Datang broom star

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This man is completely hopeless.

Jia Pingan said lightly: "How can Han'er's ancestors be used in oaths so easily?"

The strangulation in the city continued.

The place was vacated immediately, and the cook came over in a hurry, and hurriedly made a bowl of Hoto.

"Marquis of Wuyang, try it."

He rubbed his hands, bragging, "The Hoto I made back then was good even after eating."

I believe in your evil!

Jia Pingan had a random meal.

The staple food in the north used to be millet, also known as corn.In the early days, barley and wheat were basically pig food in the north, and only the poorest people ate them.

The reason is also very simple, because there are some problems with the quality of wheat, and in addition, it can only be cooked into wheat rice... Think about cooking wheat grains into wheat rice...how do you eat it?

Later, I found a way to make the wheat grains finer, that is, wheat flour, which is still a dark dish, and even the army does not eat it.

After arriving in Datang, hydraulic stone mills appeared, that is, grinding stones.The emergence of this thing makes pasta have infinite possibilities.

Let's make it into pancakes, into Hoto, into...wheat flour, which opened the minds of the cooks, and then the staple food gradually changed.

Millet……

Jia Pingan really doesn't like to eat millet, either pasta or rice.

"Brother!"

Li Jingye came, covered in blood.

"Is this going to bathe in the blood pool? Go and wash."

At this age... Jia Pingan takes cold showers from time to time at home in winter.

Jia Pingan frowned, "Hurry up and get him a bowl of Hoto."

Grandson of the Duke of England!

The cook immediately made a bowl, and when Li Jingye came out of the shower, he said proudly, "My lord, the Huto I made back then was even praised by the late emperor!"

After lunch, the outside also stopped.

"Clean up!"

Prisoners of war were driven to clean up the corpses in the city.

Grain and cattle and sheep were also brought out.

"Where are the corpses?"

Someone outside the city asked.

"just in front."

Ahead, corpses were piled up everywhere.

"Let them dig the soil and prepare to build the Beijing Temple!"

The construction of the Beijing Temple must be sealed with soil, otherwise the time will be long and the corpse will be weathered and collapsed immediately.

Jia Ping'an is also considered an expert in Jingguan at this moment, and he is extremely happy to see his subordinates building Jingguan.

"Marquis Wuyang, from last night to today, our army has killed more than [-] people!"

Qian Muhe's complexion changed.

More than [-] corpses... all built into a Beijing temple?

"Get it done!"

Jia Ping took a walk on the side.

"Marquis Wuyang, He Mo and the others are here."

He Mo and other generals were brought over.

"Your Majesty!"

Those Huihe people kicked them fiercely on the back of their knees, and then smiled flatteringly at Jia Ping'an.

"Where is Ashina Helu?"

Jia Pingan coughed, didn't sleep last night, and had some minor mental problems.