Jiang Ning walked out of the teahouse with an expressionless face, even a little melancholy. Nangong Jing's matter was not the most important, or even the smallest piece of information he had learned.

The Yuan Dynasty and the Turkic Royal Court have broken down. Now the two dynasties are heavily armed and ready to go to war at any time. However, the location of the war is unanimously chosen in Longxi. After Longxi is Shaanxi, and to the south is Hebei. Then there is

The land of Henan...

Is this a plot or a conspiracy? He doesn't know now who will win when the two families go to war. But in history, the Jurchens of the Yuan Dynasty defeated the Turks of the Turkic Royal Court.

The matter is even more terrifying. If so, he would rather the Turkic Royal Court wins.

But whether it was in the court or on the streets, there were rumors that the Daxia Dynasty was reaping the benefits. He could know the information. The spies of the two dynasties must have known it for a long time. The two families would really let Daxia

Chaozuo reaped the benefits and took back the Hexi Corridor? But what happens after it is taken back?

Things on the battlefield are changing rapidly. Unless there is absolute crushing strength, changes will occur. The Battle of Julu, the Battle of Feishui, and the Battle of Guandu are real examples of these battles, and the Blackwater Alliance is also true.

in this way?

It is very likely that Tiance's army will move to Longxi and strengthen border defense. The ambitions of the two dynasties must be guarded against. Naturally, the court must consider this carefully, and this information also made Jiang Ning really start to worry.

According to the information from Second Qianxun, the activities of Manichaeism are extremely frequent. The number of Manichaeism members in Zhenjiang Prefecture has reached 10,000. Although they are all distributed in six states, this kind of religion is the most typical one.

The method was widely used in later generations. Hangzhou, Jinling and other places are important places. Will Fang La revolt? How big will the momentum be? Will the Yuan Dynasty and the Turks reconcile?

Turning around to attack the Daxia Dynasty? These are all unknown. Just as Jiang Ning has brought firearms and geometric mathematics to this era, there may be another parallel space that will be passed down along the normal Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties.

But this is not the case in the era of this space. Problems have appeared since the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms. It was not the Song Dynasty that established the dynasty, but the Xia Dynasty.

Among these tens of millions of people, Jiang Ning is just one person, an insignificant person. Do you want to enlighten the people? Do you want to promote democracy? Do you want to establish science? Obviously these are not things that happen overnight. Modern history has gone through hundreds of years and generations.

How could he change something on his own if he had to work hard to achieve it?

"At least this year, it will be more peaceful..." Jiang Ning said to himself.

Jiang Ning did not go home, but went to another courtyard behind the house. This courtyard was not big, but extremely clean. Jiang Ning took out a key from his sleeve, which was exactly the one Er Qianxun gave him, and opened it.

The courtyard door was closed behind his back. There was only a wall separating the residence he bought from this place. After entering the house, there were only two rooms, a living room and a bedroom. In the living room, various items Jiang Ning needed were displayed: a barrel of black powder, cotton thread, and a main pipe.

, cotton gauze, etc.

Here, Jiang Ning wants to use everything he knows to create something that can ensure their safety. And this barrel of black powder is enough to make his two muskets more secure.

As the New Year approaches, Jiang Ning and Wang Ruoyan also buy some New Year goods together, but the ducks in Jinling are one of a kind. In addition to focusing on the decoration of the two houses every day, Yue Ya and Xing'er walk in the streets and alleys of Jinling.

Whenever he encounters something strange and weird, he always buys some, saying that he will bring it back to this person or give it to that person. Wang Ruoyan doesn't stop him. After all, this is the first time for the two of them to go to Jinling.

"Today is already the 23rd, and it has been more than half a month since we came to Jinling. At this time last year, we were still visiting relatives..." Wang Ruoyan held Jiang Ning's arm and walked on the street.

Jiang Ning held two packed things in his hands and said with a smile: "Yeah, another year has passed in a flash, time has passed a bit fast."

Wang Ruoyan turned her head and asked, "It would be okay if I didn't come to Jinling. I don't know anyone here, and I can only stay at home during the New Year. It's really boring. Do you blame me, sir?"

Jiang Ning was stunned for a moment, and then lightly patted Wang Ruoyan's head: "Why do you blame me? Anyway, it doesn't matter to me in Hangzhou or Jinling. I don't know anyone. It's better in Jinling, and I have less worries.

, otherwise those poetry gatherings,

Banquets, I didn’t go there before because they were all talented people, and the ones I went to were all brothels and Chu palaces. I wasn’t interested in these things. Now I have connections with the Prefect’s Mansion, Dean Qi, and the General’s Mansion. They are called

, I can’t help but go, after all, I have an official position.”

"It's pretty quiet now, no one knows us." Jiang Ning said, and suddenly saw a store packing items, and a bag of red peppers came into view.

"Wait..." Jiang Ning pulled Wang Ruoyan and headed towards the store.

"Ms. sir, what are you going to buy?" Wang Ruoyan was pulled by Jiang Ning and ran to the front of the store. It was a store selling groceries. It was not big, but it had everything.

Jiang Ning turned around and smiled: "I'm going to show you my hand today..."

Under Wang Ruoyan's surprised gaze, Jiang Ning bought a variety of spices at the grocery store and half a bag of sesame seeds. He took Wang Ruoyan to the market to buy some meat and vegetables, and hurriedly arrived home.

"Miss, what do you think my uncle is busy with?" Yue Ya asked, looking at Jiang Ning's busy figure.

Wang Ruoyan watched Jiang Ning washing vegetables, cutting meat, and garlic. He was very busy. Everyone looked at Jiang Ning all afternoon, wondering what he was going to do.

"Crescent Moon, smash these charcoal..."

"Myolie, go buy a copper pot, a thinner one..."

"Ding Jia, don't be idle, wash the meat and arrange it..."

"Zimo, go buy some fruit..."

It got dark very quickly. When everything was ready, Jiang Ning lit a fire in the living room. Jiang Ning dug a round hole in the middle of the originally good round table, raised the stove underneath, covered it with charcoal, and placed the

On top, add water, stir-fry green onions, ginger, Sichuan peppercorns and chili peppers and put them into the pot. Then add a piece of butter, salt, etc., put all the dishes on plates and put them around, open the curtain of the hall, let the cool breeze come in,

The house is filled with fragrance.

As night fell, Jiang Ning finally stopped busy. Everyone sat down at a table curiously, waiting for Jiang Ning to introduce this most novel variety.

"This is the main dish of the store we are going to open in Jinling this time... hot pot..." Jiang Ning stood up and introduced.

"Hot pot originated very early, but I haven't eaten it in the past two years, or even seen it. Judging from everyone's expressions, they should be similar to me. This kind of shabu-shabu is both convenient and delicious. Compared with cooking, I can't stop eating it.

I believe that no one can resist this temptation..."

Ding Jia looked at the boiling red soup, smelled the spicy smell, and frowned: "Master, is this... delicious?"

Jiang Ning smiled slightly: "Whether it's delicious or not, you'll know if you try it."

After Jiang Ning finished speaking, he picked up the sesame paste he ground himself, added garlic and put it in his bowl. He picked up a few thin slices of beef with chopsticks, rinsed it in the hot pot seven or eight times, put it in the bowl, and dipped it in the sauce.

Putting it in his mouth, an indescribable expression appeared on Jiang Ning's face.

When Wang Ruoyan saw this, he started to act like Jiang Ning...

"Uncle, it's so... so delicious..."

"Brother-in-law, you are really a contemporary god of cooking. This taste, this taste... is more delicious than nectar..."
Chapter completed!