The march food is delicious.
Sangqi admitted this. He kept all beef and mutton. As for pork and chicken, he gave Lu Bo and the others. He didn't want any vegetarian dishes. They said they were vegetarian. In fact, there was a bit of meat in it.
Eat more of the food you brought and put it aside first, rushing to eat the marching food of the Tang Dynasty. Many cannibals become more sad the more they eat. If the enemy's weapon is good, it means that one's own side has no skills and suffers a loss in fighting and recognizes it. But why is the logistics better? The battle was really useless.
Lu Bo and others were equally happy to eat. The marching food sounds like it is for soldiers. It is said that it is difficult to swallow because of the long distance and it is not easy to preserve. But today, they really feel the strength of their homeland. It turns out that the marching food is OK The cooking is better than the average restaurant cooking.
Lu Bo slowly chewed a small piece of cucumber pickles in his mouth. It looked like ordinary salted cucumber, but it was marinated in shrimp oil. It tasted fresh and delicious.
I scanned the 24 subordinates who came with me again, and they all ate slowly. It had been many days, and they hadn't eaten anything decent. The food now has the taste of hometown.
The people in the junction area won’t get too much. Three people ate two. The part that was not eaten was taken away by the cannibals. One hundred and sixty-four people. I feel that I am an independent and autonomous existence.
One hundred and sixty-four people whispered to each other, with similar meanings. If they could go back alive, they would put a flag of Tang Dynasty on the house at home to show their belonging. Like many people in Tang Dynasty, it’s okay. I like to plant national flags on the windows and eaves, and some even paint on the walls.
The marching food sent was not much. Even if the food was slow, it was wiped out by the crowd after two quarters of an hour. There were too many cannibals but not enough to eat. Everyone only tasted one bite, so they put their eyes on the can again.
Sangqi sucked his fingers twice before eating. In fact, there are chopsticks, he can't use it. Some people at the junction also can't use it, but they still learn to call. Learn, otherwise it will be more embarrassing.
"You, come here." Sangqi yelled to Lu Bo. Lu Bo drank his last mouthful of soup, burped his stomach, and walked over while rubbing his stomach. The food was plentiful, and he had eaten them for soldiers. He hadn't been serious for many days. I've eaten something, and I've eaten it all at once.
"Canned food, open it." Sangqi looked at Lu Bo with a contented expression, wanted to kill him, and thought that if he was also a Datang member...
Lu Bo burped again, picked up a can of food and studied it. The poems on the hidden head are vivid. He needs to think about how to open it. Many cans in China do not have a long shelf life. They are made of bamboo and have low cost. Look at the instructions, otherwise it will have to be destroyed directly if it breaks.
"Pull the ring." Lu Bo mumbled, and put a finger into the pull ring, think about it, take it out, press the pull ring to one side first, snap the can into a small mouth, and then hook it again. Pull the ring and pull it towards the other side.
An iron piece fell off, revealing the contents of the can.
"This is... What?" Lu Bo was dumbfounded. He had never seen this kind of food, fried rice? Rice bowl? Why does it smell so many spices? This... This is not the level of a cook in Shuiyunjian, right? Scallion, ginger and garlic actually accounted for a large proportion, use seasoning as an auxiliary material
Three of the twenty-four people who came with him came up and looked at the food in the tin. One person couldn't help but said, "No? What are the chefs of Zhang Wang's family planning to do? Rebellion? Can you eat?"
"I'll open it again, maybe it was not installed when it was installed." Lu Bo took another can and opened it in the same way as before. The inside is still the same as before.
When he handed the can to Sangqi, Lu Bo said embarrassedly: "That's it, it may be a newly researched meal, which is not yet mature. I believe I can adjust it later and eat it later, Zhang The chefs of the Wangs family are probably very busy and negligent for a while."
"Yes, yes, normally speaking, they shouldn't be the way they are now, really." The person who spoke just now promised, it seems that the chefs of the Zhang family and Wang's family made the food the current appearance, and they were embarrassed.
Sangqi took the can in front of his nose and smelled it, and nodded: "It tastes good, better than what we ate before we came. Ask someone to come over and eat."
