Tianhao looked at him with a faint smile: "Is that necessary?"

Niu Weibang was observing all the way, but he didn't find any flaws in Tianhao. He waved his hand generously: "Go ahead and let your people open the village door."

Tianhao nodded, clamped his legs hard to the belly of the horse, and came to the front of the cavalry array. He opened his backpack, took out a black cloth half a meter square, borrowed the spear from the cavalry next to him, and pierced the cloth at the top of the spear, and shook it a few times.

The dyes of the barbarians come from nature. The villagers caught some squids by the sea and dyed some black cloth with their ink.

"Two from the left, three from the right." Wu Peng looked at Tianhao's movements and murmured to himself: "Is this a signal they agreed on?"

There was no sign of the village gate from this location. A few minutes later, Changlin and several people rushed from the direction of the warning tower. When they saw Tian Hao riding on the horse from afar, they all showed relief smiles on their faces.

The brigade of cavalry continued to advance.

Wu Peng stared at the approaching tower. Six, seven, and eight... The closer we are to Panshi Village, the more towers we enter our sight. The gray-white tower body is integrated with the surrounding environment, surrounded by brick and stone buildings of all sizes.

When I walked closer, I still didn't see the village gate.

When he arrived near the outermost tower, Wu Peng signaled to pause. He jumped off his horse, walked to the base of the tower, reached out and touched the hard wall, and found that it was a whole piece of rock like he thought.

Niu Weibang rode forward from the back of the team, came close to him, bent down from the horse and asked, "Great National Master, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." Wu Peng patted the dust on his hands, and his eyes were like a torch from afar: "Stop riding a horse, come down and walk with me."

Seeing all this, Tianhao didn't interrupt and walked far behind the team.

Along the way, Wu Peng stopped many times to check it out carefully. The layout of the houses here confused him. Although the roads were spacious, they were very complicated. Many roads that were supposed to be straightforward were partitioned from the middle by a house, and they had to walk around the exterior wall of the building for hundreds of meters before they could reach the other side of the road.

Niu Weibang felt very confused: "Strange, when I was outside, I thought this Panshi Village was not big! Why did I go around so far after I came in? What was going on?"

"This is a maze." Wu Peng, an experienced Wu Peng, said lightly: "All the buildings here are for war. The narrow areas can effectively disperse troops. As long as you are familiar with the terrain, the enemies attacked outside will be isolated into small pieces, and no matter how many they are, they will die."

As he said that, he pointed to the nearest tower: "There are all archers and heavy crossbows on it. Look at the house below, it is flat and has no eaves. And the doors are all open to the inside of the village. I don't know the terrain situation and attack it rashly, and it is impossible to leave alive."

Niu Weibang's face showed a thoughtful expression: "The houses here are all brick and stone structures. This kind of construction method is time-consuming and requires a lot of people. I don't understand, where do they have so much energy to do this? Don't farm or eat?"

Wu Peng tidied up the leather robe: "Go in first and talk about it! I have a premonition that this young man in charge of Panshi Village will bring us more surprises."

...

One third of the village wall made of logs has been removed, and the remaining part is connected to the tower and the periphery building, forming an irregular barrier. The village door is open. In addition to the sentry responsible for the guarding on the tower, the old priest, the witch walker and the hunting captain Yonggang led everyone to line up along both sides of the road to welcome guests from afar.

"Great National Master!" Seeing Wu Peng coming from the end of the road from afar, the old priest quickly knelt down with his forehead close to the ground.

Behind him, everyone kneeled down.

"It's the king."

"There is also the national teacher."

Whether Niu Weibang or Wu Peng, it is extremely noble to the people of Panshizhai. Especially the latter, they can communicate with gods and their reputation even surpasses that of the King of the Niu Clan.

Wu Peng experienced many similar scenes, and he knew how to deal with them. But the crowds of people kneeling on the ground in front of him still scared him. Tian Hao did not lie. It was estimated that the number of people here was at least more than two thousand.

He slowly walked to the old priest, stared at the head covered with white hair, and let out a sigh of inexplicable meaning: "Witch move?"

The old priest raised his head tremblingly, and his trembling lips could not speak a word.

