happy fisherman

Chapter 850

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Jiang Xingle squatted beside the iron pot from the moment the two soldiers set up the iron pot, staring at the cauldron until the smell of mutton wafted out of the pot, and he jumped up in the blink of an eye.

"Little brother, shouldn't this mutton be stewed enough?" Jiang Xingle asked eagerly, swallowing his saliva.

"Master Jiang, this mutton just boiled." The two soldiers said.

The implication is that it is still too early to stew.

Jiang Xingle swallowed again, keeping his eyes on the cauldron: "The old man has a taste of the soup, shall he try the salty head office first?"

"No!" Beibei said as she came out of the kitchen with a large pot of oiled potatoes, without even looking at Jiang Xingle.

The two soldiers looked very winkingly, and hurriedly lifted the lids of several large pots, took the potatoes from Beibei's hands and poured them into the pots.

"There are still two pots inside, you go and take them out and pour them into the sheep iron pot." Beibei said again.

After Beibei had spoken, Jiang Xingle didn't dare to force her anymore, and asked, holding back her greed, "Girl, how long do you have to stew this mutton?"

This girl obviously has good culinary skills, but she is too lazy to act like anything. Wanting to taste the dishes made by herself is as difficult as climbing the sky. Now that she finally has this opportunity, Jiang Xingle has to bear it no matter how much she can't help it. Otherwise, if I offend this girl, I'm afraid I won't even be able to eat a steamed bun.

Jiang Xingle just waited anxiously until the steamed buns were finished, the mutton was stewed, and Beibei had fried the beef before he was finally allowed to taste a piece of beef.

"Girl, you will be buried if you don't become a cook!" Jiang Xingle yelled regretfully, patting his thigh after tasting the beef.

Originally thought that Beibei would roll her eyes for a while, unexpectedly, Beibei thought about it seriously, and after pondering for a moment, she said: "This can indeed be considered!"

When Beibei said this, Jiang Xingle was taken aback for a moment.

Jiang Xingle glanced at her, couldn't see any clues on her face, curled her lips unwillingly: "Girl, don't make the old man happy, if you said this when you were in the fishing village, the old man would still believe it, but now you brat What status, you will become a cook? Are you not afraid of discrediting the brat?"

Beibei raised her eyebrows: "I became a cook just to discredit Duan Yixu, what kind of logic is this?"

"What logic?" Jiang Xingle stared at Beibei with a pair of small eyes full of condemnation: "You are a majestic wife of a marshal going to be a cook, and you are not discrediting the brat? Where do you want the brat's face?"

Beibei glanced at him, and stopped arguing with him: "Forget it, the words are not speculative, let's have dinner!"

"You..." Jiang Xianle, who wanted to refute, heard Beibei's last words, and his eyes widened suddenly: "Okay, let's eat!"

Because of the presence of General Lin and others in this small battle, the casualties of Qi Yao's army were very small, with no more than ten dead and no more than fifty injured. It was an unprecedented victory.

Before the steamed buns and dishes were served, four hundred well-trained people formed a circle of 12 and waited for the dishes to be served.

It was nearly dawn at this time, and all the soldiers were so hungry that their chests were pressed against their backs.

The soldiers ate dry food for a few days, the fish soup that Beibei made in the forest yesterday was not much, and the steamed buns were not very hot when they got them, and they ate them secretly, so this meal can be counted as their past few days. Best meal ever.

"His grandma is a bear! She also said that they are short of supplies in Beihe, what a fart!" General Lin yelled unbalancedly while eating: "Our Qi Yao army has never eaten such a rich meal every year or festival. It’s too much for a few thousand people to come out and bring so much sumptuous food!”

"That's right, eating such a sumptuous meal and going to the border of Qiyao to harass the people of Qiyao, these Beihe dogs should be sent down to the [-]th floor of hell!"

As soon as General Lin's words came out, other generals and soldiers also echoed angrily.

The meal ended in a weird atmosphere where everyone was gobbling and cursing.

After eating, Duan Yixu ordered to rest at the same place for half an hour, and then set off for Jingyuepo in Yishan County. As for the Beihe captives, those who were willing to go home went home, and those who were willing to be included were collected by General Lin and others. in the army.

When Duan Yixu and his party set off, it was already daylight, and there were only more than 200 horses. Duan Yixu took two more elite soldiers to go first, and General Lin led the rest of the elite soldiers to Jingyuepo on foot.

Before Duan Yixu sent it out, Hei Li had already gone to Jingyuepo to inform Luo Yiqing of the situation here, and Luo Yiqing organized the army in advance and waited for Duan Yixu and others at the bottom of Jingyuepo.

Since Duan Yixu and others were trapped in the miasma forest for many days, they had already lost the opportunity, so the plan of detour and sneak attack was stranded again.

"Marshal, there are 100% spies around us!" Luo Yiqing angrily concluded the moment he saw Duan Yixu.

Their plans every time are clearly laid out carefully and meticulously. This plan is a secret in the army, but it is repeatedly obtained by the enemy in advance. If there are no spies of the enemy army among them, Luo Yiqing dares to chop off his head and use it as a jug!
Speaking of this matter, Duan Yixu's face was also very ugly. Fortunately, this time he led five hundred elite soldiers into the miasma forest. If it were someone else... Duan Yixu shuddered just thinking about the possible consequences.

"Don't worry, General Luo, this commander will definitely find out this traitor before this attack!" Duan Yixu's eyes flickered coldly.

"Marshal, do you have someone to suspect?" Luo Yiqing asked.

"Not yet!" Duan Yixu frowned.

The 20 troops who came with him to the northeast were temporarily dispatched by the emperor from various places. The personnel inside were a bit messy, and Duan Yixu didn't have a clue for a while.

However, only the core personnel in their army have access to these secrets, and there are only a few spies!

"Marshal, there is no one to suspect, why can't we investigate one by one?" Luo Yiqing frowned.

This can take a lot of time!

Duan Yixu pondered for a while, and a murderous look flashed in his black eyes: "It seems that the only way is to lure the snake out of its hole!"

In this military camp, Duan Yixu only trusted Luo Yiqing, in order to avoid the news from being leaked again, of course he had to discuss this matter with Luo Yiqing.

Duan Yixu and Luo Yiqing returned to their camp after discussing, and saw Beibei sleeping soundly on the couch, the murderous aura on her body faded away instantly, and her eyes were tinged with tenderness.

He took off the armor and hung it on the table, then sat on the edge of the couch and stretched out his hand to gently smooth the hair that was hanging on her face to her ears.

This time, she's probably not only tired, but also scared, right?

Sensing someone gently touching her, the movements were gentle and cautious, the corners of Beibei's lips curled up, her eyes never opened, she stretched out her arms to wrap around his strong waist, and rubbed her head against his side.

"Woke you up?" Seeing her laziness, Duan Yixu smiled dotingly, and took her into his arms.

(End of this chapter)