Bianshanhan [farming]

Li Qingwen and his group walked back covered in snow.

The soldiers in the camp looked like they had seen hell, thinking that they were trapped to death in the snow, but they didn't expect that all of them came back! !

The sledge was covered with snow, and Jiang Liping said it was cut wood, and he was going to build a house next year. The soldiers didn't ask much, and told them that Mr. Zhou's bodyguard had told them to report back as soon as possible after returning.

Before they reached the stable, the people who were waiting at home ran out with expressions of shock, "Boss, I saw you. We felt bad after it snowed, so we went out to search a few times. I almost couldn't find my way back, and I was afraid that I would never return, so I didn't dare to go too far, but luckily you all came back safely!"

"Go back and talk." Jiang Liping looked tired.

Everyone gave way immediately.

After entering the hut, many people immediately collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath. Some people shouted that they were hungry, but they didn't even have the strength to move their fingers.

Seeing this posture, those who didn't follow out knew that this trip was dangerous, so they immediately went to cook porridge.

Li Qingzhuo's back was so tired that he couldn't straighten up, he leaned on his elder brother's legs to get up, and checked whether they had frostbite.

Like a frozen fish, Li Qingwen lay there, only his eyes moved, the snow was so thick that he had no knees, and walking was tiring!

Someone saw the things on the sledge and said pleasantly: "I thought this trip was wasted, but I brought so many things back!"

"Keep your voice down, do you want to recruit Lu Gang?" Jiang Liping frowned.

Those people were taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized that they were guilty now, and it was useless if they couldn't keep the best things.

Although they didn't slow down, everyone didn't dare to stay on the ground for too long, so they got up and moved their hands and feet.Don't be afraid of being tired, if something goes wrong with your hands and feet, it will be trouble.

Jiang Cong went outside and punched, and when he came back, he pressed Li Qingwen and rubbed him for a while, and then the big fellow Xili poured the porridge into his mouth with a grunt.

After eating, Li Qingwen rolled up the quilt and fell asleep.Not long after he fell asleep, Jiang Cong and Jiang Liping changed their clothes to meet Zhou Fengnian.

Li Qingzhuo persisted in not lying down, and tidied up all kinds of Ganoderma lucidum, these medicinal materials had to be handled properly.It was very hard when I came back. The big guys didn't say to throw these things away, but they just pulled them back.

Li Qingrui was talking to someone in a low voice, and when he heard that Lu Gang was rescued, he couldn't help frowning, this man was really lucky, he survived after being so badly injured.

"I specially sent someone to Anyang Pass to find a doctor for treatment. I heard that the doctor used to be an imperial doctor. He was exiled for many years, and he didn't let go of his medical skills..."

"Lu Gang is so fateful, he is clearly a government official, ordinary people can run [-] miles to invite a doctor to save their lives?!" Someone snorted.

Li Maoqun couldn't help sighing when he heard such bad news just after he came back.

Old Xingtou comforted: "Don't be so discouraged, maybe he won't survive this winter."

Everyone nodded again and again, hoping that he would die soon in their hearts.

When mentioning Anyang Pass, Li Qingrui asked a few more questions, and only then did he realize that it was also considered a part of the border town.

The so-called border town is not the name of the city, but the general name of all the towns north of Yuanbei City. So far, there are three main places - Anyangguan, Linsuhe and the land under their feet.

Anyangguan was the place of exile in the previous dynasty. It was about a thousand miles northwest of Yuanbei City. There were many exiles there. There were incidents where exiles were forced to resist and were suppressed later.

In order to prevent the exiled criminals from gathering together and being difficult to control, the place of exile was later moved to Linsu, which is eight or nine hundred miles northeast of Longbei City, and it is said that it is close to the sea.

In the past, Liang's national strength was insufficient, and its territory was far from as large as it is now. Longbei City was the northernmost fortress a hundred years ago.The northern region is vast and divided by various forces. It is said that there is a very powerful Wusong tribe that came out of the forest. It once ruled the entire north with great momentum and expanded its territory in all directions. Daliang suffered for many years. Somehow, that tribe suddenly disappeared.

