September and October are also the season of pepper harvesting.
Cui Xie asked someone to set up half of the yard at home to plant peppers. The harvest began in September, and until the frost came down, a total of 200 kilograms of fresh peppers were harvested.
So many chili peppers are enough to take away. He dried the big ones and kept them, leaving only ten kilograms of fresh ones, and let the cook try to marinate them. This cook was used to frying chili oil last year, but he didn't dare to pickle it. He simply brought the host's meat and chicken to the chef of Xie's family for help. Southern cooks are good at pickling side dishes and making sauces, so they always have some experience.
Cui Xie didn't care what they could come up with. First, he packed a few baskets of chili oil and dried chili noodles, and sent them to teachers, disciples, relatives, and old families as a New Year's gift. They also sent them to a foreign family in Yulin and a sister in Sichuan. Some dried chili peppers without seeds are attached, so that they can grow and eat by themselves.
Li Dongyang just wanted to send some to his junior brother Yang Yiqing, so he asked his family if they could drop by.
He has always been a gentleman, drinking and drinking, and naturally he has no spare money to hire a car to the border. Cui Xie said cheerfully, "If you want to go to Yulin, don't you have to pass through the Xingdu Si in Shaanxi first? It happened to be on the way, so I asked them to send it to Uncle Yang first, and then to the Liu family."
He also replaced the peppers for Mr. Yang with those with seeds, and subpackaged peppers and planting guides for the two families. By the way, he also brought the next two new comic strips to Sage Wang and his cousins and nephews—only The first volume is about Wang Yushi's struggle against the border, and the next few episodes are all about the story of the little prince robbing the national treasure and Jin Yiwei being tracked out.
Yang Yiqing was very happy after receiving the fried chili oil and dried chili, and introduced to the people at the border: "Last year, I heard Brother Xi Ya say this thing, it is fragrant and spicy, and the imperial doctor also said that it can dispel dampness and cold. At night, the coldness is heavy, and eating this can not only dispel the cold and generate heat, but also not make mistakes, it is much better than drinking wine!"
Eunuch Zhao, who guards Shaanxi, also heard the people in the palace talking about chili, and when he smelled the aroma of chili oil, he immediately became overjoyed: "Today, our family and Mr. Yang are treating guests together, asking people to kill a few sheep, let's try the palace too. the way to eat!"
Not only the eating method in the palace, but also the chili eating guide written by catering expert Fei Lecturer and published by Ju An Zhai.
Wang Shengren took out the comic book sent by the Cui family, and said cheerfully: "Don't just mix boiled meat and eat it, try adding chili oil to the soup to scald the meat slices? Last year, Cui Shixiong didn't invite me to make chili dishes at his house, saying: It is Jiangnan people who can't eat spicy food, today I have to try what kind of spicy method this is, why can't we Jiangnan people eat it!"
The two adults who entertained the guests did not hesitate to cook a pot of red soup and cut a few thin slices of lamb shanks. The remaining mutton was also added with some chili powder and stewed into mutton soup, which was distributed to the soldiers below to warm their stomachs and ward off the cold.
Wang Shengren, who shouted that he wanted to taste the chili flavor, was the first to leave the table, and asked someone to bring a pot of clear soup, and the big brother Yang who was treating the guest didn't take long to rub over. The eunuchs, Hou Ye and the local generals from Beijing could eat spicy food and ate a red soup pot around the table.
Plant peppers!
Jingli sent chili seeds, and next year, the sheep-raising pasture will be turned over to grow chili peppers!
As for the sheep, are they afraid that there will be no pasture to raise sheep when they occupy a few miles of land in the nest? At that time, I will eat mutton slices in red soup pot and stewed mutton with chili peppers every day. I will distribute a tube of chili powder to each of the sergeants on the vigil. I will carry it with me like salt, and I can sprinkle some flavor when eating dry food!
