After Xie Hong put down his harsh words, he left with his face covering his face.

A San picked up the iron pot in disappointment, "Cheer Yan, what should we do now?"

Yan Ruomeng stared at the direction where Xie Hong left without looking sideways, took the iron pot in A San's hand, and after confirming that the iron pot was intact, her thoughts had a new direction.

"Since the pot is not broken, let's continue boiling water."

"Ah?" Asan thought he had heard it wrong, "He is too bullying, let's just let it go?"

Jinnuo had already taken out a pot of clean water to stop A San's question, "The master will decide, let's boil the water."

"I don't mean that." Asan showed a constipated expression, nodded his mouth, and pointed to the soldier who had just watched the show, "I mean, then we won't do business in the future?"

These days, A San has paid a lot of dividends for Yan Ruomeng, but he is still thinking about his extra money.

"Okay, I know you are a motivated person, but this business is not something you have to do today. Let's take a few days off."

Yan Ruomeng patted the ash on the bottom of the pot when she was holding the pot in her hand, and went to check the small earthblock he made.

Ah San was even more confused and pointed to the tent and asked, "But you have a lot of friends today."

"It doesn't matter, time will resolve." Yan Ruomeng's words were short and powerful.

Later, I directly proved that this is indeed a problem that time can solve.

After the small dumplings were dried, Yan Ruomeng took out the kneaded noodles, pulled them into small doughs, kneaded them into cakes, placed them on oil paper and sent them into the small dumplings to bake.

While waiting, the raw water was boiled. Yan Ruomeng poured the boiled water into the kettle, packed the iron pot, and told Jin Nuo to do something.

When A San saw the two of them avoiding him, he felt unhappy.

Therefore, when Yan Ruomeng came back, he saw A San who was so angry that he was as angry as a bun.

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy if you don't make money?"

Ah San lowered his head, looking frustrated like an angry young wife, "Cook Yan, I feel like you are isolating me. You allocate tasks to Jinnuo alone, not to me."

"Puchi, just for this little thing?" Yan Ruomeng didn't know when a secret guard was so sensitive.

Unexpectedly, A San felt even more aggrieved when he heard her jokes. Yan Ruomeng was afraid that she would not be able to tell any reason, so the child would be angry to death, so he hurriedly told the truth.

"Don't think too much. You are your Highness's person. Jinnuo has already assigned me. Of course, I am more comfortable with him. And if I use him, I don't need to give him extra monthly money. What do you think?"

A San suddenly realized, "So you are paying me these days to see me?"

Yan Ruomeng was stunned. She suddenly felt that she shouldn't explain. The secret guard was too sensitive. What should I do? Wait online, and I'm anxious.

"I understand, then I'll go to the master and ask him to transfer me to you as a secret guard during this period."

Seeing that Ah San was about to find Tang Yuchuan, Yan Ruomeng hurriedly grabbed him, "This is really not the case. Anyway, I've made money. Isn't that the fruit of your labor?"

After being wandered around by Yan Ruomeng for a few words, A San's brain temporarily shorted.

Under the yellow sand, a burnt smell came, and Asan sucked his nose, "What's the matter?"

Yan Ruomeng shouted as if she was electrocuted and ran towards the small earthbowl, "My bun!"

The rescue was quite timely, but the stove of steamed buns was still burnt. Yan Ruomeng decided to destroy the plan of eliminating too much steamed buns, and A San got a new task as he wished.

That day, it was said that most soldiers ate the supper with a mushy smell, and the burnt smell in their mouths was not cleaned for three days.

But these are all later stories.

After digging out the baked buns, Yan Ruomeng sighed and cleared the fire covered with the beef. First, he used the branches to spread the loess to expose the oil paper, and then used a knife to clear the oil paper, and the aroma of cooked beef immediately poured out.

Yan Ruomeng finally showed satisfaction, "Fortunately, this did not fail."

A San followed, his eyes were so enchanted by the taste of the cooked beef that he couldn't even open. "Cheer Yan, what are we eating today? Beef is just a cake?"

"No, we'll eat Roujiamo today."

Yan Ruomeng specially selected a piece of beef with fat and thinness. This way, the beef roasted with sand also locked in the moisture of the meat itself. If you put such meat into the steamed bun, the inner layer of the steamed bun will be soaked in juice, and the outside will be crispy and tender on the inside.

Adding the tender beef, it feels so comfortable.

After biting this bite, Yan Ruomeng felt that this trip to the northern border was worth it.

I'm afraid I can't eat this feeling in the capital.

After A San quickly used up, he packed the ones he brought to Tang Yuchuan into the military camp, and also brought most of the burnt buns with him.

That night when Xie Hong was having dinner with several of his followers, he could taste the burnt smell in almost every bite.

The number one follower couldn't swallow it when he was taking the third bite. "Deputy General, Huo Tou Jun's rice is burnt."

Xie Hong swallowed the battered rice in his mouth toughly, "What is this place? Some of them are good to eat, and even if they are battered, they have to be given to me."

Although Xie Hong was not very good, he was able to endure hardships. After saying that, he forced himself to speak.

The remaining few dog legs looked at each other, as if they were unwilling to accept it.

"Deputy General, why don't you let Your Highness's general manager continue to sell food. In this way, if the Huo Tou Army's rice is paste, we can also eat something good."

"It doesn't matter to our brothers, but you are the deputy general, how can you suffer such a grievance?"

Xie Hong was really attracted by the saying that he had cooperated properly.

The action of stewing rice stopped, but when he thought of him as a deputy general who had been on the battlefield and was going to serve a prince who took a woman to the battle, he felt that he couldn't swallow his breath.

"Whoever dares to say such things again, get out of the camp." Xie Hong scolded angrily, and the camp suddenly became quiet.

Several followers dared not say a word again.

But Xie Hong didn't know that the disaster that belonged to him was just the beginning.

After nightfall, when he was lying on the bed in a daze, he suddenly felt a chill in his neck. When he reached out and touched, it was something like a hemp rope.

Who? He threw the hemp rope on him so boldly?

No, how could the hemp rope be cold? It has scales to feel and it can move??

Xie Hong woke up instantly, turned over and sat up. With the moonlight, he could see clearly that there was a hemp rope in his hand, and it was clearly a snake.

Xie Hong shook his hand and threw the snake to the ground. The movement woke up several followers in the same camp.

The follower got up in a daze and was frightened by the things on the ground.

"There are long insects, long insects!"

With a "swish!", the long sword flashed with a cold light, and the snake was cut in half.

Xie Hong took back the long sword and glared at the squeaker who had just screamed.

"If you have no prospects, wouldn't it be fine if you cut it?"

After this little episode, Xie Hong couldn't sleep well that night, and the next day he appeared in front of everyone with a dark circle.
Chapter completed!