Throw the chopped cabbage into the pot and cook it, add a little bit of lard and salt, and it's finished when it's cooked.
At this time the rice was also out of the pot, and Zhu Si took the food box and filled the food with a bowl of rice and a bowl of cabbage.
Zhu Si handed the food box to the boy: "What is your name?"
The boy hurriedly took the food box handed by Zhu Si, and responded with a grin, "My name is Xiaofeng."
Seeing his skinny appearance, Zhu Si couldn't bear it, "Are you hungry? It's still early, you can eat first before sending meals."
Xiaofeng looked at the steaming white rice in the big pot and swallowed fiercely, "No, no, I'll come back to eat after delivery."
Zhu Si did not reluctantly, nodding his head and said: "Alright, you go quickly, go back quickly."
Xiaofeng replied again and again, turned around and walked away with the food box.
When Zhu Si saw Hu Feng looking at Xiaofeng's leaving back in a daze, Zhu Si sighed: "This child is so pitiful. He was sent to the barracks at such a young age. He is so thin that he has never eaten enough at home. Going down, only then came to join the army."
Hu Feng frowned, turned to look at the freshly cooked cabbage in the pot, as if talking to Zhu Si, and as if talking to himself: "In this world, if the family can survive, who would be willing to join the army? Head, sprinkle blood, it sounds good to protect the home and the country, if it sounds awkward, for whom? Who knows?"
"Most of the people who come to join the army are to come to the barracks to have a meal. Rather than starve to death in their hometown, it is better to come here and fight hard. Maybe they can go back alive. At least there is a glimmer of hope."
Zhu Si also looked sad: "Yeah, who said no? I joined the army for my son. If we don't have the ten taels of silver, can our family survive this winter and pay two more."
Hu Feng's brows were getting closer, his hands on his side clenched into fists, his chest seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't even breathe smoothly.
In the past, when he was Chu Yan, when he was still the high King Jin, he never knew what the suffering in the world was. He never thought that there are so many people in this world who can't even eat. Full, never thought that so many people would die every day due to hunger and cold.
He once thought that the soldiers in the army all came to the army to defend their homes and the country, and they all came to defend their ambitions to fend off the enemy. The soldiers in his cavalry camp ate and lived together, which can be regarded as close and intimate. He thought he really knew the brave fighters very well.
He didn’t understand until today that he, Chu Yan, will always be King Jin and commander-in-chief of the three armies in front of them. They were never equal before him. How could it be and how dare to tell the deepest things in his heart? he
Some things can only be understood by personal experience, what is hunger, what is poverty and despair!
Three years ago, he fell into the mud of the world from the cloud where the noble prince was, and struggled in the mud with the people living at the bottom of this world. Now, although he has restored his previous memory, he has no more Nor can he be the Chu Yan he used to be.
"What are you making?" Zhu Si pushed Hu Feng's arm: "Don't be shocked, someone has come to fetch food."
The camp began to get busy, and the hot meals were pulled away by wheelbarrows. They had to wait for the soldiers in the eight camps they were in charge of receiving the meals, and they could eat the rest.