Chapter 1106 Cloud Movement


    Pang Tong gave a big belch, then stroked his belly with a lazy look on his face.


    "These dishes..." Fei Qian pointed at the table and said with a smile, "Do you have all the dishes in Jingxiang as well?"


    Pang Tong nodded and said: "Not only does it exist, but it is even more exquisite than yours... Take this mutton roast as an example..." There was no concept of stir-fry in the Han Dynasty, so anything stir-fried was also called stir-fried. burn.


    "...What you use here is ordinary lamb leg meat..." Pang Tong tapped the edge of the bean plate with a look of contempt on his face, "Do you know what Liu Jingzhou used? Only take the lamb spine and discard the rest. ! Look at you... Do you know, this is the gap..."


    Fei Qian laughed and didn''t take it seriously.


    The pursuit of delicious food, as a member of a foodie empire, is an innate talent that cannot be stopped even if you want. Even in later generations, Fei Qian worked hard just to eat. Of course, what makes Fei Qian envious the most is not drinking tea in Bashu in the morning and drinking coffee in Paris in the evening, but eating whatever he wants, and it is best to go to the place of origin to eat, because only in this way is the most delicious food. Authentic taste…


    Just like if you want to eat butchered vegetables and Madier popsicles, go to Heilongjiang; if you want to eat pot-roasted pork and soybean paste pork, go to Jilin; if you want to eat mackerel pancakes and three-fresh leek box, go to Liaoning; if you want to eat all kinds of whole For a sheep feast and secret swan eggs, go to Inner Mongolia; for grilled buns and mutton skewers, go to Xinjiang; for highland barley wine, butter tea, and Tibetan noodles, go to Tibet...


    Qinghai has haggis, hand-caught beef, and mixed noodles; Gansu has Lanzhou stuffed skin, sugar oil cakes, and sugar pot helmets; Shaanxi has mutton steamed buns, meat buns, and gourd heads; Shanxi has fish balls, Taiyuan hand-pulled noodles, noodles Tea, cat ears; Hebei has roasted donkey meat, fried pancakes, and beef cakes; Sichuan has Dandan noodles, Long Chaoshou, and Xiba tofu; Guizhou has Changwang noodles, lotus leaf glutinous rice cake, and silk dolls; Chongqing has shredded chicken and tofu, Ma Yuan, hand-copying when crossing a bridge; Yunnan has millet cakes, bean curd rice noodles, small pot bait silk...


    How many are there? How many are not listed?


    It is a blessing to be able to eat.


    The world of Foodie Empire is the most beautiful.


    “You did it on purpose…”


    Pang Tong smacked his lips, sipped the tea soup in small sips, and spoke slowly.


    “What?” Fei Qian was a little confused.


    ?Pang Tong knocked on the table.


    "Oh..." Fei Qian nodded and said, "Half and half...you know, I am a greedy person..."


    Pang Tong laughed a few times and said: "I know, why don''t you know... I knew it when you used a net to replenish fish at the foot of Lushan Mountain and didn''t even let go of the small fish... But this is not bad." …”


    "Hmm." Fei Qian turned the tea bowl and said somewhat nonchalantly, "To be honest... I would rather be remembered as a food-loving general than just a general who conquered the West..."


    Pang Tong looked at Fei Qian and said slowly: "Eating is human nature. Only when you are satisfied with eating can you do anything else... I think it is good that you can have many dishes here... at least they are better than real swords and guns. Simple and not arousing suspicion... When I crossed Heluo, Yang tried it several times and finally gave up... This eating may also be partly responsible..."


    What do poor people eat?


    stick paste.


    ??If an extremely poor person has the energy to study a dish or innovate a new way to eat it?


    Apparently not.


    So although many people suspect that Feiqian may not have much reserves due to the continuous wars here, but seeing Pingyang''s dishes being renovated one after another, they feel anxious and it is not easy to confirm.


    Coupled with the fact that these people did not pay much attention to the Bingbei area, there were not many available people, so the issue of Feiqian''s internal reserves became a difficult mystery.


    Fei Qian chuckled, then his face darkened a little, and he said, "How dare Mr. Yang embarrass you?"


    "Humph..." Pang Tong said, "Why don''t you dare? The Yang family has the final say in Heluo now... Fortunately, the Marquis of Linjin is still more awake and takes care of His Majesty''s face. Otherwise, the Yang family might have walked away in Heluo. …”


    Fei Qian was silent for a while, then waved his hand to ask all the attendants to step back, and then said: "...You came from Jingxiang...how has the situation around you changed?"


