Chapter 6 Hot and Sour Noodles Jiang Yanyi: The general is a good man! ...

Jiang Yanyi was a little surprised. Did Chef Li mean to let him do this business?

Tonight, Tou'er Zhao also saw that this girl was hardworking and practical, and said, "Go get the ingredients yourself, remember the weight and tell me later."

Jiang Yanyi accepted the copper plate, thanked Chef Li and Tou'er Zhao, and hurried into the barracks to get food.

The two sentinels were dissatisfied and said, "Tou'er Li, why don't you cook in person?"

Chef Li hit his lower back and said, "I've been standing on the stove for a long time, and my waist hurts. Let the new assistant cook for you."

When the two heard that the woman was just an assistant, they immediately looked unhappy. What kind of decent food can a assistant cook?

After all, they spent money!

But considering Chef Li, who was a beautiful young lady, they couldn't lose their temper. The two of them didn't expect to have any delicious food, so they just urged impatiently: "Okay, okay, just get something to fill your stomach!"

They talked very loudly, and Jiang Yanyi could hear it clearly in the barracks. She naturally felt the unhappiness in their tone.

She weighed the copper plates in her hand. In fact, she didn't know what these eight copper plates could buy. She was originally the daughter of the Shangshu Mansion. She handled gold, jade and gems. She had never touched broken silver, let alone copper plates.

Fortunately, she had helped Chef Li to get ingredients before, and knew the original prices of various ingredients.

With this estimate, eight copper plates are about the price of two bowls of noodles.

She went to the storehouse to get flour, only to find that the reserved flour had been used up. The remaining flour was reserved for steamed buns for the soldiers tomorrow morning and must not be touched.

What should she do?

Jiang Yanyi glanced at the reserved cornstarch and sweet potato flour on the side, and her eyes lit up.

On a cold night in late autumn, there is nothing better than eating a bowl of hot and sour noodles to warm the stomach!

Here, the market price of sweet potato flour is much lower than flour.

She is not very good at using ancient scales, but with her many years of experience as a chef, she can estimate the weight by weighing it.

Zhao Tou'er trusted her to come alone to get the ingredients. That was his trust in her. If she was short of weight, it would leave a bad impression on Zhao Tou'er. When Jiang Yanyi turned around to report to Zhao Tou'er, in order to avoid any accidents, she deliberately said a higher weight.

After getting the ingredients, she went back to the barracks to light a fire and boil water.

She poured cornstarch and sweet potato starch into a small bowl and added water to stir until it became a paste. When the water in the pot was about to boil, she found a large colander, poured the cornstarch into the colander, and patted the cornstarch vigorously. Thick vermicelli instantly overflowed from the colander. When

the vermicelli was cooked, she picked it up, drained the water in the pot, and fried a small dish of peanuts and soybeans.

The vermicelli and ingredients were ready. Jiang Yanyi found two large bowls to prepare the base, added fried dogwood and aged vinegar, and then added soup. The sour and spicy taste came out instantly. She put in the vermicelli and sprinkled it with the previously fried peanuts and soybeans, and then added some chopped green onions and chopped coriander. Just looking at it makes people's appetites grow.

It's a pity that there is no meat. The hot and sour noodles are not perfect after all.

She found a tray and brought out two bowls of hot and sour noodles: "Enjoy your meal, two soldiers!"

The two sentries looked up and were dazzled by Jiang Yanyi's smile under the lamp. They thought that the appearance of this young lady was even better than that of some young ladies from wealthy families.

But when they saw the noodles in the bowl, the unhappiness in their hearts rose again.

The noodles in the bowl were unprecedented. The color was gray and not as white as the noodles. The flour used must not be good. Moreover, the noodles were almost as thick as chopsticks. The skills of kneading and making the noodles were really disappointing.

They spent money to eat such things?

They wanted to lose their temper and talk, but when they saw that the young lady was still looking at them with a smile, they gave up their anger.

He consoled himself that this noodle was not without merits. At least the bowl looked good, there were many ingredients, and it seemed to smell good.

