Before the Liangzhou Rebellion, the Qianghu Rebellion was only a few thousand, and the most common were only a few tens of thousands.

However, since the Liangzhou Rebellion, the Qianghu Rebellion in Liangzhou has often been in several counties, and the number of rebels has also risen from thousands to tens of thousands.

The reason is that local tycoons are involved.

Without the support of local tyrants, it is rare for Qiang and Hu rebels to reach tens of thousands.

Just like this time, someone dared to raise the slogan of re-establishing the King of Han in the Heshou.

If someone said that it was not the remnants of Song Jianxiao's court that year, Feng Yong would rather believe that his wife was pregnant with twins, and the kind of twins!

But none of this matters anymore.

Facing Ju Fu, Chen Shi and others led the Han army after the Battle of Longyou, Feng Yong believed that the rebels could not cause any major storms.

It is enough to leave the fight, killing and killing to the generals under his command, and he has more important things to do.

For example, ensure logistics.

Compared to visiting the front line in person, the most important thing in this battle is how to transform the results of the victory into war dividends.

The Xinghan Association plays an important role in it.

Some time ago, when the weather started to show signs of warming up, Dongfeng Express was preparing to resume supply to Longyou.

Xu Xun has now completely put the route from Jincheng to Yong'an to his cousin Xu You.

He himself worked tirelessly to walk the Longyou line.

When he ran to Shouyang in person, the weather in Longyou was already very warm, and Shouyang in Longxi might be a little colder, but it was only a little bit.

Walking outside, wearing a sweater, and a coat, is enough.

Xu Xun brought a small bag of food over and asked Feng Yong to inspect the goods: "Brother, look, how is this?"

Feng Yong touched his body, but couldn't touch the knife.

I had to pick up a little powder with my thumb and index finger, put it in my mouth and taste it, and then spit it out, and it felt that it didn't match the taste of Dry Food 2.0.

He snatched the bag and looked inside, and saw that the powder inside seemed to be gray?

I thought it wasn't enough light, so I walked to the door of the hall and looked at the sun again. Yes, it was gray.

"What's this thing? Can it be eaten?"

Feng Yong frowned and smashed his mouth, but he always felt that his mouth was not as good as it was.

Xu Xun came over and smiled: "Brother, it's normal that he can't get used to this thing."

"Stop showing off! Tell me, what is this thing?" Feng Yong rebuked, shook the bag on his hand again. At first glance, it looked like flour that could not be ground at the beginning.

But today's flour is not only much finer than before, but also much whiter. Even if it is mixed with various bean flour, it will not be as gray as it is.

If it was flour, Xu Xun could not have taken it to inspect the goods with a look of credit.

Xu Xun came over and whispered: "I can't blame my brother for not knowing that this is something new in Nanxiang."

"It was ground into powder with the yutou. Except for changing the flour into yutou powder, the rest did not change. Fry it in lard and add some salt."

"This looks better than flour, but it tastes similar..."

Feng Yong looked at Xu Xun muttering and nagging endlessly, and couldn't help but shout, "Speak with human words!"

"Ah, yes, yes. What I mean. The food in our brothers' hands cannot be used only on the upper Longyou. In the Nanxiang area, didn't I planted a lot of jiu in the past two years?"

"Since this yutou can also be ground into powder and replaced by flour, then this dry food..."

When Feng Yong heard this, his heart was filled with excitement. Isn’t this just drinking blood from soldiers?

I'm fighting to the death on the front line, and you are waiting behind to make money in war, but still dare to think about drawing blood from the soldiers?

At that time, one day the soldier will turn his face, and I will be the first one to die!

Thinking of this, Feng Yong raised his yu-tou pink bag and was about to smash it on Xu Xun's head: "Dare you? Look, I won't kill you first!"

Xu Xun turned his back before he could finish his words.

He hugged his head and shouted, "Brother, please spare me, this is what Mrs. Zhang means, I am wronged!"

That is, Xu Xun shouted in time, and Feng Yong took back the bag that he almost smashed out: "Who? Miss Zhang?"

Thinking of Zhang Xingyi's cute and cute appearance, Feng Yong was furious again: "You are talking nonsense! How could Si Niang do such a thing?"

