Three Kingdoms, at the beginning of the game, recognize the thief as the father, hit the spectacle,

Seeing him eating cheerfully, Yang Feng was also a little helpless, and after a while he ignored Zhang Yan's nonsensical opening remarks as if he had a sudden onset of illness, imitating the other party's appearance and putting all the ingredients on the table into the pot to cook, and then using Take a bite with chopsticks.

After eating the hot mutton, a wave of heat radiated from Yang Feng's stomach in an instant, and he suddenly felt that his powerlessness caused by staying up late seemed to have recovered a little.

"what?"

Reaching out from the inside of the cauldron, Yang Feng found a small boiled red fruit. Yang Feng put it in his mouth and chewed it. A sweet taste broke through the blockage of fragrance and numbness, and quietly came out from the bottom of his tongue.

The sense of powerlessness subsided more and more. Yang Feng felt that the blood stagnant in his limbs began to roll back, and even his cheeks became warm unconsciously.

Looking up again, Yang Feng found that Xu Huang who was sitting opposite had already let go of his restraint, and was swallowing mutton in big mouthfuls.At this time, he was already sweating profusely from eating, and a mist-like hot air lingered around his body, which did not dissipate for a long time.

Picking up a big mouthful of mutton from the bowl again, Yang Feng only felt that the numb and fresh taste refreshed his impression of boiled mutton.Although it's not as good as describing all the things he ate before as pig food, as described in online novels, it's obvious that Yang Feng doesn't feel repulsed by this novel way of eating, and he eats it quite deliciously.

One bite.

Two bites.

A big mouthful.

……

Just when Yang Feng ate to his heart's content and was covered in sweat, a leisurely voice suddenly came from very close to his ear.

"Is it tasty?"

Shocked all over, Yang Feng suddenly turned his head to look at his side, only to find that Zhang Yan had walked down the steps at some point, sitting at his table like this, observing himself with a smile on his face.

"Eh...it's delicious."

He put down his chopsticks in embarrassment, Yang Feng didn't expect that the way he was wolfing down just now was clearly observed by the other party, and he suddenly felt a little blushing.

After all, he was also from a wealthy family, so he learned a lot of table manners and other education from his family since he was a child.Although his later military career allowed him to gradually develop relatively rough eating habits, he knew that his behavior just now was somewhat disrespectful.

No, it seems that the other party's behavior of leaving the table is also very rude.

……

"You can eat more if it's delicious."

Zhang Yan reached out and filled the opponent's wine glass with a glass of strong wine, and then he didn't care about Yang Feng's behavior just now, just sat aside and continued to observe the opponent.

"It's really edible..."

Slandering secretly, Zhang Yan roughly glanced at the dinner plate on the other party's table that was emptied like a wind-blown cloud.In just a short while, Yang Feng ate at least three catties of mutton, and two taels of noodle cakes, as many as ten.There are so many things like vegetables and tofu that it is impossible to count.

Although I have already known from Pei Yuanshao that the generals of this dynasty, especially the generals who have been promoted to the third rank or above, will have a very terrifying demand for energy.But it was the first time that he actually saw the second-rate general eat so much food in front of him, which still made him feel a little bit dumbfounded.

"General Zhang, I don't know what this red crop is. It seems that Yang has never seen it before?"

For a long while, Yang Feng, who was stared at by Zhang Yan, seemed to feel a little embarrassed. He picked up a red fruit that he had eaten before, and asked Zhang Yan.

He also saw that the other party obviously had something to say, but Zhang Yan was still unwilling to speak after a long time, so he could only take the initiative to find an excuse to ease the slightly awkward atmosphere at the table.

"Oh, this, this is called wolfberry. It is a kind of medicinal material. Eating it with mutton can warm and nourish the kidney yang. It is very good for people who often stay up late."

"I see that you and General Xu both look weak and weak. I think it's because they didn't sleep well last night, so they sent someone to prepare this dinner for you two."

As if nothing had happened, he introduced the crops that he had just sent someone to discover in Liangzhou to the other party. Zhang Yan paused for a moment, as if sorting out his language, and then continued:

"I think General Yang must have read the contract today. For some reasons, I can't promise you a lot of power and beauty, but I can meet your needs in other ways as much as possible. You have any ideas and needs. Feel free to tell me."