Without the strong suppression, the forces of all parties began to fight chaotically, fighting and fighting, and the North was weak, and the main beam that had been beaten but not injured seemed to be stronger.

A few years ago, the imperial court sent many teams to investigate this land that had never been set foot before. Although the weather was harsh, no one could give up such a vast land, so this place became the border of the beam. belongs to the land.

The soldiers who arrived earlier had been attacked from the north and east. If no one occupied it, other forces would appear here, but a large number of troops stationed here is very unfavorable.

First, this place is too far away from Daliang, the supply of grain and grass is extremely difficult, and the loss on the road is huge.Second, it is only four or five months a year that it is not cold here, and only a few fast-growing crops can be harvested, even if it is too expensive to farm.

The bitter cold place, thousands of miles away, is simply a natural prison. After calculating all kinds of gains and losses, this place becomes the best place to be exiled.

You don't have to care about the life and death of the exiles, let them farm the land to supply food and grass, raise horses, and the exiles fight with the soldiers without paying money.It can not only punish exiles, but also greatly reduce the expenditure of the court, which is simply killing two birds with one stone.

This year, the imperial court sent soldiers here to cut wood and build houses, and stationed here to control exiles and resist foreign occupation.

Jiang Cong and the others were not the first batch of exiles sent to border towns. There were two groups before, adding up to about dozens of people. They were on their way in spring and the weather was fine, but when they arrived there were only about 20 left.

Not everyone can resist the despair in their hearts, the fear of the future, the hardships of the long journey, and the wild beasts running around.

The snow outside did not know when it stopped, Li Qingrui and others went out to shovel the snow.The snow blocked the door, and was fumed into water by the heat inside, and then frozen into ice. If the door was frozen firmly, it would not be easy to push it open.

The snow outside the hut is shoveled every day, and the pile is as high as a person. The snow on the stable and cowshed is even thicker, and it must be removed in time. These hard work is what the exiles have to do.

Feeling some itching on his face, Li Qingwen shook his head to avoid it, and slowly woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw Qi Min scratching his face with a vegetable leaf.

"Get up and eat, and they will eat up everything if you sleep again." Qi Min smiled and stuffed the vegetable leaves into his mouth, and greeted.

Li Qingwen stretched unhurriedly, got up, looked at the cloudy sky outside, and couldn't tell whether it was day or evening for a moment.

He casually asked Jiang Cong.

"Boss and I went to Mr. Zhou's place, but we haven't come back yet." Qi Min replied.

Zhou Fengnian didn't have any ill intentions towards them, and after going there for so long, everyone didn't worry that much.

They didn't catch any prey on this trip, and their rations were tight. As soon as they finished eating, Lao Sun and the others went fishing and came back.

No matter how delicious the food is, it would be tiring to eat it all at once, not to mention that they had no shortage of fish in the past, so they could only eat it in different ways.

No, someone mashed the fresh fish meat into a meat paste, made several pots of fish meat balls, and cooked them for several pots and ate them all.

Li Maoqun, who was looking at the fire, brought Li Qingwen a bowl of fish meatballs. Good guy, it's true. There is no soup, and there are white meatballs piled up on top of each other.

Li Qingwen was also really hungry, he put one in his mouth before it cooled down, and then showed an indescribable expression.

In the end, out of respect for the food, he swallowed the meatballs.

The fish meat is good, but the meat that has not been deodorized is cooked and eaten. The taste is really unflattering. Li Qingwen didn't dare to chew it carefully, so he swallowed it hard.

It's not that these people don't know how to remove the flavor, but that they don't use any ingredients. Before, there was wine to marinate, but now there is no wine, and there is not much salt left. It is strange that the food made in this way is delicious. .

Li Qingwen felt sorry for his own mouth at first, and then felt sorry for the fish. They were all eaten, and they were disgusted, too wronged.

After drinking several sips of water, Li Qingwen said, "I'll get more seasoning seeds when I come back next time, or these good things will be in vain."

Ma Yongjiang looked at him in surprise, "Are you going to come back after you go back?"

