When I woke up the next day, I felt refreshed.

The yard was quiet, and the door of Si Niang opposite was closed tightly. It seemed that she had not woken up yet.

Feng Yong first breathed and then practiced physical skills for a while.

When he saw Amei coming to knock on the door with a basin, Guan Ji opened the door lazily.

After eating early, Feng Yong continued to return to the house to write the winter training plan.

In winter, in addition to feeding soldiers and maintaining physical strength, the most important thing is to pay attention to preventing cold and not let them get cold.

After all, in this era, wind and cold cannot be ignored.

Therefore, you must keep warm during training, and you cannot take off your clothes outside for relaxation after sweating.

This is an issue that needs to be repeatedly emphasized, and it even needs to be incorporated into military orders.

When Feng Yong was training in the snow and ice in the northwest, his underwear was soaked, and the instructor didn't let him take off his coat. He never caught a cold all winter.

But in the beginning of spring, there was no supervision from the instructor. After a training session, Feng Yongtu was cool and took off his warm clothes and blew in the wind for less than two minutes.

Then at night, my throat began to itch, and when I woke up the next day, my mind became heavy and I had a low fever.

Therefore, this detail must not only be known to the officers and backbones, but also to all soldiers.

If a melon girl dares not obey, she will whip it directly, and she will remember it if she whips it halfway. At the same time, she can also set an example for the entire army.

Anyway, where did the human rights come from in the army at this time? No one would say abuse or anything.

Feng Yongzheng tried hard to recall the issues that needed to be paid attention to in winter training in later generations, and only heard the door of the house ringing. When he looked up, he found that Guan Ji had walked in.

Guan Ji walked to Feng Yong and saw, "Alang is busy with this training plan again?"

"Well, yes, training in winter is different in summer. I mainly want the soldiers to adapt to fighting in the cold weather, so there are many problems that need to be considered carefully."

Feng Yong replied, then looked at Guan Ji again, "Is there something wrong with Mr. Xi looking for me?"

Guan Ji reminded, "It's almost noon. Alang is not ready yet?"

“What are you preparing for?”

Feng Yong asked in a daze.

When Guan Ji heard this, she knew that this person must have forgotten what he promised him last night.

At the moment, my face was a little annoyed, "Didn't I remind Ah Lang last night? The fourth lady is about to go back to Hanzhong..."

"Oh, oh, I forgot!"

Feng Yong slapped his head.

I was so anxious last night that my husband said something, but I agreed to it all over my mouth.

When I woke up this morning, this matter was already thrown behind me.

As for men, it’s not surprising that all of them are of this kind of virtue.

Feng Yong comforted himself.

Seeing Guan Ji's dissatisfaction look, Feng Yong quickly comforted her and said, "This matter is easy. I was just fascinated by it. I didn't remember it. Actually, I've been prepared for a long time."

"really?"

Guan Ji looked at Feng Yong suspiciously.

“That’s natural.”

Feng Junhou said confidently again.

What is the best food when it's cold?

Of course it is hot pot.

Especially mutton hotpot.

Just one word, it’s cool!

However, before the Hanzhong Ranch was built, Feng Yong was rare to even pork except for being able to eat chicken.

And it is also very difficult to build an iron pot in this era.

The key is that the quality of the iron is not up to standard.

Of course, pottery products can be used, but Feng Yong was worried because the quality of pottery products in this era was far less than that of the Sui and Tang dynasties, let alone comparable to the Song dynasty.

There are also masters who can burn quality ceramic products, but they are not something that Feng Yong could afford at that time?

So it's better to use copper.

But this copper... was a real currency. At that time, Feng Yong's house did not have that much copper.

In addition, it was not good to enjoy too much in the early stages of entrepreneurship, so I had to press this matter.

When I returned to Jincheng, I was preparing for the southern expedition. After returning from the southern expedition, I was sent to jail before I could take a breath. After I was released from prison, I had to prepare for a marriage. After getting married, I had to go to Yuexi to quell the rebellion.