One of them hesitated for a moment, picked up a noodle with chopsticks and tasted it, and his face became very strange.

After tasting another noodle, he smacked his lips for a moment, and then took a big mouthful with chopsticks and started slurping.

His companions saw him like this and thought that he was trying to please the lady who made the noodle, and thought that this fool was not stupid in these matters. He also picked up chopsticks and started eating. When he first took a bite, his eyes widened.

The vermicelli was sour and spicy, and full of flavor. The fried peanuts and soybeans were crispy and fragrant. After taking a bite, the tip of the tongue felt hot and numb.

This unprepossessing noodle tasted so good!

He quickly lowered his head and started slurping like his companions.

While eating, he asked vaguely: "What kind of noodles is this?"

It is the greatest satisfaction for a chef to have his cooking skills recognized by diners.

Jiang Yan smiled with his teeth showing: "Hot and sour noodles."

Chef Li and others were watching outside. Jiang Yanyi thought that there was nothing for him to do, so he went back to the kitchen and quickly made himself a bowl of hot and sour noodles to fill his stomach. Chef

Li felt that Jiang Yanyi brought out two bowls of such thick noodles just now, and he felt it was unpleasant.

He has been a chef for most of his life, and he has never seen a chef make noodles so thick and ugly. It is hard to eat at first sight, and he can't help but be disappointed in Jiang Yanyi's cooking skills.

Chef Li saw the two sentries eating so voraciously that they were very hungry, and he shook his head secretly and sympathized with them.

But after the two sentries finished eating, they gave him money before leaving, saying that they would come back tomorrow to eat the noodles.

Chef Li felt that they might come again tomorrow just to eat the noodles, but to see the girl who made the noodles.

When collecting the bowls, he saw that the soup in the bowls had been drunk up, and he was still a little puzzled. After a

moment, he smiled and shook his head, sighing that it was really good to be young.

It was already the hour of Hai when Jiang Yanyi returned to the barracks where he originally lived.

But the women in the barracks were not asleep. The lights were on inside, and the small leader leading the soldiers was holding a book and registering something.

As soon as Jiang Yanyi entered the door, several women took the initiative to greet her, and the enthusiasm made Jiang Yanyi a little uncomfortable.

She asked, "What are these soldiers doing here?"

"They said they wanted to register our names and origins. A woman died of malaria in the barracks next door. Two soldiers came this afternoon with a fine coffin to bury her body. But that woman was kidnapped here a few years ago. Everybody calls her Hui Niang, but nobody knows her surname or where she lives. Now that she's dead, we don't even know how to erect a tombstone for her."

"I heard that the coffin was awarded by the general. The general is really kind-hearted!"

"The last young general who managed the barracks here had his head chopped off a few days ago. The new chief found that the original list did not match the number of prostitutes in the camp. He was afraid that the general would blame him, so he made a new list."

Jiang Yanyi listened to the women talking about these things, her heart pounding.

She was an illegal resident, and she didn't know what to do with her after she was found out.

Nowadays, the country is peaceful and every household has a registered household registration. After all, corvée and taxes are still a large source of income for the national treasury.

Not to mention buying a house, if you want to go far away, you have to take your household registration to the government to apply for a pass. If you leave the city without a pass, you will be thrown into jail.

If she wants to settle down after leaving Xizhou Camp, she must first get a household registration.

Jiang Yanyi squeezed into the crowd to see how others registered.

"Name?"

"Place of origin?"

"When and what crime did you commit to be exiled to Xizhou Camp?"

The little leader asked in a formal way.

Most of the women were exiled here because they committed crimes. After answering, the little leader checked the previous list and passed on the next one after confirming that it was correct.

Some people were captured like the deceased Hui Niang, and they cried and gasped when they answered.

They were girls from good families, but they ended up in such a place, and their lives were ruined.

After the little leader wrote down their names and places of origin, he said that he would send a letter to the state capital where they were from, and let the state capital verify whether there was such a person. If what they said is true, they will report it to the higher-ups and see how they decide whether to let them go or stay.