"Now that you are middle-aged, occupying the mountains and becoming king is not a long-term solution. Why don't you come back to Luoyang with me?"

"If General Yang's meal today is smooth, I still have a lot of delicious food in Luoyang, most of which are new things that you haven't tried yet."

Considering the words, Zhang Yan looked at Yang Feng in front of him with burning eyes.

For some reason, when Yang Feng saw Zhang Yan's slightly clumsy appearance, he suddenly couldn't say what he wanted to bargain before, and suddenly lost the intention to sell for a price.

"Pfft-"

The two looked at each other speechlessly, and a burst of uncontrollable laughter came from the opposite desk.

Chapter 24 Will he be ugly?

The days passed day by day, and the time soon came to May in 188 AD.

Regardless of the south or the north, May is already the season for the growth and development of all things.On the avenue leading to the south gate of Luoyang, dots of green branches shade the glare of the sun, casting light and shadow on the road.

Just where the light and shadows were mottled, a neat and luxurious carriage hurried past, the wheels stuck to the bluestone on the road, making a soft noise like rain.

"Qiao Er, how far is it to get there?"

Inside the carriage, a girl in a green dress and skirt opened the curtains, her pretty face poked out of the carriage, and her eyes fell on the poor commoners who walked side by side with her.

The girl departed from Lujiang, thousands of miles away, to Luoyang, the second daughter of the Qiao family, Qiaoying.

"Young Master, the city gate is not far ahead. It's just that there are too many people entering the city now, and we may have to wait for about half an hour."

A middle-aged man's voice came from the front of the carriage. Qiao Ying frowned when she heard the words, but didn't say much. She just sighed and closed the curtains again, and sat back in the carriage safely.

Counting from the day she left, more than a month has passed.

If it is said that Qiao Ying was full of curiosity and anticipation about the outside world when she just left home for a long journey, then after more than a month of bumpy roads, this anticipation will inevitably be dissipated into deep fatigue and boredom .

She just wants to arrive in Luoyang quickly, take a hot bath, and have a good night's rest.

For a girl who is only thirteen or fourteen years old and has never traveled far, the long-distance travel for more than a month is inevitably too hard.

refugee.

refugee refugee.

Refugee refugees Nanmin.

……

Recalling what she saw on the way to Luoyang, Qiao Ying couldn't help but feel a little shocking.

Not just for any reason, on the road from Lujiang to Henan, countless people crowded shoulder to shoulder and slowly moved in the direction of Luoyang.At the beginning, Qiao Ying felt a little surprised, but after asking the angel who came to Lujiang to find her, she finally knew what happened here.

Today, the generation of Yellow Turbans in Hedong is resurgent, and all the young and strong who are willing to join the Yellow Turbans are now coerced into the barracks.The rest of them who wanted to live an honest life had to leave their homes and go to relatively peaceful areas to make a living because they couldn't bear the looting of the Yellow Turbans.

Now that the season of sowing has passed, it must be too late to open up wasteland and farm.I heard that only Luoyang in the Central Plains is currently recruiting workers on a large scale, so they will naturally bring their families and go south to Luoyang to try.

"Go faster, I'm a little tired."

As if she didn't want to pay any more attention to those people with their families, Qiao Ying slightly closed her eyes.Her own future is still full of uncertainty, so how can she pay attention to the future of those strangers?

For the fact that she is about to marry a man she has never seen before, although Qiao Ying has already made psychological preparations, when this moment really approaches, her heart is inevitably full of apprehension and uneasiness.

"Will he be mean?"

"Will he not think about making progress?"

"Will he be more conceited than Gongjin?"

She didn't pay attention to whether the other party is very old or ugly. In Qiao Ying's eyes, the other party is just her marriage partner anyway, and the priority of attention to appearance can be said to be very low.

"..."

"Will he be ugly..."

The carriage moved forward for another hundred meters, and Qiao Ying's slightly immature voice came from the back seat of the carriage.

"After entering the city and settling down, Qiao Er, you can bring someone to buy some noodles, biscuits, and distribute some to the elderly and children among the refugees."

"It's always good to do more good things."

……

The carriage moved slowly along the road, and after a while, Qiao Ying and the others arrived at the gate of Luoyang City Gate.In front of them was a series of more than a dozen large carriages. Looking at the deep marks under the wheels of the carriages, one could tell that the carriages were full of goods.