If he hadn't been escorted here by the imperial court, no matter how much money he was given, he wouldn't want to come to this ghostly place!

Li Qingwen also stared at him, "Why, you will be able to go back next year?"

As long as Jiang Cong stayed here for a day, Li Qingwen felt that he would always be worried.

The family's difficulty also lies in the money, but dozens of taels and hundreds of taels are enough to live a good life. This is not a difficult task for Li Qingwen now, as long as he sells the good things he picked here, the family will never be able to live a good life. There is no shortage of food and clothing.

The village is stable, father and elder brother can hold on, and no one dares to bully their family.

In contrast, Jiang Cong and Jiang Liping are in great difficulty. They are so young, and many of them have never married and had children.

Li Qingwen shuddered at the thought of the long journey back and forth. He really didn't dare to recall the painful memories. Now he doesn't know how he got here.

Thinking of the endless exile, Ma Yongjiang is also like a cabbage beaten by Shuang. The two of them sat there like a gourd with its mouth sawn.

When Jiang Cong came back, he saw Li Qingwen leaning there listlessly.

Smelling the smell of wine on the two of them, everyone was a little envious. In this weather, it would be best to drink some wine.

Jiang Liping drank a little more, sat on the kang sloppily, called the people who had stayed at home before, and repeated the lecture he had given a while ago.

Probably just asking them if they want to live a good life. If they want to, they have to be like before from now on, and they can't let themselves go.

Their status here is lowly. If they can't be vigilant at all times and hug each other tightly, they will only end up in a situation where they are allowed to be bullied.

Before, the room was lit by charcoal fire, but this time I brought some pine lights back, so the room is finally not dark.

Jiang Cong ordered a pine light and handed it over, but Li Qingwen didn't take it immediately, and asked nervously, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

"It's okay, it might have been blown by the wind." Jiang Cong lowered his eyelids and said.

Li Qingwen frowned, moved closer, asked Jiang Cong to open his eyes, and carefully looked at the large blood red in his eyes, he couldn't help but be terrified: "It doesn't look like this, it shouldn't be like this when blown by the wind..."

As he said that, he immediately called his second brother to come and see.

Li Qingzhuo looked at it for a long time, and only said that there must be bleeding inside, and a small amount of blood may not affect anything. The outer half of Jiang Cong's pupils were red, which looked a little scary, and he couldn't see why for a while.

Others also said that when they were on the road, their eyes were weak, and they were too tired to take care of it.

Could it be snow blindness?

But other people also stayed outside for so many days, but they were a little weeping, not so serious.

To make matters worse, when Li Qingwen mentioned the symptoms of snow blindness, Li Qingzhuo hadn't read any medical books, so naturally he didn't know how to treat it.

Now Li Qingwen became an ant on the hot pot.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Cong thought for a moment, and then said: "This is a family problem. I use my eyes too much. Just rest for a few days. Don't worry."

Hearing that it was a family inheritance, Li Qingwen's heart turned cold. There was no way to cure it, otherwise Jiang Cong would not let his eyes become so serious and ignore it.

Seeing Li Qingwen's panicked appearance, Jiang Cong sighed inwardly, and said, "Put your heart in your stomach well, after three to five days, this blood will disappear."

As soon as I heard this, I knew that this situation had often happened in the past.

Li Qingwen was not comforted, and immediately pulled him onto the kang, covered Jiang Cong's eyes with his hands, and frowned, "Did anyone see it?"

"I've tried a lot of doctors, but it's useless." Jiang Cong let him move, and said without any struggle.

"Then, then your family..." Li Qingwen wanted to ask what would happen if this disease was left alone, but he didn't dare to say it for a while.

Jiang Cong closed his eyes, stretched his limbs, and said, "Not everyone in my family has this kind of problem. Every few generations, there will be one or two. My father and brother don't have it."

As he spoke, he grabbed Li Qingwen's palm and began to write on it stroke by stroke.

[This shouldn't be considered a disease. Many times, I can see farther and more clearly than others, and at the same time, I am more tired. 】

Connecting all the words together, and reading it silently in his heart, Li Qingwen was shocked.

