Farmer of Shu Han

The busyness of the Weishui River suddenly stops after it passes the intersection with the Wugong River.

Because this is the exit at the north end of Baoxie Road.

Countless supplies surged out from this exit.

Especially since this year, the number of people and materials from Shu through this export has increased several times or even ten times more than before.

Even though Baoxie Road has been continuously repaired, reinforced and expanded over the years, it is still overwhelmed by such heavy transportation.

Therefore, some supplies had to go through Qishan Road.

Fortunately, there is the Dahan Reserve Bureau, which can coordinate the movement of materials in various places in a timely manner.

For example, if the grain from Shu is to be transported to Guanzhong, in an emergency, Longyou can be asked to transport the grain to Guanzhong first.

Later, the Shu side will make up for Longyou within a certain period of time.

During the Shangdang battle a few years ago, the imperial court urgently mobilized Longyou's grain reserves, and then asked Shu to replenish a batch of grain for Longyou in the later stage.

If the situation is not urgent and there is enough time, then it will be better to coordinate - coordinate the complementary resources of various places.

This was the original intention of the Reserve Bureau when it was established - it was definitely not to make big money, but to make a little money by taking advantage of the information gap and time difference.

Do not believe?

If you don’t believe it, look at it, all the seats in the Reserve Bureau are sold out to people of all ages.

price?

what price?

That was the order of the minister, oh, it should be said that the former minister ordered Mr. Jiang to sell it.

What does it have to do with Feng Da Sima that the price of seats is too high?

At that time, Da Sima was leading the battle on the front line.

All the materials transferred from Hanzhong will be rested and sorted out in Xicheng before going back on the road.

So do people.

Even though the imperial court has repaired Baoxie Road over and over again over the years, even if future generations take long-distance trains and just sit and chat and sleep along the way, they still have to get off the train from time to time to get some fresh air.

Not to mention transporting things far away in this era.

Therefore, Yicheng, as the first stop at the exit of Baoxie Road, is even more densely populated than the east and west cities of Chang'an, and the supplies are piled up like mountains.

Along the Wei River, from Yicheng to Wuzhangyuan, many arbors and even guesthouses were erected for business travelers traveling between the north and the south to rest.

Compared with entering Yicheng, it is more cost-effective to rest in a pergola guesthouse on the edge of the Wei River - there are not so many things to pay when you go out to earn a living, so you can save whatever you can.

Those who are really particular about it have already taken the Ziwu Valley to Chang'an.

Isn't Ziwu Valley much closer than Baoxie Road?

Although Ziwu Valley cannot be used as a main channel for transporting supplies, if it is used as a pedestrian channel, there is still no problem.

Therefore, most of the people coming out of Baoxie Road are all kinds of people escorting and transporting materials.

Including large and small caravans traveling between Guanzhong and Shu.

The consumption level of these various pergolas on the edge of the Wei River is naturally more suitable for these migrant workers who are traveling for a living than those in Xicheng.

"Sir, why don't we take the Ziwu Road? Isn't it closer?"

On the east bank of Wugong Water, a half-grown man looked at the bustling restaurant in front of him and asked a man next to him with some doubts.

"Eat noodles!"

The man stared at the pergola, with an inexplicable smile on his lips, and replied:

"I heard that the pasta here is delicious, so I specially brought you here to try it."

As early as the time of Emperor Xiaowu of the Former Han Dynasty, the imperial court vigorously promoted wheat cultivation in Guanzhong, which has lasted nearly four hundred years.

Before the Prime Minister's Northern Expedition, Feng had already improved flour grinding tools and pasta making methods in Shu.

In the years since the Han Dynasty regained Guanzhong, it has been vigorously restoring production.

When Guanzhong, which was resuming production, met the noodles from Shu, they naturally hit it off.

Especially Xicheng, the largest intersection between Shu and Guanzhong.

The restaurants by Wugong Waterfront are faced with the porter coolies coming and going, so naturally they are not so particular.

Even the chef set up a stove directly in the pergola and cooked in front of the guests.

However, although the stove is a bit crude, the food tastes really good.

The chef puts the kneaded dough on the chopping board and presses it a few times. Then he twists off a small ball and pulls it in the air a few times. The dough turns into long and thick strips.

After a few more shakes, the strips will change from thick to thin.

Even though the cook is stout, he only has one good eye, and his blind eye is not covered, giving him a fierce look, but his hands are very flexible.

Thread the thinned strips back and forth a few times, and the noodles will take shape.

After a while, the noodles requested by the customer were ready and then thrown into the boiling water next to them.

Guessing that time was almost up, he scooped it up and put it into a large earthenware bowl, then scooped out another spoonful of unknown cooked meat.

Shake it, shake it again...

The guests standing nearby couldn't help shouting:

"What are you shaking? How old is the spoon? Can't you hold it? If you can't hold it, let me do it myself!"

The meat is actually not good meat, it’s basically just water.

But after the store’s secret recipe, it tastes really good.

The key is that there is a lot of salt in it.

People who do physical work have strong tastes, especially those who like heavy salt and heavy oil.