He called someone at the junction to come over. He was afraid of being poisonous, and it would have nothing to do with him if he was poisoned.
Twenty-five people of Lv Bo as hostages suddenly felt a sense of superiority in their hearts. Things like pig food were praised, and the real sadness of cannibalism. No wonder that many cannibals were willing to come to the Tang Dynasty in the past. Enjoy the difference.
Twenty-five people thought so, but no one took the initiative to try it, in case it was really poisonous.
Five people at the junction were called and opened three cans, one for each person, and let them eat.
Five people were holding canned food in their hands. Seeing how many cannibals were about to come and fight, one of them immediately said, "Get the chopsticks just now, and I will eat."
"Grab with your hands." Sangqi is the most uncomfortable with this, and grabs with his own hands. Can't you grab it? I have to use chopsticks to make people angry.
The five people Yiyan stretched out their hands to grab the contents of the can, pinch out a little with their three fingers, carefully put them in their mouths, chew twice, blink their eyes and click again, and immediately stretched out their hands to grab the food quickly. .
After eating for 20 mouthfuls in a row, look at each other, all are alive, relax and eat again.
"Wait a minute, what do you think?" Sangqi stopped and asked someone.
The person who was asked nodded sharply: "It's delicious, it's better if you have less ginger."
"Is there anything uncomfortable?" Lu Bo also asked.
The five shook their heads.
Lu Bo pondered, opened another can, stretched out his hand to grab it, and one of his people snatched it over: "My boss, I'll come first."
After speaking, he started to eat, took two bites, and smiled on his face: "Let’s just say, the chefs of the Zhang family’s family can’t make unpalatable food. I don’t think there is too much ginger, too much pepper, and it’s not drinking lamb soup. "
Sang Qi was slanderous, hesitated and hesitated, still insisted on not eating, let five people finish the food in the can, everyone surrounded the five people and watched their reactions after a while.
"I, I still want to eat." One of the five said eagerly.
Lu Bo blocked: "It's not busy. You are usually hungry for too long. If you suddenly eat too much, you will get sick. Do you want to drink water."
"Drink." The five people really want to eat, they always feel hungry.
Someone brought a water bag, took a few big mouthfuls, and sat on the ground waiting to see if it was alive or dead.
The shadows illuminated by the sun began to grow longer. The five people still had nothing to do. Instead, they were digested. They were not hungry. They sat one by one with a happy smile on their faces, enjoying the feeling of being full in the sun.
"Eat, separate half of the people to eat first." Sang Qi saw that the people who tried the food were alive, and commanded with a wave of his hand.
Many cannibals waited early and anxious, half of the people stood up and opened the can after learning the method of Lu Bo before, and reached out and stuffed it in his mouth. There was no smell of pork in the mixed food, and it could be tasted. Sheep fat, some mutton, and other seasonings will make you feel warm in your stomach.
After each of them ate two cans in a row, the others continued to wait under Sangqi’s order. The clouds in the sky floated and flew away. It was another half an hour. Many cannibals who ate the cans were still alive. The previous five I don’t see the slightest problem for myself.
Lu Bo thought about it and said to Sangqi: "General Sangqi, eat, the seedling guards will not poison us. They know that you will let us try first, and poisoning will poison us. They come to rescue, not to harm people. It’s just that you have to be careful when you merge with the main force on your side. They keep firing cold shots. You guys are probably not enough."
Sangqi was happy when he heard what was in front of him. When he heard what was behind, his face suddenly became gloomy. According to Datang's words, he was so hard to ride a tiger. He didn't dare to kill or try. When he was on the way, the opponent would shoot again, and he would have to walk for a few days. manage
Discuss with the other party, let them go, so that they don't attack? No, I will chase and kill them immediately, tell them that one of them will kill them? It's useless. They dared to shoot yesterday.
"Eat." Sangqi gritted his teeth, who couldn't think of a good way, took a can and opened it to eat.
The other half who hadn't eaten just opened the can as quickly as possible.
After eating it in his mouth, Sangqi knew why the person who had just ate it had that expression. It was so fragrant. Although it was cold, it didn’t make people feel sick when it was eaten in the mouth, and it was warm when it entered the stomach. It feels like I have strength all over my body.
