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The sky had just turned dark, and the snowflakes outside the window were falling. Within a quarter of an hour, a shallow layer had fallen on the ground.

Jiang Yuzhu was organizing the medical kit she carried with her, and just as she crossed the threshold, her feet slipped and her body leaned forward sharply.

If the little girl Ningxiang hadn't quickly stepped forward to help her, Jiang Yuzhu would have fallen down.

Shen Zhilan turned around when she heard the noise and said with a sudden look on her face: "Cousin, I was careless. I should have prepared a pair of non-slip sheepskin boots for you."

In the winter in the North, dripping water turns into ice, and the snow is slippery.

People wore special shoes to prevent them from falling.

When traveling by carriage, the wheels must be equipped with anti-slip chains.

Jiang Yuzhu was stunned and then laughed and said: "How can I blame you? I didn't expect it myself."

Some of the local customs and customs recorded in the travel notes can only be used as a reference. Jiang Yuzhu will not have a personal experience until he actually sets foot in the land of the border town. What is recorded in the book is just the tip of the iceberg.

A group of people got into three carriages and headed straight out of the city.

Passing by the city gate, Shen Zhilan showed the Mo family's token. After confirming it, the city guards saluted respectfully, and then a team of more than a dozen people worked together to push open the heavy city gate.

After leaving the city, it was not as desolate as Jiang Yuzhu thought. There was a faint light coming from the distance.

Hongjin went to Chongyang to inquire about it, pointed to the light and said: "Madam, the villages outside the city belong to neither Daqi nor Barbarians, most of them are families from both sides."

The two countries do not intermarry, so the ancestors of the surrounding villagers have their roots here. Even if there is a war, no one will cause trouble to them.

"In the past, when the two countries discussed trade, they would move goods to a few peripheral villages to ensure safety."

Shen Zhilan added that she was sitting on a thick blanket, adding firewood to the stove in the corner.

Jiang Yuzhu nodded subconsciously and began to look at the layout of the carriage.

The carriages in the Northland were modified to have stoves to heat hot water at all times, and chimneys on the roofs to exhaust smoke.

After lighting the fire, the carriage quickly became steamy, and even the seat cushions became warm.

"It will take two hours to reach the camp in the north of the city. Cousin, let's eat something to fill our stomachs first."

Shen Zhilan opened the small table skillfully. When she opened it, there was a golden pancake inside.

The cake has been frozen, and there are small ice particles remaining on it.

"After winter comes, everyone in the house bakes pancakes or steams buns every day and freezes them in a big vat outside."

Place the frozen pancakes in a small frying pan, brush them with just a layer of oil, and wait for the fire to come up. Within half a quarter of an hour, both sides will be golden, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, just like freshly baked pancakes.

Shen Zhilan cut the cake into pieces, put it on the oil paper, and took out a piece of meat to smoke.

There is a barbecue hanging on the stove, and a small pot is used to make a tofu soup. When it comes out of the pot, sprinkle with chopped green onion and sesame oil. Although it is simple, it is full of the flavor of fireworks.

Jiang Yuzhu looked at the novelty and put the soup into a white porcelain bowl. She stirred it twice with a spoon. After the heat dissipated, she put it to her lips and took a sip. She squinted her eyes and said nothing.

Shen Zhilan looked unconfident and asked carefully: "Cousin, is it salty or bland? Do you need to add more salt?"

The people in the north have a slightly heavier taste, while the food in the capital is relatively lighter.

Shen Zhilan was not sure, and because she was cooking for Jiang Yuzhu, she was a little nervous, and her hands shook when she added salt.

It's not that Shen Zhilan is eager to express herself, but looking around, whether it's Mo Yan's maid or her own maid Xia'er, they really have no talent in cooking and can't get on the stage.

If it is made too unpalatable, ingredients will inevitably be wasted.

Jiang Yuzhu blew on the tofu soup that was hot to her mouth, and said reassuringly: "It was too hot to eat just after it came out of the pot, so I didn't drink it in a hurry. Cousin, your cooking skills are good!"

