Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 1165 Bacon

  Everyone has value, but if you want to measure it by price, it is uneven. Sometimes the price is alluring, and sometimes it is only worth a piece of bacon.

Because we are cutting down trees, there is no shortage of firewood. Although most of them are semi-dry and semi-wet, there is nothing special about being a big soldier. In addition, it is in the wild, so if you smoke more, you may be able to smoke it. Run some mosquitoes or something, so once the stove is set aside, when you start cooking, there will always be thick smoke, and people walking in it, just like being in the clouds, looming, quite fairy-like.

   Or a bit of a monster...

  But for Qu Zhang who was arrested last night, he didn't care about the fairy or monster aura. He just stared at the big piece of bacon in front of him.

Compared with the later generations, the Han people obviously prefer fatty meat to lean meat. If the pigs fed clenbuterol in the later generations could not afford to sell them at a high price in the Han Dynasty, the material that the Han people chose to make bacon was mostly They all use pork belly with thick fat.

After cleaning, cut into strips about four fingers wide, and then spread salt, or marinate, or air-dry, or smoke again. There are many ways to deal with it, but the most important thing is to quickly dehydrate the meat strips, so that The bittern tastes good and prevents the corruption of bacteria and fungi.

   Therefore, the processed bacon is not only shelf-stable, but also rich in fat, and more importantly, high in salt!

  For the poor and lower-class people in the Han Dynasty, bacon full of fat and salt was indeed the greatest and most wonderful taste they could imagine in their lives...

As the head of the song, although there are some privileges, it is not that you can smell some meat all year round like a big soldier, but as the sun rises, the sight gradually recovers, and you can see more details of the head of the song at close range , Naturally, we can understand the gap between the soldiers of Zhang Lu's army at this stage and the soldiers of General Zhengxi.

They are all dressed in high-quality Gebu robes, which are very strong, not at all like the thin material on my body that will tear a hole immediately when it hangs on something. Most of the armor is iron armor, and some people even wear it. Looking up and down the whole body, even the arms have scales with iron covers!

  As for those elite weapons and so on, let alone...

   General Fei Qian’s behavior as a prodigal son, in Qu Chang’s eyes, has become the behavior of a shining brother Hao. What the **** is he thinking about? Abandon the identity of the local army and immediately turn around and join the central army!

   What's more, there is a big piece of bacon to eat right away!

  Dark red translucent, crystal clear, dripping with oil, a large piece of fragrant bacon!

  Even if you are a song director, you will only eat a few pieces as big as your fingers during the Chinese New Year. How can you eat such fatty food early in the morning like General Zhengxi...

   But the slander belongs to the slander, or envy and hatred, Qu Chang also understands that this piece of bacon is not free, or whether he can continue to eat depends on his follow-up performance.

"I'm Lao Zhang!" Qu Chang stood by the wooden frame outside the military village, waving his hands, and shouted towards the military village, "Hey! Take a look! This old man is shaking all over. Yes! Look at this dress, it’s new, it’s solid, it’s not fancy at all! Look at this melon boy..."

  Qu Chang, who called himself Mao-footed old Zhang, grabbed a soldier who also surrendered with him, and asked loudly: "Gua Wazi! Tell me, what did you eat just now!"

  The soldier was also clever, and immediately shouted loudly while gesticulating: "Slices of bacon! Such a big piece! Warm, fragrant, sweet and dense slices of meat! It's very solid!"

"Listen up! Listen up! Even this melon baby has big slices of meat!" Maojiao Zhang continued to shout, "Think about what you ate this morning! Such a big slice of bacon! Don't Speaking of you, even I usually think like a Tintin cat, with green eyes..."

  Seeing the Qu Chang jumping and screaming in front of the military village, Fei Qian couldn't help laughing, and turned to ask Xu Huang, "What is that Tintin cat? Dingdang cat? A cat with green eyes?"

  Xu Huang shook his head, and said, "My lord, I don't know... probably..."

  Because of the call for troops to descend, Fei Qian temporarily slowed down the crossbowmen's attack. Gradually, some people appeared on the military camp with their heads half pulled, and then more heads began to shake.

Fei Qian also knew that letting Jiang Bing shout out like this under the military camp might not immediately make the people in the military camp rebel, but more or less planted a seed in the hearts of these people. It would be enough for the soldiers among them to think that if they surrendered, they would be the same as this Qu Zhang, and then their subordinates would lose a little bit of strength to resist...

   Morale is a very mysterious thing.

