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- The weather was still so cold, but the mine rarely became lively.
The uncle took Li Jinbao and the others up early in the morning and went to the mine on the south side.
There are no people living in the mine over there. There are rows of shelves inside, with wooden pallets placed on the shelves, and the pallets are full of bean sprouts.
These bean sprouts are green and shiny.
This is a restricted area, not even Mazi can come in, only they can go in and out. At this moment, they were pouring the bean sprouts from the tray into the iron bucket.
Unlike usual, there are a lot of iron barrels this time.
Every time a plate is poured, Li Jinbao¡¯s face will show a look of regret.
"Don't look downcast. Today is New Year's Eve after all. You must have a good meal during the New Year." Xie Xiaoyu advised.
¡°Brother, there aren¡¯t many black beans left.¡± Erdai came over carrying a bag.
"How many more are there?" Xie Xiaoyu frowned. When there were only 2,000 old soldiers, he was not worried about the food problem, but then there were 5,000 wounded soldiers, which he did not expect, and At that time, there was already a shortage of food in the city, and the black beans used to feed the horses had become a good thing. Although the Lord Protector sent people over, he did not give corresponding military rations. It was not easy for him to be able to support himself until now.
"There are more than four bags." Erdai said.
The bag is a large storage bag, equivalent to the storage of a warehouse. It seems to be a lot, but for an army of 7,000 people, it really can't last long.
With seven thousand mouths, even if each person is only rationed one kilogram of black beans per day, it is still more than seven thousand kilograms, which is more than two hundred thousand kilograms a month. This does not include the monks' share. The monks can eat more and turn the black beans into Bean sprouts also have additional consumption.
¡°I¡¯m afraid there¡¯s not much food left in the city.¡± The uncle has stayed in Tianbao Prefecture for more than ten years and knows something about it.
Tianbao Prefecture has always been short of food because there is too little land that can be cultivated. The victory of Qiuluochuan lasted only more than three months. By the end of the war, the auxiliary soldiers in the army could only eat bran and wheat straw. The war in Beiwang City has started since the beginning of autumn, and now it is New Year's Eve. It has been fought for more than five months and has been dragged on for a long time.
"What do those barbarians eat? They don't know how to eat people, do they?" Li Jinbao asked.
"It's hard to say." The uncle didn't have a good impression of Tuman.
"You're celebrating the New Year, don't say these boring words." Xie Xiaoyu stopped him.
"Yes, tell me something happy. I wonder how my mother and sister are doing? They must be having New Year's Eve dinner now, right?" Li Jinbao thought of his relatives.
"With the old mine boss taking care of them, they should be living a good life. There is definitely no shortage of food and drink in the club, and the New Year's Eve dinner is quite sumptuous. I haven't eaten it, but I heard the mine boss talk about it." The uncle was very envious.
"After we go back, we must give it a good rub." Li Jinbao drooled. Although they all became monks, after all, the time was still short, and they still did not have the consciousness of monks.
"It's a pity for Zhu Zhu and the others." Speaking of the four people who died in the battle, the uncle felt sad. He felt that it was difficult for him to explain the past. Lao Bai was a bachelor, but the other three people had parents, so they believed him and gave up the child. Entrusted to him, I didn't expect
"Zhuzi, Tian Zhuang, and Xiaoliuzi haven't married yet." Erdai whispered from the side: "I have decided that after I go back, I will find a wife first. I can't let the family die off."
This sentence aroused Li Jinbao's thoughts, and even the uncle had a headache. Of course he wanted to hold his grandson, but he also knew the importance of a child's body to cultivation.
"I want to practice and be like my little brother." Li Jinbao didn't hesitate at all.
"Soon, the entire Tianbao Prefecture will be in disaster. Marrying a wife and having children now will only add to the burden, but if you don't leave any descendants, if something happens to you, your family will really be wiped out." Xie Xiaoyu didn't know either. What should be advised? He knew best how terrible this disaster was, and it was not comparable to the siege of the city by the barbarians.
"Cultivation, practice hard for me. If you want to marry a wife, wait until you return to China. You can marry any woman you want." The uncle finally made up his mind.