While waiting for the meat to be cooked, the commander Li Qing sighed: "I have had a good time at the border in the past two years, and thanks to the adults in Beijing, I can burn lime, make binoculars, and arrange troops. —”
Everyone raised their teacups and respected Yang Yiqing and Wang Shouren. Li Qing joked again: "That telescope is so easy to use, I wouldn't be willing to go down to the observation deck with it. Thanks to this magical object, we were able to catch those thieves by surprise. Those thieves thought they were lurking in the city. The spy and the traitor went wrong, killed their own people, and threw their heads down for us to see."
They haven't found out the spies of these thieves for many years, and now they have asked the thieves to kill themselves, which is really exciting! These people's heads are still the military merits that they picked up in vain, it is equivalent to the thieves taking the initiative to destroy their ears and eyes to give them a foothold. There has not been such a good thing in many years, and several generals are very proud when they mention it.
The eunuch guarding Zhao even said with a smile: "Last time, the thieves killed so many traitors to show the public, and the remaining traitors had to try their best to pass on the news to their masters. In case any spies watched us, the imperial envoy of the king would envoy grass insects. Will the comic strip that spread the letter take it seriously and pass the news to the outside of the customs? What will the gang of thieves in the Huosi Department have to do?"
Everyone burst into laughter, only Major General Wang Shouren in white felt a little melancholy—
Who wrote his storyline? How did Li Xiandi supervise? Why did the Ming military detectives know the enemy's situation as he manipulated grass and insects to detect them
Can't he write him as a high school who knows everything by pinching his fingers
The authors of the previous generation of Jinyiwei asked Jinyiwei to use beauty tricks, and the later writers called him the censor to be a juggler. This writing method is really in the same line!
He didn't know that he had inadvertently found out the truth. Editor-in-chief Cui made up the characters of Jin Yiwei. He thought it was his father and colleagues who brought down the younger generation, and deeply reflected on the elders for half a night.
In Yulinwei, not far away, the Liu family and the children of other local guarding generals finished reading the new comic strip. Looking back on the part about the frontier army, they were all envious of the skills of Yu Shi Wang in the book.
Can tame flying insects!
It takes so much effort for them to tame an eagle or a harrier, but the censors of others are different. Even tiny grass and insects can tame human nature!
He deserves to be a great talent with both father and son champions, they can't compare with this group of warriors, they can't compare!
… If there will be another plague of locusts next time, they will bring people back to dig eggs and dig locusts, and leave behind a few powerful lessons. Don’t eat and sell them all
Outside Juyong Pass, which is closer to Beijing, the eldest son of Wang, dressed in a blue-colored Qianhu uniform, was giving instructions to his battalions: "Is this official's green clothes slightly different from the Jinyiwei Qianhu uniform? Isn’t our Zhenfu in Jizhen also a Zhenfu? The commander above and the old uncle in the camp are worse than Shaanxi’s?! Jinyiwei can go to comics, Shaanxi censor can go to comics, our army avant-garde can also!"
The battalions under his command were accustomed to Lord Qianhu's habit of being in the limelight, and they shouted in cooperation.
Wang Xiangzhen became more and more complacent, and waved his whip and said: "They fought a great battle in Shaanxi, and they painted it into a comic book, and printed a color picture that was very bright. If we can fight such a battle in Juyongguan. , Isn't it us who make the court and the common people boast!"
An Shunbo watched him speak to the battalions from a distance, and smiled and said to Xiao Ke, the newly appointed governor of Northern Zhili, "This Wang Xiangzhen was so out of touch when he was young, and he learned what was fashionable in Beijing. People learn from Zhuge Liang to build the Great Wall, and learn to dig mud ponds in Liangshan to grow rice, raise crabs, and crucian carp... The commotion has made everyone hurt by eating fresh river fish, and this year they changed it again."
Xiao Ke smiled and said: "My uncle is too modest. Uncle guarded thistle so much that it was impervious to wind and rain. He also managed the saline-alkali land at the border into fertile fields. The two towns of Jiliao and Liaoning can rely on the military to transport food. We heard it from the court and admired it very much. ."
In fact, Wang Xiangzhen's use of comic strips to motivate soldiers to die is not too outrageous. After all, even he was a little touched when he heard it: "What this little general Wang said can really inspire people. The sage of the division, after leaving the hall, he entered the Metropolitan Court, and he also wanted to do meritorious service to the country like him..."
