Feeding Cake

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Feeding Cake

Early this morning, a group of people carrying firewood found an open space by the river, lit a bonfire, and then a buffalo was pulled over.

After worshiping the gods, a strong man grabbed the horns of the cow with both hands and threw the cow to the ground. Then he picked up the long knife beside him and inserted it through the gap in the cow's ribs.

After a while, the buffalo stopped struggling. Another big man came over with a machete and chopped off the head of the buffalo with several knives.

The big man put the chopped cow head on a thick wooden stick, then set it on a bonfire and carefully burned off the hair on the cow's head.

Under the sharp knives of a group of strong men, the huge cow's body was first stripped of its skin, and then its belly was cut open. After a while, it turned into piles of pure meat, bones and internal organs.

This is the place where Duolong invites everyone to come for a meal. The Quan Niu Banquet is the highest level of reception here.

The location of this wilderness is very good. It is close to the river on one side and a rare flat land on the other. There are no woods around it, which avoids the possibility of an ambush. Moreover, this wilderness is just outside the front line of both sides, so it will not cause everyone's tension.

Under Duolong's guarantee, the seventeen village owners had come early. As a result, everyone waited and waited. The meat in the pot was cooked again and again, and the water in the pot was added again and again. Watching Tiandu

It was almost dark, but there was no movement from the Han people.

"Duolong, this meal of yours is interesting. Do you think you want us to eat it by touching our noses at night?" A village leader asked Duolong.

"Haha, Master Moda. The fire must be slow before the meat becomes rotten. Just wait patiently. The meat will be ready soon." Duolong laughed loudly.

Everyone knew that this was not about eating. In fact, even Duolong was very anxious.

"They're coming, they're coming," someone ran over and shouted loudly.

No need to report any more, everyone saw it as soon as they stood up, and saw only a few Han military attachés walking towards this side in a majestic manner.

The expression on Duolong's face now is extremely ugly, so dark that it is almost dripping with water.

The people are the people, and the officials are officials.

Civilian vendettas are governed by one set of rules on the surface and another set of rules privately. But no matter what kind of rules they are, they have never been left to the government to handle them.

Now, these Han people are here wearing official uniforms. They are simply trying to force us to rebel.

It was just for Duolong's sake, otherwise the leaders would have turned around and left.

After Gong Guangjie came over, he saluted everyone and said loudly: "Sorry, sorry.

Mr. Gong is busy with military affairs and is a little late. I will punish myself with three cups of wine later. I hope everyone will understand.

Look, you guys, I didn’t even have time to change my clothes, so I hurried over here.”

As soon as Gong Guangjie finished speaking, he unhooked his sword and threw it to his subordinates. Then he began to take off his clothes in public until he took off the official uniform of the general flag and sat by the fire in casual clothes.

"Oh, this is still comfortable. Duolong, I smell your meat is so fragrant, can you eat it?" Gong Guangjie said loudly.

Upon hearing this, Duolong quickly announced the start of the banquet.

Everyone was starving. When Duolong said it was time to eat, he was not polite and took his bamboo chopsticks to fish out the meat from the hot pot.

After eating a bowl of beef and drinking a bowl of beef soup, Gong Guangjie picked up the porcelain bowl in his hand and knocked it on the big iron pot. After hearing a ding sound, Gong Guangjie said loudly: "This beef is delicious, better than

We have a lot of yellow beef in our hometown."

The whole cow feast is to use an extra large pot to cook a whole cow in it. The head of the cow is still being cooked in the pot. Just by looking at the horns, Gong Guangjie can tell that this is at least not a scalped cow.

Hearing Gong Guangjie's loud praise, Duolong finally looked a little happy.

"Actually, I don't like eating yellow beef." Gong Guangjie said to the others, "Why?

Because I ate yellow beef, I would cry in bed at night."

After Gong Guangjie shook off his baggage, he changed his posture and said to everyone: "Why are you crying? It's not because the scalpers are suffering too much.

They were dragged out to work before dawn, wandering around the fields all year round. From time to time they had to be whipped by their masters (bamboo whips), and they were fed only the worst hay (rice or wheat straws).

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I have suffered like this all my life, and will be killed to eat when I get old.

So, when I eat yellow beef, I want to cry.

I cried and cried until my eyes were swollen from crying.

The more I cried, the more I thought, isn’t this old scalper just like us poor people?

No. We are worse than the old scalpers, we are still wasting our lives, and we are committing crimes."

