The Reborn Lady is Farming

Qi Haoran sat down beside Mu Yangling and quickly picked out a potato from the fire. Seeing that he was so hot that he wanted to peel it, Mu Yangling put the freshly peeled one in his hand. He took it from his hand and said, "Eat me first."

  Qi Haoran stuffed it into his mouth, exhaling cold air: "This spring cold looks colder than winter. Fortunately, we have captured a lot of winter clothes from the golden soldiers, otherwise the soldiers would have suffered frostbite."

   "It's a pity that there are not many forages seized..." Mu Yangling nibbled at the potatoes with regret.

   Qi Haoran felt a little distressed when he saw it, held her hand and said, "Wait until the next place to take you to the restaurant."

   Mu Yangling smiled and replied happily: "Okay, then I want to drink mutton soup with big meat buns and roast chicken."

  Qi Haoran suddenly felt a sharp secretion of saliva, and nodded repeatedly, "Eat all."

   The little bear who came over with a dry steamed bun suddenly felt boring in his mouth. He sat down beside his parents a little aggrieved, and Qi Haoran slapped him, "Who has wronged you?"

   "Father, when will the food and grass be delivered? We can't keep eating steamed buns and potatoes all the time. The soldiers have to go into battle to kill the enemy. How can we do without oil and water?"

  Qi Haoran looked towards the south and said, "Don't worry, I'm here, and your second uncle will try his best to deliver food and grass here."

Qi Haoran didn't say anything about the truce to let everyone rest. He knew that General Yuan and his father-in-law had already stopped fighting, and he had to contain Dajin's forces here, so that they could not have a chance to breathe. With the Daqi court as the backing, with them replenishing troops for him and defending the fortified city, all he needs to do is to keep attacking the city and regaining lost territory.

Seeing his son's bitter face, he laughed at him and said, "This is too bitter? Now we have enough food and grass, but we can't transport it temporarily. Even so, you also have dry food, potatoes, and sweet potatoes to satisfy your hunger. When fighting, don’t talk about dry food. When you are hungry, you will eat war horses that die in battle, and even war horses that have not yet retired.” Qi Haoran said that his eyes were slightly moist, “You also have your own horse now, you should know that, It is like its own companion, after eating horse meat, it is time to eat Guanyin soil."

   Xiaoxiong was shocked, "Have you ever eaten Guanyin soil?"

   Mu Yangling glanced at him and said, "Your father has even drank horse urine, he just eats Guanyin soil, what's the fuss about."

  Xiaoxiong held the dry steamed bun in his hand, and he didn't dare to say that it was tasteless.

Qi Haoran set aside a potato, peeled it for his son to eat, took the dry steamed bun in his hand and baked it on the fire, saying, "Don't look at this as a steamed bun that can smash people to death. food."

  Qi Haoran turned it over a few times, and when he saw that the steamed bun was a little soft, he took it and cut it into slices with a dagger, baked it until it was browned, mashed the potatoes and put it in the middle and handed it to his son, "Try it."

   It was the first time that the little bear saw his father bake something. He took a bite in surprise, and his eyes widened in surprise.

  Qi Haoran said complacently: "Of course, with your mother's craftsmanship, you can only bake good things when you have meat and ingredients. If you really want to talk about the ability to make a living outside, then I have to do it."

   Mu Yangling saw that he was so proud, and said: "If I go out to make a living, I will go into the mountains to hunt by myself, do I still need to eat dry steamed buns with you?"

   "What if you can't catch the prey?"

   "This mountain and this forest are all here, how could it not be hit?"

Qi Haoran hummed: "There are always surprises in this world, you can't just point to one ability and want to eat the whole world, what if you just can't catch prey, or are unable to hunt any more prey? You have to learn how to eat. Grass, bark, leaves, and even soil."

Qi Haoran raised his chin and motioned to Mu Yangling to turn his head to look at the veterans behind him, "Look, they are the most survivable people in this world, as well as those old beggars and homeless people, they know what to do when they pull some weeds. The best food, how can you fill your stomach, son, if you want to learn to lead a soldier, follow me, if you want to learn to fight, follow your mother and me, but you have to learn how to be comfortable on the road, not hungry, and live, see No, go and deal with them, and you will benefit greatly."

   Bear turned his head to look at the dirty old soldiers who were laughing with their legs folded, and couldn't accept it for a while.

He knew that he came to study in the army, but he mostly followed behind his mother to see how she fought, or followed behind his father to see how he used soldiers, otherwise he would follow Feibai on the battlefield to kill the enemy, even if he would fight with him. Most of the soldiers who hang out together are dealing with officers above the general flag or staying with new recruits. These veterans who often speak dirty or swear words and look like gangsters are very displeased.

Even if he himself is not like a nerd who insists that the other party abide by certain things like dogma, but he has been well educated since he was a child. His brothers and a few of them have just come back to climb up and their mother will teach them to wash their hands after eating, to be polite to others, and to be naughty. , but he was not allowed to speak swear words, let alone insult people, so although he did not show his face, he looked down on those old soldiers.

Qi Haoran patted him on the shoulder and said, "Everyone has something to learn from. I asked you to deal with them. I didn't want you to learn their bad habits. Veterans of their age have passed through the frontiers. Chaos, the chaos of changing dynasties, some are older, and even experienced the chaos of the previous southward migration, they were born in a chaotic world, live in a chaotic world, and it is a skill in itself to be able to survive until now.”

   Little Bear said sadly: "Then, what about those who died?"

"Some of them are heroes who died of their ideals and sacrificed to protect their family and the country, and some of them were traitors who died of their own ambitions, but more of them were ordinary people who wanted to survive, but the times failed to let them live. Qi Haoran looked at the veterans and said lightly, "They are ordinary people who can survive. They don't have great ideals or ambitions, they just want to live, and in this chaotic world, they are indeed using their own abilities. Survived, this is their ability, and I asked you to learn from them, bear, you have to remember, father and mother don't want you to be a hero of the world, as long as you live, only by living can you do what you want to do thing."

Seeing his son's wide-eyed appearance, Mu Yangling couldn't help laughing, "Actually, at the beginning, your father wanted you to start as a soldier and learn from the veterans, but I'm afraid that you will be rebellious, you are the prince. , everyone is letting you, if you don't want to learn, everyone will definitely accommodate you instead of being beautiful, your father let me take you, go through the war first, and then tell you this when your blood is almost gone. Your father said that your first course should be survival, are you willing to make up for this course now?"

So, the next day, Xiaoxiong was thrown into a group of veterans wearing the cotton-padded clothes of the recruits. These veterans were some distance away from the prince and others. In addition, Xiaoxiong smeared his face again. The image at this time was too different from that when he was the prince. Far away, no one could recognize him.

  The veterans are used to bullying new recruits, and they bullied him terribly. Xiaoxiong thought of his ability to survive with their students, so he could only swallow his anger.