Not corn, probably wheat flour.

Different from Jingzhou and Yangzhou generations who liked to eat rice, the northern territories of the Han Dynasty still mainly eat pasta.Even if there are occasional differences, most of them are auxiliary crops such as corn, and few people eat rice on a daily basis.

"If I move to Luoyang in the future, I'm afraid I have to adapt to the diet slowly. It's really a habit that I don't know if I can eat."

Sighing secretly, Qiaoying looked at the carts of food, and inevitably thought of the inconvenience of living in Luoyang in the future, and her face became more bitter.

The envoy from the capital who had been following them before had already gone to the city gate to report to the guards. Judging from the identity of the other party, if nothing else happened, they would jump in line and enter the city next time the city gate was opened.

Just when Qiao Ying was feeling a little relaxed about the upcoming rest, an unexpected voice caught her attention.

"If Brother De Mao returns and sees the price of food in Luoyang rising like this, I don't know what to do."

Near the city gate, a small-eyed general leaned against the city wall, complaining nonchalantly to the handsome middle-aged man beside him.And although the man said he had some helplessness on his face, he didn't leave. He just stood aside, as if he was resting.

The two were on duty today, with Cao Cao who was guarding the south gate of Luoyang with his subordinates, and Yuan Shu who was forced by him to chat with him because he had nothing to do.

If the normal arrangement is followed, the task of guarding the Luoyang Imperial City will naturally be the responsibility of a dedicated Imperial City Guard.However, due to the increasing number of people entering and leaving Luoyang recently, most of the original guards have been overwhelmed.

In desperation, Zhou Yi, who was in command of Luoyang at the time, could only ask Jian Shuo to send troops to help guard the city gates, since he had no contact with General He Jin at all, so as to prevent the refugees who gathered together from becoming overwhelmed and confronted The imperial city of Luoyang launched an attack.

Today, it is the turn of Cao Cao, the lieutenant of the Dianjun, to lead his troops to defend the city gate.

Beside him, Yuan Shu Shi Shiran stood near the city wall.He is still wearing a luxurious purple robe today, with countless delicate decorations embroidered with gold thread on the robe.

Unlike Cao Cao who was tanned beside him, Yuan Shu's handsome face was still fair and shiny.He looked at the grain truck in front of him with disdain, and his inner emotions were well written on his face.

"What does he think has nothing to do with me! If the trouble he caused himself can't be resolved by then, don't point me to help him deal with the aftermath."

Gently snorting, Yuan Shu didn't care about Cao Cao's happy smile, and just turned around to look at the bustling crowd in the distance.

"Zhang Yan wants to help his adoptive father's reputation, and everyone can see clearly. But now the world is in chaos, and there is a serious lack of food. If he makes such a big effort, the food of the whole big man will be exhausted. It will be consumed by him alone!"

It wasn't just explaining to someone, Yuan Shu was just talking to himself over there.Seeing his appearance, Cao Cao smiled happier.

"Brother Lu, you've given him so many times to deal with the aftermath, and this time is not bad."

"Besides, if you hadn't helped him spread the news, why would the Mi family in Xuzhou already know about the food shortage in Luoyang?"

Pushing his mouth forward, Cao Cao asked Yuan Shu, pointing to a complicated family crest on the cart ahead.

Cao Cao has seen grain carts with such family crests in the past few days, and he said that there are at least a hundred of them.Most of them are from the Mi family and the Chen family who are also in Xuzhou.Apart from Yuan Shu who has such prestige, who else can make such a top businessman travel thousands of miles to Luoyang to deliver food for a piece of illusory news?

Could it be Yuan Shao?

Chapter 25 Cao Cao's Little Thoughts

Cao Cao was casually chatting with Yuan Shu, since he was an officer of the Dian Army, he naturally didn't need to guard the city gates himself, he just stood aside and supervised.

Looking up at the sun that had already risen above his head, he began to think about whether to go to Zhang Yan's restaurant for a drink at noon today, or to take advantage of the warm weather and bring his servants to barbecue in the open air in the courtyard.Influenced by Zhang Yan, Cao Cao has recently developed the habit of eating three meals a day.