Although he has become rich in the past two years, Gong Guangjie has been immersed in bitterness since he was a child, otherwise he would not look so old.

The harder people live, the faster they age.

Gong Guangjie's words of bitterness brought everyone closer together.

Although human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same, the suffering caused by material scarcity is exactly the same.

As the topic opened up, Gong Guangjie said to the leaders: "Originally, I sent someone to give you gifts."

Gong Guangjie waved his hand, and someone came over with a basket. Gong Guangjie picked up a bottle of medicine and introduced it like a treasure: "This is our treasure [Fever Powder]. Whether you have a headache or a fever,

I still have chills and shakes, or my nose has clear water, and I have swallowed a coal in my throat. After taking our [Fever Powder], it can be taken for up to three days, with food and medicine wrapped up.

This is our star product. What is a star? It is the brightest star in the sky, which can be seen at a glance.

This [Rheumatism Pain Relief Patch] will help you with whether you have neck pain, shoulder pain, back pain, vest pain, ankle pain, knee pain, etc. You can apply it wherever it hurts, and wrap it up with the patch.

This is [Anthelmintic Pill]. Don’t look at it, but it is overbearing in its efficacy. There are some insects that want to burrow into people’s stomachs, eat their flesh, and drink their blood. What should we do?

You can't dig them out with a knife.

Let me tell you, as long as you take [Anthelmintic Pills], you will know that you have pooped the next day, and all the worms in your stomach will be dead (poisoned). From now on, you will be clean and comfortable, and you will grow two ounces longer.

Meat.

Don’t believe it, come on, come on, give them all a try, give them a few boxes each, and use them as you like.”

Soon, the basket of medicines glowed.

After all the medicine was delivered to his hands, Gong Guangjie said: "My deputy sect leader, Zhang Bing, brought a thousand pieces of goods and gave gifts to everyone one by one.

What a pity, Zhang Bing was hacked to death when he was halfway through.

These one thousand pieces of goods were also robbed, and they have not been found until now."

Gong Guangjie deliberately cut off the whole story and saved some face for everyone. Who knows if there are any people here who went to rob and kill Lao Zhang that day.

"You said, these head-cutting bandits didn't rob our Shennong Baicaomen, they clearly robbed us of the heavy gift we wanted to give everyone.

Do you think these people are hateful?"

After listening to Gong Guangjie's words, everyone buried their heads and remained silent.

In fact, everyone knows what is going on.

Duolong and the people in several other villages have already said that the Han people came here just to win over friends and give them gifts, and there was no intention of being malicious.

"I won't talk about what happened before." Gong Guangjie waved his hand and said: "Brother, I don't need any courtesy when I come here this time. But, brother, I'm here to make a fortune with you all.

We don’t want to live in poverty anymore, we want to drink and eat meat every day, and we want to make a fortune together!

Someone asked, how can someone in this remote mountainous area get rich?

Hey, good business has come. Let’s make medicine together.”

It was getting dark, and beside the campfire, a group of people listened attentively to what Gong Guangjie said.

After three days of separation, treat each other with admiration.

After going through storms and hardships, Gong Guangjie is no longer what he used to be.

…

The caravan set up camp early and piles of bonfires were lit.

This was Huang Xiaoshi's first time with such a large caravan. In the past two days, he had been riding back and forth on horseback. Although he didn't say anything, everyone could see that he was worried.

After dinner, everyone sat around the bonfire, talking and laughing, and from time to time there were bursts of singing.

Singing and dancing are natural talents that humans possess.

It's just that people who work in the fields all day long are so burdened by life that they can no longer straighten their backs or raise their heads, and they gradually lose this ability.

This time, there were many young people in the caravan who had not been quenched by life, so at night, the atmosphere became much more lively.

Among these young people, Huang Xiaoshi is not included.

Huang Xiaoshi, who had just relaxed his mood in those few days, now has dark clouds in his heart, and is about to feel thunder and lightning.

Huang Xiaoshi is summoning the twelve squad leaders for a meeting and asking them to report on today's situation.

There was nothing to say. The twelve squad leaders all said in unison that it was "no problem" and "no problem."

Seeing Master Shi's appearance, everyone felt that Master Shi was too nervous, but this was understandable.

Although Mr. Shi is good at anything, he still rarely sells goods. In addition to the trade routes between Shuzhong and Luoyang, he has only traveled to Wuhan once.

So Mr. Shi is now acting like a new stick, with hairy hair (shocked and startled), which is normal.
To be continued...