Chapter 12: Keep Living

Soon after,

"Monk, although you are only the first day to come to my camp, you are very blessed."

Suddenly, someone said to Zhou Huai'an.

"Just now, the Yellow King issued an order to reward all the troops."

"Therefore, today is a day for the army to be chartered to eat and drink."

"Meat."

"Meat... Meat"

"Meat... Meat... Meat"

The crowd in front of Zhou Huai'an suddenly roared feverishly, and it was actually the day of the five-day slaughter of animals and tooth sacrifices.

Not only the new soldiers of the "Bamboo Nail Team" who have just joined the team, or the main pawns of the "Pole Team" from the south, but even the old soldiers of the "Sentry Team" also show different degrees of expectation and coveted expressions.

After all, this is an ancient time when material conditions are extremely scarce, and for most people at the bottom, they may not have the opportunity to eat meat a few times in their lifetime.

After a short wait, a small group of skinny animals were driven into the makeshift camp amid the familiar shouts and hiss of the "second senior brother" one after another; It's just that Zhou Huai'an can't help but be a little disappointed;

These filthy, wrinkled-skinned creatures wrapped around their skeletons were pigs of this era, and they didn't look like they were tall or in shape, and in the neighborhood where he once lived, the neighbor's lazy Samoyed who liked to rub children was even bigger.

However, for these people in the camp, it was already a great joy and enjoyment, and they were almost rushed up by the sharpening of their knives, and they were divided into several small gangs to press them to the ground;

Then, there were people waiting on the side with all the sizes and containers they could find, and as soon as they cut their throats with knives and bleed, they took turns to catch them; Then the organs taken out are straightened one by one, hung on the temporary prepared shelves, and finally the meat is dismembered according to the head, tail, and limbs, and the bloody hairy meat is thrown into the basket, and finally the chef in charge of the fire carries the person away with the pig's blood in the vessel.

In an expression of longing for piercing, all kinds of exercises are naturally disheartened and even more unrepresentable.

The smell of burnt fat and protein came out, and it was actually the most rudimentary barbecue, not the expected boiled meat or stew. Well, even the skinny pig is pork.

It's just that after a while, he frowned, looking at the half-cooked meat in his hand that was obviously roasted in red and black, and finally he still couldn't get his mouth.

Although the agricultural and sideline products of this era are claimed to be pure natural green crops without industrial pollution, they are also part of this pure nature as various parasites and viruses.

Therefore, the romance of eating wild meat directly in the wild is the result of beautification and abbreviation of film and television themes, without oil, salt, and enough bloodletting and other processing methods, the taste of just relying on fire roasting is really touching, not to mention the risk and probability of winning the bid;

It is important to know that pork, which is known for its omnivorous and widespread stocking in this year, also has a considerable risk and probability of infection in the wild; Even if there is not enough temperature and time to kill and sterilize the boiling, there is no guarantee of the corresponding infection probability, let alone a simple external fire.

So in this era, pork or something is something that only the lower ninth-rate people who have no choice to eat, and it belongs to the cheap meat that is not yet on the table, and people who are a little particular about it will find a way to get some grass-eating beef and mutton to open a family, and in the recipes of the eunuchs and the upper class, there are only herbivores such as cattle, sheep, deer and horses;

Moreover, it was not until the seventies and eighties after the founding of New China that the problem of rice and pork completely disappeared in the vast rural areas because of the relative abundance of Woods and the establishment of food hygiene standards.

The same problem can be found in freshwater aquatic products in rivers close to human settlements, but some inshore fish and aquatic products are much less problematic and more suitable for direct consumption.

In the end, he just wanted to find a way to exchange the pork from the chef for the price, and see if he could find something to deal with it

"You're really not a good monk."

Seeing Zhou Huai'an coming over with a piece of meat, someone in the temporary room suddenly laughed

"Good stuff in vain."

"Dude, I've been looking forward to it for days."

"Go, go..."

Then, a few of them were blasted out by a slightly old voice,

"Man is a place where monks are compassionate and there are taboos."

"What is you like with these dirt sticks."

Then, a stocky old man with gray and wrinkled hair surrounded by a greasy and bloodstained cloth lifted the smoky yellow curtain and walked out of the way.

"Speaking of this walker, I really don't have anything vegetarian here."

"There are only a few leftovers made of potstickers. Can you just go down?"

"Well, as long as you eat."

Zhou Huai'an suddenly saw a few buckets on the ground, and couldn't help but ask with a light in his eyes

"Where did this come from?"

"Oh, this is some fresh food that was caught in the nearest river,"

"But apart from the fish and shrimp, there are not many people left to eat here."

"Okay, can I trade this meat for some."

Zhou Huai'an asked politely

"Okay, you can take them all."

The old chef said disapprerovingly.

"There's nothing anyone wants in the camp anyway."

"I'm going to borrow the kitchen guy for the next time."

Zhou Huai'an said again.

"Okay."

The other nodded.

"It's just that I have to watch from the sidelines."

The so-called stove fire is especially simple, that is, a large flat pot is set up on the pit dug out to burn the fire; But there is also a place to serve hot food and boiling water.

Then, Zhou Huai'an used the bottom of those buckets to find some oysters, razor clams and shell vegetables, as well as a duck egg that came with it, and burned a small pot of fresh soup at the bottom; After scooping off the floating impurities and foam, pour it on the potstickers of the overnight brown rice and soak until soft, barely enough to satisfy your stomach.

After using this piece of meat as a stepping stone, plus the display and sharing in the follow-up cooking process, Zhou Huai'an and the old chef became familiar with it; Knowing that the other party's name is Lao Feng, but there is no specific name, and it is also the drought and locust plague in Henan that can't survive and runs out of the old righteous army, and he has been working in the kitchen in the righteous army for many years.

"It's a great start,"

After a simple meal, Zhou Huai'an said to himself, especially one of the heads of the logistics department who has mastered the daily food, clothing, housing and transportation, there is no harm in building a good relationship, even if the other party is just a chef.