The soldiers have worked hard these days, so I can’t help me. I can make a meal for everyone. Zhen Miao said with a smile.

Xiao Moyu glanced at Zhen Miao with great doubt.

As far as he knows, those noble girls who are said to be proficient in cooking are actually just sprinkling salt and some sugar, and even only responsible for serving the prepared dishes. This is similar to many noble girls adding a few needles after the maid embroidered the veil, and then giving it to someone, saying that they were made by themselves. It is similar to the fact that many noble girls add a few needles after the maid embroidered the veil, and then giving it to someone, saying that they were made by themselves.

As for Zhen Miao's reputation for cooking skills circulated in the noble girl's middle school in Beijing, of course, don't expect a martial artist who has no intersection on weekdays to pay attention to it.

Half of the good things Zhen Miao bought these days fell into Xiao Moyu and the deputy general's stomach. Although he was worried that Zhen Miao would ruin the food, he still nodded barely and said to Deputy General Chi: Take the county lord over and be careful not to burn the county lord.

County Lord, please come here. Deputy General Chi is much more calm when he sees Zhen Miao. However, when he walks behind her, he can't help but look at Bai Shao more.

As Zhen Miao walked along the way, many soldiers stopped their hands and stared at her quietly.

Although they can't say they like this noble county lord, at least they don't dislike it.

After walking for so long, the county lord did not cause any trouble in normal times, except for buying a lot of cooked food every time the town was held, and then dividing it with their generals, and letting them secretly slap villains. Moreover, it was not as good as the noble girl they thought.

Under the attention of thousands of people, Zhen Miao had a gentle smile on her face and was calm and without any slight sluggishness.

Everyone thought to themselves that the county lord was personally named by the emperor, and that the scene was so conservative. A weak woman, stared at by a group of slutty men, was still calm and her heart was not beating. Tsk tsk, even the two maids behind her were so calm. This is the style of a high-school party.

Bai Shao, who had no expression on her face, thought that when the big grandma was about to cook, she was so excited. In her eyes, the rest were cabbage, cabbage.

Qingdai had an empty expression on his face.

Well, this girl doesn't think about anything, she only has two thoughts to protect her big grandma. Continue to protect her big grandma.

So the master and servant each had their own advantages and was calm, and a deputy general who followed suited each other and walked towards a big pot.

So many people have eaten rice, and have set up several large pots. The water in the pot has boiled. Next to it is the washed wild vegetables, which seems to be planning to make soup.

Zhen Miao stood in front of the pot and scared Deputy General Chi: County Lord, be careful

His voice was too loud, which scared Zhen Miao to his hands tremble.

Bai Shao rolled her eyes hard.

Zhen Miao lifted the fine cloth covered with the basket in Bai Shao's hand, revealing a square box. When she opened it, there was a large piece of duck blood that was frozen square and still covered with ice.

This duck blood was bought by someone when she was staying in a town two days ago.

Another box that was lined up side by side was filled with duck intestines and gizzards. She threw all of them into the boiling pot first, and the onlookers couldn't help swallowing.

They usually don't eat these ducks when they go into the water, but at this time, in the wilderness, snow and ice, they are tumbling up and down in a big pot. Even though they have not added any seasonings, they have already made their index fingers move.

At this time, Qingdai put a soft towel on his hand and held the duck blood in his hand.

Everyone was even more curious. They all stretched their necks and looked at them. Even Xiao Moyu stood quietly not far away, with an unfathomable look on his face.

Then, there were sounds of air pumping.

Zhen Miao pulled out a thin knife from her sleeve. The blade was bright and she waved in a daze. Thin pieces of duck blood flew into the big pot. Because it was fast and stable, the water in the pot only whirlpools and did not splash out.

Such knife skills almost made everyone kneel directly.

Xiao Moyu pursed her lips and shook the Chi-chi's deputy general with a wink.

Deputy General Chi looked dull and could not accept it at all.

Xiao Moyu cursed her mother secretly, he just wanted to ask, could this Jiaming County Lord be faked?

When Qingdai's hand had become thinner and thinner, the master and servant, one of the master and servant, did not stop and the other did not move at all, but instead made the onlookers terrified.

I don’t know if it was a stroke of magic or a tacit understanding between the master and servant, but when everyone’s hearts were hanging in their throats, they were afraid that Zhen Miao would take a knife and fall into the big pot, Qingdai threw the remaining duck blood into the air. Zhen Miao’s fine knife flew, and pieces of duck blood fell like snowflakes.

Then, she opened the innermost box of the basket and soaked the tofu and threw it in.

The tofu soaked soaked in her house when she was in the Duke's Mansion. Because it was fried and a lot of salt was added, it has not broken yet.

After this series of actions, it took only a moment. Then Zhen Miao raised her eyes and said to Bai Shao: Take the pan and the can of lard in the carriage.

The white peony quickly turned back, put the pan on the set fire, uncovered the can, shoveled a large piece of lard with a wooden spoon and fryed it in the pan.