In addition, there is meat - the water is also meat!

Therefore, the business of this store is extremely booming.

Business is about being friendly and making money, but the chef's temper is as hot as the business in the store, and he is not polite to the guests at all. He rolled his eyes:

"Why are you shouting? When I took the knife to chop the thieves in front of the battle, my hand was very steady! Do you want to try it?"

The customer pointed at the bit of meat on the tip of the noodles and shivered with anger.

After all, I can be considered a regular customer of this store, but this cook is extremely stingy and doesn't give him any face.

But precisely because he is an old customer, he knows something about this store.

Not only the cook, but also everyone in the store from top to bottom, I heard, are all retired from the military.

When I first came to open a store, the emperor had not yet moved the capital. The Han Dynasty had just recovered Guanzhong. In addition to Chang'an, there was still some chaos in Guanzhong.

A local gangster wanted to show off his power and take advantage, but he was chased for several miles by someone in the store with a knife.

He reluctantly sent a few twisters to the government to receive rewards.

But one thing to say is that the people in this shop have strong hands and feet, and the food they cook is very strong.

If it were any other company that dared to treat its customers like this, its business would have declined long ago.

But if you don't come to this restaurant, there are many people who are willing to come - didn't you see the long queue outside?

The ingredients are solid, and the food in such a big bowl is piled high.

But the taste is unique.

It is truly something that guests both love and hate.

But I saw that the cook was not slow at all while he was teasing the guests, and piled a few thinly sliced ​​philodendron slices into the bowl.

The guest was heard shouting again:

"If you don't put too much meat, why don't you let people eat more of this vine?"

This time, the cook didn't say anything. He took a few more slices and threw them in, then sprinkled them with chopped green onion and coriander.

"You should also put more coriander."

The cook was so angry that he picked up a large handful of coriander and pressed it all into the bowl.

Finally, use a large spoon to scoop up the steaming soup prepared in advance and fill the big bowl full.

The guest was finally satisfied. Without the chef's instructions, he couldn't wait to reach out and pick up the big bowl, lowered his head and took a sip of hot soup.

With a look of satisfaction on his face, he turned around and walked towards his seat.

"Next, number fifty-six!"

The guests at the back of the queue who couldn't wait for a long time quickly handed over the wooden signs in their hands.

"Guest, I'm sorry, it's full. If you really want to be rewarded, please queue up at the back."

Seeing the man leading a group of people over and standing by the pergola handing out wooden signs to welcome guests, he quickly reminded them with a smile.

In this group of people, there were both men and women. Although their clothes were not classy, ​​they were still well-dressed, and they looked like they were from well-to-do families.

It doesn't look like someone who comes to eat at a place like this.

Especially the young woman next to the man, she looks good. Even if she doesn't speak, she still exudes a gentleness just standing there.

This kind of temperament cannot be cultivated by ordinary people.

Not to mention the man standing behind the young woman.

Although there was an impatient look on his face, the green clothes on his body had already said everything.

In the Han Dynasty, Qingyi was the symbol of scholars.

Coupled with the golden rising sun embroidered on the chest, it means that this person has been recognized by the highest university in the Han Dynasty.

I heard the man in green say in an impatient tone: "Sister, is there anything delicious in a place like this? Why not go to Xicheng."

The gentle young woman knew that her brother had always disliked A Lang, so she turned around and advised him gently:

"Your brother-in-law took a detour to come here. He certainly has his reasons. Please be patient."

The man in green groaned and could only shut up.

The man in the lead didn't seem to hear the conversation between the sisters and brothers. His group was stopped. Not only was he not angry, but the smile on his face became stronger.

He looked at the guest who stopped him with amusement:

"Mo Sanming?"

The guest was stunned.

Over the years, others have called him Mo Laosan.

The only people who could call him Mo Sanming were his colleagues in the army.

"What? Don't you recognize me?"

Mo Laosan's eyes widened and he stared blankly at the man in front of him. It wasn't until the man's face gradually overlapped with the deepest memory in his heart that he shouted in disbelief:

"Old Feng?"

The man smiled and said nothing.

"Is it really you? Lao Feng?"

Mo Laosan suddenly grabbed the man's arms and shouted excitedly.

The man finally burst out laughing and hugged Mo Laosan:

"Brother, can't you think of it?"

"Of course I can't think of it!"

After the two separated, Mo Laosan was still very excited and at the same time a little unbelievable:

"No, weren't you promoted? I heard that you still led the troops to guard the place."

As he said that, he looked behind the man and hesitated, "Why..."

The man chuckled, but didn't show any emotion.

He just patted the other party's arm hard:

“We’ll talk about this later when we have a chance.”

Then his eyes fell on the store, seeming to be looking for something.

Mo Laosan understood and quickly turned his head and shouted inside:

"Old Zhao, Lao He, Lao Wei, look who's coming?"

When they heard the call, both the cook and the shopkeeper looked up.

"It's Lao Feng!"

The cook who was making noodles for the guests was extremely generous for once in a century. He poured all the meat in the spoon into the big bowl without shaking it.

