You send a monthly pass, and I add food.

523。

My favorite is the second cargo.

522。

Love you a little more every day.

521。

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Gong Yin suddenly raised his head and glanced at the back of Pei Shu, who was vomiting wildly.

Behind him, the chatter and laughter of Jing Hengbo and Gong Yin came, and the two seemed to have a good chat.

And those eyes, full of anger and slightly murderous.

The young marshal's vomiting by the stream continued, and the young marshal lay on the water's edge like a dead dog, and the mirror-like surface of the water reflected his pale face.

I don't know who I'm talking about.

Jing Hengbo sighed and put down the plate, "It's too unkind, it's too unkind......"

"Smack." The young marshal threw his chopsticks and staggered away. rushed to the stream and pushed away the fireheads who were washing the pots......

There was red oil floating on the snow-white belly lung soup, and a few dark red things were floating, that shape, that shape......

Then he looked down and looked at his bowl.

Pei Shu's hand on the plate suddenly stopped.

Gong Yin sat upright steadily, didn't look at him, and suddenly smiled lightly: "Yes, it's all meat." In the next day, it is known that the original pig intestine and pork heart pork belly are more than the taste of meat. This brother, you just ate so much, do you think it's good? ”

Everyone was kind and silent, Pei Shu came to pick up the pig's ears with a spring breeze on his face, and deliberately glanced at Gong Yin demonstratively.

Think about it, just the way he eats, can you see the dishes on the plate?

The young marshal ate such a pass, didn't he take a closer look from beginning to end?

The table was full of people who were dumbfounded. Jing Hengbo paused. After thinking about it, he said kindly: "Of course not, this table is full of meat, all meat." ”

The young marshal raised his head at this time, glanced at the pig ear, his face was much better, and while reaching out to pick it up, he said: "It's okay with pig ears, don't take any disgusting things like pig intestines, pig hearts, pork belly and other disgusting things for me to eat, I will ......vomit when I look at that thing."

Jing Hengbo took the plate of pig ears, "Do you like nature for you, do you like this?" ”

"Hmm."

Jing Hengbo smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Hey, you really like to eat so much." ”

The table was full of people who didn't eat, and looked at the young marshal who was immersed in eating in a daze.

Jing Hengbo glanced at him, stretched out his hand to the pig's heart, and before his hand reached the side of the plate, the plate of pig's heart was poured into Pei Shu's own bowl again.

Pei Shu's claws quickly stretched out again, intercepted the bowl of soup in mid-air, and soaked it into his own bowl.

Jing Hengbo looked at him dumbfounded, and he couldn't say anything, after thinking about it, he dragged the belly and lung soup maliciously, and said to Gong Yin with a smirk: "Taste this soup, it's also excellent, cleanse the intestines and moisten the lungs, and complement the ...... with form."

Before Jing Hengbo could react, Pei Shu's hand stretched out again, the young marshal's face was pale, he first ate Jing Hengbo's blood sausage with chopsticks, and then took the plate of blood sausage, poured it all into his bowl, and buried his head in eating it clean.

The corners of Gong Yin's lips were shallow again, and he picked up a piece of blood sausage and ate it himself, and then gave another piece to Jing Hengbo.

After speaking, she didn't look at Gong Yin, and said to herself: "I like it." ”

She suddenly turned her head and said to the firehead army beside her: "How many pigs are there in this village?" Buy everything you can and kill everything. The meat is made of jerky, intestines ...... are made into blood sausages. ”

Does he really like blood sausage......

Jing Hengbo was stunned for a while, and suddenly remembered that when he was in Yuzhao Palace, this guy didn't like to eat anything, he refused to eat anything, she often sent him food, and he could still see it unchanged the next day, in order to know what he liked to eat, she worked hard. I always pity him for not being able to know the true taste of the world, I always pity his life, he lives too pale, and his life has lost its quality because of this.

The most important thing is that she bothered to arrange it, she clipped it to him with her own hands, and she liked it.

This thing can indeed be eaten, as long as you don't associate it.

Gong Yin nodded, his eyes clear.

