Transmigrating To Ancient Times With A Kitchen

The more General Yin thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. Cold sweat broke out on his back. Looking at General Song\'s gentle smile, he felt that it was terrifying.

He shook his head and quickly got rid of the ridiculous thoughts in his mind. Perhaps he was just thinking too much.

Looking at General Song departing figure, he blurted out, "Wait!"

General Song paused and turned around in confusion. He asked, "What\'s wrong?"

General Yin did not know why he had suddenly asked, so he hurriedly added, "I want to drink. Are you free? Drink with me!"

General Song smiled. "So that\'s what you want. Sure, but the General doesn\'t allow us to drink. Where did you get the wine?"

Deputy General Yin let out a sigh. "It\'s fine to drink a little. The general won\'t know."

"Let\'s go to your place to drink," he added. "I haven\'t packed my things yet."

Hearing this, General Song paused for a moment before he came back to his senses. He said gently, "Sure."

Deputy General Yin heaved a sigh of relief and hooked his back. "Let\'s go get the wine first!"

When they arrived at General Song\'s tent, General Yin looked around for a while. Because they were still marching, the tent was only built when they were sleeping, so there were very few things. He could see everything at a glance.

However, even so, he still observed it carefully.

"What\'s wrong?" asked General Song. Is there a problem with my tent?"

General Yin came back to his senses and quickly shook his head."No, no. It\'s just that I think your tent is quite clean."

As he spoke, he picked up a small jar in the corner and asked, "What is this?"

"It\'s tea leaves. The conditions in the army aren\'t that good, so I often brew a cup of tea to comfort myself."

Deputy General Yin nodded. He really did not know why these rich people would drink tea during the march.

He opened it and took a look.

"It\'s quite fragrant!" he praised.

The fragrance of the tea assailed his nostrils. It smelled good, but he really did not dare to compliment the taste. It was bitter and astringent, and he did not like to drink it.

"This tea is indeed fragrant. General Yin, do you want a sip?" General Song smiled.

Deputy General Yin shook his head quickly. He looked at the tent a few more times and did not find anything wrong, so he stood up and said, "I won\'t take advantage of you. We agreed to drink, but I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do, so I\'ll leave first. I\'m really sorry about today. I\'ll definitely treat you to good wine next time!"

"It\'s alright. You can go back to your work. It\'s the same if you drink again in the future," said General Song with a smile.

General Song hurriedly bid farewell and immediately left boldly. When he left, he did not forget to bring the wine he had brought.

When General Yin was the last, General Song rubbed the jar that had just been opened with one hand, and the corners of his mouth revealed a mysterious smile.

Deputy General Yin stood outside and thought about what he had seen in General Song\'s tent. He felt that there was something wrong with General Song, but he did not find anything wrong. Was he really thinking too much?

He had wanted to inform the general, but he didn\'t think it was appropriate to trouble the general with something that he did not know about.

Forget it, he would observe for a while more and find evidence first.

For the next two days, nothing else happened in the army. General Zhong and General Yin followed General Song for two days and did not find anything wrong.

Could it be that General Song had decided to stop? Or was it really not his doing?