Wei and Jin Cooks

   After sending Ji Yuan away, Zhao Hanzhang came to Ting He and asked, "What other good things are there in the warehouse? Choose some to send to the Xiliang Army. Although we don't go, we get gifts."

   He said, "In addition to all kinds of wood and things that cannot be used, there are four pieces of cloth."

   "It was specially reserved for the girl and Erlang to make clothes after they were filial piety," Ting He emphasized: "It was sent by the lady, and the eldest son was also included."

   "Didn't mother make clothes and send them here? That's enough. Send my two pieces of cloth to the Xiliang Army for the mother and wife of General Bei Gong."

   "But the clothes Mrs. sent are a little short..."

   Zhao Hanzhang has grown very fast in the past six months, exceeding Wang's estimate. Wang's estimate is also afraid that the clothes he made will not fit, so in addition to the clothes, he also sent cloth, thinking that if it doesn't fit, Ting He can still cut it.

   Zhao Hanzhang said: "Didn't you say leave a section? If you let go of that section, it will fit well? Don't make new clothes here this year."

   was talking, when there was the sound of people running from outside, Zhao Hanzhang looked at Tinghe, "Why is Erlang back?"

   Zhao Erlang ran back excitedly, "Sister, I heard that my brother-in-law is back."

   "His front foot just came back, and your back foot arrived. How can you be so well-informed?"

   "Hey, brother-in-law is so slow, I heard that he was home at noon, why did he arrive just now?"

   He said, "Girl, it's time now."

   Zhao Hanzhang glanced at the hourglass, only to realize that it was evening, but the sun was just right outside and the sun was shining brightly.

   "Time flies so fast..." Zhao Hanzhang urged Ting He, "Hurry up and send the fabric to the Xiliang Army."

   Listening to the load, he went down, and then he backed off after saluting.

   Zhao Hanzhang asked Zhao Erlang, "What about you? You are based in Xin'an. Although Xin'an is close to Luoyang, you can't run back every now and then."

   "I only come back when my brother-in-law comes back."

   Zhao Hanzhang had a black line on his head, "Why?"

   "Because my brother-in-law will come back and there will be delicious food. Sister, is there any meat to eat tonight?"

   Zhao Hanzhang was stunned for a moment, then he reacted. He hurriedly stopped and then retreated to the door, Ting He. He pondered for a moment and said, "Don't you have two sheep at home? Send those two sheep too."

   He said in a low voice, "Girl, those two sheep were bought for the guests during the Dragon Boat Festival. You forgot, you have to invite all the generals and officials to eat during the Dragon Boat Festival."

   Zhao Hanzhang said: "Just buy it again."

  Ting He: "Money..."

   Zhao Hanzhang asked, "Are we short of money?"

  Ting He: "It's only the beginning of the month, so it's not too bad. Just bought these two sheep, and the family's monthly money will be almost spent this month."

   Zhao Hanzhang only gritted his teeth and waved: "Send it over there, we can't be reunited with the family, there's not even a meat dish on the dinner table, right?"

   She looked up at Zhao Erlang, "If you have nothing to do this month, you can eat in the army."

   Zhao Erlang was sad and decided to fight for himself, "When my brother-in-law comes back..."

   "I don't even have your food."

   Zhao Erlang lowered his head, "Okay."

  Ting He hurriedly went to deliver something. Zhao Hanzhang valued Bei Gongchun very much, and the fabric was expensive, so she decided to deliver it in person.

After hearing that Fu Tinghan came back, the kitchen killed a chicken voluntarily. In the evening, the food was almost ready. I heard that Erlang-Jun had also returned, so the kitchen stood in front of a fence in the backyard again, looking at the only five people left in it. The chicken meditates. …

   In the end, the kitchen was not willing to kill the chicken, but took out ten eggs to add vegetables.

   At night, most of the meat went into Zhao Erlang's stomach.

  Fu Tinghan gave Zhao Hanzhang one drumstick, and gave the other to Zhao Erlang, "You need meat to forge your body, so let's eat it."

   Zhao Hanzhang gave him the chicken wing legs and sandwiched two in a row, "You have to use your brains to eat meat."

   She said: "I'll go back to the river to catch fish for you to eat, and the fish will nourish your brain."

   Zhao Erlang also likes to eat fish, "I want too."

   Zhao Hanzhang: "You catch it yourself."

   Zhao Erlang buried his head and ate hard, and Zhao Hanzhang looked at him and sighed, "Erlang, you will go home for dinner next month, you know?"

   Zhao Erlang said reluctantly: "It's been a long time in the army to eat meat once, and the soldiers have no oil and water in their stomachs, so they can't lift their strength."

   Zhao Hanzhang snorted: "Isn't there tofu and soybean oil, and the people on my side have no meat to eat."

   "There is also little tofu, not to mention soybean oil. For such a big pot of dishes, the cook is willing to put a little oil, saying that the military supplies gave very little soybean oil."

   Zhao Hanzhang said: "It's no wonder that the military supplies, so many people, and horses, all eat beans. Now the soybean oil on the market is also very expensive."

  After they made soybean oil, it only went through a very short downturn, and then it was quickly recognized, and now it has become a relatively luxurious food seasoning.

Because soybean oil is not easy to be squeezed, some oil mills do not do well, and the oil yield is not high, and people find that their hair becomes thicker, blacker and brighter by eating oil, even their skin is brighter, and their strength will also change. Big, the whole person is more energetic than before, and it is easy to be full.

  The nobles began to eat a lot of oil, not to mention the common people, so the oil price rose, and the price of soybeans also rose a lot.

  Soybeans are the most crops grown by the soldiers in the fields, but this is not enough for the army to consume. Besides oil extraction, soybeans are also made into soy flour and soy cakes as dry food for the soldiers.

  The dry food that Zhao Hanzhang ate on the battlefield was made of 60% soybean flour, 30% wheat flour, and 10% wheat bran.

   Hard enough to make you straighten your neck to swallow.

  In addition to people, their war horses also need soybeans, otherwise how can they have the strength to go to the battlefield?

  The leftover dregs from oil extraction will be used to feed horses and pigs.

   Thinking of pigs, Zhao Hanzhang saliva quickly secreted, "The pigs they raise are still too low for meat production. They are obviously castrated. Why do they have to raise them for seven or eight months before they can be released?"

   "The piglets are not good, they have to be adjusted."

   Zhao Erlang, who had eaten castrated pork in Xiping, immediately swallowed the words and asked curiously, "How to adjust it?"

   He is interested in all activities related to meat.

   Zhao Hanzhang said: "Just like this, like this, like this, match up all kinds of mixed-blood pigs, and then raise them to see which pigs like to grow meat."

   "But it's not that it can't be adjusted in three or five years. Forget it, tell the people below to do it, and I'll go catch fish for you."

  Fu Tinghan said with a smile: "If the water mill can be built, then I will build another oil mill, and I will also work with water power. The soybeans are just harvested. You can try its efficiency."

   Zhao Hanzhang's eyes were sparkling, "Okay, in addition to pressing oil, I think tofu can also be made in it. Now that the army is short of meat, soybeans are basically supplemented for protein. It is very hard for people to make tofu."

  Fu Tinghan said there was no problem.

   Zhao Erlang couldn't speak, so he would bring the topic back, "Sister, the pigs raised in our army are only so big, I don't know when they will be able to eat them. How old are you in the army?"

   "Alas~" Zhao Hanzhang answered Zhao Erlang with a sigh.

   Fu Tinghan looked at it and said, "The pigs raised in the workshop weigh more than 90 kilograms. They should be able to kill them in two months."

   Zhao Hanzhang: "Too thin, let's raise it."