The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 164 The joy of eating noodles cannot be replaced by meat.

The third day of the third month in the lunar calendar.

Rainy.

It's very cold outside.

The hearts of the people in the border town felt as warm as if they were soaking in a hot spring.

The atmosphere in the military camp was even more turbulent than boiling water.

It was not yet noon.

There was a group of teenagers who went to pick someone up dozens of miles away last night, running and shouting as they went through the city:

"They're back! They're back! Ang Ge and the others have brought the grain back."

"So much grain, countless grains!"

As soon as the boys started shouting, almost the entire city flocked to the south gate to watch the spectacle.

It was several times more lively than during the Chinese New Year.

Tian Jiu and his companions each brought two or three horses, and they rode them at breakneck speed all the way.

They transported 600,000 shi of grain from Pianguan before Gan Minglan and the others could.

Shanggu, Pingcheng, and Pianguan are all north of the Zhuohe River and were not affected by the floods. Last year's military fields all had a bumper harvest.

The border town wants to exchange 600,000 shi of grain, and the major border towns really do have it!
Otherwise, the eight hundred improved thunderbolts they brought wouldn't have been so effective.

Fortunately, all the hard work was worth it.

Even more fortunately, Pianguan is less than 800 li away from the border town.

Finally, the mission was successfully completed within the timeframe given by the General.

The moment Zhao Muyun saw Tian Jiu step into the hall, he couldn't help but stand up, grab his hand, and excitedly exclaimed:
"Good lad, good lad! I knew you were destined for great things! You did a great job this time!"

"We dare not disgrace the Marquis! None of the Marquis Ningyang's personal guards are cowards."

"You should be proud of yourself. The exchange of granaries between the five border regions is a precedent! However, if you can learn even a fraction of the scholar's wife's skills while carrying out this mission, I'll be even happier!"

"Hehe, what are you dreaming about, my lord! This blockhead of mine was given to me by my parents, I dare not be so clever."

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Zhao Muyun didn't expect these stubborn kids to become brilliant in just a few days.

I've always been in the habit of entrusting him with some key tasks because he's the most obedient and has the best execution ability.

Unexpectedly, he received help from the scholar's wife on two consecutive assignments, and the results were surprisingly good.

Should we praise his good luck? Or should we compliment him on his foolish good fortune?

Anyway, this time when I come back, I'm guaranteed to be a third-rank military officer.

Next.

Tian Jiu gave a detailed account of what they saw and heard on their way to Haijin Town and what they did after arriving there.

While giving the report, he also handed over several letters written to Zhao Muyun by the General.

Leaving aside the fact that the generals of these important border towns had established a certain relationship due to this exchange of granaries, they should also mention that they had established a certain relationship with each other.

This friendship will bring Zhao Muyun a great deal of convenience in the future.

For example, if the 600,000 shi of grain had returned a few days later, the 100,000 border troops would have eaten up all the sheep that froze to death last year and the carp in the Zhuohe River.

As you can see, the chief quartermaster was so anxious that he developed boils on his lips.

Upon seeing the cartloads of grain, he pounced on one of them, grabbing the top burlap sack and refusing to let go.

His hands were still fumbling outside the bag, and his nose was pressed against it, twitching incessantly.

"Wow, that's the smell of new wheat, the new wheat harvested last autumn!"

Having dealt with food for over two decades, the chief quartermaster has developed an amazing skill.

You can tell whether it's new grain or old grain, and even how many years it's been stored, just by smelling it.

It works even better than a dog's nose!
After inspecting dozens of vehicles, the chief quartermaster announced loudly, "Today, let the cooks prepare a meal of mutton noodles, lots of noodles and little meat! Lots of noodles and little meat!"

The border troops sent by the five chieftains to collect grain were overjoyed to hear this.

"If conditions allow, we'd like to eat a meal of plain noodles, without a single piece of mutton."

"You know what, the cooks in our Zhongwei camp like to stew carp and mutton in one pot, insisting that it's some kind of 'fish and mutton delicacy'! After eating it for twenty days in a row, the brothers all say that even their farts smell fishy! They're really tired of it!" "Tsk tsk, brother, won't you get beaten up if you say that? I'm different from you guys. I still think noodles with mutton bone broth are the best."

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A group of burly men from Northwest China spoke animatedly about the joy of eating noodles.

The gaze fixed intently on the bags of grain.

That afternoon, the millstone in the mill was spinning so fast it was almost smoking.

The cooks would stand guard outside the mill, taking away a vat of flour as soon as it was ground.

joke.

Want noodles that are chewy and delicious?

The kneading process cannot be omitted.

While the dough is resting, we need to cook several large pots of bone broth.

For the people of the border town who love noodles.

Even a single type of mutton noodles can be made into a variety of dishes.

For example, rolling a noodle into a long, thin shape.

For a thinner version, you can make mutton noodles.

The slightly thicker ones are made from mutton noodles.

Alternatively, you can change the method from kneading to pinching, pinching long and thin noodles into small square pieces about one centimeter in size, and you will have a bowl of mutton pinched noodles.

In short, by combining the shape of the noodles with different textures of the mutton, a variety of flavorful mutton noodles can be created.

As night fell.

The camp finally got to eat new noodles.

Zhao Muyun took a big slurp of the long-missed mutton noodles.

It's chewy and smooth, his favorite.

Everyone else was holding a huge bowl of noodles, as big as their heads, and they didn't care whether it was thick noodles, thin noodles, or hand-pulled noodles. They just slurped down a bowl first.

After the noodles were cooked, the bone broth was drunk up.

My body felt warm, and my stomach felt completely at ease.

They couldn't help but let out a satisfied sigh.
As the grain-transporting troops returned, details of the scholar's wife's plan to replace the granaries at the border began to circulate among the military families.

Courtyard No. 36 has once again seen a surge in visits.

Even the Gan family, who were new to the area, had many people who took the initiative to visit and establish a relationship with them.

Gan Hong was a real social butterfly; he got along incredibly well with the heads of these military households.

A few days later, they rented a courtyard in Anpingfang that was the same size as No. 36.

The three main rooms provided ample space for their family of four.

When Gan Hongzhen heard that his eldest grandson was going to learn how to slaughter pigs with his daughter this year, he volunteered to take on the job.

Fatty blinked his lychee-shaped eyes:
"Grandfather, I really want to learn from Mother. She's amazing at killing pigs and wolves!"

Gan Hongzhen laughed in anger:

"Grandson, if we're talking about seniority, I'm your grandmaster! And your mother's grandmaster is your master! Do you think your master is more powerful, or your master's master?"

This left Fatty completely confused.

The little guy thought for a moment.

Anyway, his mother won't be back for a few more days, so he can learn how to slaughter pigs from his maternal grandfather first, and then have his mother teach him how to kill wolves when she comes back.

He learned both skills!
Every meal at their house consists of rice or noodles, various kinds of lamb and bean sprouts, and delicious bone broth.

Fatty didn't dare to open his mouth when he thought about his father's cooking skills.

I'm afraid that the saliva in my mouth might leak out if I'm not careful.

Hehe, it would be great if his maternal grandfather could also teach him how to kill a sheep!

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He hasn't had enough of the Tan sheep from the border town yet!

(End of this chapter)