Jiang Kangchen was woken up by the sound of the morning exercise. When he woke up, he was dazed for a while and couldn't tell where he was. He didn't wake up until there was obvious pain in his body. The bed was very hard, and because of the rush all the way, I finally reached the end, the whole person - relaxed, tired, and the whole body was in pain. He got out of bed with his stiff waist, Jiang Kangchen moved to the table like a grandfather in his 70s or 80s, picked up the teapot on the table and opened his mouth to pour it.After quenching his thirst, Jiang Kangchen felt a little cold. He quickly put on his clothes, found out his Gu Yuanyu and ate two spoonfuls, and his stomach felt less uncomfortable immediately.
After flexing his stiff muscles and bones, Jiang Kangchen left the tent. Senior generals such as Dai Mingrong and Dai Zhanxiao have their own mansions in Huxingguan. Although they cannot be compared with those in the capital, they are much more comfortable than the tents. But they all chose to live in tents and share the joys and sorrows with the soldiers.
As soon as Jiang Kangchen came out, someone came over immediately: "Jiang Neiguan, Xiao Cao Dong, the general sent Xiao Xiao to send you. You are hungry, Xiao Xiao will bring you something to eat."
Jiang Kangchen stopped him: "I'm not busy. I want a pot of hot water. I have food with me. I want to cook some porridge to drink."
"Okay, little one is ready now."
It was very cold at Huxingguan in the morning, Jiang Kangchen rubbed his arms and went back to the camp. There was no more heat in the tent, so he added a few pieces of charcoal to the charcoal brazier that had been extinguished and lit it. At this moment, he misses the house with warm walls in Xiushui Village.
Cao Dong came over quickly and brought two people with him. Although Jiang Kangchen said it was no longer needed, Cao Dong still brought some dry food, a small stove, and tableware. Jiang Kangchen drank some hot water, washed his hands and face, and the charcoal fire also started, so he felt better. Instead of letting Cao Dong serve him in the tent, Jiang Kangchen cooked the porridge by himself. This white rice was still the polished rice that Shao Yunan had packed for him when he returned to Beijing. It was the best rice bought in the grain store and polished again, and the grains were crystal clear. There was only one bag, because he was not well, Shao Yunan asked him to cook porridge. After returning to Beijing, he was so busy that he never had time to eat, so he brought it with him when he left the capital.
When the aroma of rice porridge wafted out, Jiang Kangzhan licked his mouth. Next time, he would ask Yun Anduo for some of this rice. It smelled really fragrant, even more fragrant than the rice he ate in Fuli. How could he know that re-grinding is just a pretense, this rice is a good rice from space. Jiang Kangchen had a serious stomach problem, so Shao Yunan gave him a bag of such rice to nourish his stomach.
"Is Jiang Neiguan up?"
Jiang Kangchen stood up: "I got up now,"
The curtain was opened, and Dai Zhanxiao walked in hot, with a cloth bag in his hand. Seeing Jiang Kangchen cooking porridge, he frowned: "How does Jiang's internal official cook porridge by himself? Where's Cao Dong? Didn't you come?"
"Cao Dong is here, because he wants to cook some porridge to drink. Anyway, there is nothing to do here. Cooking porridge by myself is warmer. Can you eat this little general? This rice was given to me by Ishii and Yunan. I have never cared to eat it. , I brought it with me when I came out this time."
As soon as he heard that it was given by his younger brother, he automatically ignored Wang Shijing - Dai Zhanxiao said: "Then I'm welcome, and Jiang's internal officials don't need to be so polite, you can just call me by my name."
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