"I didn't expect you to be alive. When I first heard the name "Panshi Village" in Leijiao City, I felt a little familiar. Later, I remembered on the way that you are the priest here."

The national master reached out and helped the old priest: "Get up and accompany me for a walk."

The old priest quickly stood up and carefully guided the way in front of him.

Several personal guards blocked the people who wanted to come over, and separated them about ten meters away.

After more than three hours, the old priest took Wu Peng to visit the village, and no one knew what they had specifically talked about. By the time they finished watching one by one, it was already time to eat.

Flat-bottomed fishing boats can only sail along the coast, but can bring more fresh catches. The cod is very large and as long as the arms of an adult. Aju took a few women to operate in front of the guests. They cleaned the whole cod and cut it flat from the tail of the fish with a knife to present a large piece of pink and white fish.

Cut the meat into small pieces, sprinkle with salt and seasoning, put the paste made of flour and eggs, and fry it in a pan.

Wu Peng took a bite of the golden-colored fried fish pieces. The crispy crust jumped between the teeth, and the soft and cooked fish fibres dripped out a delicious juice, leaving a pleasant aftertaste on the surface of the tongue.

It was indeed delicious, and Niu Weibang and others ate it endlessly.

Wu Peng looked serious and slowly frowned.

This kind of food is too luxurious.

Oils are expensive. Under normal circumstances, people would rather exchange oils for food.

Just as this thought came to his mind, Wu Peng subconsciously recalled the villagers of Panshi Village who were greeting him in front of the village gate. They were very strong and everyone was like this. Their faces were red and their tall and strong bodies looked adequately nutritious. Especially those children, their round cheeks looked cute, which was significantly different from those in other villages.

The chickens that pulled out their feathers and cleared out their internal organs were forked on the iron rod. The method of kneading them with salt in advance and spreading them out on a rack is not unfamiliar to Niu Weibang and Wu Peng. What they were really interested in was fried eggs. Watching the women bring a pot of eggs, beat the eggs in front of them, and put them in the pot, turning them into poached eggs in the "sizzling" hot oil, the surprise gradually expanded deep in their hearts and became shocked.

The number of eggs is too large. Roughly estimate that according to the scale of this banquet, at least thousands of eggs will have to be consumed.

Wu Peng couldn't help but remember the bungalows that the old priest had seen on the east side of the village. When he walked in, hundreds of wooden cages were placed along the walls. Looking around, the cages were densely packed with chickens with messy fur.

The wooden cage is exquisitely made, with an inclined ramp on the inside, and fresh eggs will slowly roll along the ramp to the next level. The distance is too far, and hens who are accustomed to eggs cannot peck at them. People who manage the chicken coop walk in and can easily pick up the ripe fruits in the field.

A group of children jumped into the chicken shed with a vine-woven dustpan. They grabbed handfuls of feed from the dustpan and put them into the food trough. The hens ate happily, and their heads with red crowns moved up and down. Wu Peng was very curious and called a child, picked up some feed from the dustpan and spread it on his palm. He found that part of it was crushed bran, and some had a fishy smell and grayish-white color. He looked at it for a long time, but still couldn't tell what it was.

"It's fish bones, animal bones, and some dried small fish and shrimps." Wu Xing explained next to him: "These children's daily work is to smash the bones with stones and hammers and crush them into powder. Every time they come back from fishing, there are some broken fish and shrimps. Ah Hao said that nothing can be wasted. We cannot digest these things, but for hens, they are good feed. Just mix them with water and make them into small pieces."

"Ranking" is impossible. Both roosters and hens have strong wildness. Even if they cut off their flying feathers, they still cannot stop their madness towards freedom. The local chickens that are free-range in the mountains and forests in the civilized world are tender in the meat. The environment at that time is very different from now on. Tianhao never thought of releasing these chickens from the beginning. What they have to do every day is to eat, lay eggs, and they will be closed for decades.

The closed environment lacking activity space helps hens become obese. Noisy sounds such as animal abuse and aging of meat and chewing them are no response here. The convenience and benefits of large-scale breeding are emerging. In the short term, the number of hens has increased to 100,000, which is the goal set by Tianhao for Panshizhai Breeding Farm.

