Investing in the Rebirth of the Empress, She Called Me Husband

As the dusk deepened, the snow-covered streets looked like white clouds stained with red clouds.

Ying Bing looked at Li Mo's nonchalant expression and wanted to curl her fingers for some reason, but she was holding the candy in her hand and was completely wrapped by him, so how could she curl them?

Cold?

Even when the wind and snow were the strongest today, she didn't feel too cold. With her icy skin and bones tempered by the power of the Taiyin, a little wind and frost was nothing.

She had already gotten used to it.

If you don't know cold, you naturally don't know warmth.

But now her left hand was outside and her right hand was in his pocket, wrapped in his warm big hand.

The contrast between cold and warm suddenly became clear.

"A little bit."

"!"

To be honest, Xiao Li himself just realized what he had just done subconsciously.

Are you kidding me, ice cubes can be cold?

But the soft and boneless little hand in his palm did seem to be warmed up, and Li Mo couldn't help but look at her expression.

Ying Bing had no expression on her face, but a faint blush appeared on her moon-white face. I don't know if it was the twilight outside the car window that sneaked in.

Her clear and bright eyes looked out the window, just in time to be stained by the sky where the sun and the moon intertwined, light and dark intertwined.

"I must learn the craft well in the future!"

Hu Zi looked at the two people in the car and wiped his eyes.

In the past, he always felt that sugar tasted the same sweetness in the mouth, so why bother to paint it?

But now he wanted to paint this scene with sweet sugar juice. This is probably what his grandfather said...

Sugar is sweet to the mouth, and painting is sweet to the heart?

At this time, there was a sound of carriages and horses at the end of the street. The carriage covered with oilcloth pressed deep ruts in the snow.

The motorcade was guarded by two rows of soldiers. Judging from their attire, they were obviously soldiers from the Qingmu Camp.

"Young Master Li."

The leader was a lieutenant of Qu Sheng, who had met Li Mo at Jiawei Restaurant yesterday.

He immediately sat on his horse and bowed.

"I was busy with military duties today, so I didn't go to watch the military exercise and appreciate Young Master Li's style. I'm very sorry."

"What were you busy with?"

Li Mo asked casually.

Then he blinked at Hu Zi next to him, and the latter reacted and his eyes widened.

"Winter is coming soon. These are the military rations and military supplies."

"No wonder there are so many."

"This is not much. Alas, there are 80,000 soldiers, and there are logistics, and more than 100,000 people to feed the horses."

Speaking of this, the lieutenant general frowned again:

"I don't know if these military supplies can get through this year."

The lieutenant general said hello again, and then took the baggage back to the camp to report. Li Mo raised his eyebrows slightly.

According to what the lieutenant general said, Qingmu Camp seems to be worried about the shortage of food and pay?

But Qingmu City is the outpost of Nanguan, and it is also the deepest city of Dayu in the southern border. It is of great significance.

Even if there has been no war here for many years, there will be no shortage of military rations and military pay, right?

He had seen the garrison in Baoping Town, and the contrast with the strict and disciplined Nanguan City was sharp.

If there is a lack of military pay, this chaos is not difficult to understand...

"Wait!"

Li Mo thought about it and called the general.

In his system space, there are still a lot of supplies purchased from Yunzhou Hengtong Trading Company that day, many of which are actually not used.

I plan to return to Ziyang Mansion in a few days, and it is useless to keep them.

It is better to stay in Qingmu Camp.

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..........

Night falls.

In the central army tent, Qu Sheng drank a bowl of medicine soup, and his pale face became a little more red. Hearing the announcement outside the tent, he took a deep breath and said with full energy:

"Come in."

The lieutenant general walked into the tent and was startled at first: "Commander, your old injury recurred?"

"It's just some blood movement, it's nothing."

Qu Sheng saw the lieutenant general's expression and frowned:

"Is the military rations not going smoothly?"

The lieutenant general said in a muffled voice: "The quartermasters who went to various towns to collect military rations said that the local garrisons did not cooperate, but only symbolically handed over some military rations. These ungrateful dogs!"

"Less is better." Qu Sheng sighed silently.

If the garrison troops are forced too hard, they can only force the people under their rule in the end.

Nanguan is no longer the time when it had a million strong troops and the whole country of Dayu supported it.

"Let's think of another way."

Rubbing his brows, Qu Sheng looked at the map in the tent, as if thinking about something.

After a moment, he looked back at the lieutenant who was still standing there.

"What else?"

The lieutenant nodded: "Among this batch of military supplies, some were given by Young Master Li..."

"The supplies he purchased before coming to Southern Xinjiang?"Qu Sheng was startled, then smiled and said:

"It's just a drop in the bucket, but it's also a token of my appreciation."

How much supplies can a person prepare when he comes to Southern Xinjiang?

But he never dreamed that who Li Mo was purchasing at the time was a man who was always ready to stay in a certain place for the rest of his life.

"It's not just a drop in the bucket, you'll know when you see it."

Hmm?

Qu Sheng was puzzled and took the Sumeru object handed over by the lieutenant.

"The food and elixirs here were all sent by Young Master Li."

"......"

Qu Sheng opened his eyes slightly. These military rations were equivalent to one-third of the rations collected from various towns.

Military rations were secondary.

There were also many common elixirs, such as wound medicine and qi-boosting pills, which were all packed in the Sumeru object he gave to the lieutenant.

With these supplies, there was still a shortage of military supplies, but it also greatly solved the urgent problem.

Qu Sheng exhaled a breath of foul air, was excited for a moment, and then his expression became a little complicated.

Qingmu City is about to go to war.

He didn't know how much power the disaster beast and the Shang Dynasty's descendants had used this time.

He could only do everything he could to increase his chances of winning and increase the hope of defending Qingmu City.

That's why he hesitated that day and swallowed his words to persuade the young marquis and Li Shaoxia.

But what if they can't defend it?

Are they going to let people like Li Shaoxia die here with them?

.........

On the other side.

In Jiawei Restaurant, the aroma of delicious food wafted in the side room. These were the four simple dishes that Xiao Li and Bingtuozi had every day.

Missing a soup.

While eating, Li Mo was studying:

"Bingtuozi, what is the effect of putting golden leaf health grass in the soup?"

"It's for alchemy. If you put it in the soup... it can keep 50% of the effect."

Ying Bing's cheeks moved slightly.

Little Li often develops recipes. This time, he should be studying stewing soup?

She is used to it.

"That's not bad."

Li Mo put the golden leaf health grass on the table, took out a box of strange little flowers and asked:

"Then will the medicinal power conflict with the Runyuan rose petals?"

"No, they complement each other."

Ying Bing said.

Li Mo took out a piece of natural treasures, and half of the table was full of them.

Ying Bing raised her eyebrows slightly. With so many ingredients, let alone a pot, a bucket is more like it.

"What kind of soup are you going to make?"

Li Mo thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "If you have to say what kind of soup it is... Bingtuozi soup?"

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