Antique food: The general dotes on his lucky wife

It will be the beginning of winter in a few days, and the weather has turned cold.

The soldiers of Xishan Camp usually go to the mountains to practice during the day and return to the military camp in the evening.

Before the sun sets, Lin Changqing returns with his Green Wolf Camp.

As soon as he returned to camp, Huo Xianjun came to him: "Changqing, come on, Chef Liao said he wanted to show us his skills. I smelled it just now, it's really delicious!"

Lin Changqing heard this with disdain, "Him? What delicious food can he make!"

"Today, the Chen family who sells steamed buns brought him a jar of something that looks like sauce. It must have something to do with this!"

Lin Changqing raised his eyebrows: "No wonder he said this! He deserves to be a butcher in his life!" He said this, but his men unbuttoned the armor two minutes faster.

After washing and changing clothes, Lin Changqing and Huo Xianjun went to the barracks kitchen together.

As soon as I entered the house, a strong fragrance hit my nostrils.

Lin Changqing and Huo Xianjun immediately looked at the steaming pot in front of Liao Dashan. The aroma was obviously coming from the pot.

"You mean showing off your skills means eating the pot?"

Liao Dashan looked enigmatic: "This pot is not that pot. I have developed a new secret soup base. I guarantee that you will think about it twice after eating it. If you eat it twice, you will never forget it for the rest of your life!"

Lin Changqing didn't give him a chance to pretend: "Secret soup base? The secret soup base made by the Chen family for you?"

Liao Dashan was exposed and became angry: "That's also the secret soup base I asked Miss Chen to make for me. Without me, you would be in trouble!"

When Huo Xianjun heard that he had been affected, he hurriedly stopped them: "You are still thinking about bickering when it comes to delicious food. If you don't want to eat it, I will start eating it!"

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Dashan hummed: "Eat, just eat it this time, don't think about it next time!"

Lin Changqing looked like he was too lazy to argue with Liao Dashan, but he picked a chopstick of beef and put it into the pot first.

In order not to waste time during the day training, he ate dry food and drank cold water. At this time, his stomach was already screaming in protest at the smell of the pot.

Butcher Liao's knife skills are worthy of recognition. The beef was sliced ​​thinly and cooked twice after being rinsed in the pot. Lin Changqing put it directly into his mouth, chewed it twice, and then paused.

Liao Dashan had been paying attention to Lin Changqing's expression. Seeing him like this, he was a little nervous and asked: "How is it?"

Lin Changqing glanced at him and said nothing, but picked up the second chopstick.

The next three men seemed to be competing. Liao Dashan prepared three large plates of meat and a large basket of vegetables, but they all ate them all.

After eating and drinking, the three of them all took a cup of warm tea and sipped it slowly.

"Hmph, where did all the meat you two eat grow? You two have eaten so much meat from me, but you are still as thin as a bamboo pole!"

Huo Xianjun laughed: "Why don't I take off my clothes and show you where the flesh has gone!"

"Go, if anyone wants to see you take off your clothes, you'd better take them off and show them to your little fiancée!"

Lin Changqing looked at Huo Xianjun: "Has your marriage to Miss Song been decided?"

Huo Xianjun shook his head: "No, but we are still close."

Huo Xianjun is the eldest son of Huo Zhengqi, the commander-in-chief of Changzhou. He was carefully raised and given high hopes by his father since he was a child. Naturally, his marriage will not be decided by himself.

The Song family in Yazhou next door is the mother clan of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang inspectors. By marrying the Song family, the Huo family can successfully get in touch with the inspectors and gain a better understanding of the Huo family.

The step is extremely beneficial.

Huo Xianjun is already 21 this year and has already reached the age of marrying a wife. The Huo family had previously expressed their intention to marry, but the Song family's reaction was mediocre.

A few days ago, a letter signed by the Song family in Yizhou was suddenly sent to the military camp. Huo Xianjun was puzzled and couldn't help but laugh after reading the letter.

It turned out that this letter was sent by Song Guangzhi, the magistrate of Qingshui County. The reason was that he heard from his wife Zhang that a servant of the Zhang family had a conflict with an adult from the Qianhu family in Xishan Daying on Pier Street. She quickly wrote to explain the reason and Make amends and apologize.

This matter is a trivial matter, but Song Guangzhi is a member of the Song family. He must have asked the Song family in advance when he wrote the letter.

Since the Song family allows Song Guangzhi to wear the symbol of the Song family in Yizhou, it means that the Song family intends to get close to the Huo family.

Huo Xianjun had no choice but to go back home and explain the whole thing to his father. Mr. Huo was overjoyed, and then started exchanging letters with the Song family.

Huo Xianjun had never met Miss Song, but his mother said that Miss Song was gentle and lovely, so he was a little relieved.

Anyway, he couldn't decide who to marry, but if the other party could be gentle and pleasant, he would be a lot more relaxed.

Lin Changqing and Liao Dashan also knew about this. Liao Dashan laughed and said, "It seems that I will be able to enjoy Captain Huo's wedding wine soon!"

Huo Xianjun smiled lightly: "Who knows, Miss Song is only sixteen. If the Song family wants to keep their daughter for another year or two, then you have to wait for another year or two, and maybe you can have the wedding wine of Changqing first. !”

Lin Changqing took a sip of tea: "I'm only nineteen, so I'm not in a hurry."

"Master Hou didn't urge you?"

Lin Changqing sneered when he heard this: "He can't control me!"

Huo Xianjun shook his head: "You will still be

Calm down your temper. Now that you are a general of the first battalion, the Marquis is proud of you. He will definitely love you more in the future, and the position of heir apparent will be passed on to you! "

"Who cares? Forget it, don't talk about these annoying things, Butcher Liao, I want all the soldiers of our Qinglang Camp to eat from this pot tomorrow, can you do it?"

Liao Dashan immediately became anxious: "I can't! Miss Chen only gave me a jar of hot pot base in total. I ate less than half of it in two meals. I plan to eat the rest for two more meals. Your soldiers should go first." Hold on!"

Lin Changqing raised his eyebrows: "So it seems that the masked girl from the Chen family sold you the formula again?"

Liao Dashan said proudly: "Ms. Chen thanked me for speaking up and gave me the recipe!"

Huo Xianjun clicked his tongue and shook his head: "When we went to buy the bun recipe in person, we were rejected!"

"Hahaha, your two handsome faces still don't look as fair as my old Liao's!"

Lin Changqing gave Liao Dashan a roll of his eyes, "Since you have the recipe, why don't you make more quickly? It's the beginning of winter soon. I want all the soldiers to eat soup pot that day, no disobedience!"

"My General Lin, you didn't read the recipe. Do you know how complicated it is! The soup pot for the three of us uses a big piece. If there are thousands of soldiers in the army, do you know how much it will use! It will cost a lot. What a great effort!”

"Why are you so stupid! If you can't do it yourself, why don't you let others do it together!"

"Do you think this recipe can be known to anyone casually?"

"I'm not talking about the group of butchers like you, but the Chen family! Since the Chen family knows how to do it, why don't we just ask them to get more and deliver them to you then?"

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Dashan paused when he heard this: "Yes! Then I will write a letter to ask Miss Chen."

Lin Changqing shook his head in disgust: "Forget it, the beginning of winter has passed by the time you finish writing the letter. Tomorrow Xianjun and I are going to Qingshui County, and we will go find her in person!"