After a few clicks, he made the noodles and pushed them in front of the guests: "Here!"

He threw away the big spoon and ran out.

The customer in front held up the big bowl and looked at the meat in his bowl in disbelief.

The guests in the front took advantage, while the guests in the back looked at the empty stove and couldn't believe that the cook had just run away, and they shouted anxiously:

"Hey, it's my turn!"

"No time!"

The guest was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

This store, from top to bottom, is really difficult for his mother to take care of!

"I just stopped by to see everyone," Old Feng looked at the old guys in front of him and felt excited in his heart:

"Busy first, busy first, don't delay the business, I won't leave in a hurry, I will have time to catch up with everyone later."

He turned around and said, "I just want to bring your sister-in-law, nieces and nephews here to get acquainted with them."

Several people's eyes fell on the young woman beside Lao Feng.

They had long been curious about who this woman was.

After receiving Lao Feng's confirmation, these people quickly straightened their faces, and the cook even wiped his hands on his apron twice.

Then he bowed to the woman.

The woman did not suffer from stage fright, nor did she show any alienation from these vulgar men. Instead, she returned the gift with a smile on her face:

"I have long heard that Alang said that there are several brothers who are close to each other in life and death. When I see you today, you are indeed extraordinary in appearance."

The voice is nice and the words are even more beautiful.

It made some rough guys smile so much that their back teeth were exposed.

Lao Feng is so lucky!

This woman looked like she came from a wealthy family.

Coming from Shuzhong, his surname is Li again...

Tsk tsk!

Old Feng couldn't hide the proud smile on his face, and introduced his two sons and one daughter to them.

When they heard that the eldest son of the old Feng family was selected and recommended by a local school to study in Chang'an, several people wanted to stare out their eyes.

Marrying a lady from a wealthy family is certainly enviable, but it is nothing new.

What's more, even though a few people are out to open a wild shop, in fact, the wives and concubines at home are not too bad.

But if their children can go to Chang'an to study, they are truly envious.

Isn't this Old Feng's ancestral tomb emitting green smoke?

After introducing his family, it was finally the turn of his Kundi, the woman’s brother.

Under the watchful eye of his sister, the gentleman in green clothes had to bow to several people no matter how reluctant he was.

He may dislike his brother-in-law, but he absolutely obeys his sister.

"Ming, I have met a few... brothers."

These old guys have seen a lot of the world, so they naturally noticed Li Ming's twist.

But it didn't show on his face.

In my heart, I was even more certain of my previous guess.

They were all the first old men to follow Feng Junhou in his expeditions to the north and south. Who didn’t have a good housekeeper?

Where did these good girls come from?

If others don’t know, don’t you, the Nanxiang children, know it?

There is a reason why everyone is willing to die for the king.

However, Lao Feng's Kundi can actually wear Tsing Yi with a golden sun embroidered on it, which makes people a little more tolerant towards him.

A group of people came here to reminisce about old times, but the customers in the store finally became unhappy and began to make noises:

"Seller, can we still do this business?"

"Why are you so anxious? Your uncle is in a good mood today. Can you wait a while? There are people in the store who have already lined up. All food is free today!"

The tone is extremely bad, but the content is extremely comforting and makes people happy all of a sudden.

The store owner has said so, so it’s natural for the customer to say nothing more. Guests do as the host does, and guests do as the host does.

In fact, it’s worth waiting a little longer for such delicious food, right?

Li Ming, on the other hand, finally showed a slight look of surprise on his face when he heard this.

Although this shop doesn't have much space, if there are so many customers, if they are all exempted, it will be a big expense.

On the surface, this store doesn't look amazing, even a little rude, but I didn't expect it to be so heroic.

"Come on, Lao Feng, let's go to the back hall to talk. Lao Wei, show your true skills and make some food for your sister-in-law and nephews."

After saying that, he said to the woman, "Sister-in-law, you may not think that we are popular here, but our skill in cooking spoons has its origin."

"You will know after you eat it. To be honest, the taste is probably better than those restaurants in the city."

Then he shouted to the back of the one-eyed cook:

"Take out the tendon meat from the back hall and don't use the offal meat."

"Know."

When the group of people arrived at the back hall, the woman looked worried:

"Will it affect the business of several brothers?"

There are so many people out there who just want to waive the fee. I don’t know how much money they will lose.

When my sister-in-law said this, she really regarded them as her own family. The shopkeeper burst out laughing:

"It's okay. This store wasn't originally intended to make money. It was just to give the brothers who passed by the club a place to rest and eat."

"All kinds of expenses in this store are purchased from the club. They are much cheaper than those outside. You won't lose much money."

Although over the years, with the spread of the technology of raising poultry and livestock in captivity, meat supply production has increased significantly.

But it is not easy for a roadside store like this to have a stable supply of flour and meat.

Even if the store uses only various types of livestock and poultry offal, it still has to be relevant.

In just a few words, the woman could tell that these brothers of Alang were not simple people.

However, thinking of the ubiquitous tentacles of behemoths such as the Xinghan Society, she suddenly realized that Alang's purpose of taking a detour this time might not be simple either.