After the first batch of meatloaf with pickles and vegetables was baked, Pei Liang said to everyone: "Let's get in line."

Normally, military discipline is strict, and people who would queue up after a roar and quickly return to the queue and stand in a straight and orderly row were now pushing and shoving and huddling together in order to grab the position in front.

Shi Feiyu was so embarrassed that he walked directly to the front and coughed. There was a moment of silence behind him, not daring to make a joke again.

Pei Liang handed him a cake, and Shi Feiyu took it in his hand and cut it into two pieces. You could even hear the crackling sound.

The cake was spread extremely thin, so every inch was baked to perfection. When Shi Feiyu took a bite, the dough was charred and crispy, and the aroma of grains filled his mouth.

The pickled vegetables are salty and fragrant, and when grilled together with the bread, they are crispy and pleasant. The meat sauce is moderately fat and lean. The Pei Liang is cut into coarse pieces instead of minced into sauce, which not only retains the original flavor of the wild boar meat, but also has a chewy texture.

The pepper and sesame shrimp pancakes at noon were also delicious, but the plum and vegetable meat pancakes still amazed Shi Feiyu.

He, a young man with a distinguished family background, is like this, let alone most of the soldiers around him who are born into poverty.

As soon as I took a bite, I felt that all the meals I had eaten in my life were for pigs. When I was a child, I looked forward to a meal of meat year after year, and the memory of thinking it was the most delicious thing in the world faded away.

At this moment, Sai felt as satisfied as a god and became the best in his life.

One by one, the man who was holding the patties carefully and stretched his hips roughly was now carefully spreading the fallen crumbs of the meat patties with one hand. He didn't dare to eat too fast. He wanted to prolong the enjoyment as much as possible, for fear that

Waste every bit.

Pei Liang smiled and said, "It's not enough. I'm still roasting it. It's enough."

If you say so, we won’t be sleepy anymore!

As soon as the men heard this, their mouth movements immediately became sharp, and those who had finished their meals quickly went to line up again.

In fact, it was enough. Each person brought fifteen kilograms of half-month rations, which was enough to eat one kilogram of staple food a day. One kilogram at this time was not the 500 grams of later generations, but about 640 grams.

I left the military camp again this morning after having a meal, and I still have plenty of rations left for today.

Rice noodles are inherently satiating, and Pei Liang also added pork and pickled vegetables. Except for a few people with unusual appetites, filling up is not a problem.

When Pei Liang was baking the first two ovens, he taught his assistants how to watch the fire and when it could be taken out.

At this time, I handed over the baking to a few of them, and assigned four more people to prepare the soup.

The previously released pig blood had already been brought to the cold spring to cool down, and it had solidified. Pei Liang cut the tender and fragile pig blood into equal cubes and mixed it with the collected mountain mushrooms to make mushroom pig blood.

Soup.

Each person holds a bowl and eats it with the pancakes. The mushrooms are fragrant and the pork blood is tender and bursting with juice. When mixed with the soup, the taste reaches all the limbs.

The fragrant onion and ginger oil residue left over from boiling lard was used to stir-fry wild vegetables, while the pig's heart, lungs and offal were blanched with ginger, onion and soju to remove their smell, and then stir-fried with cannon, ginger and pickled peppers.

The overbearing aroma made people sneeze, and when the pot was started, everyone slowed down in eating the pancakes.

This spicy and sour pork offal with pickled peppers will taste amazing if you scoop a small spoonful of it into a pancake and eat it.

Shi Feiyu was the first to do this. The crispy and mellow taste of young ginger and pickled peppers combined with the stir-fried pork liver, heart and other ingredients create a delicious aroma that is perfect for eating.

He is not usually a person with a heavy appetite, but now he can't stop eating. He has only been out of the capital for a day, and he is not greedy.

So Shi Feiyu asked: "How did you lose?"

Pei Liang paused, then smiled: "My skills are just inferior to others."

"But that was the last time."

Shi Feiyu saw that she didn't look relaxed at all, and the look in his eyes could no longer be described as confident, as if he was just saying something that was taken for granted.

Shi Feiyu's eyes were touched. There were only a few men in high positions who were focused and confident in everything and unmoved by anyone's malicious opinions. This woman from a commoner background didn't know where she came from.

of steadfastness.

In Shi Feiyu's view, this girl Pei is not fearless due to ignorance.

After half an hour, the soldiers who had eaten and drank enough were sitting on the ground in groups.

The setting sun has not completely set yet, and it is shining warmly on people.

Everyone was smacking their mouths as they reminisced about the dinner they had just had. The fatigue from running around on the march was gone, as if it was the busy farming season. After a hard day's work, seeing piles of harvested millet, the feeling of satisfaction overflowed from their hearts.

"I told you that you could have such good food as a soldier, but I came here on my own, so there was no need for the government officials to come and get it."

Peasant uprisings broke out in many places in recent years, and there were barbarian threats from outside. Wars broke out frequently in consecutive years, and conscription was naturally frequent.

"Hey, I remember, you cried so much that you peed your pants."

"Go, we just ate something good, don't use your foul mouth to offend me."

"I miss my mother. My mother cooks delicious food. When I get home, I will cut twenty kilograms of meat and let my mother cook it for me according to Miss Pei's recipe."

"What will you eat tomorrow?"

"I still want to eat this pancake. I didn't expect that dried vegetables can be so delicious. I don't think it's heavy anymore."

"Why don't we go headhunting pigs later? Damn it, I'm hungry again thinking about tomorrow's meal."

