After three large tents, she saw a camp tent that was open on all sides from a distance. Although the light in the tent was very dim, she could still see the pots, pans and stoves in the tent through the faint moonlight.
Except for the randomly placed utensils and some leftovers in the camp, there are no other fresh ingredients. It is obviously impossible to make a delicious meal. What can these leftovers do? And the scent must be familiar to Hu Feng, let him know that she did it as soon as he smelled it.
Thinking of making more dishes for dinner one time in Huangtuo Village, she cooked the leftovers and white porridge together. It was very fragrant. She remembered that Hu Fenglian ate three bowls that day.
She rolled up her sleeves, skillfully lit the fire, set up a small stove, set the small iron pot on, and poured the remaining white rice into the pot at one go, adding some pigs without stirring for a while , Then mix in the remaining cabbage, add water and simmer for a while, uncover the lid, the rich aroma overflows.
Hu Feng, who was lying in the camp, closed his eyes and opened his eyes suddenly, and the scent of food penetrated the tip of his nose. The scent was familiar, as if he had smelled it before.
It's so late, who is cooking
Zhu Si, who was lying next to him, turned over, put his legs on him, and put his hands on his shoulders. He whispered something in his mouth. Hu Feng gently pushed him away and put under his clothes. bed.
The brothers in the tent have long been asleep, and the work in the camp is not easy. Which one is not to sleep with a pillow after work? He was pretending to have something in his heart, so he couldn't sleep.
After leaving the barracks, he went straight to the camp, and he saw several guards surrounding the camp from afar, one of them was eating with a bowl.
It turned out that they were making late-night snacks, and the craftsmanship was good. Smelling it made him think of the dishes made by Bai Zhi.
I don't know if Bai Zhi understood his letters, all the letters sent from the barracks will be checked one by one, and he can only write that way.
Lord Wang will lead the army to the northwest in a few days. Hu Zhi and Shi Liyuan will never let Zhou Gang and Fu Zheng see Lord Wang alive.
They left the lives of Zhou Gang and Fu Zheng just to force them to confess their sins, to force them to confess their unnecessary sins, and to let them accuse him of treason to Chu Yan.
It is a pity that no matter how many methods they used, Zhou Gang and Fu Zheng did not give in. They failed to fulfill the conviction for the conviction. Now Lord Wang is coming, these two hidden dangers will naturally be removed.
Thinking of the pain Zhou Gang and Fu Zheng endured, thinking of the brothers who died in order to protect him, his heart was burning with a raging flame, and his heart was burning with pain.
Slowly turned around and walked back. He just didn't take a few steps. He heard someone in the camp speak in a bright voice: "Brother Bai, where did you learn the craftsmanship of cooking porridge? It's so delicious."
"I'll have another bowl if it's delicious, there's more."
This voice, like a muffled thunder, blasted above his head with a loud bang. Although the voice was deliberately low and deep, with a bit of masculinity, he could still hear it. It was clearly Bai Zhi's voice.
He turned around and looked at the thin and thin figure who was busy in the camp. He couldn't see what she looked like now, couldn't see her expression, just looking at this figure, he was sure that it was Bai Zhi.
She came, she came!
Before entering the camp, he took a deep breath and tried to calm his excitement. He had thought about many scenes when they met again, but he had never thought that they would meet here in this way.