but to give up. Fortunately, she knew that Xue Zhuang was already keeping an eye on things in the town, and a weight was lifted off her shoulders.
Another issue is the wool carpet.
While Song Liyun was subtly inquiring about the origin of the wool carpet and the Di tribe, Wang Zhong's attitude changed drastically again. He said in a stern voice with a straight face, "Miss Song, that wool carpet is a war trophy from the army, which is why it was mortgaged to you. It wasn't obtained through buying and selling."
The laws of the Wu Dynasty stipulate that colluding with the Di people is a serious crime; you can't just say things like that carelessly.
Song Liyun's face turned pale instantly, and she wished she could slap herself twice.
The Di tribe is currently invading our territory, and yet they still come to the border guards to ask for the enemy's contact information. They're truly blinded by greed and have a death wish.
Judging from Wang Jun's expression, if he hadn't been abducted by Luo Baihu halfway and was an innocent civilian, he would probably have been arrested as a spy immediately.
Song Liyun dared not say anything more, quickly took her leave, and left the garrison with her empty cart.
At this time, several people were already waiting at the camp gate.
Wang Qi stood on tiptoe, looking in this direction. When he saw Song Liyun coming out of the logistics department, he quickly came over and said, "Miss Song, we brought the braised pork intestines with us."
Song Liyun stared speechlessly at the large block of ice on the ground. These guys had actually planned this all along, even preparing the pig intestines long ago.
Seeing her looking at the ice block, Wang Qi chuckled and changed the subject: "Miss Song, these are the brothers who will come to help break the ice tomorrow. They are all serious and responsible workers and will never be perfunctory."
Upon hearing their introductions, the group of people quickly nodded and bowed.
Among these people were veterans with graying temples and young soldiers with innocent faces.
At this moment, whether they were veterans or young soldiers, the way they looked at Song Liyun was shy yet passionate, just like children begging for candy.
Is a delicious meal really that powerful?
Wang Qi scratched his head and said, "The brothers have plenty of food in the camp, they just want to try something new."
Song Liyun understood what he meant. The food in the military camp was all from the same pot, enough to fill you up but not delicious. It was like she was tired of eating energy bars and wanted something different.
Having already agreed to Wang Qi's request, Song Liyun stopped being coy and said to the soldiers, "Alright, please be on time at Baolin Residence tomorrow, but I'll need your help to break the ice."
"Okay, no problem!"
"No trouble at all, don't worry, little sister, I'll definitely get it done!"
Several people happily agreed and hurriedly lifted the large block of ice onto the cart.
Even after Song Liyun had driven the cart far away, she could still hear the cheers erupting behind her.
Upon returning to Baolin Residence, Song Liyun packed the large ice blocks into big bags and had Han Ming put them in the greenhouse to thaw.
Song Zhenping knew that his family was going to make braised potatoes and pork intestines again, and he was very worried about the salt and oil they would have.
My second sister's braised pork intestines are delicious, but they use up too much ingredients; just cleaning them is a waste of resources.
Han Ming was overjoyed to hear that someone would help him break the ice the next day, and he quickly prepared ropes and sticks to carry the ice blocks home.
The next morning, Song Liyun went to the greenhouse to get the pork intestines. The ice had melted and water had spilled all over the ground.
Song Liyun reached out and lifted the bag, but it didn't move. She immediately had a bad feeling.
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