Zhen Miao took out a string of peppers from the basket Qingdai was carrying, stretched out his hand and actually took out a pair of scissors.

The onlookers twitched the corners of their mouths at the same time.

County Lord, you have a lot of things

Zhen Miao had no time to take into account the ideas of others. She held the scissors and cut the pepper into pieces and fell directly into the pan where the lard had melted.

The amount of peppers was really large. Later, her eyes turned red and she was so smoky that she burst into tears.

Xiao Moyu couldn't see it, so he strode over and took the scissors: I'll do it.

Zhen Miaotong smiled with red eyes: That's the problem General Xiao is going to do it.

Xiao Moyu was stunned and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Not to mention anything else, he did it himself for the Lord of Jiaming. He was so frightened by the chili that he didn't say much. He didn't seem to suspect that she had poor skills just now.

Even if the duck intestines and duck gizzards taste strange, he will give him enough face to eat a big bowl later.

Zhen Miao took the wooden shovel from Bai Shao's hand and stir-fryed the peppers. Soon, the unique spicy aroma of the peppers spread, and everyone couldn't help swallowing.

Seeing that the pot of peppers had been fried golden and crispy, she poured them directly into the big pot. Then she put the vermicelli in the basket, added salt and her exclusive pickled sour ginger slices, and finally, a large handful of pepper powder was added.

The big pot was covered with red oil, and the aroma was so strong that it was unbearable. Many people looked like they were swallowing with their mouths open.

Zhen Miao wiped his hands and said with a smile: OK.

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people gathered around, and the master and servant hurriedly retreated.

Seeing that the group of people were about to squeeze the pot, Xiao Moyu was furious: I'll line up for me

His words were still very useful. A group of people were busy and arranged the queue.

I saw Xiao Moyu standing in front. Commanding Deputy General Chi to serve him a large bowl, then turned around and said seriously: Is it cooked?

Everyone raised their middle fingers.

General, you don't have such shamelessness

Xiao Moyu took the rice bowl and avoided a few steps, took a bite of the vermicelli and slapped it and slapped it. He couldn't help but open his eyes wide.

It's so delicious

He finished a bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup. On this cold day, sweat was already coming out of the tip of his nose and his whole body was comfortable.

At this time, many people finished eating voraciously, and exclaimed: All the delicious tongues must be swallowed together. After eating, they still felt hot all over, which was really satisfying.

Yes, my hand has been frozen for a long time, and now it feels warm.

Xiao Moyu's heart moved.

Such delicious spicy soup seems to be very suitable for driving the soldiers out of cold. When you arrive in Jingbei, it may be more useful.

He wiped his mouth, resisted the urge to grab another bowl, and came to Zhen Miao.

Why don't the county lord eat a little

Zhen Miao glanced at the crowd who was snatching and smiled slightly: I eat very well on weekdays, so why bother snatching them?

Xiao Moyu's old face turned red when he said this.

He seemed to have had a lot of good food to eat, but he was the first to rush up just now.

Ahem, this is nothing, it's mainly because he is used to leading by example.

Since that day, the soldiers looked at Zhen Miao again and it was different.

In the past, there was a hint of indifference with respect, but now it was like a hungry wolf, emitting green light.

Zhen Miao even found that whenever it was dinner time, there were always people swaying beside her carriage, which made Qingdai feel nervous all the time.

Every day, a large group of people enjoyed the food. Zhen Miao was powerless and the supplies she brought could not withstand consumption. From a selfish point of view, some things that she could not eat in the north were specially prepared for her prince.

Only whenever they pass by the town, it becomes a happy festival for everyone, because the ingredients they bought are made of delicious food after a pair of skilled hands by the Lord of Jiaming.

In this way, the long journey that was originally difficult and difficult was not that long because of the delicious embellishment. After several days of travel, when the team finally arrived in Beibing City, it did not look like a tired army that had come from thousands of miles away. Instead, it made the people who greeted wonder whether the supplies brought were eaten by these red guys on the road.

Uncle, I really didn't expect that this time Xiao Wushang, who was leading the team, jumped off the horse and hugged Xiao Moyu excitedly.

The two of them are not very different in age. They are said to be uncles and nephews, but in fact they are similar to brothers. They have a good relationship since childhood.

Don't be big or small. Xiao Moyu frowned in disgust, but his eyes were filled with smiles.

Xiao Wushang's eyes turned, he immediately smiled, took Xiao Moyu's shoulder, and shook his eyes and said: Uncle, could it be that you found me a little aunt and brought it with me together.

Xiao Moyu's face changed drastically and he punched him: Don't keep your mouth shut without any obstruction

After he swung his fist, he ignored Xiao Wushu's screams, quickly turned his head and saw Zhen Miao get off the carriage, and his ears heat up.

Why are all the people around him so stupid? I really can't take this soldier?

The Lord of Jiaming probably didn't hear it

Zhen Miao came over and greeted with a smile: Prince Xiao. To be continued...

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