It was so!

In other words, Jiang Cong shoots arrows accurately because of his eyes?

As if knowing what he was thinking, Jiang Cong raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said in a breathy voice: "It's not enough to see clearly, you have to be accurate."

He has worked hard since he was a child, which is why he has the current skills.

Knowing the reason, Li Qingwen also understood why his eyes became like this. Jiang Cong used his eyes too much to identify the direction these days!

Therefore, there is no completely good thing in the world. It gives you convenience, but it will also be limited by other defects.

Jiang Cong whispered to Li Qingwen, don't tell others about this, he doesn't want to be different from others.

Apart from his family, Li Qingwen was the first to know about this, and Jiang Cong never told Jiang Liping about it. Jiang Liping just guessed that he had eye problems and was just worried.

Li Qingwen is not a talkative person, and he would not talk nonsense in the first place, but he listened to Jiang Cong's instructions and remembered them carefully.

The people next to him didn't know what the two of them were chatting about. They only heard that Li Qingwen taught Jiang Cong sentence by sentence like a little adult, and couldn't help smiling.

Upon learning of this suddenly, Li Qingwen was still thinking about how to relieve the symptoms, but Jiang Cong closed his eyes and remained motionless.

Li Maoqun showed Li Qingwen his rubbed red eyes, and comforted him: "In the few days when the sun was out, my eyes were hurt by the snow when I walked, and they are still hurting now. It would be better to shed more tears."

Li Qingwen couldn't stop smiling wryly, Li Maoqun was the real symptom of snow blindness.

Li Qingwen didn't let him rub his eyes, dirty hands would aggravate the infection, try not to go out to see the light, stay indoors and rest more.

Li Maoqun didn't understand it himself, but he was a person who listened to advice, and he followed it honestly. As expected, the condition of his eyes soon eased.

A few days later, the blood in Jiang Cong's eyes also slowly faded, but Li Qingwen still took this issue to heart.

Several kinds of green vegetables that were planted before have grown out, and the baskets are green and green, very cute.

Li Qingwen asked Jiang Cong to look at these greens more, fearing that someone would pull out all the vegetables, he even asked Lao Xingtou for a broken earthen jar, planted a few vegetables in it, and told the vegetables not to move before they withered. .

What he said was serious, and everyone nodded to assure that this thing is not meat, and no one cares about eating it.

After coming back, Li Qingzhuo was the busiest. He seized the time to process all kinds of medicinal materials, took out the broken velvet antler, processed it into flakes, and carefully packed them into bags.

Go to the stables and cut the mane to make a small brush, brush the ganoderma lucidum one by one, dry it, and store it...

This time I went hunting, the first half of the trip was pleasantly surprised, and the second half was thrilling. Those who came back by chance looked at the snow for a short time and felt horrified, and no one mentioned hunting for a while.

Jiang Cong didn't. After his eyes recovered, he still went out every day.

Li Qingwen disagreed, fearing that if he walked too much in the snow, he would really suffer from snow blindness, which would increase the burden on his eyes.

He deliberately went to inquire, and many soldiers in the camp had eye discomfort. Jiang Cong was more special than others, and he had to be extra careful.

This time Jiang Cong didn't follow him, and told Li Qingwen that they might have to live here for many years, and sooner or later they had to get used to it, and they couldn't escape.

What he said really made sense, Li Qingwen couldn't refute it, so he began to think about ways to deal with snow blindness.

This place is covered with snow six or seven months a year, it is indeed unavoidable, and precautionary measures are imminent.

Don't even think about the sunglasses and goggles from the previous life, Li Qingwen doesn't even know what material they are made of, and even if he knew, he wouldn't be able to make them.

He carefully recalled the books, TV, movies and other things he had read before, and deliberately searched for cold regions, and then the word "snow mirror" flashed in his mind.

Tibetans live in the snow-covered plateau, and the environment is much harsher than here. They rely on something called "snow goggles" to protect their eyes, which seem to be glasses made of yak hair...

