Rebirth of a Female General

Chapter 147
"Yangchun noodles?"

The guy thought he had heard it wrong, and he didn't look embarrassed until the man responded, "Master, this is a tavern, a place for drinking. To eat, you have to..."

The man was halfway through his speech when he suddenly remembered what day it was.

On the first day of the new year, all the restaurants and restaurants in the city were closed, leaving only a few restaurants near the city gate open.

The guy paused for a while, but the man on the other side said, "A jug of shochu."

When the man said this, he obviously thought that what the buddy didn't finish saying was hiding his own wine.

"A pot of shochu, a bowl of Yangchun noodles."

Seeing the buddy stunned, the man repeated his request, paused, and explained again, "Drink."

Drinking with Yangchun noodles?
What kind of new way of eating is this?

The man muttered in his heart, but he didn't push anyone away any more. He raised his smiling face and said, "Okay! Please, please!"

The man turned around and found a seat in the room.

The clerk brought over a full bottle of wine, only to find that the man was still holding a long stick wrapped in gray cloth.

The thick coir raincoat was not taken off, and when he sat down, the coir raincoat on the left waist was lifted up.

It should be that there is a sword on the waist.

The man saw the reddish-brown armored coat inside through the little gap where the straw coir raincoat was lifted up, and he was not surprised.

He was originally a military master.

The guy put down his wine and went into the back kitchen. After about two quarters of an hour, he came out.

Take the noodle bowl and a plate of jerky.

The noodle bowl was put down, a bowl of noodle soup was full, and there was a whole egg lying in it.

"On the first day of the new year, you should have a good meal even if you rush."

Seeing that the person opposite seemed a little puzzled, the guy put his hands in his hands, smiled honestly, and explained.

The man was stunned for a moment, pulled off the mask to protect against the cold, revealing Zhang Qingli's face, black eyes like stars, thin lips slightly drawn, and said: "Thank you."

The buddy never thought that the other party was a woman, he was taken aback for a moment, and said: "It's nothing, it's just a matter of convenience."

The guy said, and took another look.

It is not uncommon for women to join the army in Tahrir. He just felt that the person in front of him looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

After taking two steps, he glanced again, and saw that the man didn't let go of the long stick in his hand while eating noodles, but he didn't delay her eating noodles either.

Unlike ordinary people who are in a hurry, they always gobble up the time, but this one in front of him is very gentle, slow, and not in a hurry, but the noodles in the soup bowl are running out quickly.

Phantom.

The clerk muttered something in his heart, looked away, and slowly returned to his place behind the counter to warm the wine.

He just sat down and added a few pieces of charcoal to the stove when a gust of cold wind blew over his back, making him shiver.

The guy looked back at the door.

The thick linoleum dangled, but no one came in at the door.

The man muttered and looked around the room, only to see that the female soldier who was sitting in front of the hall eating noodles had disappeared, and there were only empty dishes and a few pieces of silver left on the table.

The clerk blinked, glanced at the door, and turned back to the desk.

The guy who just sat down had to get up again, cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, and when he lifted the jug, it was still full of wine.

The man looked at the door again, the linoleum curtain was shaking slightly, and a few horseshoe prints could be seen in the slits under the foundation, but the horseshoes that were visible before could not be seen.

"What a freak."

The man muttered again.

Isn't it weird to buy wine but not drink it?
The man muttered, divided the wine with the guests in the house, packed up the dishes and went into the back kitchen.

I could see through the crack of the firewood gate that it was snowing finely just now, but now it was snowing like goose feathers.

The wind slapped the door "bang bang".

The man wrapped himself in the cotton coat, put the things down, and muttered while shaking his head.

"It's hard these days..."

The cold wind whimpered, the heavy snow covered the hood, the sky and the earth were the same color, covered in plain silver, and a bay red horse suddenly crashed into this plain painting, carrying the people on the horse, wrapped in the chaotic snow, and blended into it.

On the 29th day of the first lunar month of the fourth year of Qianyuan, Yan Qing arrived in Luoqi Town in the last days before the heavy snow closed the mountains.

That night, a lot of snow fell, burying all the roads to the pass.

After a brief two-day rest in Rocky Town, Yan Qing set off again when the blizzard weakened a bit.

On February nd, when the dragon raised its head, it was the time when all things were revived and all the insects appeared, but the Northland was still shrouded in thick snow.

The snow is no longer falling, only the wind is still blowing, making people shrink their necks, but the streets are still lively.

This is an auspicious day.

Dragon dances, ashes scattered, and Jiji eating on the street...

People pray for good weather and good health in the coming year.

This is the first festival since the first lunar month 15 years ago, and the last leisure before the busy farming season.

Outside the gate of the general's mansion, the maids and servants were sweeping the snow in front of the house, when they saw a man in a coir raincoat, leading a bay red horse, and stopped in front of the mansion gate.

"Where did the guest come from?"

A servant came up to him and asked, "Are you looking for my old general?"

"Suian, it's me."

Yan Qing took off his bamboo hat, removed his mask, and smiled at the person in front of him.

Sui An's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, "Miss!"

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly greeted inside again, "Quick, hurry up and report to Madam, Madam, Miss is back!"

There was a commotion in front of the mansion, some people went to report happily, and some people looked at it suspiciously and joyfully.

Yan Qing was led by Sui An, just entered the gate of the mansion, bypassed the screen wall, a small figure jumped out from inside, plunged into Yan Qing's arms, hugged the person and did not let go.

"They're all big girls now, it's not okay to be so clingy all the time."

Yan Qing amusedly but helplessly followed the wind-blown hair of the Tsing Yi, trying to pull the man out of his arms, "I don't think the coir raincoat is too tight."

Tsing Yi did not speak, but did not let go.

Yan Qing looked at Tsing Yi, who was wearing a furry winter coat, nestled in his arms, it was soft and fluffy, like a clingy big cat.

When Yan Qing was helpless, someone laughed: "You just let her go! Since the day this child knew you had arrived in Rocky Town, he had been guarding the door every day, and he would not listen to anyone's persuasion. Today It was because of the festival that there were many people walking outside, so she was willing to come in. But I didn't want to, you happened to be here today."

Tsing Yi, whose bottom was uncovered, hummed twice, and arched in Yan Qing's arms again, but his hands tightened even more.It seemed that Yan Qing was about to run away as soon as she let go.

Yan Qing was hugged by her helplessly, looked at the person who came out behind Tsing Yi, and raised a gentle smile: "Mother, I'm back."

"Just come back."

Yan Qin responded with a smile, but couldn't help the tip of her nose sore. She hurriedly rolled her eyes and greeted Yan Qing, "I'll meet your grandmother first. She's been looking forward to you for a long time."

"Eh."

Yan Qing responded and patted the little girl nestled in her arms.

Tsing Yi reluctantly let go of Yan Qing, but grabbed her hand again.

That appearance made the people around him chuckle secretly.

(End of this chapter)