Especially the leader of the military generals, he also picked up the big bowl, smiled very honestly, and raised the bowl at Qin Bohan: "Lord Qin arrived at our camp today, what is it called, using the words of your scholars?" What puff and what glow? ”

The military advisor on the side hurriedly reminded in a low voice: "Pengsheng is shining!" ”

"Oh, yes, yes, what a fluff! My old Chen is a rough person, and he can't say beautiful words! I'll do three bowls myself—"

After speaking, he grunted and drank a bowl of burnt knives in one go.

The soldiers next to him had already poured two large bowls, and General Chen poured them without changing his face and heartbeat.

When you're done, keep the bottom of the bowl facing up, and there's no trickle left.

After three bowls, the generals and negotiating officials next to them couldn't help but cheer.

Qin Bohan looked at the posture and immediately felt a pain in his head.

This is the strongest burning knife, although he likes to have a few drinks on weekdays, he was drunk with Master Jian a few days ago.

But he has never drunk this kind of burning knife, he has heard of this kind of wine, the characteristics of Saibei, because of the cold weather, so this kind of spirit is the most popular.

People who have burned like fire in their throats and don't drink well are basically the kind that they pour in one gulp.

Not to mention this bowl.

He was embarrassed in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, nodded calmly, and said a few kind words.

However, Song Chongjin knew it in his heart, and when everyone saw Qin Bohan's gentle attitude, they all stood up and wanted to toast, but they also picked up the sea bowl without a trace, blocked the corners of their mouths, and said softly: "Adults can drink with confidence——"

Qin Bohan was a shrewd person, and he immediately understood.

Smiled and picked up the sea bowl, only smelled a faint smell of wine, and was relieved, and drank a bowl with everyone.

Seeing Qin Bohan giving everyone face like this, the atmosphere immediately became lively.

Especially on the side of the military generals, you must know that in this imperial court now, there are signs of emphasizing literature and light on military force, and the emperor has looked at Chinese officials over the years, especially their military salaries, as well as military food supplies, are all in the hands of civilian officials.

Therefore, these military generals at the border passes, when they see these civil officials, especially those in the capital, no matter what they think in their hearts, they must have a little respect on their faces, for fear that these civilian officials will stumble on them and use their hands and feet to pay and eat the military food, and they will suffer a dumb loss.

Especially a big official like Qin Bohan, who doesn't know that he is the emperor's confidant, they can't wait to offer him up.

Seeing that Lord Qin was so gentle and gave face, these generals didn't think much about it, they just felt that this Lord Qin was a cheerful person, and they immediately got a little closer.

They all slapped the table, applauding, and at the same time, they planned to accompany this Lord Qin to drink a few more bowls today, so that they would not get drunk and not return.

And the officials of the negotiation team, where do they have such an opportunity on weekdays, they can drink and eat with Lord Qin, and they are also agitated in their hearts, and they see that the generals are rushing up to toast Lord Qin.

Not to be outdone, they didn't care whether they could drink it or not, they followed with a sea bowl.

Song Chongjin stopped slightly, and only said that Lord Qin had been on the road for a few days, and he hadn't eaten a bite of hot rice, so it was better to let the adults taste the craftsmanship of the guys first, take two sips first, and then toast it was not too late.

If others said it, these generals might not be able to sell this face, but as soon as Song Chongjin said it, everyone nodded yes one after another, and repeatedly said that they were not thoughtful, please Qin Bohan Don't blame Yunyun for a lot.

Everyone else calmed down, all a little embarrassed.

But fortunately, the steaming dishes were ready, because the weather was cold, and if it was out of the fire, I was afraid that it would be blown cold by the cold wind after a while.

They also prepared a few copper basins on the table, filled them with the wood that had not been burned through the fire, covered them with a layer of charcoal, and then put the food in a small pot and sat down on the copper basin.

This will keep you warm, and you can add some charcoal or something to it halfway through.

This method was taught by Song Chongjin last time, in Chicheng County, when the weather is cold, Wang Yongzhu always likes to arrange a pot to eat every other day.

In Chicheng County, you can set up a small red clay stove, or have a separate stove for eating pots, and it is enough to add charcoal to it.

It's bitterly cold here, and these are even more rare in the camp.

Even these small iron pots are still in the materials arranged by Wang Yongzhu for Song Chongjin, and the copper basin is even collected from everyone who washes their faces on weekdays.

Anyway, it can't be burned, and when it runs out, pour out the charcoal fire inside, and use it with water.

Men, they are not so particular.

Although Qin Bohan had eaten something before, he smelled the smell of the hot meat, and he also felt a little hungry.

So he didn't refuse, and raised his chopsticks.

Qin Bohan raised the chopsticks first, and the others followed, not to mention this guy, although he made a big pot of dishes, he might be selected to receive the nobles from the capital today, and there were also a few brushes.

The mutton is stewed deliciously, there is no fishy smell at all, and the entrance is fragrant.

The pork is the best pig-killing dish, pig blood and tofu stewed into a pot, pork is cut into slices, fried into a scoop-shaped, translucent color, with vermicelli, dried tofu, dried mushrooms, and a few kinds of dried vegetables, the soup is rich, absorbing the deliciousness of pork, and a bite is fragrant.

Even the pig's large intestine, as well as the pig's belly and the like, were cleaned up one by one, marinated, and put aside as a cold dish.

Served with fried peanuts and salted duck eggs with marinated yolks, cut in half, the orange-red yolks and white egg whites are tempting to look at.

These dishes look rough, not as delicate and expensive as the wine banquet in the capital, and they are extraordinarily down-to-earth.

After Qin Bohan entered the court as an official from high school, he rarely ate such a down-to-earth meal.

After tasting it, it evoked some memories of him, when he was down, he didn't continue to eat three meals, and he was extremely embarrassed.

It is also a cold winter wax moon, almost the New Year, every household is buying New Year's goods, even if the poor people, to the New Year, they have to cut a little meat, no matter how bad they are, they have to boil two eggs, stained with meat.

And he, every day, gets up early and cooks a pot of thin porridge, a bowl in the morning, a bowl at noon, and a bowl at night, barely getting by.

In the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, he was wearing thin porridge, a single figure, where there was an atmosphere of the New Year.

It was the teacher Qi University who came to the door in person, saying that he was also bored for the New Year, and called him to accompany him to eat and have a lively time.

He was grateful in his heart, knowing that his teacher had pity on him.

On that day, because the teacher was also alone, he hired a mother-in-law who cooked, although the mother-in-law was not a professional cook, but she could also cook a few home-cooked dishes.

The Chinese New Year's Eve dinner for two people that day was a pork stew, which also contained vermicelli, cabbage, dried mushrooms and dried vegetables in summer.

There was also a plate of peanuts and three or four sliced salted duck eggs.

Not expensive, but in Qin Bohan's heart, it was the best and warmest Chinese New Year's Eve meal in his life.

It was also this meal that gave him the warmth and courage to continue to persevere.

Now looking at this table, he can only say simple dishes, but Qin Bohan's heart softened, and when he looked at Song Chongjin again, he couldn't help but look relieved.

He had a premonition that the grievances of his mentor's family back then would be washed away!