Davers knew that for them to change their minds, they had to speak with facts. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 So he called Giogris and went to the baggage camp to pick up a cow's stomach, went to a stream next to the camp, washed it with great difficulty, boiled it in a clay pot, blanched the cow's stomach with hot water, and then drew his saber and began to slice it.

At this time, five people who were suspicious of Olivers's words, and some curious soldiers, surrounded Davers several times.

Davers unhurriedly scooped several spoonfuls of soup from another crockpot where the beef and mutton were cooking, poured them into the new crockpot, and when the soup boiled, poured into the sliced stomach. After a while, he picked up the crockpot, sprinkled it with salt, and a simple 'belly popping' was ready.

"Here, taste it."

Mattonis hesitantly stabbed a piece of his saber, blew hard, and slowly put it in his mouth.

In the face of others' inquiries, he didn't answer, and quietly pricked another piece...... Then smash another piece...... Only then did everyone react, and when they were about to rush up, Mattonis ignored the burning hands, picked up the crockpot and ran, and everyone scolded and chased.

Davers didn't expect that Mattonis, a big man, was quite thoughtful, and he was quite funny.

"It seems that the offal of livestock is not only edible, but also tastes good." Shilos, who did not participate in the chase, sighed.

Davers didn't speak, not all livestock offal are so delicious, such as liver, but it is very helpful for the human body. There is no industrial pollution in this era, and there should be no danger of poisoning by eating it.

"But the meat we were given was enough to eat for a day. It's so hot, and by tomorrow these entrails will be bad. Shilos said helplessly.

Davos had already thought of a solution to this question, he pointed to the sheep intestines that had been thrown aside, and said, "We can make - bacon sausages!" (In fact, in this era, some horse herding races in Persia have begun to use horse intestines to make meat sausages, but they have not yet become popular)"

"Bacon sausage?"

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When everyone returned, they looked at Davers with a little awe in their eyes. After tasting the delicious taste of 'belly bursting', they thought that Oliver's words were right, if it wasn't for the 'gods', why was Davers the only one among the more than 10,000 Greeks who thought that these dirty things could be eaten, and that they were so delicious! In the past, Davers was not like them, throwing these livestock entrails far away, but now there is such a big change, it must be the favor of Hades.

So it was a lot easier for Davers to direct them to do things. They were able to endure the smell of the sheep's intestines and take them to the stream to wash them. Then, chop the offal and some leftover meat and stuff them into the intestines. Stuff a short section. and tied it with a thread drawn out of linen. Stuff another section, and tie it again......

When it is done, it is hung on a wooden pole and smoked over a fire. This method of smoking sausages was learned by Davers from the villagers when he was a village official in his previous life. Now the conditions are limited and the time is tight, so the process can only be simplified, as long as it can be stored for a few more days, it can be eaten.

Davers's fanfare of bacon sausages naturally attracted many curious onlookers, and then after the boasting of Olivers, Matonis and others, Davers became a rarity, and was looked at by the soldiers. Soon, the words "Davers is a god" and "bacon sausage" began to spread in Menon's camp......

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At noon, news came that the king of Persia had sent an envoy to surrender, but the chiefs refused.

In the afternoon, news came again. The messenger of Arilius turned around, bringing with him the answer of Arirous: he refused to attack the army of the Persian king, only wanted to return to Asia Minor, and was willing to return with the Greek mercenaries.

Davers said again, and everyone was no longer surprised.

Soon news came that Clearchus was going to sacrifice his animals to Zeus, and let the lord god decide whether they would fight or retreat next.

Davers was amused: this was clearly a way for the mercenary leaders to shirk their responsibilities. But his companions looked forward to the results of the divination with great seriousness, and Davers realized that it was unreasonable for him to look at the ancients from a modern point of view.

Obviously, the leaders did not get good results in divination. At last, an order was given from above: the mercenaries were to join up with Arirous' forces and return to Asia Minor.

Now the soldiers in the camps were to begin at once to pack their bags and load their baggage onto the pack carts. After dark, when the brass trumpet was blown, the battalions could set off in turn.

