Soft and crispy waist

As the plate was opened, rushing hot steam with a rich aroma spread out, the noodles inside were completely soaked, and the dried vegetables returned to their original moist size. The green, red, yellow and green vegetables piled together made people's mouths water at the sight.

Qin Yang picked up the chopsticks, stirred it twice and put it into his mouth.

One bite and stars will appear in your eyes!

Although the noodles were not completely softened and still had a hard core in the middle, they were cooked and did not feel hard or unpalatable. Paired with vegetables and dried meat, it was the most delicious thing he had ever tasted. The soup was also warm and delicious.

Just this one bowl contains noodles, vegetables and meat. They are prepared in advance. When you arrive at the front line, you don’t even have to go back to the tent. Wherever the battle is, you can take out the food, boil some water, and eat it in a moment. It saves time and is easy to transport.

Gu Yizi is really lucky. This guy in the mansion is really a lucky star.

but……

Qin Yang wrote a letter, sealed it with wax and asked Yang Xun to take it back.

In order to avoid being discovered, Yang Xun slept at home for one night and returned to the Duke's Mansion the next day. The letter did not reach Xia Zheng's hands until around noon.

When I opened the letter, the first thing I found was good news.

The instant noodles were a success and met Qin Yang's expectations.

The bad news comes next.

The first thing was how to prepare enough food in bulk for an army of 100,000 in advance. It couldn't be done in Kyoto because it would be too easy to be discovered.

The second is that the imperial court cannot spend money to purchase military rations, which means that they need to prepare it at their own expense, and neither the Qin family nor the Duke's Mansion can help.

Although Qin Yang said that he would go back to the front line as soon as possible to discuss the matter, it would take too long to go back and forth. Moreover, Gu Yizi was being closely watched in the current situation. Even if he had the ability to solve the problem, it would not be easy for him to free up his hands. He might be caught by others as soon as he took action.

Xia Zheng does have a place.

The food shop in Hecheng was a lucky accident. Yang Zhi was a good cook, and if he could find some other chefs to help him, no one would notice the restaurant even though it was located in a remote area.

As for silver.

Xia Zheng didn't, but she remembered that smart little girl.

So he wrote a letter and asked Mrs. Yang to send it to Tuan'er along with the winter clothes.

……

Qingya Girls' School, a row of small-sized rooms.

"Cough cough cough."

Tuan'er couldn't help coughing and immediately took a cup of tea to suppress it.

Unexpectedly, someone grabbed his hand. When he looked up, he found that Luo Qing had returned to the house.

He reached out and took the cold tea from her hand, replaced it with a hot cup and handed it to her, saying, "It's okay to delay your studies for two days. The teacher told you to recover from your illness first. Why are you making things difficult for yourself?"

Tuan'er drank the tea and did not respond to Luo Qing. He continued to read his book.

Her body was still too weak. Even though she changed her clothes and wiped herself clean immediately after being caught in the rain that day, she still got a fever after being punished with twenty strokes of the ruler.

In a daze, she dreamed of her sister, who hugged her, gently wiped the sweat from her forehead, and coaxed her to sleep. But when she woke up, it was Luo Qing who appeared in front of her.

When she was sick, Luo Qing volunteered to move into the same room with her and take care of her.

Luo Qing had indeed taken good care of her these past few days, but she also knew that she would not come to him without a reason.

"You're not talking again." Luo Qing helplessly sat on the stool next to him, holding his chin and looking at Tuan'er who was concentrating on studying, and asked: "Why are you studying so hard? Is it your sister?"

Tuan'er still didn't answer.

She didn't need to tell anyone who had nothing to do with her.

But Luo Qing was thick-skinned. Even after being rejected, he didn't give up. Instead, he moved the stool closer and said, "You don't have to be so cold to me. I said I have no ill intentions. I have my own purposes, but that doesn't prevent us from being friends. We can have common interests, and your sister can also use me. As long as you..."

"My sister is dead."

Another sentence to kill me.

Luo Qing had to admit that Xia Tuaner was a tough nut to crack.

Even though she came back yesterday and said that she had seen Xia Zheng, she still insisted that her sister was dead and refused to admit anything else.

Luo Qing was very troubled. The current situation of the Luo family could not be delayed any longer. If no breakthrough was found after this year, they would have no choice but to take the worst path.

She felt that that was not the way to go.

"Xia Tuan'er, your stepmother has sent you winter clothes." A woman standing outside the door holding a bundle shouted.

Putting down the pen in his hand, Tuan'er pulled his coat, walked out quickly, took the bundle from the old woman, and said thank you.

He returned to the room, walked straight into his bed and lowered the curtains.

Luo Qing curled his lips, thinking about his own troubles.

When I opened the bundle, I knew it was not made by Mrs. Yang as soon as I saw the stitches on the winter clothes. The fabric was also very soft, like satin, and the cotton inside was fluffy and thick, and it was new cotton.

Her sister made it for her!

A smile that had not appeared on Tuan'er's face for a while appeared on his face. He touched his inner pocket and found a letter.

Open the envelope and take out the letter.

Even though the handwriting was beautiful and completely different from her sister's previous handwriting, Tuan'er still recognized it as Xia Zheng's handwriting at a glance.

My sister can not only make clothes, but also write so many words.

awesome.

While feeling happy, Tuan'er looked at the words carefully, but his expression gradually became gloomy.

She didn't believe a single word Luo Qing said yesterday, and she didn't want to believe it.

Even though everyone kept it a secret, she never asked. But from the conversations among the Yang family and her previous observations, she guessed that her sister had probably gone to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, and even her identity had changed a lot.

She would rather be the wife of a poor man than the concubine of a rich man. She didn't want her sister to be someone who had to bow down and be bound by constraints all her life. So when Luo Qing said that the lady was pregnant, she didn't want to hear a word.

But now, I have to accept the fact.

My sister became the concubine of the prince of Zhenguo and was pregnant with his child.

But that irresponsible man's life and death are now uncertain, and he still wants his sister to make plans for him. What a bastard!

Thinking about her sister's difficulties, Tuan'er finally suppressed her anger for the time being, lifted the curtain, walked towards Luo Qing who was lost in thought and asked: "Can you make the decision in your family?"

Luo Qing was stunned for a moment before he realized what was happening. He saw Tuan'er holding a letter in her hand and excitedly looked up and asked, "Did your sister write to you?"

"I just ask if you can make the decision?"

"It depends on what the matter is. You should at least let me know some information."

"It will cost one million taels of silver."

One million taels!

Luo Qing didn't expect that he would ask for so much.

Xia Zheng was a concubine who stayed in the Duke's Mansion all year round and had no use for large sums of money at all.

Something that could cost a million taels of silver...

Realizing something, Luo Qing widened his eyes.

This is a matter of putting your head on your belt!

"I can decide!"

Crisis is also an opportunity!

"Within five days, deliver the silver to these places." Tuan'er wrote down the places he saw in the letter on a piece of paper and handed it to Luo Qing.

Luo Qing carefully put it away, then immediately stood up and went out. As he walked out of the door, he thought of something, turned around and said with a bright smile: "Xia Tuan'er, now you have to be friends with me even if you don't want to."