    Pang Tong also lost his playful smile and said seriously: "There will be chaos soon... The main reason is Er Yuan..."


    Pang Tong stretched out his finger, made a vague gesture in the air, and said: "...the two Yuans in the North and South must have a tacit understanding now...Determine the rear first, and then proceed to the decisive battle, and the two states of Yanqing are the final battlefield...So Liu Jingzhou is also in a panic. When I came here, I specifically told you that I would ask you for more war horses..."


    At this point, Pang Tong shook his head and made a sound, obviously not satisfied with Liu Biao''s performance.


    “So the one who most hopes for a fight between Yuan and Yuan is none other than the Yang family?” Fei Qian said.


    Pang Tong nodded and said: "That''s natural, but to be honest, if the two Yuans work together, it will be an extremely troublesome thing... So your clay pot is still considered safe... Can it be beaten? Gu I can’t beat you, and the people around you who are staring at you can’t beat you...tsk tsk..."


    Fei Qian said: "Then how long do you think I have left here?"


    Pang Tong shook his head and said, "It''s hard to say. Maybe that day, the two Yuans suddenly realized their enlightenment and joined forces, and everyone would no longer be able to play anymore? After all, the Yang family started too late, and was tormented by Dong, so its strength was still poor. Some, once the two Yuans join forces, he will not be able to compete..."


    "That''s it...it seems Guanzhong can only let it go..." Fei Qian sighed.


    Pang Tong frowned and said: "Who suggested taking Guanzhong at this time? It is too hasty... Yuanzhi?"


    ?Fei Qian nodded.


    Pang Tong also nodded, shook his head, and said slowly: "Don''t blame him. It''s just that you have to know it yourself... Yuan Zhi was born... so his desire to make meritorious service is naturally stronger than ordinary people... But don''t be harsh, otherwise It will also be easy to lose your energy..."


    "Huh?" Fei Qian looked at Pang Tong up and down and said, "Okay... I even understand this. It seems that I have learned a lot during this time!"


    Pang Tong just puffed up his chest triumphantly, but then he thought of something else, and his face fell. He waved his hands in a daze and said, "This is a small road, not worth mentioning."


    Looking at Pang Tong''s expression, Fei Qian had guessed something, but he didn''t say anything. He just nodded and secretly made a note of it in his heart. After all, he might be able to use it in the future...


    “Then, should I express my gratitude to His Majesty?” Fei Qian chuckled twice.


    Pang Tong also smiled and said: "That''s natural. It''s the right thing to send the newly harvested crops..."


    ……………


    “Er Yuan…”


    ??Yang Biao stood on the top of Luoyang City, looked at the sky, and sighed softly.


    Even though the autumn harvest is approaching, there are still a large number of people repairing the city of Luoyang day and night.


    In the huge Luoyang City, the city walls need to be repaired, the roads need to be cleaned, and trenches need to be dug. Large quantities of green bricks, strips of stone, and wood were transported from Luoshui via boats or rafts to the south of Luoyang City, and then were transported like ants like They were dragged into Luoyang City little by little with logs and hemp ropes... ? ? ? Although a fire burned for three days and three nights, after all, many bricks, stones and rammed earth could not be burned. The burned waste materials were removed. If it falls down, it can naturally be rebuilt, but restoring Luoyang''s original prosperity and wealth will not be completed in ten or eight years.


    ??The first thing to be completed was the Chongde Hall in the Imperial City.


    ?Of course, the Chongde Hall at this time was just a crude and simplified version. There was even no vermilion paint in some places, and the white wood was exposed. But in other words, it at least protected the Han Emperor Liu Xie''s face, so that he would not be able to huddle under the broken eaves and broken walls like in history.


    Historically, Liu Xie was lucky enough to escape from Li Guo''s rule after Li Guo and his two men made a big fuss in Guanzhong, and after the Heluo epidemic and severe drought, and even the phenomenon of cannibalism appeared in many places. Control returned to Luoyang, which lasted five years.


    ?At that time, the Yang family of Hongnong also spent a long time in the face of natural and man-made disasters and exhausted all their original savings. As a result, when Cao Cao led his troops, he had no checking and balancing power.


    ?But now, Yang Biao thinks that there is still a chance, provided that Er Yuan must fight.


    A few days ago, the edict conferring Yuan Shao and others was finally issued.


    ?This was obviously not a strategy that Liu Xie could come up with on his own, but Yang Biao thought about it for a long time and finally agreed to turn these edicts into physical objects, because this was indeed beneficial to Yang Biao himself.


    But the problem is that no one is stupid...


    So we still need to do something to make it better.


    “Come here!”