Suddenly, a tense atmosphere permeated the camp, but everyone's faces were more or less relaxed: after all, it had been eight or nine months since the departure from Asia Minor, and they could finally return home, and no one wanted to stay in a hostile land for a long time.

"Can this sausage be removed?" Shilos asked.

Davers looked up at the dozen or so skewers of sausages being smoked, and then shook his head: "Wait until it gets dark, and take it before you go." He knew that half a day was not enough to meet the standard of bacon sausages, but if he could grill them a little longer, he would be able to store them for a longer period of time.

Everyone began to dismantle the tent and pack their luggage, and the movements were very skillful. Davers had such a memory, but he also needed to convert it into a habit. He was very serious about learning by watching.

When they arrived at the baggage camp with their tents and luggage, Davers saw the fat man shouting loudly and directing his men to load the goods. Although there were many soldiers in the baggage camp, he was able to maintain order and work in an orderly manner.

"Who's that?" Davers asked, pointing at him.

"Mersis, Menon's logistics officer. This fat pig is so bad, the last time I came here to find a woman, he actually asked me for two silver coins! Oliver said angrily.

Davers looked thoughtfully at the beasts of burden that were screaming loudly, and asked, "Have we ever marched at night before?" ”

"Very little. Without moonlight, you can't see anything. Even if there were, it was difficult to walk at night. The big guys are even more troublesome, don't look at them now they are docile, they are easily frightened at night, and there have been a few times before they have hit and injured people. So the baggage team went separately from us. Shilos said.

Davers thought for a moment, put his luggage in Shilos's hands, and walked out of the group.

"Hey! Come back! Mersis is not to be messed with! Oliver exclaimed.

Fearing that Davers would suffer, Matonis rushed over.

"Stop!" The guard pointed a spear at Davers: "It's not your turn yet, please go and line up!" ”

Davers gestured that he was empty-handed and said, "I have something to do with Mersis." ”

The guard subconsciously glanced back, then shook his head: "If I were you, I wouldn't bother that fat man when he was busy." ”

"Okay." Davers smiled slyly and shouted, "Mercis, I can help you solve the problem of cattle being easily frightened at night!" ”

His shout brought the soldiers' eyes together:

"Isn't that Davers! Even this problem has been solved, and he deserves to be a 'god's favorite'! ”

"What 'God's favor'?"

"Don't you know? Davers is the 'Divine One,' that's what Oliver told ......"

Davers listened to the crowd and realized that he was halfway there.

"Can you solve the problem of livestock?!" Mersis walked over, looked at Davers, and asked suspiciously.

"Of course! He's Davers! "Mattonis is almost a fan of his.

"You're Davers?! That Davers who made bacon sausages?! Mersis asked with a look of surprise on his face.

Davers nodded.

"Come over here and help me see if there's anything wrong with the sausage I've made?" With that, Mersis pulled Davers inside.

When Davers saw the bacon sausage he made and pointed out the shortcomings, Mersis said with some complaints: "You should be the first to tell me about the sausage method, instead of telling the soldiers who can only fight and kill." You must know that they are nothing but squandering and waste! It's a pity that by the time I heard about it, the meat and internal organs were almost gone, but fortunately I reacted quickly! ......," Mersis said, suddenly remembering the purpose of Davers' coming: "Oops! I almost forgot. You say you can solve the problem of pack beasts being easily frightened at night? ”

"It's simple. Blindfold them. Oxen and horses are gentle and timid by nature, and when they are out of sight, they do not dare to take a single step, but blindly obey the instructions given to them by those who lead them. Davers said seriously. This was what the old farmer in the village talked about when he chatted with him in his previous life.

"Oh! So that's it! I'll give it a try! Mersis turned and ran, but suddenly stopped: "Davers, I hope you will come to me often!" If you want to play with women, I don't take your money! ”

Davers smiled: this is a serious fat man.

Note: At that time, the nomadic peoples of Western Asia had already begun to make meat sausages from horse intestines.