Considering that she often went to the toilet after drinking too much soup, Jiang Yuzhu tried her best to eat tofu.

On the side, Shen Zhilan was stunned for a moment, and said angrily: "I'm always not as considerate as my cousin, come and try the Northland specialty bacon pancake!"

After speaking, Shen Zhilan picked up a piece of fried cake to demonstrate how to eat it in Beidi.

There are layers inside the pancake, rolled with sliced ​​bacon, smeared with a layer of slightly sweet specially cooked pasta sauce, and stuffed with shredded green onions.

After one bite, the aroma of the fried cake is mixed with the aroma of the meat, giving people an extraordinarily satisfying feeling.

"Pancakes use a lot of oil, so people in the north would only be willing to cook them during the New Year. If it's summer and autumn, you can also add cucumbers to relieve the greasiness."

Shen Zhilan prefers to eat cucumbers with strips, as they have a strong meaty flavor and fresh taste of cucumbers. However, the supply in the northern greenhouses in winter is limited, so only pickled salted cucumbers are left.

"That's good, it smells good!"

The crust of the pancake is crispy on the outside and chewy on the inside. The aroma of the meat is filled with the aroma of roasted fruit wood. After two pancakes, Jiang Yuzhu is already full.

After the meal, she rinsed her mouth with tea and gave a thumbs up.

Beidi's dishes are generous in portions and are not overly refined, but rather pursue the taste of the ingredients themselves.

This made Jiang Yuzhu feel like she was home. After being out for a long time, she missed her wanton days in the capital even more.

"Cousin, it's difficult to walk in the snow. It will take more than an hour. Why don't you take a rest first?"

Shen Zhilan widened the stool and took out the bedding from the partition under the stool.

Jiang Yuzhu hesitated for a moment, then finally shook her head and said, "I was so excited when I first arrived in the Northland that I couldn't sleep."

When they arrived at the border town and could not see their second brother Jiang Huaiqing, Jiang Yuzhu told Hong Jin: "Hong Li, please spread out the letter paper you brought. Your wife wants to write a letter home."

Hong Jin heard her wife call her by the wrong name and remained silent without any rebuttal.

Shen Zhilan heard it. She thought Hongjin and Hongli had exchanged names and didn't ask.

Jiang Yuzhu lowered his head and wrote a letter home carefully. In the letter, he reported good news but not bad news. He omitted all the disasters he encountered along the way and only talked about what he had experienced in various places.

Jiang Yuzhu said nothing about Jiang Huaiqing's disappearance. Not only that, she also described the details of the reunion of the brother and sister in detail to deal with the worried family members.

After writing the letter, Jiang Yuzhu put it in the envelope and sighed sadly: "Cousin, have you seen the war?"

With nothing to do in the carriage, Jiang Yuzhu opened the medicine box, sorted out the tools and medicinal materials in the medicine box, and asked the maids around her to remember them so that they could be supplied more quickly.

"I have seen."

After arriving in Beidi, Shen Zhilan rarely talked to anyone, and spoke extremely slowly. It took her a long time to react, "It was the first time I saw a stump, and I was so scared that I couldn't sleep well for more than a month."

The frequency of war between the two armies was too high. The soldiers in the medical army camp went to the battlefield to rescue the wounded, but there were not enough people to bandage and apply medicine.

"The barbarians were cruel, putting people to death, and the soldiers had their arms and legs broken. They had handkerchiefs stuffed in their mouths and refused to cry out no matter how painful they were."

Shen Zhilan mentioned what she saw, her eyes filled with water, "I asked them why they didn't shout out, and the soldiers said they were afraid of affecting the morale of the army."

In her previous life, she would have been just a poor wife who was betrayed by a concubine and a scumbag. She would be trapped in the back house all her life until she died of exhaustion.

After rebirth, with the encouragement of Jiang Yuzhu, Shen Zhilan no longer relied on men's thoughts, and slowly took the first step to find her own value.

This life is worth it no matter what!

Under the candlelight, Jiang Yuzhu fell into deep thought. It seems that she took Shaoyao and others along the way and made the right move.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a "bang".