When they were full, there were only 21 cans left in the woods this time. Sangqi naturally took the remaining cans as his own. He took a short rest and allowed the hostages to stand up and tie them firmly. Put two people with knives behind him, surround him and move on.
After walking for a while, I saw a small river with clear water, and I could see the rocks and small fishes swimming below.
The crowd cheered and there was water.
Lu Bo squatted down with water on his hands, washed his face first, then took a sip, and asked Sangqi: "Let's take a bath and change clothes by the way."
The twenty-four people who came with him looked at Sangqi together. They came for business and naturally they had to bring things. Everyone brought an extra set of clothes, as well as washing tools. They were confiscated before. Later, Lu Bo went to please others and became a college student. Tang's traitor, rewarded again, has been useless, mainly because he is not used to clothes and cannibals, and the use of other tools is also unfamiliar.
"Is there no poison in the water?" Sangqi nodded and asked.
"How much poison does flowing water have? Don't worry." Lu Bo showed a flattering smile again, shamelessly pleasing others.
He did this to stay alive and to create opportunities for the seedling team.
But Wang Miao, who was watching with a binoculars in the distance, kept his mouth tightly. He had already received a telegram from China and had some knowledge of Lu Bo's family.
He is a good businessman. There are two wives and seven children in the family. Both parents are there and the parents who raise two wives. One wife's grandfather is still alive, and he is as respectful as his grandfather.
My family has a large courtyard in Beijing, Hangzhou, Suzhou, Yizhou, and Luoyang. I have been smart since I was a child. At the age of sixteen, he took over the housekeeping business. He got along well with local officials. There was no illegal record and he never gave it to the local school. Money, but it has opened a book printing shop, a very small printing shop, which prints books for children and distributes them for free.
Five years ago, I discovered that this trade route was more profitable, so I brought people to the trade. My family was mainly engaged in leather business. Later, I added medicinal materials and sold it to the hospital.
He is a very good and wealthy business man. He has a very good life. He has a harmonious family and is kind to others. He does not borrow money from a bank. He has a lot of cash at home, but he is willing to give the medical clinic a loan of some medicinal materials.
He is also talented, is proficient in six foreign languages and writings, writes a good handwriting calligraphy, and also loves painting, often inviting literati to hold poetry meetings.
Good for hired workers, with a very high personality charm.
People who usually meet the government are neither humble nor overbearing, but now I see him like a dog that pleases his master.
Wang Miao felt uncomfortable in his heart. He felt that he hadn't done a good job. Every smile on Lu Bo seemed to have thrust a knife into his chest. He picked up the sniper rifle next to him and put down the opponent's leader directly. Dare not.
After he threatened others, he actually felt guilty in his heart. Fortunately, he found that the other party was illiterate, not only didn't know the words of Datang, but also didn't know their own words. How important the school is, and it can play a life-saving role at critical moments.
Wang Miao looked at and estimated the time for the people here to meet the main force, and the time when he would release the canned medicine. He decided not to shoot the opponent in the process, at most it was a shot at the sky. Let the team slow down.
In the unlikely event that he kills the other person, and the other party retaliately kills a person in his own country, should he fire or not
"It would be great if I could know what the leader of the other party was thinking. Wait, wait for me, when you cry." Putting away the binoculars, Wang Miao gritted his teeth.
The speed of the cannibalistic team was just as Wang Miao had imagined. It was slow when they left. They put some of the hostages outside and kept changing their positions, while their people tried to hide behind the hostages, leaving a part of them. The hostages were mixed in their crowd so that Datang's army would throw rats away.
As night fell, many cannibals were tired and tired. Today, none of them was killed by the opponent, but the psychological pressure was even greater. They knew that there were countless pairs of eyes around them watching them, and they were still looking for opportunities to kill them.
I was nervous when I walked during the day, and I didn't dare to relax at night. Torches and fire piles were burning, and there were crackling noises from time to time. Any sound of firewood cracking made people listen so worried, afraid of gunshots.
When eating at night, many cannibals start to miss the daytime. They have eaten canned food during the day, and then eat the fried highland barley brought at night. It is really hard to swallow. Without so many seasonings and delicious pickles, it can only be strong. Swallow it in the stomach.