Although I knew that I was hurting her heart, how could Si Niang lay mines on her like this?

This blackening speed is too sudden!

Thinking of this, Feng Yong kicked Xu Xun again.

"It's true, my wife Zhang said that in recent years, many people have planted a lot of 电影院通片院通 every year."

"There are too many 电影, and I can't finish the coolie below, so I can only feed the pigs in the end."

Xu Xun was kicked, not daring to be negligent, and quickly explained, "It just so happened that Mrs. Zhang came back to Longyou and knew the situation in Longyou."

"After she went back, she learned the method from whom she learned it. She grind the jiu into powder and fryed it and made it into dry food."

Feng Yong's mouth twitched a few times when he heard this.

Seeing the change of expression on his brother's face, Xu Xun knew that he might have been safe, so he approached carefully again.

"Brother, this little lady Zhang is also for the sake of our brothers."

"What are the Hu people in Longyou eating? There is not much difference between this yutou flour and flour, at most, the color is different."

"Besides, the food in my hands is not only for the plantations in Longyou, Nanzhong, and the horse farms in Yuezhi, which one does not require food?"

"And the food reserves in our association have been decreasing since the Northern Expedition, so it won't work. Anyway, instead of feeding pigs, why not use them to help the Hu people in Longyou?"

Damn it!

Your appearance as a matter of course is really a complete unscrupulous businessman.

Feng Yong looked at him: "Are you sure this was what Mrs. Zhang told you to do?"

It shouldn't be. Why is my fourth wife so unethical? You must have instigated her to do it and then pushed the matter to her!

"How dare I talk nonsense? Besides, I can't think of such an immoral, uh, such a good way to save money..."

Xu Xun stumbled on his mouth.

You say one more thing? Believe it or not, I will beat you to death!

Feng Yong pondered for a while, and finally turned his eyes and picked up a little powder and put it in his mouth and licked it.

Force yourself to believe: Well, this taste is almost the same, right?

"I just don't know if they are used to eating..."

"What are you not used to eating?" As soon as Xu Xun saw Feng Yong's sign of loosening, he quickly bulged his tongue, "Brother, it's good to have food these days."

"I came from Pingxiang and happened to meet a small tribe of the Huns. I heard that it was arranged by General Ma to send it."

"They were chased by the Xianbei people in the north, and they lost all the cattle, sheep and horses. That's a pity! I couldn't see it, so I specially sent them a bag of dry food."

"Guess what? The Hun leader was very grateful to me and kept me in his tent for a night..."

When Feng Yong heard this, he looked at him squintedly: "Hmm? Why, you've gotten sleepy with him?"

"Well," Xu Xun blushed, "Brother doesn't know that this Hu man is arrogant and rude, and some customs are very different from ours. This host stays guests overnight, which makes people feel..."

Speaking of this, he stopped and seemed unable to think of any words to describe it.

"It's so delicious?" Feng Yong continued.

"Yes! It's so interesting!" Xu Xun slapped his thighs and looked at Feng Yong, "Brother, I know it too?"

He looked at the side and then whispered: "My brother has also spent the night in the Hu people's camp?"

Speaking of this, he suddenly realized: "That's right, my brother is the descendant of the mountain god in the eyes of Hu people. I'm afraid that there are countless leaders of Hu people who want to invite his brother to spend the night?"

"In this way, the wife and daughter of the Hu leader in Longyou..."

Feng Yong saw that this person was becoming less and less like a human being, and immediately kicked him away: "Get out!"

I didn't even have the intention to rub soap for them all night.

Xu Xun put it on again with a stern face: "Brother, look at this dry food..."

"How many in your hands?"

Feng Yong asked.

"If my brother doesn't speak, how dare we do this easily? Now I just took a little over and let my brother take a look."

"If my brother thinks it is feasible, then I will bring a group of them next time. Speaking of which, the Nanxiang yutou has been stored for a winter day, and if it is left, it will be broken."

Xu Xun said quickly.

"Sure, then bring a group of people here next time." Feng Yong nodded, as if he was responsible for this matter, "but this thing needs to be changed."

"Try mixing half of the flour and the yutou flour, so that it won't be too obvious."

After all, it was Si Niang who proposed this, so she had to give her face no matter how much she was.
To be continued...