Song Huiyue took out the fire folder, found the oil pot, poured tung oil into the lamp bowl, lit the cotton thread, and the room finally lit up.
Yinxiao didn't say anything, and was busy again and again. He first moved the brazier outside the house, burned it with sawdust, waited for the smoke from the sawdust to dissipate, then moved it back under the Eight Immortals table, and then wiped away the floating ashes on the table. Li Jun took advantage of every opportunity to put it.
A handful of fried melon seeds, fried peanuts and a plate of persimmons were placed on the table.
Yin Xiao then moved the things from the two carts into the house and stacked them neatly along the wall. He saw a bag of cooked winter bamboo shoots and took them out one by one and stood them on the wall.
"These bamboo shoots are good. I'm hungry. I'm going to find Hu Dangtou." Li Jun opened the lid of the teapot and found that there was no drop of water inside. He could only go out to scoop out water, put the teapot on the brazier, and scooped it out from the jar.
A pot of rice wine, boil it when the water is ready.
Song Huiyue took the bamboo shoots and peeled off her coat: "He doesn't know how to do this, I will do it."
Li Jun quickly held her down: "You just came back, how can I let you do it? These sesame cakes are not bad. I took them to bake them together. Yu Tongye also gave me a pot of pig head meat, which is very fast."
He was afraid that Song Huiyue would follow him out, so he hurried out.
Song Huiyue had no choice but to unpack the gifts from the Wan family. The first box contained a folding fan, which could not be eaten or drank. There were no literati in the military camp who liked elegance, so it was a useless thing.
"For Li Jun." She put it aside.
Yinxiao turned on the light and saw her clearly.
Song Huiyue lowered her head, she was no longer thin, and her complexion was almost the same as when she left, which showed that the Wan family had not treated her badly.
Song Huiyue noticed his gaze, raised her head and glanced at him, and suddenly said: "I'm going back to Kyoto. I'll eat well and drink well. I'll be fine."
Yin Xiao nodded, neither saying that he believed it nor that he didn't believe it. He lowered his head and added: "This year is colder than last year."
Song Huiyue looked at his drooped head: "Why are you crying?"
Yin Xiao wiped her eyes with her palm: "I miss you."
Song Huiyue sighed, stood up and walked to him, stretched out her hands to hug his shoulders, held him in her arms, and hugged him quietly.
The warm moment passed quickly, and she sat back again: "I am also thinking about you outside. Have you made any military achievements in the Forbidden Army?"
Yin Xiao nodded and recounted his achievements in killing the enemy in a simple and simple manner.
In the midst of his boring statement, Li Jun stood at the door carrying a heavy food box, pushing the door open with his elbow, and then kicked the door shut after entering.
It was really cold. He ran quickly and was shivering all over. His hands were as red as carrots. He placed the food box on the table with a bang and quickly put his hands under the table.
The firelight created a lively atmosphere, and the aroma of wine and meat filled the house. The house, which had been deserted for nearly a month, finally became warm.
After the three of them had eaten and drank enough, they all yawned, went back to the house, got under the quilt, and had a solid sleep.
In order for Song Huiyue to come back, Li Jun and Yin Xiao both took a day off - it was freezing and snowy, and the Liao and Xia countries were even more miserable. There was no need to go out and ask for trouble.
As for the training, the soldiers of the Forbidden Army were relieved when Yin Xiao was not around.
Song Huiyue slept until three o'clock in the morning. She opened the door and saw that the snow outside had finally stopped. Yinxiao brought hot water for her to wash up. Li Jun put his hands on his hips and shouted at her to hurry up, and asked her if she wanted jealous ginger.
The noodles are mutton soup noodles. He asked Hu Dangtou to make them last night. Hu Dangtou stretched out the noodles early this morning, boiled the mutton soup, and delivered them in person. The two fat breasts swayed spectacularly along the way, and he was very fat again.
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The soup is fresh, the noodles are chewy, and it's topped with a layer of lamb chops.
Li Jun picked out a bowl for Song Huiyue, took out a large bowl for himself, and finally pushed the bowl of soup to Yin Xiao. He also placed the baked sesame sesame cakes from the fire beside the fire, and cut the cakes into pieces.
Plate, serve with a plate of radish and bream, and a bowl of vinegar and ginger.
The three of them immersed themselves in eating noodles. Song Huiyue finished the noodles, drank the soup, and ate a sesame seed cake. She put down her chopsticks and leaned back comfortably with her belly in her arms.
Li Jun held the sesame biscuits with one hand and brought it to his mouth, while using his other hand to catch the sesame seeds and crumbs that fell down. After finishing the sesame biscuits in a few mouthfuls, he opened his mouth again and poured in all the dregs in the palm of his hand.
"The market has been renovated."
He talked and ate at the same time without any delay.
Just a few days after Song Huiyue left, there was a four-day heavy snowstorm in Dingzhou. The market was half crushed, and all the merchants inside, including Tian Jiguang and others, were trapped inside.
It was pitch black in the wilderness, and the area that could be seen was less than three steps away. The people sent by He Jianghuai were unable to move forward and were unable to rescue him.
Fortunately, Tian Jiguang is a hard-working man. He built a straw shed behind the grazing field and dried sweet potatoes, vegetable leaves, and radishes in it. After drying, he stored them in the cellar hidden from the officers and soldiers, so that the boys here could eat them in the winter.
The merchants were better off, and the merchants survived for four days relying on these dried vegetables and charcoal.
It's just that the construction site was completely damaged, so He Jianghuai hurriedly built it before Zhang Guifei's birthday.
Song Huiyue nodded: "It should be repaired."
"Go and have a look." Li Jun puffed out his cheeks and chewed the steamed cake with all his strength.
Song Huiyue was not here. While he was worried that Song Huiyue would die outside, he kept an eye on Yinxiao to prevent him from running to Kyoto. He was also distracted by the discussion. Although his body was not busy, his mind was tired to death.
My appetite is not as strong as before.
Finally, Song Huiyue came back. As if to compensate himself, he opened his belly to eat.
Song Huiyue did not go to the market immediately. Yinxiao followed her by the fire, eating or drinking. Li Jun went out to socialize, as if he were hunting, and from time to time he would bring back crispy meat and pancakes.
It was a quiet and peaceful day.
In the evening, Song Huiyue cheered up like an owl, took Yinxiao and Li Jun, and went to the market to become the boss.
The market was very lively, and the merchants who had been trapped for four days all formed lifelong friendships.
When Song Huiyue got closer, she saw that the forecourt was still being renovated as it was before - the abandoned forecourt could not be changed, and it even had to be deliberately made to look abandoned. It was just reinforced.
A little light flowed out from inside, and Tian Jiguang walked back and forth at the door with a knife, not wanting to go in.
The merchants were bragging, as if those four days were difficult, and everyone was calm and smart in the face of danger.
In fact, only half of the house collapsed, and there were two hundred kilograms of charcoal stored, not to mention dried meat and vegetables, which was enough for them to survive for ten days and a half.
After four days, the businessman who was most seriously injured recovered.
He lazily listened to the messy words inside, and moved his arms and legs in a boring way. He noticed someone coming in front of him, and quickly raised his head to look. He saw the leader was tightly wrapped in a gray hooded cloak, and two figures were reflected in the snow light.
With her big eyes, she looks like Song Huiyue, who has not been seen for a long time.
Tian Jiguang was stunned for a moment. He did not expect that Song Huiyue would suddenly appear and stared at her blankly.
Song Huiyue also saw him, with a smile on her face. She walked up quickly and patted Tian Jiguang's arm: "I heard that you have made great achievements. Well done."