Logically speaking, Feiqian has been stuck in the watershed for three days now, and drinking water has entered the rationing system, and each person is given a limited supply every day. Logically speaking, morale should be low, but Feiqian There was no sign of a drop in morale among the soldiers.

After listening to Qu Chang's proclamation, Fei Qian understood a little bit in his heart. It is actually very simple. Sometimes he would unknowingly use the standards of later generations to measure the needs of soldiers in the Han Dynasty, but in fact, Fei Qian's current soldiers The treatment of soldiers is already quite high, so the tolerance for some difficulties has also been relatively increased.

It's very simple, the dissatisfaction of lacking sufficient fresh water is made up for by other pleasures, especially after seeing a lot of miserable Hanzhong soldiers, and knowing that even a Hanzhong Qu Chang is not as well fed and clothed as his ordinary soldiers, I am afraid that the dissatisfaction that I had in my heart was lost at this time.

Why did you serve as a soldier in the Han Dynasty, and fought on the battlefield with your head up? Except for some ambitious people who thought they were brave and intelligent, and wanted to gain fame on the battlefield, most of the soldiers were just to make a living, and they could get some military pay, so expensive Qian's treatment of soldiers is naturally very attractive.

  Of course, the food and other supplies for soldiers are completely different in combat and in normal times. At the time of the battle, the whole army basically ate the same food, even Feiqian, and at most added some small dishes brought by the guards, but on weekdays, the upper and lower levels were different, and the food and clothing were different. Degrees are clearly graded.

   Qu Zhang jumped up and down and shouted. Compared with Qu Zhang, the military camp was quiet, no one answered, and there was no movement...

  Somewhat weird.

   Forget it, no matter what the situation is, we have to do it head-on.

  Fei Qian turned his head and looked at the last section of the wooden bridge that was rushing to work behind, and said, "Gongming, the wooden bridge is completed today... Tomorrow at Maoshi, we will capture the military stronghold!"

  ………………

  In Fenshuiling Military Village, there are indeed some unexpected situations...

  Yang Bai didn't pay much attention to the jumping Qu Zhang, because his elder brother Yang Song disguised himself as a guard and ran to the watershed quietly!

   "Brother!" Yang Bai glanced left and right subconsciously, and said in a low voice, "Leaving without reason is a serious crime..."

   "Nonsense!" Yang Song replied indifferently, "Why don't I pretend to be a guard and do nothing? That's fine, it's settled, I'm recuperating in Hanzhong now..."

   "Huh? Oh..."

"Oh what, look at what your guards are called. They are almost erected on the wall of the village by Zhengxi!" Yang Song said bluntly, "Where are the archers?! Where are the rolling stones and woods?" ?! I said, haven't you read military books, why do you feel that you are going back more and more..."

"Brother!" Yang Bai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, pointing to some crossbow bolts that were deeply embedded in the stone wall and said, "Look at what these are, if it wasn't for the fact that Zhengxi sent people to shout today, intending to shake the morale of the army... If it was the past, as soon as it showed its head, it would be 'poof'..."

   "Hiss..." Yang Song couldn't help shrinking his neck, "So accurate?"

"A strong crossbow! At least five stones! It's still an elite soldier!" Yang Bai was also a little scared. He glanced at the situation at the bottom of the village and confirmed that he didn't find the figure of Zhengxi crossbowmen, so he poured out his bitterness, "He Damn, I've never seen such a siege in my life...Brother, do you know how many there are, at least fifty or sixty! Just aiming at it like this, whoever shows his head will die, even the shield It was shot through by you! Rolling Stone and Lei Mu were also released! They were also sent to burn it... Oh, where are the people now... I said brother, how can you stop it?!"

"Well...it seems that Zhengxi is good at fighting, and what he said is true..." Yang Song listened to Yang Bai's complaints, not only did not worry, but nodded, "Ah, this thing is expensive...As far as I know, There are no more than fifty sheets in the Hanzhong military warehouse, and many are damaged... As for the private collections in the Hanzhong Wubao, there are three or five sheets in each household, and a dozen or so sheets at most is great... But Zhengxi can get it by himself Fifty or sixty sheets came out, tsk tsk..."

"There must be more than fifty or sixty shots," Yang Bo said. "The crossbow is powerful, but it is slow to wind. You know that, but these crossbowmen in Zhengxi can shoot a second shot immediately after one shot." Shot, the third shot is coming... So, no matter how many people there are, I can't fill it... This Zhengxi, if there is no extra crossbow ready to take turns winding, it is impossible to do this at all..."

