Shen Tang has been very unhappy these days.
Unhappy in every sense of the word.
In Xiaocheng, when she was bored, she could go out to set up a stall, sell wine, or go shopping, but there was nothing in the deep mountains and forests except a bunch of bandits. Life was lonely like snow, and she felt that if she continued to be idle like this, she would definitely get bored.
"Wu Lang is so boring, why not help Banbu train the militia."
Shen Tang refused without thinking: "No, I can smell the strong smell of sweat from a long distance away. The amount of exercise in a day far exceeds the total amount of exercise a otaku does in a year..."
It’s not like she didn’t go and watch Gong Shuwu training his troops.
Watching it once makes the otaku tremble with fear.
To call it military training is really an exaggeration. The scale of it is enough to crush even the square dance troupe of the old men and women downstairs in the community - to put it simply, there are only a few dozen people learning basic movements such as chopping, stabbing, etc. under the command of Gong Shuwu.
It is common to repeat the same action hundreds of times.
Skills in the morning, physical fitness in the afternoon.
Come back the next morning and continue the cycle.
Ordinary people simply cannot handle this intensity.
It's not that no one came out to oppose, but the result was that Gong Shuwu pinched their throats with two fingers, killing the chicken to scare the monkeys, and bluntly told that anyone among them who couldn't bear it could choose to commit suicide. They were all captives, and captives still negotiated with him. Were they tired of living
After two chickens died, the remaining monkeys became as quiet as chickens.
The monkeys gradually realized that the person who trained them was very cold-blooded. If they did not obey orders, Gong Shuwu would not care if one, two, or all of them died. If they obeyed orders, they would definitely be well fed.
Two meals a day, breakfast and lunch are adequately supplied, and three extra meals are provided to replenish energy and cope with high-intensity training. They comfort themselves that they are working for the landlord and training is part of their job. Isn't it natural that the more food they get, the more tired they are
When you are a bandit or a gangster, you have to go hungry for two meals and tighten your belt when you meet tough guys. Now it’s good to be able to eat enough.
After some self-brainwashing, I gradually adapted to the situation.
They even use these remarks to brainwash people around them.
Those who were restless, seeing that no one stood up to cater to them and that they were alone and helpless, naturally became cowardly. A good death is worse than a miserable life. They didn't want to taste the hardness of Gong Shuwu's two fingers or their necks...
Chu Yao said, "Then Wu Lang should go to the East Kitchen to help. The food storage is not enough, and I don't know how many days Qi Shan will stay in Xiaocheng."
Become a pancake!
This is Shen Tang’s strong point.
She was responsible for turning the pancakes into cakes, while Lin Feng was responsible for putting the cakes into clean bamboo baskets, stacking them neatly, and counting the numbers. Seeing this stunt for the first time, Lin Feng was really surprised for a long time: "Wen Xin Yan Ling can also turn into food?"
Shen Tang got hungry halfway through the transformation, so he stuffed the pancake in his mouth and said vaguely while holding it in his mouth, "Yes, but one word of spiritual power is enough for one pancake. It can supply dozens or hundreds of people, but not more. Not to mention the consumption of spiritual power, just reciting the spiritual power can make my throat burn."
Just as Qishan said, it's useless.
Lin Feng said: "But it's good to be full."
In times of famine, there was not enough grass roots or tree bark to go around. When they were so hungry, they would stuff mud into their mouths or eat their own children.
This husband of mine is really amazing.
Shen Tang laughed and said, "I think so too."
A bamboo basket can hold about fifty pancakes.
Lin Feng counted them and found nothing wrong. He covered the bamboo basket with a layer of clean rough white gauze to prevent dust and sent it to the east kitchen. The cakes were cut into pieces and mixed into the soup to make cake soup. Because there was no vegetable, the cook prepared to use green plum pulp instead...
No matter how it tastes, it's better than bland soup. She said, "I wonder if there are any wild boars in the mountains. I can catch a few piglets and raise them. When they grow up, won't we have meat to eat? We can also make oil."
While drinking the slightly sour pancake soup, Shen Tang suddenly thought of pigs, and from pigs she thought of braised spareribs, braised pig's trotters, sweet and sour pork tenderloin, braised pork with preserved vegetables... a series of dishes. She licked her lips in greed, her mouth watering at the dishes she imagined.
If none of these...
She remembered that rice mixed with lard tasted quite good.
Lin Feng said: "Pig? I heard it tastes very fishy..."
She had heard from the servants at home that it was only eaten by ordinary poor people, and even those with a little money would not choose it. Sheep, chickens, and dogs were better than pigs. It was said that their meat had an indescribable fishy smell, and the oil boiled from them also had a strange smell.
Lin Feng has never eaten it since he was a child.
No, even the servants in her house don’t eat it.
As soon as she finished speaking, she remembered her current situation. She might not even be qualified to taste pork, so she kept silent. Shen Tang changed the subject considerately: "But I heard that pork smells fishy because it is not castrated. If they are castrated and raised, the taste will be very, very delicious."
Lin Feng asked again: "How long do you have to raise it before you can eat it?"
"How many months should I keep a castrated person alive?"
Shen Tang wasn't sure.
"How many months is a few months?" Lin Feng was very serious.
"I don't know. I'll know when I have a chance to raise it."
Lin Feng: "How big can it grow in such a short time?"
Shen Tang seemed to be thinking: "I heard that castrated pigs will be very lazy. Without the stimulation of sex hormones, they don't like to move or fight. If they are lazy and motionless all day, won't they get fat quickly?"
Well, it’s the same with people.
Lin Feng was curious: "Where did you hear these truths, sir?"
If pig meat is raised in this way, it will no longer taste fishy and will be very popular among the people. This can even be regarded as a family secret. Without a close relationship, how can one easily tell others
How could you deal with such a person
Shen Tang didn't know where she heard it from, but that wasn't the point anyway. The key point was that she knew it.
Go catch some piglets. I think in a few months, we will have braised spareribs, braised pig's trotters, sweet and sour pork tenderloin, and pork with preserved vegetables...
Everyone has the hope of serving food on her plate!
Shen Tang decided to try his luck in the afternoon.
After taking a sip of the soup, she said suddenly, "Oh, oh, and also, pigs can't be kept next to the toilet. They must be separated from the toilet... It seems, it seems to be to prevent some insect disease? What insect disease is it? Let me think, yes! That's right! Tapeworm disease!"
Lin Feng: "What is tapeworm disease?"
Shen Tang: "It will cause tapeworms to grow in your body."
“… Then why do pigs eat human feces?”
Shen Tang guessed, "Maybe it's to save feed? But this kind of farming is not very hygienic. If pigs eat the worm eggs in human feces, they will produce cysticercus. If these pigs are eaten by humans, they will grow very long, very long, very long white worms. It's scary!"
Pigs that grew up eating human feces, and then entered the human body, rounding it off, people eating human feces? Lin Feng looked at the bowl of soup, his face changed again and again, his throat rolled, as if he had smelled a strange smell.
Lin Feng barely suppressed his surprise: "How scary is it?"
Shen Tang gestured with his hands: "Let me think, have you seen a snakehead? That thing looks similar to a snakehead, but thinner. The shortest is only one finger joint long, and the longest can be five or six feet long. Such a long thing grows in your body, crawling everywhere, from your internal organs to your neck and throat, and finally crawling to your brain..."
Lin Feng's face turned pale just thinking about it.
Exclaimed "Ah!"
Chu Yao and Gong Shuwu put down their chopsticks helplessly.
"Goro..."
Don’t talk while eating. Is it possible not to talk while eating
When speaking, can you not say such disgusting things
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