Jing Hengbo was stunned, looked at Gong Yin's face again and again, and made sure that he really didn't have the desire to vomit, so he asked in disbelief: "Do you think it's delicious?" ”

She looked back in amazement, and saw that Gong Yin had already put down her chopsticks, and even bent the corners of her lips slightly at her, and said, "It's really good, Queen Xie is hospitality." ”

There was no imaginary sound of vomiting.

Jing Hengbo turned his face, ready to run away at any time, so as not to stain his clothes with vomit.

Under the eager gaze of Her Majesty the Queen, Gong Yin really picked up chopsticks and picked up a piece of blood sausage and sent it to his mouth.

Gong Yin's face did not change, and Pei Shu's face turned blue.

Jing Hengbo glanced at him, brought the plate back, put it in front of Gong Yin, and smirked, "Sir, it's really fragrant." Special incense. The word "special" accentuates the tone.

Jing Hengbo turned around, Pei Shu and Pei Shaoshuai monopolized a plate of intestines, opened the bow left and right, and devoured it, showing his incomparable enthusiasm for this dish.

was about to fan the flames again, when suddenly a hand reached over, took away the dish of blood sausage, put it in front of him, and said unceremoniously: "Why do you want to give the prisoner such a face? I love this dish. ”

As expected, Gong Yin's face turned white again, and Jing Hengbo happily thought that he must have been very unpleasantly associated with the pile of things in the basin just now.

She immediately and diligently dragged the blood sausage over and deliberately placed it in front of Gong Yin, "It's a guest, please, please." ”

The soldiers were about to draw their swords immediately, Jing Hengbo waved his hand, why be so nervous, a basin of blood sausage was enough to put him down.

However, today's Gong Yin seemed to have a very good endurance, and he really nodded, swept to her side, and sat beside her unceremoniously.

Jing Heng Boto looked at Gong Yin, this kind of rough banquet, he must not eat and do not get tired of the eyes of the national teacher, does he eat or eat?

Pei Shu opened her hand and snorted heavily in her nose - do you need to act? Is it okay for him to be in this mood in the first place? He didn't bother to know this kind of person in the first place, okay? This man has been missing for more than a year, can't he be gone forever!

A hand was viciously pinching his thigh, and the smiling Jing Hengbo warned murderously in his ear, "Remember, I have amnesia!" I don't remember him exactly! It's a déjà vu for him, so it's a little interesting but a little hostile, because that's how my subconscious feels for him. Looks the most real. You pretend to recognize him for me, but because of dissatisfaction and refusal to recognize him, you must cooperate, otherwise we will break off! ”

Pei Shu Huo Ran turned his head, and only then did he see Gong Yin who was surrounded by a group of soldiers, and his color suddenly changed.

Over there, Jing Hengbo and the others were not surprised by her unsociability, seeing that everyone was sitting still, Jing Hengbo held chopsticks in his mouth, rolled his eyes, and greeted the small bench with a smile, "Hey! Would you like to eat together? ”

Nan Jin walked over expressionlessly.

The fireheads were about to get angry, and when they looked up and saw that it was the female weirdo, they immediately shut up in recognition.

Nan Jin walked past them, and with a tilt of the bowl in his hand, the bowl of white water was poured directly into the stream.

Several fireheads were scrubbing a few cauldrons, and then they directly carried the meat in the pots and distributed it to the battalions.

When the thin man was satisfied, Nan Jin came, confiscated the iron fish, and killed someone.

The so-called poisoning of water sources is not as easy as imagined, especially this kind of natural water flow in the mountains, with a large amount of water and high mobility, sprinkle some medicinal powder and wash it away in a blink of an eye, even so, it is impossible to poison all thousands of people, what Yu Guangting wants is just that a large number of people have lost their combat effectiveness, so it is convenient for him to start again.

She went up the hill and found the skinny man who was sneaking around at the water source, where he was burying an iron fish that had been boiled with poison for a long time in the upper reaches of the water, and the current would naturally carry the toxins away and keep going for a long time.

Nan Jin was also very satisfied with this, she sniffed the smell of white water, and sniffed the smell of her own body. It's a bit bloody.

Her fluttering figure in white clothes in an independent high place was full of incongruity with this steaming fat and greasy whole pig banquet, Jing Hengbo looked at her back and decided not to call her.

