Song Liyun also knew that she had walked too many times and aroused suspicion, but Han Ming had already pulled a car to look for her.
"My boss!" There were two large baskets on Han Ming's car, containing bulging grain bags. He had obviously bought grain.
"Thank you for the store's kindness. My hired worker is here." Song Liyun mentioned the basket she had just loaded with thirty kilograms of white flour and walked out.
I have already made three trips to this store, packed another hundred kilograms of food into the space, and bought it somewhere else.
When Han Ming saw Song Liyun coming out with a basket, he thought she had just bought these things.
He hurriedly stepped forward to lift the basket into the car, and said without even catching his breath: "Master, I heard that there was really a fight."
When he was buying grain just now, he saw a merchant who had just come from Hecheng buying grain in large quantities. He asked the person carefully. Compared with the few words everyone guessed, this man naturally spoke more carefully.
What he said was: The war broke out in the Dilu Grassland, and several towns on the border began to be in chaos. Villagers who had a way out crowded into the local county towns.
He came here to buy grain because he was afraid that the Wu Dynasty border would be in chaos and he would not be able to buy grain if he wanted to.
The people of Yunzhou have long been experienced in avoiding intruders from the Di tribe. As soon as the Di tribe comes, they take their families to the county seat to hide. After the Di tribe leaves, they do what they should do.
The Zhenbei Army will drive the Di people out like sheep.
After hearing what Han Ming said, Song Liyun started shopping without hesitation.
When the war broke out, everyone else ran to the city, so she, a military householder, must have hid in the garrison.
Materials are more important than anything else.
Grains, oils, rice, noodles, tea, cloth and cotton, except for the silver building, she would go in and take a look around.
Even the rouge shop was not spared.
Likewise, buy a few boxes of scented bath powder and hand balm to be prepared.
This purchase took half a day, and the cart was fully loaded before it was brought back to the inn.
After the store sealed the car with tarpaulin, Song Liyun took Han Ming straight to the most famous Tianxiang in Qili County.
She only ate wontons on the street at noon and was busy shopping. Now she was so hungry that her chest pressed against her back.
When he was in Ruijin Town, Song Liyun heard most about Tianxiang Tower from Boss Mu, which contained delicious food, beauties and wine.
Song Liyun is not very interested in beauties and wine, but he must try delicious food.
Tianxiang Building is a two-story building. It is evening and it is full of guests.
Qili County is far away from the border. Rumors in the city and skyrocketing food prices have not affected the pastime of the wealthy.
At the beginning of the lanterns, the silk and bamboo were sweet, and the Tianxiang Tower hall was full of people. Song Liyun paid for a private room on the second floor. Without saying anything, he asked the waiter to bring the signature dishes first.
Tianxianglou's signature dish is grilled lamb chops, which are naturally expensive, costing one to two to five dollars per plate.
Not only do you have to pay upfront and then bake, it also takes time.
Song Liyun was not in a hurry and asked the waiter to feed him some food first.
During this period of time in the Song family, Han Ming has officially entered the state of servant, sitting at the bottom of the door by the door.
He would not object to any of Song Liyun's decisions, including sitting in Tianxiang Tower and eating grilled lamb chops.
At this time, there were many people in the hall, and they were all talking loudly while changing glasses.
As long as the door of the private room is open, the sound of words reaches Song Liyun's ears.
Taking advantage of this free time, Han Ming also told Song Liyun the news he heard outside.
"My boss, I heard someone said that the Dilu people started fighting inside, and many tribes ran away, causing many villages on the border to suffer."
Song Liyun rolled a peanut in his mouth and said lazily: "Didn't the Wu Dynasty have border troops? With them here, these tribes would fight back when they came over. How could the village suffer?"
After living in Ruijin Town for several months, she realized that the Di people in the grassland were not a country or a tribe, but small scattered groups.
It is common in the grassland to kill cattle and sheep for pasture.
Border troops were always stationed on the border of the Wu Dynasty to prevent those tribes from crossing the border indiscriminately.
Before Han Ming could speak, an excited voice not far away shouted: "We have the Zhenbei Army here, so we are not afraid at all.
The Henan side is the most unlucky. The sergeants of the Yingzi Battalion didn't care about the life and death of the people. They retreated when they encountered the Di people. They were the ones who sent those villages away." This is a well-informed person.
"Yes! Yes! I have also heard that the Dilu people are occupying the village now and many people have sneaked out. Alas! It's freezing cold and I didn't bring anything with me."
Immediately afterwards, some people were talking about how timid the Yingzi Battalion was and how brave the Zhenbei Army was.
But some people were dissatisfied: "If the Zhenbei Army was capable, why would the imperial court send the Wuwei Army to Yunzhou again?"
I heard from my godbrother’s cousin that the Wuwei Army guards the imperial city and is very capable at fighting.”
"Tsk!" These words caused a lot of ridicule, "It's so awesome that someone has been in the village for so long and hasn't been kicked out. The Zhenbei Army in the past kept chasing the Dilu people and didn't even dare to stop."
Some people were naturally dissatisfied: "Let me tell you! Those soldiers are all the same wine sacks and rice sacks. They treat the common people as wood and throw them away as they please."
If you don’t believe me, take a look, Ruijin Town is just because the Zhenbei Army was incompetent and caused trouble, and the town was ruined, so we just set up a guardhouse for Lao Shizi, it’s just free rice.”
As soon as these words came out, several people immediately started arguing again. Some spoke for the Zhenbei Army, while others scolded the Zhenbei Army for their incompetence.
However, no one can tell what exactly happened on the Dilu Grassland and why those tribes were running around in the winter.
After a round of people chatting around, Song Liyun's grilled lamb chops were served.
The roasted lamb chops at Tianxianglou are really good, golden in color and fragrant even before you eat them.
Song Liyun cut off a piece of meat with the knife sent by Tianxianglou, and bit into the crispy outer skin with his teeth. The meat inside was fresh and tender, chewy in the mouth, and the rich taste of cumin powder was even more mouth-watering.
Han Ming did not use a knife, but directly grabbed a piece of mutton chop and ate it confidently and without hesitation.
He volunteered to be a slave just for food.
The three brothers and sisters of the Song family wore old clothes and used a few old pieces of furniture. They never scrimped on food, and he ate to a full stomach every day.
Now when I go out, I go directly to Tianxiang Tower.
Being able to eat the roasted lamb chops from Tianxianglou makes me feel that being a slave is really worth it.
Seeing Song Liyun biting into the mutton chop and eating it slowly, Han Ming swallowed the mutton in his mouth and said, "How about it, boss? The barbecue at Tianxianglou is outstanding, especially the spices. This taste is unique to this place."
"Well, it's not bad." Song Liyun's compliment was sincere.
Although she had roasted rabbit meat in the mountains, she could only use some salt and chili powder, and no seasonings such as cumin and fennel were prepared.
Song Liyun thought it tasted good, so she asked Han Ming to go to the counter and tell him to grill another lamb chop and take it away when he left.
Two portions of lamb chops, plus other dishes, cost five taels of silver for one meal, which she could afford.
The door to the private room was pushed open.
The waiter from Tianxianglou came in and cupped his hands: "Sir, the lamb chops are gone. Can you replace them with roast chicken?"