Qingshan Village calmed down again, and Jiang Xingchen rarely found peace either. Apart from playing chess with the little girl, he also thought about continuing to fish.
Generally speaking, due to the large number of winter catches, a lake can only be caught once a year. If you catch multiple times, you will have nothing to do next year! But in that large wasteland, there are more than a dozen large and small lakes.
It is said that it serves two major restaurants, even if there are a few more, it will be no problem.
The old man was also honest. Everyone from the Jingtian mercenary group went to deliver fish, and no one played chess with him. Playing chess with Meier was no longer fun, but torture. Only then did his mind shift to eating.
Be polite and go out to look for wild pheasant eggs.
The hard work paid off. After searching for two days, the old man finally got back a nest of more than twenty wild pheasant eggs.
Rushing back to the Lord's Mansion excitedly, the old man kept asking Jiang Xingchen what he was going to do, but he always remembered Jiang Xingchen's words to satisfy him.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Xingchen just said "Let's talk tomorrow" and left with the wild pheasant eggs in his arms, leaving the old man standing there with the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitching.
In the room, Meier watched Jiang Xingchen busy around the heated kang and asked strangely: "Brother, what are you doing? Why are you spreading the cotton cloth... Just put the wild pheasant eggs in the kitchen..."
Jiang Xingchen laughed and replied: "Brother, find a warm place and see if we can hatch wild pheasant eggs!"
"Boy! Don't try it!" Before Mei'er could say anything, the old man walked in from the door, looked at Jiang Xingchen and said with a joking smile: "This method has been tried before. Except for Xinniao and Suying, others have tried it before."
Bird eggs cannot hatch at all... Hehe, I asked you why you are so anxious for me to find wild pheasant eggs. It turns out that it is for this. It is really whimsical. Do you think you are an orc, and you are still thinking about breeding!"
"Uh!" Jiang Xingchen really didn't expect that someone would actually try it, and his actions would be a slap in the face.
However, seeing the old man's joking smile, he grinned and snorted: "So what, if others can't hatch it, it doesn't mean that I can't hatch it..."
Halfway through his words, Jiang Xingchen suddenly felt that there was some ambiguity in his words and hurriedly shut up, but it was already too late.
First, Meier made a sound, covered her mouth, and shrugged her shoulders. Then the old man pointed at him and laughed: "You can hatch it, I believe you, hahahaha..."
The muscles on Jiang Xingchen's face were twitching, and he couldn't help but yell: "Old man, you are the chicken..."
Suddenly, the old man finally got his wish. Jiang Xingchen steamed the rice the night before, separated it from the bed and made a large bowl of egg fried rice.
Jiang Xingchen used to cook almost all pasta, and he also cooked rice for porridge, but this was the first time he steamed it. The old man looked at the golden color and fragrant egg fried rice, his eyes turned blue, he picked up his chopsticks and pounced on it.
"Smells, really smells! The rice grains are plump and chewy... It turns out that rice can be made in this way! No one has thought of such a simple method!" The old man had a mouthful of food, chewing hard while making vague comments.
Jiang Xingchen curled his lips speechlessly: "It's simple! If there is no push-pull bellows, the water cannot be opened widely, and it would be strange that the rice can be steamed!"
Mei'er also smiled happily and said with a bulging smile: "Brother, this is delicious! Can we prepare it tomorrow?"
"Yeah! Yeah! Yeah..." The old man nodded repeatedly. The egg fried rice looked simple, but the heat requirements were very strict and the heating was uneven. It would never be as golden and plump as Jiang Xingchen's.
"Don't think about it! The remaining ten eggs are reserved for hatching! Didn't you say that I can't hatch them? I will hatch them for you this time... If you want to eat them, old man, you can go find them again... Still laughing!
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When Jiang Xingchen spoke angrily, the old man and Mei'er couldn't hold it back, but they had their mouths full of rice and were afraid of spitting it out, so they suppressed their laughter until their whole bodies were shaking.
At this moment, there was a loud bang outside the door. Meier's smile immediately faded. She tried her best to swallow the food in her mouth and stood up happily: "My messenger bird is back!" She said and ran out.
After a while, Meier came back with a letter in her hand.
"Sister Hongxian's letter, show me!" Jiang Xingchen stretched out his hand.
"It's not for brother!" Mei'er handed the letter over and said, "It's for the old man!"
"To the old man!" Jiang Xingchen was a little surprised as to why Sister Hongxian was writing to the old man. But he didn't think much about it and just threw the white silk to the old man. The old man was still smiling.
What he didn't know was that the old man was not laughing at him for hatching eggs, but was feeling secretly happy. Needless to say, this was also Tang Chuxue's letter. This girl must have been shocked by the net of thirty thousand catties of fish.
However, why didn’t she send it to me directly? She also changed hands... Oh, it was sent from the First Legion station using a messenger bird. The speed was too slow. This girl must have used a speed eagle to send it to Hongyuan City first...
Hehe, it seems that this girl must have been very surprised, and she used Speed Eagle to deliver the letter. Is this to confirm it quickly? This time I will write down the fishing process...
The old man opened the white silk with a smile, but after just two glances, his expression suddenly darkened.