Nan Jin walked past everyone with two bowls, a bowl of white water in her left hand and a bowl of rice in her right hand, deliberately choosing the upwind position, so as not to let the greasy meat and vegetables be blown by the wind and pollute her water and rice.

The feast was held in a clearing at the entrance of the village, near a small stream, which was the main source of water in the village, and the source came from the upper mountains.

Jing Hengbo ordered the soldiers to stew large pieces of pork belly, and summoned the big and small leaders in the army to eat together, Pei Shu unceremoniously sat on Jing Hengbo's left side, but no one dared to sit on her right, and the officers carefully sat on the stool for half their buttocks, and laughed cautiously - they had offended the queen before, and now they are worried that the whole pig banquet is poisonous.

Hot kidney flowers, cold salad pork ears, large pieces of stewed meat, belly lung soup, cucumber mixed with pork heart, fried pork tail in sauce, white cut pork belly, braised pork knuckle, tubular bone soup, braised pig's head, back to the pot meat, sweet and sour pork ribs...... The real whole pig feast, although the military practice is rough, the materials are simple, can not stand the local pork fragrant fat, the juice is mellow, the new killing is now fried, the hot out of the pot, everyone has been out of the emperor for a long time, most of the dry food and dry meat along the way, where have you eaten such a rich banquet, one by one worship under the strong aroma of penetrating power, swallowing saliva sound.

Jing Hengbo smiled and didn't answer, "Since we haven't invited guests yet, there may be something wrong tonight." In any case, the emperor does not send hungry soldiers, and the guests do not eat, so we will have a full meal ourselves, and we will have fresh food for you today. After speaking, he clapped his hands and motioned for the food to be served.

"If you want me to say, Yu Guangting is only afraid of blocking the news and secretly using the idea of means, this group of captives, if you want to use it smoothly, I am afraid that it is not easy......" Pei Shu said while chewing two mouthfuls casually, his eyes suddenly lit up, "What is this?" I've never eaten it, it's glutinous and slightly spicy inside, soft and chewy on the outside, and there's a special aroma...... What is it made of? ”

Jing Hengbo glanced over there, the figure on the small bench was so calm.

"Incense!" Before the young marshal could eat, he had already answered extraordinarily loudly, his eyes staring at Jing Hengbo's fingers, and he didn't know whether to praise the blood sausage or the finger incense.

"This group of sons and brothers are really unlucky, they are good prisoners, they were first killed by the Yelu family's own people, and then by their own people sent by Yu Guangting. Go back and send these guys in front of their Lao Tzu, and look at those Linzhou nobles, will they follow Yu Guangting to kill people and set fires? Jing Hengbo smiled and cut the blood sausage, Pei Shu looked at it with his eyes, and couldn't help but signal with his eyes, "Feed me a piece, feed me a piece!" Jing Hengbo originally didn't plan to pay attention to it, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Gong Yin sitting on a small bench with his back to this side, and immediately smiled and picked up a piece of blood sausage and stuffed it into Pei Shu's mouth, "Is it fragrant?" ”

There was blood on his robe and boots, but his expression was casual, and without waiting for Jing Hengbo to ask, he sat down at the table that had been laid out with the door panel, and said: "Those assassins just now were driven directly to the camp, and they really came for the prisoners, I deliberately let people leak the wind during the patrol, let them hear, and lead them into the tent where the prisoners are held, this group of people is really ruthless, they will kill people when they rush in, I waited for them to be injured before I made a move." One was killed on the spot, two were captured alive, and the rest ran too fast. But it's nothing, it's enough to capture the mouth alive and let the group of sons and brothers hear the intentions of the killers. ”

Jing Hengbo was about to send someone to invite Pei Shu over to eat a whole pig banquet, and by the way to discuss the current situation, he saw Pei Shu striding over, sniffing his nose again and again as he walked, "It's so fragrant, it's so fragrant!" ”

What's even more peculiar is that there is no male in this village, and the rest are all old and weak women and children, and it is said that the young men have all been recruited into the city this afternoon, although it sounds reasonable, but the timing is too coincidental, and there is always a strange smell.