The last poster or something.
It is a pity that although he is also young, he can walk a horse and draw a bow, but he is no match for Wang Xiaozhuang's ability to swing a knife and go into battle.
Xiao Yushi clenched his fists inside his long sleeves, feeling the strength in his hands, he couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.
Not far away, Wang Qianhu still said passionately: "I and Wang Yushi both worked as martial arts teachers for my uncle and practiced martial arts! I also recognize Ju Anzhai Shaodong Xiao Cui brothers! Wang Yushi! If we win a battle, we will be able to live in Anzhai for them, and if we fight, I can also write a letter to Brother Cui, asking him to add the heroism of our Jizhen army to the book!"
No matter how many heroic soldiers Wang Qianhu’s speech inspired, Xiao Yushi was deeply inspired anyway, and followed Wang Qianhu to learn horseback and archery. Mortar Road.
There is a smooth road to pull the new Fran cannons from the court to the front.
The imperial court imitated the bronze cannon made by the Fran machine gun. The small one weighs 150 jin, and the big one weighs more than 1000 jin. One is equipped with five guns, and it can only be towed by a cart with iron hoops on its wheels. Ordinary dirt roads could not walk such heavy artillery carts, so the frontier army built a flat concrete road, and used a few big mules to pull carts to transport them, and they could travel dozens of miles a day just like normal marches.
Along with the Fran cannons, the Shenji battalion artillerymen and the well-calculated chamberlains were also transporting to the front line.
The important towns on the Nine Sides have all brought such gun trucks from Beijing, and sent soldiers who are good at guns.
With high-built observation decks, binoculars to observe the enemy's situation, and heavy artillery that could reach hundreds of feet away, the Ming army's combat power was suddenly improved. Afterwards, the Tatars swept their troops to the south several times and plundered them. They endured more violent resistance than ever before outside the border towns. They suffered several setbacks and suffered heavy casualties.
The little prince led a large army to attack the city without success, but lost hundreds of elite guards under the artillery fire. He had to go east and attack Shuntian and Yongping instead. However, when he stormed the area of Gubeikou, he was ambushed by heavy artillery, and the elite Tatar soldiers were injured in thousands.
The Ming army chased into the hinterland of the grassland for more than ten miles, captured the third son of the little prince, Bar Sobrero, and his generals, and returned with a full load of horses, cattle and sheep.
This great victory shocked both China and foreign countries. In comparison, the news that the Fire Sieve Department of the Hetao was forced to retreat 30 miles was less conspicuous.
When the writers of "Stop the Wind and Cloud" heard the battle report, they hurriedly went to Cui's house for a meeting and asked editor-in-chief Cui if he wanted to revise the manuscript again to include the victory.
The attitude of these young authors to rush drafts is particularly good. Cui Xie has already accumulated more than 30,000 words of manuscripts in his hand, and he has also typed a lot of draft drawings. It will be a little troublesome to change them. And if you add this great victory, it will appear that Ming, no, the Tang Dynasty is too strong, and the story of Jinyiwei who sacrificed his life to search for the map is a bit unnatural...
He pondered for a while, then shook his head and said, "I don't change it for now, and I will add this paragraph when the armies finally meet. If I can wait for the generals to return to court, I can still draw their true faces and add them to the book. , let the world know that they are heroes."
Most of the writers are now busy writing imperial edicts, dialing congratulatory forms, and calculating military accounts, and they can't take much time to write manuscripts, so they are relieved to hear the words.
However, Editor-in-Chief Cui's thoughts changed slightly, and one sentence made their hearts hang in the air again: "If you are in a hurry to write, you don't have to add this battle to Jinyiwei, you can open another frontier Fortress Wind and Cloud Record, Desert God of War, Saiwaiqijun or something."
No, we are not in a hurry, we are not in a hurry until next year to write!