After a moment, the old man put the letter in his arms, stood up, and said seriously: "Jiang Xingchen, follow me quickly, and go to the Seventh Army Corps immediately. There is no food there, and you need to use winter fishing..."
After explaining it very quickly, the old man grabbed Jiang Xingchen and walked out. He didn't even bother to eat the remaining egg fried rice.
At this time, Jiang Xingchen was still confused and didn't understand what was going on. The Seventh Legion was short of food and was looking for someone to transport food. It had something to do with winter hunting.
Mei'er quit. She didn't understand anything else, but she understood that her brother was going to the battlefield. Three years ago, her uncle went to the battlefield and never came back.
"No! Old man, you can't take your brother to the battlefield. He doesn't know how to fight at all..." The little girl held on to the old man tightly.
"Hey!" The old man slapped his forehead, then remembered that he didn't explain clearly, and immediately told Mei'er that she was either going to the battlefield or going fishing to rescue her!
"Oh! That's it!" After hearing the old man's explanation, the little girl breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.
At this time, Jiang Xingchen finally figured out the cause and effect of the incident, and his face couldn't help but become bitter.
"Old man, it's not that I don't want to go. Our net has a large mesh and can't catch small fish! How many big fish can there be in a lake? It's enough to feed hundreds of thousands of soldiers... That lake we fished the day before yesterday,
It’s only once a year. If we catch more, next year…”
Before he finished speaking, the old man waved his hand to interrupt: "What kind of lake was that the day before yesterday? It's just a puddle of water! The place we went to this time is hundreds of miles away, and there are plenty of fish! Stop talking nonsense and leave quickly!"
"But how do you get the fishing stuff? The 400-meter net alone weighs more than a thousand kilograms. Plus the winch and the pole..."
"Except for the fishing nets, everything else is easy to get, so hurry up and leave!" The old man couldn't wait any longer and dragged Jiang Xingchen out of the room.
"I can't ride a horse..."
"Shut up, kid!" The old man's eyes were on fire.
"Brother! How careful you are..." Meier ran to the door and asked.
"Don't forget to take your medicine every day..." Jiang Xingchen also turned around and warned.
Next, Jiang Xingchen was only surprised, he finally realized the strength of the top master.
Four hundred meters of fishing nets were stacked in layers, and there was a big package, weighing more than a thousand kilograms. The old man actually held it up with one hand, and held Jiang Xingchen with the other hand.
As for riding a horse, it didn't matter at all. The old man just took him and ran away. Jiang Xingchen felt the wind in his ears, and the cold wind coming towards him made it difficult to open his eyes.
Now he really has no respect for the old man. In the past, when he defeated the killer, he jumped seven or eight meters high. Compared with the current situation, he was so weak. Carrying more than a thousand kilograms and running faster than a horse, it was simply
Not a human being.
"It looks like I really need to make a pair of red shorts for the old man. He can definitely fly when he straightens his arms and raises them above his head..."
When Jiang Xingchen was filled with random thoughts, in the tent of the 7th Army Corps that was besieging Pingjun City, Wu Tianfeng also changed his attitude and looked energetic.
"Jiang Xingchen, Jiang Xingchen again... In the severe winter, a net of 30,000 kilograms of big fish was caught... The Bibo Lake, which is forty miles away, has a radius of several hundred miles, and the fish caught are definitely enough to feed my army of hundreds of thousands...
...As long as the soldiers can eat enough and regain their energy, they can capture Pingjun City in just a few days!"
When Wu Tianfeng was thinking happily, a soldier entered the tent and reported: "Commander of the Army, there are only five days' worth of military rations left. Should we cut back more for each meal?"
"No need! Just keep it like this. The soldiers can't even walk anymore after the cuts are made!" Wu Tianfeng waved his hand.
"Yes!" When the soldiers saw the legion commander being so determined, he immediately responded and bowed down.
Wu Tianfeng stood up, opened the curtain and walked outside, looked up in the direction of Hongyuan City, and murmured: "Old man, hurry up..."
At the same time, at the Imperial Capital Military Headquarters, the Marshal looked at the white silk in his hand and laughed loudly: "This Marquis of Dingbei really doesn't suffer at all. Didn't our Military Headquarters just borrow Jiang Xingchen for a while? You just
Requesting that military rations be left in Hongyuan City..."
A subordinate below asked: "Marshal, how should we reply?"
"As long as he can help me capture Pingjun City, it doesn't matter if I leave the military rations to him!" The marshal stood up and loudly ordered: "Send a letter to the quartermaster immediately, and do everything according to Dingbei Hou's instructions!"
The subordinate was stunned for a moment, obviously he did not expect this result, even the military rations could be given away! But he immediately came to his senses, the marshal decided, then he must do it...
Half a day later, Zhao Danqing's mother, Dingbei Hou, and an elegant middle-aged man were sitting around the Dingbeihou Mansion in Hongyuan City.
"Master Marquis, did you really leave the army rations?" The other two people looked surprised and felt a little incredible that they could leave the army rations and there was still a big battle ahead.
"Haha! The marshal personally ordered it! Don't worry, it's no problem..." Dingbeihou confirmed, and then he chuckled sinisterly: "Those Hundan people who are driving up food prices, if I turn my hand, you will be in trouble, so much food will be destroyed.