It seems that Ruo was originally a decent girl and it is very likely that she will be free again.

But no one is happy. The girls who leave this military camp are even worse than the girls in the brothel. There is no hope for them to get married. It is hard to say whether they will be accepted by their relatives after returning home. Rumors can also drown them.

The next person to register was the round-faced woman. Jiang Yanyi heard her say, "My name is Qiu Kui. I am from Wu County, Yunzhou. In the year Dingyou, Wu County suffered a drought. My parents died of hunger on the way to escape the famine. I came to Xizhou to seek refuge with my uncle, but was sold to a brothel by my aunt. On that day, a high-ranking official died in the brothel, and I was arrested by the soldiers and sent to the Xizhou camp."

She did not cry as bitterly as the previous few people. There was a kind of dazed sadness on her face, as if she had long given up any hope for this rotten life.

Qiu Kui's name was on the original list. When her aunt sold her, she signed a contract of sale with the local government, and the government had a record. When she was exiled here, she was already a person in that brothel. The crime had been determined, and she could only be said to be a pitiful person.

Qiu Kui left after answering. Jiang Yanyi looked at her calm face and returned to her bed. He felt sorry for this girl.

Jiang Yanyi was the last one to go forward to register. The little leader asked her: "What's your name?"

"Jiang Hua."

"Where are you from?" "

I'm from Kanshi Village, Fengxian County, Dengzhou."

Jiang Yanyi was talking about a place in the original book where there was a plague and all the people in the village died. In this way, even if the letter was sent to the Fengxian County government, there would be no way to verify it.

The little leader paused and looked up at Jiang Yanyi: "Didn't the people in that village die of the plague last year?"

When the women around heard about the plague, they immediately moved away from Jiang Yanyi.

Jiang Yanyi showed a bit of just the right amount of sadness on her face: "I was not in the village when the plague broke out. My father is a cook. A family in the neighboring county invited my father to host a birthday banquet. Unfortunately, my father broke his foot, so I went to host the banquet in the neighboring county on his behalf. Unexpectedly, something happened in the village during that period..."

The little leader was a little skeptical: "Can you host a banquet?"

Immediately, someone who tried to please Jiang Yanyi answered for her: "She is a good cook. The tofu pudding she made today was rewarded by a general."

When the young leader heard that she had received a reward from the general, he no longer had any doubts and asked, "Why did you come to Xizhou?"

Jiang Yanyi began to try to squeeze out tears, but she couldn't squeeze them out, so she forced her eyes to turn red: "My father and mother died in the plague. My father had arranged a marriage for me when I was a child. I came to Xizhou to find that family, but I was taken to the military camp..."

The gauze on her forehead was particularly eye-catching. The young leader thought that only a good girl could be so hot-tempered, so he didn't suspect anything.

After registering, the young leader and several soldiers under his command left the barracks.

After Jiang Yanyi returned to his bed and lay down, his heart was still beating fast.

If everything goes well, she can not only register here and have a new identity, but also regain her freedom.

I just hope that the general will show mercy and let these good women leave the barracks!

At this moment, in Jiang Yanyi's heart, the King of Liaoning is simply a savior with the halo of Buddha!

If the conditions did not allow it, she would like to find three incense sticks and worship in front of the King of Liaoning's tent.

The savior Feng Shuo is seeing a doctor in his own house.

The old doctor, who is over fifty years old, put his fingers on Feng Shuo's wrist and took his pulse for a long time, but still couldn't figure out what was going on.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and spoke carefully: "Your symptoms, my Lord, are something I have never seen or heard of in my many years of medical practice."

Feng Shuo's handsome brows were tightly knitted: "When I was in the barracks, I did have a sense of taste, but after returning home, I couldn't taste anything."

The old doctor hesitated and said, "Could it be that the chef in the barracks used some secret recipe to cook, which just happened to restore your sense of taste temporarily?"

Feng Shuo's eyes suddenly became deep.