Song Ziling saw Zhao He before he reached the gate of the camp, "Second Young Master," Zhao He also saw him and waved to him.
"Brother Zhao He," Song Ziling ran over.
Zhao He handed the two oil paper bags he was carrying to Song Ziling, "Madam made some dried meat and asked me to deliver it to the young master."
The oil paper bag may not look big, but the contents inside are solid, including two kilograms of pork jerky and two kilograms of beef jerky.
"Mom has prepared delicious food for me!"
Song Ziling took it with both hands and couldn't wait to remove the rope that tied the oil paper bag.
Although he just returned home a few days ago and ate a lot of good food.
But the food in the military camp in the past few days had wiped out all the oil he had saved when he returned home, and now he was hungry for meat again.
Zhao He said: "Madam just made this yesterday. When she made it, the whole general's mansion could smell the fragrance, but it made us greedy."
He also ate some dried meat yesterday. It was really delicious, and it was so delicious that he had endless aftertaste.
Song Ziling opened the oil paper package and the aroma of braised meat spread out. What caught his eye was dark red beef jerky.
The soldier guarding the gate of the camp also smelled the fragrance, glanced towards Song Ziling, and swallowed.
Song Ziling picked up one and took a hard bite. He even pulled it before biting off the dried meat.
The braised aroma blends well with the flavor of the beef itself, creating a unique flavor. It tastes good and chewy, but it's a bit toothsome.
"It's delicious. Brother Zhao He, have you tried it?
[txt novel www.txtxs.info]Would you like something to eat?"
Song Ziling chewed beef jerky and handed the oil paper bag in front of Zhao He.
"No, I've eaten.
Madam said this dried meat can be stored for a long time, so there is no need to rush to finish it."
Although he wanted to eat it, the lady specially asked him to give this jerky to the young master. How could he be embarrassed to eat it? They always have meat in the house, but it is rare for the young master to eat it in this camp.
A bit fishy.
He has also stayed in the camp and knows what the food in the camp is like.
After staying in the camp for so many days, the young master became darker and thinner.
"After the things were delivered, I went back.
Master, if anything happens in the camp, find someone to send a message to the mansion."
"Okay," Song Ziling waved to Zhao He, watched Zhao He ride away, then turned and walked back to the camp.
Before he had taken two steps, he saw four soldiers guarding the entrance of the camp, staring at the dried meat in his hands.
"This is the dried meat sent to me by my family. Some of my brothers also want to try it."
Song Ziling’s generous sharing.
The four soldiers did not refuse, each took two pieces of dried meat and thanked Song Ziling.
Returning to the barracks, Song Ziling saw that everyone was taking a nap, so he thought that he would distribute some dried meat to the people in the barracks after nightfall.
"Hey! Did the young master bring something delicious to his house?"
Liu Feng smelled the fragrance and said strangely.
Liu Sanbang, who lives in the same village as Liu Feng, also said: "Give us some to try too!"
Song Ziling put the oil-paper package on the table, turned around and saw Liu Feng and said, "It's none of your business."
Then he looked at Liu Sanbang and said, "Why should I give it to you?"
He doesn't like Liu Feng's gang, and he knows they also don't like him. Why should he let someone who doesn't like him and doesn't like him eat the delicious jerky made by his mother? The person who takes a nap is
Liu Feng and Liu Sanbang were woken up by the sound of talking, and their faces didn't look very good.
"Liu Feng, Liu Sanbang, can you please stop talking when we are sleeping."
Jiang Nian said with an angry face.
"I'm sorry, Brother Jiang Nian, I disturbed you."
Although Jiang Nian didn't mention his name, Song Ziling still apologized.
Jiang Nian calmed down his anger, looked at Song Ziling and said, "I was woken up by the sound of Liu Feng and Liu Sanbang talking. It's none of your business."
"Why can't we talk in the barracks where we live?"
Liu Feng looked at Jiang Nian and said: "Obviously Song Ziling also spoke, but you said it was none of his business. A young master from the General's Mansion made you coward like this."
"After all, the young master is powerful, how dare Jiang Nian offend him!"
"That's right, you know, those of us who have no power or influence."
"What's this called?
This is called being soft and fearing the hard."
"So, are you saying that you are soft-footed shrimps?"