Li Qingwen didn't know how Xue Jing was made up, but he knew what it looked like, so he immediately told his eldest brother and second brother about it.

Li Qingrui and Jiang Liping patted their thighs and applauded. The snow they saw before was only a thin layer, and it would melt away soon. At that time, they didn't notice the pain in the eyes when looking at the snow.Now that I have seen it and know how powerful it is, I dare not be careless in the slightest.

After speaking, they immediately started to prepare. There is no yak hair, they can dismantle the hemp rope into twine, and snow rabbit fur and cotton thread!

After inquiring clearly with Li Qingwen, a group of big men started to fiddle with the thread.

Li Qingwen didn't know how to sew, so he just moved his mouth. He inadvertently glanced at the birch bark on the table, and his heart skipped a beat.

He took a piece of birch bark and cut it into long strips. He held up the long strip of bark and stroked it on the elder brother's eyes for a while. He drew two white marks on the skin with his nails, put them on the table, and cut out the white mark at the place with a knife. Two slits.

Li Qingwen put the thing on the elder brother's eyes again, and asked if he could see clearly. Li Qingrui said that the hole on the right was a bit small.

I modified it again with a knife, and this time it was right.

Make holes on the left and right sides of the bark, tie a thread on each side, and tie it on Li Qingrui's face.

Most of it was hidden behind the bark, and only a thin slit was exposed for the eyes on the left and right.

The people who were irritated by the string immediately shouted: "Hey, this is good, this is good!"

A few cuts are easier than knitting.

The birch bark that Li Qingwen brought back immediately became a sought-after treasure!

It's a pity that it's dark outside now, so I can't try the effect, I have to wait until the sun comes out.

Jiang Cong came back late, so Li Qingwen left a piece of bark, otherwise he wouldn't have his share.

In the birch forest, in order to hold other things, I was afraid that it would be too heavy, so the bark was used as a cushion, and only one layer was laid on the sledge.

There are no slow-handed ones, and Ma Yongjiang is one of them. When he saw Li Qingwen messing with Jiang Cong, he yelled unwillingly, "You are too partial!"

Li Qingwen looked at him strangely, "If I don't give it to my brother, I give it to you, then it's a partiality of eight hundred miles!"

Hu Lichuan didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and he laughed beside him, "What he means is that in his heart, you are eight hundred miles behind Jiang Cong!"

Ma Yongjiang squinted at him, "Then you should be in your hometown thousands of miles away!"

Hu Lichuan stretched out his hand to press Ma Yongjiang's head, "How do you talk, it's not big or small!"

Ma Yongjiang was not afraid at all, smiled coldly, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Boss, Hu Lichuan bullied me!"

Before Jiang Liping could react, Hu Lichuan stopped immediately, and said with a smile, "Brother is just kidding, why do you take it seriously..."

Seeing them glaring at each other, Li Qingwen began to explain the benefits of using thread to weave snow goggles.

Old Xingtou just woke up from the hot kang, heard them talking, and said: "There are women in the nest in the south, so we need to find a woman for this needlework..."

Upon hearing this, everyone reacted in different ways, some were at a loss, some were excited, and some were gearing up.

Someone asked quickly: "This place, where did the woman come from?"

Old Xingtou coughed, and said, "Among your previous exiles, there were a few women."

Next, no matter who got the birch bark or not, many of them went to ask the exiles where they lived. Everyone knew what Sima Zhao was thinking.

People with families like Jiang Liping naturally didn't join in the fun, seeing the four members of the Li family sitting there quietly, as if they had never heard of it, "I heard that they are the female relatives of the official family, really Ladies and gentlemen, if you don’t follow along, go take a look.”

Li Qingrui smiled, "I've been running outside, and I can't get enough of my wife and children, so I don't have time to look at others."

Li Maoqun also shook his head. He didn't save enough money to marry a wife, so he wouldn't casually look at other women.

Li Qingzhuo kept reading the medical book as if no one was there, and didn't hear this.

Li Qingwen's mind is now full of how to make money, how to make Jiang Cong's eyes better, and he can't cheer up anything else.

