398. I have a specialty

The barren man's camp is very similar to the defeated army that Chen Song had watched on TV before.

I don't know how many people occupy a large open space, there are tents and cabins on the ground, there are iron pots everywhere, and there is feces and urine everywhere, and the smell is simply overwhelming.

The big guys were marked with turbans and face coverings, and there were people walking around the camp with their faces covered, which was a mess.

What's even more chaotic is that from time to time there are still people who will lead troops to attack the small dragon gate not far away, and now the small dragon gate is not the same as when Chen Song has seen it, a high city wall has been built around it, and the figures on it are longing, and there are stones flying down as soon as the desolate team approaches.

When Venerable Zhupan saw it, he shook his head again and again: "Nonsense, nonsense." ”

Chen Song adhered to the idea of sweeping the snow in front of the door, and he said: "Let's quickly find someone, and if we find someone, we will leave." You have to see people in life, and you have to see corpses in death!"

"I'm afraid I can't find the corpse, I just inquired, the dead are all buried in the mass grave, we can't go to the mass grave, right?" Luo Changgeng said hesitantly.

Chen Song said: "Let's go to the place where the Huotou Army is camped first." ”

"I'll find someone to ask. Nagakoma said positively.

He saw a few men sitting in front of a tent with a majestic appearance, looking like they had some status, so he walked over and asked, "Ladies and gentlemen, where is the camp of the Fire Head Army?"

Someone asked angrily, "What are you looking for the Firehead Army?"

Changju immediately looked back at Chen Song, Chen Song sighed secretly, and took the initiative to step forward and said: "We are newly promoted soldiers who joined the army, we used to work as cooks in our hometown, and now we want to go to the Huotou Army to show our skills." ”

The man sneered: "Go to the Huotou Army to show your skills, I'm afraid you want to go to the Huotou Army to eat enough, right?"

Chen Song said with a smile: "King Mingjian." ”

The man waved his hand and said, "Since you have been a cook, what are your specialties in cooking?"

Chen Song said casually: "My specialty is fast cooking, which can save our marching time." ”

The man became interested, and said, "Oh, is it? Well, there is a shortage of skilled cooks in the army, and what kind of stuff they caught a few days ago, and the stewed is better to eat than the dishes they cooked." Ah Liu, take them to see Lao Ding. ”

The camp of the Huotou Army is on a high ground, and it is obvious that the deserted people are not completely unhygienic, at least they still want to eat a clean meal.

The biggest feature of the camp is that there are many pots and tents, and the arrangement here is much more orderly.

Bags of grain and vegetables were piled up in the tent, pigs and sheep were raised in some places, and there were strips of bacon hanging in sunny places.

The group of Ulala walked up to the high ground, and suddenly someone came out and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Where's Lao Ding?" the desolate man who led the team showed them a gold medal, "Let Steward Ding come out and send him a newcomer." ”

"Stuffed in for rice again?" suddenly a group of soldiers muttered dissatisfiedly.

Chen Song wondered, if the position of the leader of the gang was very rare, then how could Ah Lai and other newcomers come in? He was worried that he would not be able to find Ah Lai and his gang here.

Perhaps because they don't have to go to the outside world, the people in the gang leader army don't have headscarves or face scarves, and they basically have nothing from the waist up, and many people are busy working shirtless.

Lao Ding was a middle-aged man with a goatee, and when he came out, he bowed his hand to the person who took the lead: "Ah, which gust of wind blew Mr. Six here......?

The man in the lead said listlessly: "No need to invite, send you a few people, these people said that they used to be cooks, and I specially brought them here for you to see." If they are really cooks, you will stay, and if they are not cooks, they will be chopped up as spies, and now the pigs have nothing to eat, and feed their meat to the pigs. ”

Chen Song was shocked, this product is so ruthless.

Lao Ding happily went to get some vegetables, took them to an iron pot and said, "What are you good at?"

"I'm good at fast food. Chen Song said, "The taste is a bit ordinary. ”

Lao Ding waved his hand and said, "Then please." ”

A group of people looked at each other.

Chen Song asked in a low voice, "Do you know how to cook?"

Everyone hurriedly shook their heads, and Venerable Zhupan shook his head the fastest.

Chen Song can only bite the bullet and go up by himself, he is a person who has been in the kitchen, he has cooked for Angelina before, and in the past few months, under Luo Bing's heart, his cooking skills have increased significantly.

But when he saw these dishes, he was confused, what is this?

Picking up a vegetable that looked like a turnip, he asked, "What about the oils and spices?"

Lao Ding said angrily: "How can there be oil and spices now? Besides, if you have oil and spices, then you still need to cook?"

Chen Song was even more confused, he was paralyzed and didn't even have oil, how could I stir-fry?

There were seasonings in his treasure bag, and there were instant noodles stuffed in it yesterday, but he couldn't show it, so he had to dry fry it.

Boiling the pot on a high fire, Chen Song sprinkled a scoop of water into the pot, and then cut the vegetables and threw them in for a toss, and cleaned them up after three times and five divided by two.

Looking at the mess in the clay pot, Lao Ding's eyes straightened: "Can you eat this brew? What the hell are you doing?"

The sixth man who followed plucked up the courage to put a piece of food into his mouth, and then swallowed it, Chen Song who watched it doubted himself: Is he really the reincarnation of the kitchen god?

As a result, after eating, Lao Liu drew a knife: "You are a pro-ancestor, how dare you deceive Lao Tzu? What kind of cook are you? I don't eat the dog that burns this dish, and I haven't picked up the delicious food that Lao Ding picked up!"

Chen Song hurriedly said: "I didn't lie to you, I said that my specialty is fast cooking, you can say it yourself, was I fast cooking just now?"

The sixth child was completely confused by his words, and he was stunned and said, "But what you made is for people to eat?"

Chen Song learned from the frame of the Venerable Zhupan and said, "Are there still people in this world now?

He saw that the situation was wrong, and hurriedly pinched the fallacy and began to lie: "King, the main thing is that we don't have the goods, so how can we show our cooking skills for a bunch of olive vegetables? If there is oil and spices, then we will cook a good dish for you, and our brothers used to be a few good cooks in the county!"

The gossip worked, and the sixth man put away the knife again angrily, and he said gloomily: "These people should stay here for you first, anyway, you still lack a hand, take care of them, if they steal food or have something weird, they will be directly chopped and fed to the pigs!"

"Yes!" Lao Ding clenched his fists.

Sending the sixth child away, Lao Ding pointed to the tent and said: "You go to change your clothes, change everything on your body for me, you are not allowed to bring a foreign object!"

Chen Song asked, "Why?"

Lao Ding said impatiently: "What if you are a small worker in the city? If you come and go down to the pot with poison, won't it be a big trouble?"

Chen Song understood, these people were shirtless, not because of the heat, but because they were afraid that someone would bring messy things with them and harm the legion.