Datang broom star

Case almost collapsed.

Well, it's all quiet.

Liang Jianfang frowned, "Is it a big deal?"

"Big event!" Cheng Zhijie pointed to the cloth bag, "There are some foods here, try them all."

"What's delicious? Even if you want to taste it, you have to have it at noon."

"Try a poison, old man."

Liang Jianfang grabbed a handful and started eating.

Everyone stared at him.

Liang Jianfang chewed.

Boom!

He heard some voices, just in his mouth.

Then the pain came.

What the hell!

This old man is going crazy!

"Cheng Zhijie!"

puff!

After spitting out a mouthful of fried noodles, Liang Jianfang put his hand into his mouth and flicked it, a tooth came out.

There are gravel in the chow mein?

Lao Liang's teeth were okay, but at this age, missing a tooth is almost a collapse of missing a piece of blood.

It must be because the flour was not finely sifted, Cao Er's fault.

Jia Pingan hurriedly rubbed against the door, ready to run away.

Cheng Zhijie didn't even look at it, "How does the taste compare to wheat rice?"

A group of old ghosts have spent most of their lives surrounded by swords and guns, not to mention losing their teeth, even if they lose an arm, it's not a big deal!

Just live!

Liang Jianfang nodded, "Compared to wheat rice...the sky is the earth."

Everyone swarmed up and began to share the food.

"nice one!"

"Is it possible to save this thing?"

Cheng Zhi nodded, "A long time."

"It's...wheat flour, right?"

"Salt is added."

"It's not bad to swallow with blood and water?" Liang Jianfang ate again, his eyes lit up, "It's in a cloth bag, and when you want to eat it, you can add water, if you can make a fire, you can cook it until it becomes a mush, and you can add whatever you want. What, it’s more convenient than barley rice, and it’s even more delicious, even if it’s cold, it’s great!”

He cupped his hands and said: "The old man has never been convinced of you, but today he is sincerely convinced, what a Lu Guogong!"

Cheng Zhijie said with a smile: "But I didn't make it out of it."

"Who?"

Cheng Zhijie pointed to the door.

People turn back.

Jia Pingan is trying to run away.

How does it feel to be stared at by a group of handsome men?

He would rather be stared at by a group of women.

"it is good!"

Liang Jianfang laughed loudly, "Sure enough, it's Xiao Jia with a quick mind. Once this fried noodles comes out, the old man dares to say that it will be easier to go on expeditions in the future."

"The government soldiers bring their own dry food."

This is a new question.

"Is fried noodles troublesome?"

Jia Pingan shook his head, "It's simple, even the poorest cooks can do it."

"That's easy."

Cheng Zhijie said with a smile: "I thought I would be reprimanded, and I would be ashamed of my age, but I didn't expect Xiao Jia to make fried noodles..."

Liang Jianfang suddenly asked, "How can I grind the noodles?"

Yes!

Grinding is a hassle.

You can't let those sergeants grind flour at home, can you?What if there is no stone mill?

If others eat fried noodles and he eats wheat rice, morale will suffer.

Jia Ping'an had thought about this for a long time, but he couldn't say it.

"There are many millstones around Chang'an. I remember that Xu Jingzong cleaned it up last time."

The atmosphere is getting worse.

Cheng Zhijie scratched his head, "This matter... are those grinders still there?"

"Yes, there are more than before." It was a hornet's nest, and Jia Pingan felt that his arms and legs were small, and he would be buried if he was not careful.And these veterans are different, if those powerful and powerful people fight with them, the victory or defeat is unpredictable.

The key is that this matter involves military supplies, who dare to object?

Jia Pingan smiled darkly.