Jing Hengbo had also made a second-hand plan, if Yu Guangting covered the sky with one hand, blocked the news that the hostages were still alive, and broke in with the army, she naturally had the intention of luring the enemy deep and scattering and breaking through, but now this attack is not attacked, and the siege is not encircled, which makes her a little passive.

This practice is a bit strange, the vicinity is mountainous, close to the camp of the Hengji army, there are several mountain passes, if Yu Guangting wants to catch turtles in the urn, and then advance a few miles, set up a few mountain passes, you can form a real siege on Jing Hengbo. Now that it is loosely encircled, Jing Hengbo's army can completely disperse into the mountains first, so what is the point of such encirclement and suppression?

The people sent out to entertain the guests had not yet returned, and there was no news, and the scouts reported that Yu Guangting's army had stopped fifteen miles away and had not approached further.

Jing Hengbo felt that something was wrong, the Huotou army who went to buy glutinous rice just now told her that there was no grain in the village, and this glutinous rice went to several nearby villages to collect it. Huotou Jun also planned to buy some dry food, but there was not enough dry food in the army, and there were no nearby villages, so they had to go to Linzhou City to buy it.

Under the guidance of Jing Hengbo, the blood sausage is basically done, this is the practice of the blood sausage in the northeast of the modern world, Jing Hengbo has seen the operation of the small cake, and the Great Wilderness naturally does not have this way of eating, the soldiers gathered around the pot and sighed in amazement, I can't figure out such a pot of fishy things, and the smelly intestines, combined with the taste of cooking, the aroma is so attractive.

Then pour the pig's blood into the washed large intestine, find a piece of rope and tie it, boil it in the pot, and take it out to cool after half an hour.

Add various seasonings to the boiled broth, stir well, and let cool. After passing the basket, pour the broth into the pig's blood basin. A soldier plucked a plant called wild herb, saying that the meat was particularly fragrant when added to this grass, Jing Hengbo felt that the aroma was a bit like coriander, and after confirming that it was non-toxic, he asked the Huotou Army to chop the soaked glutinous rice and mix it with pig blood.

He villagers bought salt and sugar, a small amount of chili, there were not many spices to choose from in this era, fortunately there were already chili peppers.

The meat is unloaded, the bones are boiled into the broth, and the cauldron is steaming, and the meat is fragrant.

……

Jing Hengbo clasped his hands on his chest, listened with a smile, and felt that this voice was very good, very good.

Gong Yin spit out a lot of water with a "wow".

Jing Hengbo moved the small bench and quickly moved away.

Gong Yin quickly turned his head away.

"This thing looks a little disgusting now, but it actually tastes delicious," she said, picking up a piece of intestines and graciously handing it to him, "as long as you don't think about what it was supposed to contain......

She decided to add another fire.

The large intestine of the finished dish is not acceptable, and now this kind of large intestine is the deity...... And the greasy smell of blood that was ecstasy...... Jing Hengbo judged from the corner of his eye, according to the degree to which Gong Yin's face became more and more pale, it could be determined that his body must be turning over at this moment......

In the past, this kind of dish, this kind of shape of the object, would not be on his table at all - the noble and clean Long Ying family, killing people is all about freezing ice without seeing blood, and the bloody thing of disemboweling and disemboweling is too inferior!

Large intestine!

Gong Yin's face turned pale.

Jing Hengbo glanced at him, and instructed everyone to drag another basin over, which was a whole pair of intestines that had been ordered, preliminarily washed, and still needed to be washed with flour......

Gong Yin's face remained unchanged, and the martial artists did not have so many taboos about blood.

A large wooden basin was full of pig's blood, and it was still hot, and the smell was so strong that it went straight into the nose.

Gong Yin's face seemed to be a little unsightly, but his attitude was very cooperative, and he really sat obediently on the small stool brought by the soldier, Jing Hengbo picked up a small bench and sat beside him, and he didn't look at him, staring at the pig with great interest, with a look of distraction.