It's a pity that the author's heart was not heard by the editor-in-chief. Editor-in-chief Cui seriously considered the feasibility of opening a new book, and asked the authors how to do this book: is it a long series like Jin Yiwei, or a young Jin Yiwei? In that case, there is a big win to produce a one-liner
Zhu Zhishan, who has been with him the longest and has the most experience in writing, resolutely stood up and put forward a suggestion that editor Cui would definitely like: "Bohu and I also have a friend in Jiangnan, Wen Zhengming, who is the former Wenzhou prefect. The son is also a character of the three masterpieces of poetry, calligraphy and painting, if he comes to write books, he can even draw and paint!"
If this comic strip can be passed on to future generations, it will cost hundreds of millions of dollars at an auction, right? Cui Xie flashed a large amount of renminbi in front of his eyes, and he was suddenly dizzy and nodded heavily.
Alas... If it wasn't for the painting style of Jin Yiwei and the Daily Agricultural Economics series having been finalized, he would have long wanted to use Tang Bohu as a painter if he changed the painting style for fear that readers would not accept it.
His burning eyes looked at Tang Yin, so that this romantic talent immediately learned from his old friend and recommended another newcomer: "We also have a young talent in Wu County, Xu Zhenqing, whose poetry and prose are excellent, not weaker than me, when Write this article!"
With these two beginnings, Li Mengyang, Bian Gong, and Wang Jiusi unceremoniously recommended Kanghai, the champion of the new division, Wang Tingxiang, a sage, and another talented person, He Jingming.
Although these three people can't draw, their writing is strong and heroic enough to write this thrilling battle well. What's even better is that Wang Tingxiang is a prostitute, and he has a rest every five days. Kang Hai, the top student in this department, is still studying with Liang Xueshi, and he has nothing serious to do.
Hmm... You can ask Kang Hai and the others to draw up the outline first. After Wen and Xu enter Beijing, they can study part-time and contribute.
With a kind smile on Cui Xie's face, he stood up and gave a deep salute to the authors: "I'll leave this to you."
The authors also breathed a sigh of relief and replied with a smile: "Senior Brother/Senior Cui/Scholar is welcome. We also hope that this war will be written into a book as soon as possible and spread to the whole country, so that the people below can share the joy of the great victory."
Since it was not written by them, they are also looking forward to finding a few talented people to write this great victory quickly and well.
Everyone didn't even bother to eat, and when they went back, they pulled people and wrote letters.
Not long after they left, the two uncles also looked up to Mr. Cui, took out a blood book with crooked handwriting, I don't know if it was written in chicken blood or dog blood, and said awe-inspiringly: "Our brothers are going to fight for the country outside the Great Wall, please Support sir!"
Have these two bears changed their minds again? A few days ago, instead of learning foreign languages at home, I had to go abroad to inspect military equipment. Did I come back with the Fran cannon and attack Japan
The two uncles said sadly that they really can't learn foreign languages.
At the beginning, the two of them worked hard to study the foreign language books compiled by the special teachers, memorize formulas, and calculate triangular problems. It was calculated that they would have gray hair at a young age, but it was wrong! And they only learned later that Italians don't usually speak Latin for writing books, and there is an Italian! They have done so many problems in vain!
They don't want to learn Latin, they want to learn Italian. Those missionaries are helping the court to repair cannons. Who can their two relatives learn from? It was very easy to find a Portuguese sailor to teach them. I thought I could buy the Fran cannon after I learned it. Two days ago, I heard the words of the priests in the palace, saying that Portugal is a small country in Europa. The artillery fire is behind, and you have to go to Spain to buy a good one...
They have studied hard for more than a year, and they have learned for nothing!
Zhang Heling and Zhang Yanling came from the sadness and wiped away their tears by pulling the teacher's sleeve.
Teacher Cui held the blood book and touched the head of the disciple. It was the first time that he felt sorry for two scumbag disciples.
Isn't it that you can't use what you have learned, and you haven't learned what you need to use? It doesn't matter, Teacher Cui has also experienced this... In the past life, the teacher started to learn children's English from kindergarten, and it was useless after the Ming Dynasty. Honestly learn ancient Chinese and ancient literature and literature from scratch
The author has something to say: The history is not good, there are too many mistakes in the historical materials, so everyone should not see it, okay
Yesterday I came up with two ways for Cui Meiren to drop the horse, and I wrote the third one as I wrote it.