   "Okay..." Yang Song looked at it carefully, and slowly began to worry about it, "...Since General Zhengxi's soldiers are well-equipped and brave and good at fighting, I can rest assured..."

Although the above are all bonus points, the most important thing is that Yang Song actually heard that General Zhengxi was willing to give these big-headed soldiers who had just surrendered bacon slices, and it sounds like it’s not a meal or two, and there will be more in the future. , In this heart, I couldn't help but move.

  What does this mean?

   It shows that General Zhengxi will not be stingy!

   As long as he is willing to give his subordinates meat to eat, not the kind of leader who only eats meat for himself and his subordinates drink soup or even no soup, in the eyes of Yang Song, he is a good leader...

   "Huh, huh?" Yang Bai didn't realize it. Was it the opposite?

   "Come here with your ears..." Yang Song waved to Yang Bai, and whispered a few words in Yang Bai's ear.

  Yang Bai's expression changed suddenly, his eyes widened and he said, "...Brother, are you serious?!"

"Hi! I spent a lot of money to get the news..." Yang Song obviously felt a little heartbroken about the money spent, twitching the corners of his mouth, and said, "The money spent should be earned back anyway, You won't lose money... Right now is the best opportunity..."

   "Brother, this is..." Yang Bai was somewhat hesitant.

"You are here, I'll go! Just control the soldiers in the army for me, don't miss a big deal!" If it is a normal war, Yang Song will roll as far as he can, and he doesn't want to get involved in the slightest, but the people in front of him Where is the war, it is clearly a big business, a splash of wealth, when will it be too late?

  Yang Bai blinked, looked at Yang Song, then at the wooden frame that was about to spread to the military village, and nodded silently.

  ………………

   "You are Yang Song and Yang Mengmao?" Fei Qian looked at Yang Song in front of him. I didn't expect to be ready to attack the army stronghold tomorrow, but in the middle of the night, such a person ran out, saying that he wanted to surrender, this is really...

   "It's right here." Yang Song replied with a smile on Mimi's hands.

   To be honest, Yang Song has three long beards fluttering around, and his appearance is not bad. He is wretched... If he smiles and squints his triangular eyes, he looks somewhat amiable.

   There was silence in the big tent.

  Li Ru huddled in the leather robe, his face was in the shadows, but he seemed to be stroking his beard slowly, but he couldn't see any specific expression.

  Xu Huang's face was somber, his face watery, he didn't know if he was dissatisfied because he interrupted the plan that had been prepared tomorrow, and he was sitting motionless, as steady as Mount Tai, holding the handle of the ring head knife.

   "Want to surrender?" Fei Qian looked at Yang Song again and asked.

   "Exactly."

   "..." Fei Qian pondered for a moment, then suddenly slapped the table and shouted, "Bold! How dare you feign surrender! Someone, drag him out and chop him up!"

   "Oh! General! It's not a false surrender!" Yang Song was shocked, and was about to jump up, but Huang Xu grabbed him and dragged him out...

   "General! General, this is not a false surrender! Ah, it is not a false surrender... Alas, have pity on my twenty taels of gold..." Yang Song shouted while struggling.

   Fei Qian stared at Yang Song.

Ok?

   Didn't look up to the sky and laugh at me for being short-sighted or something?

  In this way, it may be true surrender?

   "Bring it back!" Fei Qian beckoned, then glanced at Li Ru.

  Li Ru still didn't make any big moves, just sat aside, nodded slightly, and then smiled without saying a word.

   In a trance, Fei Qian suddenly felt a little emotional, oh, it's really not easy...

   After so many years, finally, the tiger body was shocked, and someone would bow down if they were willing to accept their heads!

  Although he is only Yang Song, it is still a start, isn’t it?

   Well, yes, this can have…

Thinking of this, Fei Qian suddenly felt in a good mood. He smiled and watched Yang Song, who was full of snot and tears, sit back on the table, shook the armor on his body, and then said softly: "Meng Mao is not to blame. , I am also cautious... By the way, just now Meng Mao said twenty taels of gold, what is going on?"

   "Uh..." Yang Song, who was wiping his face with the sleeve of his robe, shook his hand, then put it down, sighed, and said, "I dare not lie to the general...Twenty taels of gold is a news that I bought..."

Yang Song looked around and gritted his teeth. He didn't know if he had made up his mind, or it meant that such news worth twenty taels of gold would be exposed in front of so many people. It was a pity, "...Yizhou Mu Seriously ill! I'm afraid he will die!"

"what?!"

  In the big tent, including Fei Qian, his heart skipped a beat!

  (end of this chapter)