After the rebellion was over, he led his troops to Hanzhong to prepare for the Northern Expedition.

In recent years, although I have the conditions to eat hot pot, I seem to have no time to spare, so my mind has faded and even forgotten.

Until the Northern Expedition was victorious, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In addition, after receiving the position of the Qiang Huying School Captain, the Qiang and Hu in Longyou are all under control. What is the most common Qiang and Hu tribes?

Of course it’s cattle and sheep!

More importantly, the climate in Longyou is much colder than in Shu.

So the idea of ​​eating hot pot finally got back.

The hot pot has been ready for a long time. I originally wanted to wait until it snows. Now, although the plan has changed, it doesn’t matter. The weather has started to get colder anyway.

Just try it in advance if this hot pot can be used.

If you find any problem, you will ask Nanxiang to rebuild it.

"What is Alang looking for?"

Guan Ji couldn't help asking as Feng Yong flipped around the room that was regarded as a temporary warehouse, making the inside a mess.

"Hotpot!" Feng Yong gestured the shape of the hotpot, "When he informed Li Mu to come from Nanxiang, I specially sent her the drawings."

"I asked her to find someone to use copper to make some hot pots for me. I remember it was placed in the warehouse, so why can't I find it?"

Feng Yong looked left and right, and said strangely.

"Copper pot?"

Guan Ji was even more confused and couldn't understand what Feng Yong was saying.

"It's a copper hot pot, uh, it means a pot made of red gold. But it's not the same as the pot in the kitchen, it's a bit like a stove."

These days, what we usually call gold is copper.

If it is gold, it should be explained specifically.

Guan Ji laughed as soon as she heard this, "Isn't it enough for Alang to say it was a golden furnace earlier? It took him a long time to work hard."

She said, walking to a corner, opening a box, and taking out a hot pot from it, "Is this what Alang said?"

"Yes, yes! That's it. Why did you put it in the box? No wonder you couldn't find it after searching for a long time."

Feng Yong took the hot pot from Guan Ji's hand and wiped it like a baby. The dark yellow color looked like you could tell that it was a high-end product.

"I saw that it was made in fine detail and was made of gold. I thought it was used by Arang as a play, so I naturally had to keep it carefully."

Guan Ji explained, while looking at Feng Yong in surprise, "I heard what Alang meant just now, is this a pot?"

"Of course it's a pot, and it's a good pot."

Seeing Guan Ji's eyes widened and her incredible appearance, Feng Yong felt that something was interesting and couldn't help but jokingly, "The Feng family is now a powerful family, what's the point of making a few golden pots?"

"Alang really plans to use it to cook?"

Guan Ji asked with some ate.

"Of course." Feng Yong knocked on the hot pot in his arms and said proudly, "Today I will let Xijun know what Dingshi Home is."

The cows from the Qiang and Hu tribe were very eye-catching. They knew that Feng Langjun wanted to eat beef, so they suddenly jumped off the cliff and committed suicide - although they didn't know where the cliffs came from near Pingxiang.

At the same time, two skinned sheep are also provided.

"Go and call Si Niang and Amei back. Today I will treat it as a holiday and don't work."

Once Feng Junhou wears an apron, it is like a different person, with a unique aura, and he dares to command his own Xiaojun arrogantly.

When Guan Ji saw him like this, she pursed her lips and smiled, "No, follow your wishes!"

"Wait," Feng Yong thought for a moment, "Call Li Mu too. Among us, she is the hardest, and it is not good to just leave her."

"Okay, I will follow the Lord."

After a while, Zhang Xingyi and Li Mu who received the notice returned to the yard and saw Guan Ji leaning against the door of the kitchen, jutting her head and looking at something.

Zhang Xingyi felt curious, walked behind Guan Ji, and learned to lean in, and asked, "What are you looking at?"
To be continued...