Jiang Cong sat firmly on the edge of the kang, trying on the "snow mirror" on his face, unmoved at all.

Seeing a group of people running away in a hurry, Lao Xingtou murmured: "Women are better than wine..."

Not long after, those people came back again, excitedly saying how beautiful the voice and slim figure of the woman who had promised to help him weave just now...

A bunch of men talking about women together will inevitably become more obscene and more explicit.

Li Qingwen was a little uncomfortable, he stood up silently, thinking whether he should go out to get some firewood.

Jiang Cong said suddenly, "I'm afraid our leisure time is running out. Mr. Zhou said that we will go out to patrol soon, and we have to practice after a while."

These words dissipated the atmosphere immediately, and the enthusiastic people who were talking about just now began to sigh and sigh, and they had to go out again, and they had to be with those soldiers! !

Jiang Liping glanced at Jiang Cong. Didn't this errand start start after a while? He told everyone to spend the Yuanzheng Festival first. Why did he suddenly say it now?

He stroked his chin and thought about it carefully. Could it be because of what he said just now...

It shouldn't be so, which man doesn't say something nasty?

Hey, Jiang Cong didn't seem to have said it, but when the big guy said it before, he didn't stop him.

This snow goggle is not a complicated thing, and everyone has it soon.When the sun is shining, take it out and try it. Many people say it is not comfortable.

Wearing this is indeed not as dazzling as before, and even staring at a certain place for a while is a big deal, but wearing such a thing on the face suddenly is not good, the most important thing is that the area that the eyes can see is much smaller, very Not used to it.

Li Qingwen also walked around with him for a while, feeling unwell as well.

There is no way to do this, it’s like this at the beginning, you can only carry it for a long time, try to get used to it as soon as possible.

After all, protecting your eyes is the most important thing compared to being uncomfortable.

Jiang Cong's eyes were sharper than others, and he soon realized how good this thing was, especially when he was aiming at prey in the snow, it was easier to focus his eyes.

From then on, whenever he went out, he always carried the snow goggles that Li Qingwen made for him.

Before I knew it, it was the last few days of the twelfth lunar month. Even though I was a prisoner, the important day was about to come, so I had to live it lively.

The local customs and habits of Daliang are very different. In terms of festivals, the New Year in Bingzhou is the most important day, but the Yuanzheng Festival in Hongzhou is the New Year, and Yuanzheng is the first day of the new year in Bingzhou.

Therefore, when two groups of people get together, there will be more important days...

For this reason, everyone went out to hunt again. Of course, they would not go too far, only about tens of miles around.

During this hunting, everyone really realized the benefits of snow goggles, and they all gave Li Qingwen a thumbs up.To be able to come up with such a good solution in such a short period of time is truly daunting.

Li Qingwen couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, it wasn't that he was so smart, it was just that he read more things than others.

Because there are many people living here, there are no big wild animals nearby, only some small wild animals such as rabbits and pheasants, so hunting is not too dangerous.

Even in this world of ice and snow isolated from the world, people other than them are still shopping for New Year's goods.

The officers and soldiers had been dispatched a few days earlier. They were numerous and full of momentum. They haven't come back yet, and they must have run a long way.

There are other exiles, I haven't seen them coming out before, Li Qingwen has seen them outside several times in the past two days.Some went to fish in the river, and some wanted to hunt, but unfortunately they didn't seem to be good at doing this, and they didn't get much.

While Li Qingwen was secretly looking at those people, some of them approached Jiang Liping and said that they wanted to exchange things with them for some fish and prey.

Jiang Liping is a very straightforward guy, even if the other party can only give some dried mushrooms and fruits, he is willing to fish and exchange with them.

Those people said a lot of words of thanks in such a manner that Li Qingwen couldn't quite understand some of them.

After they left, Jiang Liping breathed a sigh of relief, and said harshly: "It's too uncomfortable to talk to scholars like them. It's better to be simple and straightforward. If you insist on talking about those nonsense, your brain hurts!"

After complaining, he took people to go fishing.

