When Yan Shiyue went back, he asked people to buy yellow rice and prepared to make stove sugar, which is the kind that country people eat during the New Year.
It is to soak the yellow rice thoroughly first, shade it, and let it germinate. In this weather, the buds will usually sprout quickly. When the buds grow to about half an inch, the sprouted millet will be ground with water, and the juice will be removed.
The crushed millet in water is the "enzyme" for making stove sugar.
Then cook a pot of yellow rice and let it dry for a while. When it is not too hot, add the "enzyme" you made before, stir evenly and let it "ferment", and the starch in the yellow rice will be converted into sugar.
Then take out the thin sugar and simmer it in a hot pan until it becomes a semi-dry paste. After taking it out, let it dry for a while. When it is no longer hot, you can roll it into strips or press it into a square shape, and then put the semi-dry sugar in it.
Put the stove sugar in a cool place to dry, wait for the stove sugar to solidify, cut into pieces, and you can eat it.
Moreover, Yan Shiyue placed a small red flower on each piece of candy, making her look very happy.
When they saw each other again, she asked Huo Qijing to take it back and treat his people to eat.
These people originally thought that Yan Shiyue was joking, but when they actually ate the candy, they became excited instantly. They haven't tasted sweetness in their mouths for a long time! Besides, this is a brother's wife who is treating her to some candy, so rounding up
, it’s almost like giving candy to your daughter-in-law!
You know, Huo Qijing's town has nearly five hundred people. If there is such a commotion, everyone will know about it.
Envy is definitely envy, but this is a military camp, a group of big-headed soldiers who are fearless... Are these people just jealous? The next day, someone came to the door to ask for sweets.
There are everything from generals to generals to ordinary soldiers.
Yan Shiyue had a big head, so he had to pay for it with his own money. Then he went to buy yellow rice, asked several people from the Bai family to help, and made sweets for everyone to eat.
These people were still not satisfied, and some said: "Why don't our candies have flowers?"
Others said: "Why aren't ours made by Empress Fu herself?"
People in Huo Qijing's town were very proud: "We are the Prince Consort's own family, what about you?"
Yan Shiyue: "..."
But such a fuss, invisibly, dissipated the atmosphere of defeat a lot.
As more than ten days passed, the atmosphere gradually became tense. No one knew when the other side would send troops again or when the superiors would prepare to attack again.
Yan Shiyue felt uncomfortable all over her body when she woke up early in the morning.
She held on for a long time, thinking that if things weren't going well in the afternoon, she would ask someone from Jishi Hall to come over and take a look.
Who would have thought that when I got up from a nap, I found that Guishui had arrived.
Her body is very thin, and she lost her health when she was young. It is only now that she has returned to Guishui for the first time.
Weibo quickly made her a Mother Chen belt... She didn't know that the menstrual belt was called Mother Chen until now. Then she lay in bed for a day and said it didn't hurt at all, but she felt uncomfortable all over.
In the evening, she drank a bowl of brown sugar and ginger tea and fell asleep again. She tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. She didn't call Weibo, so she got up and went to the back of the bed to take a rest, but she always felt that there was a slightly spicy smell in the air.
Yan Shiyue sniffed, then suddenly came back to her senses and shouted: "Jiahe!"
She shouted and rushed out. She didn't even have time to fasten her cloak, so she said: "Jiahe! Weibo!"
Ahe rushed over in a swish, "Master?"
Yan Shiyue said: "Go to the back quickly! Go to the warehouse to see the peppers!"
Jia He didn't have time to ask any more questions, so he hurried out, and then heard his roar, which cut through the night sky.
At the same time, in the military camp ahead.
Because of his clairvoyance, Yan Shiwei sent out several spies. They sneaked in quietly at night, and then hid in trees or other concealed places as close as possible. They waited until daytime and then used clairvoyance to observe the military camp at night.
Then sneak back quietly.
This job is extremely dangerous, because most of the areas outside are flat and there is no way to escape, so if you are discovered, you will die.
Fortunately, we have the magic weapon of clairvoyance, so we have made good progress in the past few days. We have drawn the opponent's troop strength and camp distribution map.
But just tonight, the spies came back with news that Darai was making alcohol over there!
In other words, the method of making alcohol has been leaked!
After all, it was wartime. Yan Shiyue had repeatedly emphasized confidentiality, and he had also issued death orders. Who leaked the news?
Yan Shiwei's face turned dark at that time: "Did you see clearly?"
"You can see clearly," the spy said, "I saw with my own eyes that they brought in wine, quicklime, and the same utensils as here."
Yan Shiwei remained silent.
Just then, someone hurried in: "General!"
Yan Shiwei said, "Say!"
The soldier knelt down and said: "Someone set fire to the place where the peppers are stored!"
"What!" Yan Shiwei's face changed, "Is Yue'er okay?"
"Your Highness is fine, the chili pepper has only burned a little."
Yan Shiwei stood up quickly, strode out, got on his horse, and rode back quickly.
Yan Shiyue was wrapped in a cloak, bending slightly in pain while holding a torch and looking around.
Yan Shiwei got off his horse and rushed over to catch her: "Yue'er, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Yan Shiyue said, "It's a pity that I didn't catch anyone."
When Yan Shiwei went in to take a look, he only saw the torches thrown in. Fortunately, the peppers were being shipped one after another and were being prepared for transportation to the army, so they were still in the car, otherwise a lot of them would have been burned.
Yan Shiwei said angrily: "What's going on?"
Yan Shiyue said briefly: "I got up at night and smelled something, so I asked Jiahe to go look. The fire had just started, but Jiahe didn't see anyone. He was in a hurry to put out the fire and didn't have time to look around.
"
Because Yan Shiyue's people had gone to the front to help, only Weibo, Jia and Jiaping were left with her. They were both there during the day, and when she went to bed at night, only one person was left to keep watch.
But there was a circle of soldiers outside and the guards were quite tight. No one expected that such a thing would happen.
Yan Shiwei sneered and said, "It seems that Xizuo sneaked in."
He thought about the "alcohol" that the spy had just mentioned, and directly ordered: "Bring over all the outsiders who have come to the village recently." Then he ordered others: "Bring over all the people who help make alcohol."
The soldiers took the order and left.
This is Yan Shiwei's territory. In less than a quarter of an hour, these people gathered in the open space in front. There were torches all around, making it as bright as day.
Yan Shiwei walked around in front of everyone, his eyes swept over them, his face darkened.
The outsiders who came recently, in addition to the craftsmen from Yue's workshop, were Wei Shen, and two others. They were all family members of soldiers, and they were all very scared.
Yan Shiwei didn't rush to ask them. He took a torch from the soldiers and walked to the front of the camp. He said coldly and word by word: "Who leaked the method of making alcohol?"
As he asked, the torch slowly swept across the faces of these people.
Lin Ruping, who was standing in front, had her eyelashes trembling.
The torch slowly passed over her face, lighting up almost everyone, and then suddenly moved back.
Yan Shiwei pushed the torch, and with a bang, Lin Ruping's hair was immediately burned.
Lin Ruping exclaimed, backed away suddenly, fell to the ground, and hurriedly put out the burned hair.
Yan Shiwei walked over slowly, with heavy footsteps, as if stepping on people's hearts. (To be continued)