Investing in the Rebirth Empress, She Called Me Husband

The dusk is getting thicker, and the snow-covered streets are like white clouds soaked in red clouds.

Ying Bing looked at Li Mo's nonchalant expression and inexplicably wanted to curl up her fingers, but she was holding the candy in her hand and it was completely covered by him, so how could she shrink further.

cold?

Even when the wind and snow were the heaviest today, she actually didn't feel too cold. Her ice muscles and bones were tempered by the power of the lunar calendar, and a little wind and frost didn't matter.

I have long been used to it.

If you don’t know cold, you naturally don’t know warmth.

But now his left hand is outside, and his right hand is in his pocket, wrapped in his big warm hands.

The contrast between cold and warm suddenly became clear.

"A little bit."

"!"

To be honest, Xiao Li had only just realized what he had done subconsciously.

Are you kidding? Bingtuozi will be cold?

But the weak and boneless little hand in his palm did seem to be warmed by the cover, and Li Mo couldn't help but look at her expression.

Ying Bing's face was expressionless, but a faint red glow appeared on Yuebai's face. He didn't know if it was the dusk outside the car window that sneaked in.

Qingyue's bright eyes looked out the window, and they were soaked in the sky where the sun and the moon intertwined, and the light and dark intertwined.

"I must learn my craft well in the future!"

Huzi looked at the two people in the car and wiped his eyes.

In the past, he always felt that candy tasted the same sweetness in his mouth, so why bother to draw it?

But now he desperately wants to paint this scene with sweet sugar juice. This is probably what grandpa said...

Candy is sweet for the mouth, but painting is sweet for the heart?

At this time, the sound of carriages and horses suddenly came from the end of the street. The carriages covered with oilcloth pressed the snow into deep ruts.

The convoy was guarded by two columns of sergeants. Judging from their attire, they were obviously soldiers from the Aoki Camp.

"Young Master Li."

The leader was one of Qu Sheng's generals, who had met Li Mo at Jiawei Restaurant yesterday.

He immediately sat on the horse and gestured with his hands.

"I was busy with military affairs today, so I didn't go to the military exercise to appreciate the style of Mr. Li. I'm very sorry."

"What are you doing here?"

Li Mosun asked.

Then he blinked at Huzi next to him. The latter reacted and his eyes widened.

"Winter is coming soon, these are all the military supplies and supplies we have raised."

"No wonder there are so many."

"This is not too much. Alas, there are 80,000 soldiers and logistics, and more than 100,000 people are eating horse chews."

Speaking of this, General Pian frowned again and said:

"With these military supplies, I don't know if we can get through this year in one go."

The general said hello again and returned to the camp with his baggage. Li Mo raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this.

From what this general said, it seems that Qingmu Camp is still worried about a shortage of food and salary?

But Qingmu City is the outpost of Nanguan and Dayu's deepest city in southern Xinjiang, which is of great significance.

Even if there hasn't been a war here for many years, there won't be a shortage of military food and salary, right?

He had seen the garrison in Baoping Town, which was in stark contrast to Nanguan City where orders were enforced.

If there is a lack of military pay, it is not difficult to understand this confusion...

"etc!"

Li Mo thought for a while and called the general.

In his system space, there are still many supplies purchased from Yunzhou Hengtong Trading Company that day, many of which are actually unused.

I plan to go back to Ziyang Mansion in a few days, so there is no use keeping him.

It would be better to stay at the Aoki Camp.

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...........

Night falls.

In the large tent of the Chinese army, Qu Sheng drank a bowl of medicinal soup, his pale face became a little more red. When he heard the announcement outside the tent, he took a deep breath and said with great strength:

"Come in."

The general walked into the tent and was startled at first: "Commander, have you committed an old injury again?"

"It's just a little bit of blood, it's okay."

Qu Sheng saw the look on the commander's face and frowned:

"Raising military rations is not going well?"

The general said angrily: "The quartermasters who went to various towns to collect military rations said that the local guards were not cooperative and only handed over some military rations in a symbolic way. These idiots have forgotten their roots!"

"Poop less." Qu Sheng sighed silently.

No matter how hard they force the garrison, in the end they can only force the people under their rule.

Nanguan is no longer the time when it once had millions of troops and the whole country of Dayu gave full support.

"Think of ideas elsewhere."

Rubbing his eyebrows, Qu Sheng looked at the map in the tent, seeming to be thinking about something.

After a moment, he looked back at the general who was still standing there.

"Anything else?"

The general nodded: "Part of this batch of military supplies was donated by Li Shaoxia..."

"The supplies he purchased before coming to southern Xinjiang?"

Qu Sheng was startled, then smiled and said:

“Although it’s a drop in the bucket, it’s still a piece of my heart.”

How much supplies can a person prepare if he comes to southern Xinjiang alone?

But he never dreamed that who Li Mo was purchasing at that time was someone who was always prepared to stay somewhere for the rest of his life.

"It's not just a drop in the bucket, you'll know just by looking at it."

Um?

Qu Sheng was puzzled and took the Xumi object handed over by the general.

"The food and elixirs here are all given by Li Shaoxia."

"..."

Qu Sheng's eyes opened slightly. These military rations were equivalent to one-third of what was collected from various towns.

Military rations are secondary.

There are also many common elixirs, such as wound medicine and qi-boosting pills, which are all packed in the Xumi items he gave to the lieutenants.

With these supplies, there is still a shortage of military supplies, but it also solves the urgent problem.

Qu Sheng exhaled a breath of turbid air, was excited for a moment, and his expression became a little complicated.

Qingmu City is about to go to war.

He didn't know how much power the disaster beast and the Shang Dynasty survivors had mobilized this time.

He could only do everything he could to increase his chances of winning and increase the hope of defending Qingmu City.

This is why he hesitated that day and swallowed the words he had said to persuade the young marquis and Li Shaoxia.

But what if they can't defend it?

Are they going to let people like Li Shaoxia die here with them?

.........

On the other side.

In Jiawei Restaurant, the aroma of delicious food wafted in the side rooms. These were the four simple dishes that Xiao Li and Bingtuozi had every day.

There was a soup missing.

While eating, Li Mo was studying:

"Bingtuozi, what is the effect of putting golden leaf health grass in the soup?"

"It's for alchemy. If you put it in the soup... it can keep 50% of the effect."

Ying Bing's cheeks moved slightly.

Little Li often develops recipes. This time, he should be studying stewing soup?

She is used to it.

"That's not bad."

Li Mo put the golden leaf health grass on the table, took out a box of strange little flowers and asked:

"Then will the medicinal power conflict with the Runyuan rose petals?"

"No, they complement each other."

Ying Bing said.

Li Mo took out a piece of natural treasures, and half of the table was full of them.

Ying Bing raised her eyebrows slightly. With so many ingredients, let alone a pot, a bucket is more like it.

"What kind of soup are you going to make?"

Li Mo thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "If you have to say what kind of soup it is... Bingtuozi soup?"

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