The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 208 Blind Guessing
Gan Hongzhen is most skilled at dealing with people from all walks of life.

Back when I was in Leyuan County, I had friends from all walks of life, and I could even be mentioned in front of the county magistrate.

After arriving in the border town, his network of connections continued to expand along with his daughter's abilities.

The first pot of mutton soup of the day is ready.

He had instructed his eldest son well in advance to send a copy to the residences of General Zhao, Deputy General Xiong, Lieutenant General Tian, ​​and more than a dozen guerrilla generals.

A large jar, filled with plenty of mutton and offal, enough for a family's meal.

I'm not trying to curry favor with anyone; I just want to ask you all to take a look and give me your opinions.

Who could resist this pot of mutton soup that's been all the rage in the city?

The residence of Yuan Canjiang, a third-rank military officer.

Aunt Lü got up early in the morning, looked at the bruises on her body from the previous night, and skillfully reached into the cabinet on the kang (heated brick bed).

We always keep wound medicine on hand; we've already used several bottles.

It will dissipate after applying a thick layer for two days.

In order to avoid serving so many men in the boudoir, in order to live a life of luxury with servants at her beck and call, and for the sake of her two children.

Aunt Lü is really going all out!
Under the secret plot of Chen Qianfu and Zuo Wenxuan, she unintentionally encountered Yuan Canjiang on her first day in the Red Tent.

After a winter of nurturing, her healthy complexion was enhanced by the peach blossom makeup.

Yuan Cangjie's gaze lasts a lifetime.

After being served by Lady Lü three times in a row, Yuan Can took her from the red tent back to the mansion after she stubbornly declared that she would never serve another man again in this life.

For General Yu Yuan, having one more concubine was not a big deal.

A former noblewoman, she was unapproachable before going to bed with him, but after going to bed with him, she had many novel ways of serving him and could tolerate some of his fetishes.

Yuan Canjiang was indeed captivated by her for a moment.

Love the house and the bird.

Aunt Lü was allowed to bring her two children to the mansion and to receive the same education as the illegitimate children of the General's Mansion.

Even Zuo Wenxuan has now become Chen Qianfu's right-hand man, freed from the arduous and exhausting work of exiled prisoners.

The family had moved out of No. 36 courtyard long ago.
In front of the dining table.

The maidservant serving Lady Lü presented her with a bowl of steaming hot mutton soup as if it were a precious treasure.

Unexpectedly, the most favored concubine in the military commander's mansion, Aunt Lü, waved her hand dismissively upon hearing it was mutton soup:
"I don't want to eat such meat so early in the morning."

"Auntie, this is a delicious and savory mutton soup! The General drank three big bowls of it and praised it highly. He specially instructed me to save it for you."

Upon hearing the word "sweet and delicious," Madam Lü's appetite waned even more: "Take it away! Take it as a treat!"

The maid's eyes lit up with immense joy: "Thank you, Auntie! You are so kind to me! I grew up in the border town and haven't smelled such sweet mutton soup in the past sixteen years. I heard it costs a hundred coins a bowl."

The little girl's monthly allowance was only enough to buy five bowls of mutton soup. How could she not be happy with such a reward?

"His family sells for such a high price, which ordinary military household has that kind of spare money? They just know how to rip off those suckers who want to curry favor with that woman!"

The little girl noticed that her master seemed to dislike Gan Weixian, especially when he mentioned Captain Gan, his expression turned somewhat ferocious.

She didn't understand the grudge between the two, but whispered something that hurt her new master even more.

"But, but the general sent his steward early this morning to support Ganweixian, but the steward returned and said that they slaughtered six sheep today, and they sold out in less than an hour."

Lady Lü: "." Gan Minglan's contributions during the Tatar attack, as well as the recent commotion caused by the Gan family opening a restaurant, have stung the eyes of many.

According to Zuo Wenkang's recollection a few days ago:

"On the night we fought the Tatars, not long after we arrived at the battlefield, I was attacked in the back by enemy hidden weapons. Several major acupoints were sealed, which made it difficult for me to react in time, so I stood there stupidly and was slashed several times by the Tatars' scimitars."

I went to war alongside the men of the Zuo clan. My dear wife, I can't understand who would try to sabotage me! With me here, their lives are much easier than those of the exiled prisoners who arrived earlier.”

"If you were killed by the Tatars, who would benefit the most?"

Following his wife's train of thought, Zuo Wenkang brought out the men of the Zuo clan and pondered their ideas:
“I’m just a lowly leader of exiled prisoners now. I only have this position because of you, my wife! Without me standing in front of them, even if they became leaders, they wouldn’t be able to live a good life.”

So, what's the point?

Watching his son bustling around on the kang (heated brick bed) helping him groom his fur, and seeing the Great King A-Tu lying there like a flat, round mouse, Zuo Wenkang slapped his forehead:
"Wife, compared to my position as a captain with only a sesame seed of power, there are probably men in the entire border town who would want to be my son's stepfather, and they could line up for ten miles."

Upon hearing the sensitive words, Fatty quickly stopped grooming and tried to ingratiate himself:

"Daddy, we chubby siblings only have one daddy! All the older brothers say stepfathers are bad guys, we don't want a stepfather!"

"My dear son!"

"Father, I'm the second son!"

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Gan Minglan ignored the argument between the father and son, and frowned when Zuo Wenkang mentioned his stepfather:
"What unmarried young man would want to marry a widow with two children and become her stepfather? Only military officers have the ability to take concubines after marriage. With my current abilities and skills, who would dare to force me?"

The highest-ranking official in the border town is Zhao Muyun. He has been away suppressing bandits for almost a month, and in his previous interactions with her, his eyes were filled with nothing but admiration.

Taking her into his household, how could she possibly create as much value as he did as her subordinate?

The military officers under General Zhao were only so-so in terms of skill!

He forced her to become his concubine?
Who has the guts to do that!

Upon hearing this, Zuo Wenkang lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

He had been in the Bei Kingdom for a year, and was gradually coming to understand the psychology of the men in this patriarchal dynasty.

What my wife said makes perfect sense.

But the merits his wife made time and again were enough to drive any man who craved power crazy for her and to make exceptions for her.

Moreover, given his wife's appearance, the only ones who could have any ideas about her were children and palace eunuchs!
Thinking of this, he shuddered.

Just as the couple began to secretly investigate certain people and events, the reputation of Ganweixian had already spread to Huaiqing Prefecture.

Huaiqing Prefecture was the economic, political and cultural center of the northwest border, and clans and wealthy merchants lived in the prefectural city.

The refugees will not cause trouble on the border where border troops are stationed.

The most threatening enemy was also utterly defeated.

Now is the time for them to enjoy life.

Of all the activities—eating, drinking, and having fun—eating comes first.

News has spread that a restaurant serving exorbitantly priced mutton soup has appeared in the border town, and that gourmets call it "jade nectar."

The delicious food immediately piqued my interest.

They wanted to go to the border town to see how the lean mutton in spring could compare to the fat sheep in autumn.

(End of this chapter)