In the end, a few people still didn't make it. This place was strange after all, and everyone was not familiar with the terrain. It was okay during the day, but getting lost at night would be a serious crime that would hinder the march.

After Pei Liang finished eating, he asked Ying Siji to borrow a machete and was cutting bamboo. How could Ying Siji and Qiu Sanxiang keep the chef tired?

He grabbed the machete and patted his chest, telling her to just follow her orders.

Pei Liang asked the two men to cut several bamboo tubes according to his own requirements, each with different lengths and specifications. He then asked Shi Feiyu, who was sitting on a stone and watching them wondering what they were thinking, "Can the wheel be removed?"

Shi Feiyu sneered: "If it's not reliable to put it back on after taking it off, what will you do if it delays the march?"

Pei Liang said: "The only worry is that the wheel will fall off. The structure of this wheel is simple. I can make a stronger and more reliable bearing, and the anti-skid of the axis is better than stuffing it with coarse cloth. Why don't you dare to be responsible?"

Qiu Sanxiang said: "Have you forgotten that you were almost killed as a spy just this morning?"

Pei Liang looked back at him: "Now that I am following the general, we are all our own people. Why don't I dare to use my abilities freely?"

"I believe that the general also doesn't want his people to be cowardly and useless despite their abilities."

Shi Feiyu chuckled lightly: "The spies who checked your identity earlier said that although you failed miserably in the cooking competition and lost your ancestral family business, you turned things around with just a few words and turned the enemy's trophies into a hot potato. It will be difficult to open your business after your reputation is ruined.

, and even knocked out his teeth and swallowed his blood, you forced him to swear to support your Pei family in public."

There is no need to go into details on how to quickly get rid of the burdensome danger and march on the ground.

Shi Feiyu lowered his head and met Pei Liang's eyes: "The young master of Tianxiang Tower always gives people the impression of being dull and honest, and not good at talking. This shows that the rumors are untrue."

Pei Liang is naturally very different from the original Pei Xiaochu, and it can be said that they have nothing in common.

Her whereabouts were clean, and the timing of her time travel was in full view of everyone, so even if it was abnormal, no one would suspect it.

Although it was dangerous for Shi Feiyu to say these words, as a person who took refuge in her, she would arouse suspicion at any stage. At the least, she would not be able to win people's trust, and at worst, she would attract murderous intent.

But Pei Liang knew that in front of people like Shi Feiyu, there was no value in pretending. Instead of deliberately hiding his clumsiness in order to resemble the original master, it was better to show his self-worth.

After all, he is the founding king of the next dynasty. His talent, ability, knowledge and ability to make good use of people have already been revealed. In the original work, he even dared to use spies from the enemy country.

When Pei Liang did charity in the past, it was not just a pretense, he really liked to see those handsome guys with talents get what they wanted step by step.

It's just like the game of raising children, except that most women can only raise programmed paper figures, while she is playing a real life game.

The dreams of those handsome guys in the past, even if they were to become movie stars, movie stars or business upstarts, were not as exciting as being an emperor.

Pei Liang withdrew his eyes, fearing that the heart-stopping sense of aggression leaked out would be noticed in advance.

Regardless of status or situation, this is not a good time.

Although Pei Liang now wanted to pin him down on the boulder beneath him and tear his clothes.

In the end, Shi Feiyu agreed to Pei Liang's request and ordered people to remove the wheel. Pei Liang took some rope and fixed the split bamboo tube with a strong knot. Soon a bamboo waterwheel was formed.

Pei Liang said awkwardly: "Actually, it's easy to make a wheel, but I'm too tired to bother with that effort now."

After finishing the waterwheel, she took out her knife and whittled a piece of wood, and in a moment she whittled out two gears of different sizes.

"Why do you make a waterwheel?" Ying Siji asked.

"Make soy milk tomorrow morning."

"Beans, soy milk?" Although they found it troublesome, the two of them still said, "Okay, let a few people grind the beans."

No wonder she had people soak dozens of kilograms of beans before setting up camp. They were almost soaked now, but grinding so many beans was not easy.

If you don't have to travel at night, it will be a little more troublesome just for the sake of food.

Pei Liang assembled the waterwheel and said with a smile: "No need to do it, I won't do it if it's so troublesome."

While talking, she assembled her own waterwheel, washed it and picked up a stone mill by the river. It was when she saw this thing that she got the idea of ​​making soy milk.

Pei Liang likes to drink soy milk in the morning, but doesn't like soup.

She fixed one gear on the upper plate of the stone mill and the other on the axis of the waterwheel. The water flow drove the waterwheel to rotate, and the gears on the waterwheel also moved the millstone.

Pei Liang scooped up a small spoonful of beans and added water to it. Without any effort, a white pulp came out.

The eyes of everyone around them were wide-eyed. Qiu Sanxiang and Ying Siji even grabbed the iron spoon and started doing it themselves.

Then he said happily: "The night watchman is sitting here, adding beans while watching the night, so that I can drink hot soy milk tomorrow morning without any effort."

"I really like soy milk. I thought I wouldn't be able to drink it until I got to the bandit town."

Pei Liang saw that the two of them were acting like children and smiled: "It's a very simple water conservancy vehicle, right? Don't tell me you haven't seen it before."

Yes, I have seen it, but who else but the carpenter cares about the structure and comes up with such uses for drinking soy milk besides watering it?

I was already so busy cooking before, how did this woman have such a brain? She still has time to think about this?

Not to mention the people around her lamented her ability, even Shi Feiyu couldn't help but say: "If you were a man, you would be stronger than most people in this world."
Chapter completed!