Two thousand and two people set out forward, rode alone, and told the other party why they did not come to fight, and that the battle was at least three horses.

Thirty miles ahead, it was a line, and there were two clan scouts bored looking for mushrooms on the ground.

They knew what they could eat, and they took it back and gave it to the chief, or they made it themselves.

Horses graze leisurely, while others lie on their sides on the ground basking in the sun.

If it's itchy, it's moving and rubbing on the grass, and it's so comfortable on days when there is no war.

The sound of horses' hooves was heard, and the ground vibrate.

The twenty scouts stopped their movements, saw the team running from afar, and hurried to find their horses and run back on their horses.

When they reached the place, the team split into two and went to find their own leader.

The tribe that escorted Tashi Kure's thousand households was not in charge, and his younger brother was in charge, called Tashi Tsering.

There are thousands of households from another tribe, called Duowang Jiangcuo.

Now the name doesn't mean much, and it's nice to have one.

More people don't, including people from the Tang Dynasty, only surnames, no names, women don't even remember their surnames, and what is their husband's surname after they get married.

The two teams of scouts ran back to their respective clans, and the two clans became nervous.

They thought that the Tang Dynasty had reversed course and attacked again.

In a panic, the two commanders took the initiative to bring their men and horses to meet them, and they would fight if they wanted to.

When they saw the cavalry team of the Tang Dynasty, they were a little relieved and rode alone.

Looking at the estimates, half of the cavalry did not carry bows, but carried things tied with straw ropes in their hands, which were obviously not explosive bags.

Zhang Xiaosong and Fan Fan urged the horse out of the team and stepped forward and hugged their fists together.

"This official Zhang Xiaosong." "Ben Fan Fan."

Hearing Zhang Xiaosong's name, Duowang Jiangcuo and Tashi Tsering couldn't help but feel their hairs.

I've heard it, it's too good to fight, this time I ran behind me, thanks to Tashi Kure who took the initiative, and then everyone ran, so people didn't chase and kill.

I haven't heard of Fan Fan, but this person is wearing the clothes of Yulin Feiqi, and half of the team is Yulin Feiqi.

I think it's no worse than Zhang Xiaosong, at least Zhang Xiaosong can't control the head of the Tang Emperor's private army.

"Duowang Jiangcuo", "Tashi Tsering"

The two signed up at the same time, and their names were known to the Tang Army.

"I'll send you something that you can exchange later. Pressure cookers don't work, one for one tribe, a gift for you. ”

Fan Fan stepped forward as he spoke, he took a piece of braised meat in his hand, cut it into slices, the whole fist was big, and a pound of raw meat was marinated.

Both waved their hands backwards at the same time, and their cavalry pressed their horses back.

The three of them got together, and Fan Fan opened the paper bag: "Taste, taste it, go to the place between your two tribes to eat."

We brought about 1,000 catties of such meat and 10,000 catties of steamed barley, as well as pickles, and everyone should be able to eat a meal. ”

As he spoke, Fan Fan casually pinched out a piece of meat from it and stuffed it in his mouth to chew.

Duowang Jiangcuo stretched out his hand, took a piece of each, and put it in his mouth to taste.

"Okay, isn't it?" Fan Fan asked.

"It's delicious." Tashi Tsering nodded, he had eaten braised pork for the first time, and there was a lot of braised pork with a lot of seasonings.

"Xiang, you all eat this now?" Duowang Jiangcuo thought of another layer.

"There aren't enough spices, only a few people can eat them, but the proprietor will bring more spices.

The newly killed rock sheep can get one part of meat for two and a half parts, and we have to deal with it, remove the fat, and make a fire.

If you exchange it, twenty servings of fatty rock mutton will be exchanged for this, but the taste will not be the current one, and the seasoning is too expensive. ”

Fan Fan told the truth, as much as he wanted, and he was unwilling to change and pull down.

Duowang Jiangcuo stretched out his hand and pinched another piece of meat, and felt like he wanted to eat it while eating, preferably with wine.

Tashi Tsering followed and stretched out his hand: "Change now?" ”

"Send you, the first batch to send you, everyone taste, give you a pressure cooker, tell you how to do it, you don't want to change, do it yourself."

Fan Fan also pinched a piece and ate it, it was really delicious.

"You stay tonight, you can choose a woman from our tribe who is not married."

Duowang Jiangcuo said that he couldn't change it for the time being, and wanted to keep a seed.

Datang's Yulin Fei rode a woman who had no men in her own tribe, no problem, if she had a child, she would definitely be very strong.

"Thank you, but no, the proprietor doesn't allow it." Fan Fan refused.

"Please!" Duowang Jiangcuo looked very regretful,

The procession went between the two tribes and beckoned all the tribesmen, young and old, to come.

But the old people went at the rear, and the young people were at the front.

The 2,000 people put their things on the ground, and Tashi Tsering and the two knew that they both had to eat something, so they tried to divide them as evenly as possible.

Arrange someone to divide it, and Yulin Feiqi and Jingqi take out pancakes and fruits to eat.

Large pancake fruit, thick barley flour.

Li Yi has never eaten pancakes and fruits of barley noodles, he has only eaten mung bean noodles, cornmeal, sorghum noodles, rice noodles and normal wheat noodles.

The mung bean flour pancake fruit of origin is the same raw material as the bean juice of Beiping, mung bean.

Bean juice is not soy milk, bean juice needs mung bean fermentation, and soybean milk is generally soybean grinding.

The difference is that soy milk can order tofu brain, and then make tofu, but bean juice cannot.

But mung beans can be made into mung bean cakes, and if you want to save money, put broad bean flour or pea flour in it.

The braised pork was cut into slices on the spot, and the barley steamed rice was served in utensils, and the pickles were grabbed from the pickle jar by the way.

The people of the two tribes divided two meals a day not long after breakfast.

Late in the morning and early in the evening, it also depends on the day, and it is possible to add a meal when the day is long, but it is very rare, and the family conditions do not allow it.

Like Datang, as soon as the morning dawns, they start to work in the fields, and the women work at home and cook after finishing their work.

I took the food to the field and brought it to my husband, but it was breakfast.

After eating and resting, the two of them worked together.

The same is true of Tibet, but now their quality of life has declined, and they dare not kill sheep, so they have to keep the sheep to give birth to their babies and milk, make ghee and wait to exchange things with the Tang Dynasty.

"I brought two jars, the alcohol content is about twenty, one jar is five catties, the four of us drink, drink and eat while I teach you how to use this pressure cooker."

Fan Fan is still in charge of the main communication, and Zhang Xiaosong is reluctant to say more.

The people of the Tibetan tribe over there, the old people took the initiative to give the meat out and give it to the children, and they could taste it themselves.

Duowang Jiangcuo and Tashi Tsering drank wine and ate meat, and watched Fan Fan make things in a pressure cooker, including steaming barley rice.

The two of them ate steamed barley rice, and when they thought it was delicious, their expressions were complicated.

"Datang's team has started to cook with such pots? Can you create it? ”

Tashi Tsering was very direct and came up to ask if we could make the pot.

"It can't be made, one is sealed, the thread buckle is attacked, you use the method of turning the mold, the buckle is not tight, the exhaust valve above, it is more."

Fan Fan is like chatting with an old friend, saying everything, and the key places are not confidential.

"Can you change it?" Duowang Jiangcuo followed up and asked.

"No, we don't have enough of them, only two thousand, and the proprietor is trying to get people to do it." Fan Fan is still telling the truth.

I told you, but you couldn't get it, and you couldn't do it.