"That's right. I want to arrange the marriage in a glamorous manner, and let Lou Laocai and his family see that they are nothing compared to me." Erdai suddenly figured it out.
He picked up the iron bucket and ran outside with his feet in the wind.
Not far away from the cave is the kitchen. There is a clanking sound inside, and hundreds of large iron pots are stir-frying together.
"Save the chicken soup, there's not much left." Uncle Chang shouted there at the top of his lungs. He kept a mouthful that was enough for people to jump in and wash it.There is a big copper pot with chicken stock in it.
"Uncle, please mix some water with me. It won't taste delicious anymore." A cook who was cooking vegetables said with a grimace.
"Don't we have to spend the rest of the day? I don't know when this battle will end." The more Uncle Chang said, the more distressed he became. This New Year's Eve dinner was equivalent to the consumption of more than two hundred monks for a month. The "family wealth" in his hands is almost gone.
"Uncle Chang, please stop complaining. My younger brother said that today is just a celebration, and we have to pay attention to it." Erdai said, he was falsely passing on the imperial edict, but he was not worried about being exposed.
"Brother, did you really say this?" Uncle Chang looked suspicious.
"Ask yourself." Erdai was clever. He knew that Uncle Chang would never leave, otherwise all his treasures would have been lost to the cooking stove.
Sure enough, Uncle Chang hesitated for a moment, waved his hand and said: "Everyone, please add two more spoons, but not too much, otherwise it will not be enough."
"Okay -" the cooks responded in unison.
With energy, my hands and feet became nimble, and soon, large iron pots were carried out. The people carrying the pots ran all the way, shouting loudly: "It's Chinese New Year, dinner is ready, New Year's Eve dinner is here." "
The aroma emanating from the iron pot also made the old soldiers and wounded soldiers excited. For several months, they had been eating black beans every day. That stuff was used as feed for horses. Can it be delicious?
¡°New Year¡¯s Eve dinner, let¡¯s have New Year¡¯s Eve dinner¡ª¡ª¡±
The soldiers gathered around with rice bowls, which clinked in their hands.
There is finally a hint of Chinese New Year atmosphere in the originally lifeless mine.
"Don't grab it, don't grab it. Three spoons per person, don't give more. This thing is not ordinary. It is eaten by the monks. I heard it can improve one's skills. Mortals like you and me can live longer if they eat it. Whoever is lucky? Maybe he can become a monk." A cook banged the pot and shouted.
"Go ahead, could this be fairy grass or elixir?"
"That's right, if it were so easy to become a monk, I'm afraid everyone in the world would eat bean sprouts."
There was a lot of yelling below, but those who laughed and scolded didn't pay much attention, just taking it as a joke.
"Believe it or not, these bean sprout essences are very valuable. They are things made by the big leader. Except for the big leader and Leader Li, no other monks have the right to get close to them. Even Leader Ma, Leader Fa, Leader Wang, and Leader Wu The leaders are jealous of this. "Cui Tou usually follows Uncle Chang, and the kitchen is close to the planting room and the monk's residence, so he can hear some anecdotes from time to time.
"It's a pity that no matter what he says, no one believes it.
Those soldiers were all focused on the pot, so they didn't care about cultivating immortals. The soldiers in front had already filled up the bean sprouts and ran to the side to enjoy them.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????In the eyes of these soldiers, these bean sprouts on the plate are absolutely superior to chicken, duck, fish, and delicacies.
Suddenly a wounded soldier shouted: "Hey - if you eat this, you will get a cool air. This cool air will circulate around your body. Not only will you not feel cold, but you will feel warm. It's really cool." comfortable."
As soon as he finished speaking, another veteran also said: "It's interesting, maybe this thing is really a fairy grass."
As the old pawn was talking, his body shook violently, and then he farted with a "pop" sound. The stench made everyone around him feel his eyes darken.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The old soldier apologized repeatedly, but then he farted again with a "pop" sound.
"Aren't you disgusting?" A tall and thick wounded soldier next to him couldn't help it anymore, he rounded his hand and slapped it down.