    ??Yang Biao pondered for a long time, and finally issued an order, "I order all counties in the world, and the Han Emperor to return to Luo, and pay annual tribute after the autumn harvest!"


    ……………


    "Pingyang Shao...tsk tsk..."


    ??Cao Cao picked up the last bit of food and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he looked at the smooth bean plate and couldn''t help but sigh, "It''s really exquisite..."


    "If my lord is happy, just ask someone to do it again!" Cao Hong said with a smile.


    ??Cao Cao was a little moved, but in the end he put down his chopsticks, shook his head, and said: "...That''s fine...No need..."


    After the attendants removed all the leftovers from the table and brought tea and dried fruits, Cao Cao slowly said: "Zi Lian invited me here, not just to eat this Pingyang Shao..."


    ???Cao Hong laughed twice and said: "My lord is wise, I am thinking that I have collected a lot of gold and silver during this period... I am thinking about whether to go to the north to exchange for some weapons and horses..."


    ??? Cao Cao laughed and said: "I told you earlier that you won''t change your habit...What''s the use of gold and silver these days? But, isn''t this the same as the Northern Caravan..."


    As Cao Cao spoke, his face turned a little pale. He understood what Cao Hong meant.


    ??Cao Hong is greedy for money, but he is not to the point of personally handling the caravan. The reason why he told Cao Cao this is precisely because of the reason for joining the northern caravan...


    The caravans coming from the north seemed to have only reached the Chenliu realm since Yuan Shu attacked Yanzhou, and never went east. Therefore, all goods were delivered at the Chenliu realm.


    ?Of course, such behavior is understandable for the Bingbei caravan.


    ?Would that caravan be willing to be deeply involved in the battlefield, taking the risk of being caught by both sides at any time, randomly labeling it as a spy, and swallowing all the people and goods?


    However, if the delivery is done in Chenliu, then when the goods arrive at Cao Cao, they will change hands several times.


    ?Last time, the war horses and weapons sent from Bingbei were delayed in reaching Cao Cao. If Cao Hong hadn''t chased them several times, there''s no telling when they would be in Cao Cao''s hands...


    "Zi Lian''s intention..." Cao Cao knocked his head, feeling a little headache, and said, "...I also know it, but Meng Zhuo is a close friend..."


    Cao Hong looked at Cao Cao with some helplessness and could only say: "My lord, how about... I send another caravan to the territory of Chenliu? My lord knows that Duke Zhang may be unparalleled in chivalry, but he may not be a bad official!" Although there is no difference in the number of war horses, most of them are rogues! The firearms and weapons are also of varying quality! Either the people from Bingbei are shoddy, or..."


    Cao Cao raised his palms and said, "Don''t talk nonsense!"


    “Lord!” Cao Hong shouted.


    "Okay, I know..." Cao Cao stood up, smiled, walked to Cao Hong, patted Cao Hong''s shoulder, and said, "I know Zi Lian''s heart... But don''t mention it again... Okay Yes, I have political affairs, so I will leave first... Next time there will be new dishes from Pingyang, so I will come back..."


    ??Cao Cao said nothing more. When he left Cao Hong''s mansion, he smiled and waved his hand to Cao Hong to go back. However, when he turned around, all his smiles shrank.


    Cao Cao even knew more about this matter than Cao Hong!


    There is no problem with the caravan merging north.


    The detailed work sent to Chenliu has confirmed this. Whether it is equipment or war horses sold from Bingbei, they are at least passable.


    At the turn of the hand, the good horse turns into a bad horse, and the weapon becomes crippled...


    ??Of course Cao Cao wanted to find out what was going on, but before that, he was more concerned about Yuan Shao''s attitude.


    ?Zhang Miao sent an envoy to Jizhou. Although it was secretive, Cao Cao still found out. Of course, it is impossible to know exactly what Zhang Miao and Yuan Shao communicated.


    According to normal standards, Zhang Miao''s behavior is understandable.


    Zhang Miao was Cao Cao''s benefactor.


    ??If it weren''t for Zhang Miao, Cao Cao might not be what he is today. He might have been tied up, stuffed into a cart, sent to Luoyang, had his head cut off and hung on the city gate.


    ??If it weren''t for Zhang Miao, Cao Cao wouldn''t be able to recruit troops. Perhaps he could only look at the peach blossoms in his backyard at home and lament that he was untimely and unlucky.


    “Meng Zhuo…”


    ?Cao Cao looked up at the sky and sighed softly and longly.


    ?The white clouds in the sky are floating and changing, just like Cao Cao''s heart at the moment...


    (End of this chapter)