The two soldiers entered in response, and Jing Hengbo said: "Please ask this gentleman to go out, pick up a small stool for him, and watch us fill blood sausages together." ”

Gong Yin didn't refuse, and reached out to grab her wrist, but Jing Hengbo put his hand away vigilantly, and said with a smirk: "Men and women don't kiss, come here." ”

"Seeing each other twice is fate." She stepped forward and hugged him with a grin, "Come on, since you're here, I'll ask you to eat blood sausage." ”

Seeing that this guy was spotless, calm and calm, she rushed up angrily - he got all the good things, he did all the bad things, and he didn't let him say anything, saying that he seemed to be the victim, and he was abusive!

Jing Hengbo raised his eyebrows, why is this a bit of a pun? But that's wrong, right? Who is the outcast?

Gong Yin stared at her calmly, with a smile in his eyes, "It's just an outcast." Your Majesty is not harmed? ”

As soon as the soldiers looked up and found several black shadows scattered and escaped, they all whistled and chased after them, Jing Hengbo didn't leave, stood at the door, played with the dagger in his hand one by one, stared at the person left in the room, and said with a smile: "Yo, who is this, the face is familiar." ”

The moment the door opened, the killers looked at each other, jumped to their feet, slammed through the roof, and fled.

The atmosphere in the room froze, and before the killers could react, the figure flashed, and Jing Hengbo had already arrived in front of the door, and he raised his foot and kicked, "Boom!" ”

A killer standing behind the door peeking through the crack in the door nearly got a nose pierced.

The killers were just about to take a little rest, when Jing Hengbo, who was squatting on the edge of the basin, suddenly raised his hand, and there was already a knife in his hand that the soldiers used to cut pig blood just now, and the knife flashed!

There was a natural busy scene outside, and the killers inside were also a little relaxed, patiently waiting for the dark, it was estimated that the poison of the upstream water source had been cast at that time, and it was just time to fish in troubled waters.

She crouched on the edge of the fishy basin, covering her nose, as if with great interest watching the soldiers smash the blood clots.

She glanced at it, silently, and instructed the soldiers to finish the blood, and cut it into pieces with a knife.

Jing Hengbo looked over and saw that the pig looked nothing abnormal on the outside, but the blood inside was somehow too coagulated, especially the blood in the abdomen, which was even with ice slag.

However, no one dared to disobey the queen's order, and the soldiers quickly found a wooden basin and began to collect pig blood, when suddenly someone "huh" and said, "Why is this blood wrong......

Everyone was a little surprised, things like pig blood, what people in the Great Wilderness don't eat, are thrown away, how can such a disgusting thing be eaten? Does Ru Mao drink blood?

In the crowd, Jing Hengbo happily instructed everyone to do it, "Just work here!" Come on, bring a wooden basin, take the blood first, I want to make a blood sausage! Find another one who can play well with the axe, come over to cook the pig! ”

On the dirt road in the mountain village, a large number of sergeants had already rushed to carry the pigs, and there were so many people that the killers immediately gave up the idea of assassinating the queen.

Nan Jin glanced at Jing Hengbo in the center of the crowd, glanced at the room, pursed her lips, and silently left the tree.

She floated up the tree silently, plucked the ice edge, the ice edge did not melt in her hand, and on the transparent knife surface, there were thin words "check the water source".

She carefully recognized the sound of the wind, and after a moment, she walked out of the camp and made her way to the village, her eyes past the noisy crowd, and finally landed on the tree.

In the campsite not far from here, Nan Jin, who was meditating silently, suddenly raised his head.

The sound was drowned out in the bustle outside, and even if anyone heard it, they only felt that the wind was particularly screaming.

Gong Yin flicked his fingers again, this time the ice edge still passed through the crack in the door, but it did not shoot the pig, and was inserted in a tree outside the house, and there were countless small holes in the ice edge, and when the wind passed, it made a subtle and sharp sound.

No one noticed that Gong Yin flicked his fingers, and a line of ice ridges shot out from under the crack in the door, hitting the dead pig.

Gong Yin nodded apologetically, simply stepped aside, and left the window far away, so that the group was relieved and continued to discuss what to do with their eyes.

"Be careful, don't make a sound!" The leader of the killer glared at Gong Yin, and his eyes warned that there was a murderous aura.