These wounded soldiers and old soldiers originally looked down upon each other. The cooks were all picked from among the old soldiers, so they naturally favored the old brothers. Therefore, the people in front were all a group of old soldiers, and the wounded soldiers saw this. Here, my heart has long been filled with anger, and hitting people is just an excuse to express myself.
The old soldier was startled, and he quickly held his head with one hand and pushed out the other hand. This was originally an unconscious move. Unexpectedly, the wounded soldier who slapped someone was turned around in a circle, and then sat down on the ground.
The wounded soldier was stunned, the old soldier was also stunned, and everyone around him was also stunned.
¡°Pfft¡ª¡ª¡± It was another loud fart, but this time it was from another person.
"This this is a complete transformation." Cuotou, who was holding the spoon, was more knowledgeable than the others and immediately shouted loudly.
"Reborn?" The old pawn woke up from his daze and shouted ecstatically,Then he stamped his foot on the ground.
There was a "bang" sound, and dust was flying on the ground. When he raised his feet, he saw a faint footprint on the stone ground.
"II really have to become a monk." The old soldier suddenly jumped up.
This move was definitely too hard. His body jumped three feet high, and his head hit the ceiling with a "bang", causing stars to pop out in front of the old pawn's eyes.
No one saw his joke. At this moment, everyone else was staring at the big pot and the bean sprouts inside.
No one believed what Chuotou said just now, but now everyone has already concluded that it was fairy grass. The people who had already served the bean sprouts quickly put all the bean sprouts into their mouths, and then hid to one side and chewed slowly. People who had not yet had their turn all crowded in, and the scene became extremely lively for a while.
"Don't grab it. If you knock it over, no one will be gone." Zuotou shouted anxiously.
"Don't rob anyone. If anyone dares to rob, I will twist off his head." The old pawn finally recovered and he immediately shouted loudly.
In the past, his words would have been regarded as farts, but now no one dared to disobey, and the footprints on the ground were still there.
Order was quickly restored in the mine, and everyone lined up again with their rice bowls.
After a while, the sounds of "puff, puff, puff" came one after another, and along with the sound of farts were bursts of ecstatic cheers.
The tall and tall wounded soldier finally got his turn. He carefully filled his portion of the "immortal grass" in a rice bowl, then walked to the side with a look on his face and began to eat it in his mouth.
The bean sprouts were delicious with a hint of sweetness, and the taste made him almost swallow his tongue. After the bean sprouts were eaten, a hint of coolness came out. This coolness circulated in the internal organs, and indeed forced out all the chill in the body.
He just waited for himself to fart.
Time passed little by little, and the wounded soldier became a little sluggish. He felt that the cold air was gradually disappearing.
"How is this possible? Why didn't I become a monk? Why can they do it but I can't?" the wounded soldier yelled like crazy.
"Me too, why didn't I succeed? These old guys succeeded instead." A hundred feet away, another wounded soldier was also shouting.
Hearing what this person said, everyone noticed that most of the people who reacted were old soldiers, and a small number were wounded soldiers who had received Gu insects.
In a flash, they all remembered a rumor that had been spread everywhere recently.
Some people say that those bugs are spiritual bugs that the monks use to test everyone. Those who take the bugs are indeed harmful at first, but over time they turn into benefits, and the monks have already prepared a way out, and those who have taken the bugs have Those who possess the worms can use the magic power of the spiritual worms to escape with them. Those who do not have the spiritual worms can only wait here to die.
For a moment, the wounded soldier burst into tears as if he were mourning his concubine. Before, when he heard this rumor, he would only sneer in his heart and believed that it was a lie to frame them. Now he believed it, but it was a pity that it was too late.
As soon as he cried, the wounded soldiers who had also not received the spirit insects also understood one by one.
"When I think of those old men who were able to escape, but they had to stay and wait to die, even the strongest people can't bear it, and they burst into tears.
The mine suddenly became two worlds. On one side was the ecstasy of reincarnation, which was in line with the atmosphere of the New Year, and on the other was the heartfelt sadness and tears. Not only did it not feel like the New Year, but it seemed like the end was approaching. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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