The chicken was cooked, and the surface of the cooked chicken worn on the iron rod was "sizzling" and oiled. Aju took the chicken off the grill, put it in a tray, skillfully cut a few pieces on the surface of the chicken with a knife, sprinkled with salt, and brought it respectfully to the national teacher.

The aroma of cooked meat stimulates the penetration into the nostrils and stimulates the secretion of a large amount of saliva in the mouth. Wu Peng stretched out his hand and twisted off the chicken wings and took a bite. The crispy crispy mixed with tender meat was torn apart by his teeth, and the indescribable deliciousness was immediately applied to the tongue.

This is the way for nobles to eat. The best parts of chickens are their wings and necks, where the meat is tender. If they change to civilians, their first targets are chicken legs or chicken breasts. The reason is very simple. These parts are so thick that they can make them full.

The women walked to the guest table with a few jars of wine and filled the empty bowls. Wu Peng took a sip and it tasted very sweet, not made of grain.

Although the fruit wine is low, it will get worse if you drink too much. Niu Weibang, who was in a good mood, drank the wine in the bowl in one sip, grabbed the wrist of the woman who was pouring wine for him, pulled it into his arms, and kissed her round face hard, which immediately caused a burst of laughter.

Wu Peng looked at the focal point of the bustling and noisy, chewing slowly, slowly eating his chicken.

The women in Panshi Village are very beautiful.

There were more than a dozen charcoal basins burning in the banquet hall, which was very warm and would feel very hot in leather robes. The women in charge of the entertainment were wearing cotton clothes, which were very thin. Unlike other places where barbarian women deliberately wrapped their skin around their waists, making their waists thick and attracted men's attention. Their arms were full of muscles, and the smooth curves looked very comfortable, and their red cheeks seemed to be ripe with apples. No wonder Niu Weibang, who was drunk too much, was very excited and made such a move in front of everyone.

As the leader of the ruler of the clan, what has never been seen by Lei Niu King? Men all like beautiful girls. If they change to a skinny and pale-faced woman, let alone kiss her, Niu Weibang will probably feel disgusted and can't even eat the delicious food in front of her.

In this wild world, nutrition determines everything.

Panshi Village is indeed not short of food!

...

At night, the banquet ended.

At the first seat of the room where Wu Peng sat upright, next to it was the young Lei Niu Tribe leader. The fire pit separated Tian Hao from the opposite side, and he sat there calmly, very quiet.

"I originally wanted to stay here for a few more days and have a good look. But the situation has changed and we have to leave tomorrow." Wu Peng's voice was very calm, full of kindness that he had never felt before: "Young man, you are doing a good job."

As a national teacher, Wu Peng rarely praises someone like he is now.

As soon as he entered Panshi Village, his subordinates immediately dispersed. He had his own set of methods to find out the local situation. Hundreds of cavalry guards each looked for their own targets, and through conversation, they quickly collected intelligence in just a few hours.

The old man, woman, child, young and strong... Wu Peng made a temporary decision to leave Leijiao City and come to Panshi Village. Along the way, he ordered people to stare at Tianhao, make sure that the other party did not leave the team, or communicate with his subordinates to return to the village in advance to make arrangements, etc. In other words, the villagers of Panshi Village did not know that they were coming. When welcoming them in front of the village gate, Wu Peng saw the shock and respect on the villagers' faces, and unconcealed at a loss... He was very satisfied with this.

All the information reported from the feedback showed that Tianhao did not lie. He had close contacts with several surrounding small villages, and his relationship was normal. He fought with Huanche Village, captured the leader of the village alive, and swallowed up all the villagers there.

He used novel and special methods to obtain large amounts of venison.

He led the villagers to kill the monsters in the sea and get salt.

Anyway, he performed very well.

"There is one thing that I don't understand." Wu Peng smiled, with cross wrinkles on his old face: "As far as I know, all the villages of the Leiniu tribe handed over the annual grain share of more than 50%, but Panshi Village only paid 30% this year. Why is this?"

Tianhao's answer was natural: "This is the payment amount that the king personally agreed to."

"I know." Wu Peng gently tapped his right knee with his finger: "This is a normal amount of remittance. But why don't you pay more? You know, everyone does this."
Chapter completed!