Jiang Cong led the hunters back, and the two sledges were full. He went to see Zhou Fengnian first, and kept some. The rest were brought back under the noses of the officers and soldiers, and no one stopped them.

The sledges are full of pheasants and rabbits. There are so many of them, but it is a little troublesome to clean them up.

Old Xingtou carried the cleaned chicken and rabbit in both hands, and sneaked to the roommates to exchange some white rice, sauce and salt.

Those people looked at his face, and hummed: "I heard that you lived and lived with those exiles. It seems that life is good. You smell like meat and oil all over your body."

Old Xingtou often exchanged drinks with them secretly, and said indifferently: "If you want to, come and join in the fun, but you can't empty-handed, you'd better bring some wine and food."

"Damn! You old bastard, you are so good at getting cheap, hurry up, we will be scolded if we are found out!"

"Wait." The head of the kitchen stopped him and said, "Where have all the rabbit skins gone? It's a good thing! We are busy here every day, our feet are freezing, and we want to make a few pairs of rabbit skins." Boots, if you bring them, I'll fill them with another thirty catties of salt."

The staff in their kitchen can probably estimate the situation of the grain and grass. There is a lot of salt in the warehouse, and the salt is loose.

Living here together, the life of ordinary soldiers may not be much better than that of convicts. The good things are not enough.

Old Xingtou knew that Jiang Liping and the others were short of salt, so he agreed, and after agreeing, he shook his head and left.

The people in the kitchen hurriedly cleaned up the chickens and rabbits, while grinning, disgusted that the feathers of the chickens hadn't faded!

Although these people guard the pot and stove, they can taste a mouthful or two more than others, no one dares to be blatant, they are all sneaky, unlike now, they can eat dozens of catties of meat with open belly!

There are many customs in the twelfth lunar month in Bingzhou. Among other things, cleaning the house and cleaning up the ashes are essential.Finally, on a sunny day, the fire in the stove was turned off, Li Qingrui and Li Qingzhuo took out ashes, and Li Qingwen and Li Maoqun went to fetch water to wash clothes.

Li Qingwen used to wear cotton cloth, which was easy to wash, but the burlap clothes were different, they were hard after being soaked in water, and his hands could not be washed.With great force, the water splashed everywhere, and it was uncomfortable when we got wet.

Li Maoqun is also a rough man, wishing to wear a piece of clothing to shreds, he rubbed the clothes in the water very perfunctorily, and almost took them out and began to wring them.

Li Qingwen saw that he was washing his clothes as if he was washing his belly, and he seemed to get old if he left it for a while.

He was tossing about in disarray when Jiang Cong came back and took the clothes from his hand, and Li Qingwen was finally relieved.

After a few days of busy work, the big guys didn't go out on the day of the Chinese New Year, sitting cross-legged on the kang and talking, telling the past, so that the longing accumulated in my heart could be relieved.

While listening, Li Qingwen was distracted by his family affairs.

Counting the days, they have been away from the village for several months, time flies really fast.I don't know what I'm doing at home right now...

The brothers took all the money from the family, and the parents should make more candy and sell it for money, or they wouldn't be able to survive this year.

Li Qingwen quietly told his eldest brother and second brother about this worry, and they both laughed, telling him to relax, this year's family is much better than previous years, and it will definitely be a good year.

After all, Li Qingrui asked as soon as he turned his face, "Zai'er, when we left, do you remember how much sorghum syrup you still have at home? How much can you sell for that stuff?"

Li Qingzhuo also asked, "Brother Qiu didn't say when he will come to get the candy next time?"

Li Qingwen: "..." Co-authors are trying to force their composure

Before leaving, Li Qingwen spent more time at home. After careful calculation, the food at home should be enough, and he should have some money on hand by selling candy a few times in the few months before the Chinese New Year.

Hearing someone yelling that it was time to cook, Li Qingwen immediately got off the kang and said, "I'll come, I'll come!"

It's not that Li Qingwen is arrogant, in this group of people, except for him, no one cooks delicious food.There are so many things to prepare for the festival, but I have to make a good meal.