Tonight, the hostages have no food to eat, and many cannibals think that they eat a lot at noon and they can be hungry.
Twenty-five people of Lu Bo still gathered together. Relatively speaking, they were relatively free. There were many cannibals standing outside the tent, and inside the tent was their world.
"Drink water, I guess there will be something to eat tomorrow morning." Lu Bo was also hungry, touched his stomach, and said to his opponent. He picked up the water bag and filled a few mouthfuls to make his stomach less empty.
"Why don't you give me something to eat at night?" A man muttered when he didn't want to drink while holding a water bag.
"I don't know." Lu Bo shook his head. He didn't complain, but was just puzzled. It is said that since the seedling team found him and the others, they should give something to eat. Now that many cannibals have finished their meal, his group is still hungry.
When everyone was hungry and nervous, they came quietly.
A "pop" shot broke the tranquility of the night. Many of the night watchmen were startled and looked around to see who was killed. The fire was still burning. The dark clouds in the sky were rolling and the stars and moons could not be seen. People feel depressed.
Sangqi, who was sleeping in his clothes, walked out of the tent under the escort of several people and asked loudly, "Who is dead?"
After waiting for a while, someone came over to report: "No, no one is dead, let us pick up things?"
"Which direction did the gunshots come from?" Sang Qiyi felt his stomach empty again when he heard something.
"Over there." Someone pointed to a place with his hand. There was a mountain, and the gunshots echoed and it was difficult to distinguish.
"Leave someone over and take a look." Sang Qi ordered.
Someone came over, called the hostage, and went to check where the gunfire sounded. The hostage woke up and was awakened by the gunfire.
It didn't take a long time. When the people who came to check came back, they carried the things. They were still wooden boxes, part of the marching food and part of the canned food.
The marching food was exactly one hundred and eighty-nine. It seemed that one was prepared for each of the hostages, but there were only two hundred canned food. More cannibalism is definitely not enough.
Sangqi didn't need to look at it, and he could think that the marching rations were all with pork, and they were specially sent to the hostages, and the two hundred cans belonged to him.
"Scream, let them eat, don't let me sleep well, and I won't let them sleep peacefully." Sangqi ordered.
Lu Bo and the others were yelled, and went out of the tent in a daze. They saw the marching food illuminated by the torches. They were all very happy, and they had food, but the time control was really speechless. Why did it arrive in the middle of the night
"General Sangqi, thank you, thank you, can you eat it?" Lu Bo trot to come to Sangqi, bowing and thanking him again and again.
"Eat, sleep well when you're full, and speed up tomorrow on the road." Sangqi didn't want them to eat, and was worried that it would affect their physical strength, so she agreed depressedly.
He also picked up a can of food, opened it to eat, suddenly stopped, and handed it to Lu Bo: "Add a can to you, you eat first."
"Yes." Lu Bo received his hand and started to grab it directly. He knew that many cannibals wanted him to test the poison, so he was really cautious.
While eating, he looked at the words on the cans with his eyes. The words on the can were changed to another, saying, "The third shift is to send food for a long time, just because it is difficult to transport the road. Peace of mind and wait for the clouds to disperse, as if it is more like a day and like forward."
After seeing the words, Lu Bo's legs trembled. He understood that three days later when he started his hands, the limericks on the can were not clearly written, but he knew clearly.
Because he remembered that he held a poem meeting before he came. Someone wrote poems. Everyone commented. When it was his turn, he said that it was more like a day, and the sound of clappers rose like the moon. Good poem.
So today’s limericks talked about sending meals after three shifts, but after that, it’s as if it’s more like the day, and it’s telling yourself the time to do it.
Lu Bo sighed with emotion in his heart after eating. He took out his family property in one day and used it to upload letters in the can. How much resources did Xiaobao and the cuckoo mobilize? Otherwise it is impossible to find it so clearly.
For three days, and there are three more days, I insist on persisting. If you don't put Sangqi on the chain and put it in the cage, then write your name backwards, no, write it horizontally.
Sangqi watched Lu Bo eat and waited after he finished eating. He wanted to find more people to test the poison, but he was reluctant. If it was not poisonous, the people on his side would eat less.