As soon as he went to the stove, Jiang Cong came over quickly. Anyway, there was a wall of fire, so cooking didn't delay talking and listening to others.

In order to survive the winter, the rabbits and chickens were quite fat. Li Qingwen rolled up his sleeves, picked some of the fattest pheasants, took out the fat from their stomachs, put them in the pot and started cooking.

Their kitchen knives were not very good, and Li Qingwen couldn't chop meat, so he asked Jiang Cong to chop up the rabbit and chicken as needed, and then marinated them with salt.

Old Xingtou returned a lot of salt, and Li Qingwen didn't feel bad at all when he let it go.

The rice washing water was poured into the fish basin, and the dried mushrooms exchanged for hair were soaked... Li Qingwen kept busy in the stove.

It was almost ready, someone came to help, Li Qingwen gave him the rice, and took it to Lao Xingtou's house to cook.

Li Qingrui and Li Qingzhuo went to the next room to set up a fire. The fish pieces in the pot had already been placed, and they could be cooked directly.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Jiang Cong started to light the fire. After the refined chicken oil was cooked, Li Qingwen put the chicken pieces in and started to fry them. There were so many of them that they had to fry several pots...

The smell of fried chicken nuggets is very fragrant, and the voice of the people talking in the room is obviously a little bit quieter. They seldom eat fried things. The taste is a bit strange, but it is really tempting.

After frying chicken nuggets and fried rabbit meat, someone came to grab a piece of it as soon as it came out of the pan. It was fried brown and crispy, salty and fragrant, and the bones had a burnt aroma. You don’t need to spit out the tiny bones, just bite them and swallow them directly. .

Jiang Cong's hands were not clean, so Li Qingwen broke off two pieces of meat and put them in his mouth.

Jiang Cong nodded and said, "It's delicious."

Those who cook love to hear this, and Li Qingwen divided the mushrooms into several parts contentedly, one part is stewed with chicken, one part is made into mushroom fried meat, and the other part is made into mushroom gravy.

Finally, another pot of cabbage was fried in the oil pan.

The scent wafted far away, and the two neighbors who had a good relationship with Old Xingtou also came over.

The dishes are very simple, but it can't stand the big appetite of people. Fortunately, there are people to help, or it will be troublesome.

The strong smoke and fire immediately created a festive atmosphere. When the food came to the table, everyone happily picked up the bowls, replaced the wine with water, and touched them vigorously.

As the leader, Jiang Liping couldn't help but said after drinking a bowl of water, "I hope we can spend together every year in the future..."

"That's natural!" Everyone responded loudly, and also dried up the water in the bowl.

While talking and laughing, Li Qingwen's first New Year in this world has passed.

The next day was the Yuanzheng Festival in Hongzhou. Some people had long been envious of the hazelnuts and pine nuts and asked if they wanted to fry them.

There are also pine nuts in Hongzhou, but they are not as big as the ones here. You can tell the taste is unmistakable just by looking at the red shells.

Li Qingwen kept a small half bag, and planned to use these as seeds and plant them in the nearby area, so that he would not have to travel so far if he wanted to eat them in the future.

Hearing his words, everyone was overjoyed. It took more than ten or twenty years for this thing to bear fruit. It was too difficult to wait for this.

When it came to seeds, Li Qingwen hurriedly took out the ones he took out from the squirrel hole and put the ones he didn't know together, planning to plant them in the future and see what would grow in the end.

With such a plan, he was full of anticipation now.

No one had fried the pine nuts before, so Li Qingwen was the last one to do it. First, he used a small pot to try it out. While frying, he took it out of the pot and smashed it to see if the kernels inside were cooked.

Fortunately, the clay pot is slow to heat, or it will be mushy the first time.

After trying several pots, I finally found the way, and it will be much faster next time.

Li Qingwen used to eat with his mouth open, but he didn't know how to fry it like that. Just as he was thinking about it, someone put pine nuts in his mouth and cracked them open. Now everyone can eat them easily.

Seeing how good their teeth are, Li Qingwen didn't bother to think about it.

The aroma of cooked pine nuts is different from the aroma of grain, and also different from the aroma of meat