Chapter Eighty-Three: There Are Really Bandits

Zhang Ziwen gave the order with a gesture, so the gunshots rang out one after another, and most of the wild boars on the opposite side fell to the ground. Seeing that the sow was about to run, Zhang Li hit the largest head with one shot, and for a time the whole mountain resounded with the howl of a wild boar.

"Up"

Zhang Ziwen gave an order, and the people of the teaching team immediately ran out of the forest to their own food.

"Why does Tang Song only fight small ones?"

Zhang Ziwen still thinks that the big ones are better, the four big wild boars add up to 400 catties, which is enough for nearly 100 people to eat for three days, and the dozen or so piglets that are now put down are different in size and add up to two or three hundred catties.

"Battalion commander, you'll find out when you eat in a moment."

Most of them were born in the countryside and will have both hands, and Qiandi likes to eat water since ancient times, so it is not wasted to hit eleven piglets and a sow.

The sow was hit in the head by tension and did not die, and finally Tang Song inserted a bayonet and gave a knife, so that the wild boar did not snort.

Wash the wild boar, break the belly of the pig, take out the pig into the water, there is no big pot of boiling water in the mountain to remove hair, so the wild boar can only be supported with raw branches, wrapped in dry grass and burned.

"Let's work harder and get this big one right."

Zhang Zhang led people to clean their booty hard, Rao Xiangyun had never seen this morning running far away, more than a dozen brothers on the edge of the pond were cleaning the pigs into the water, Zhang Ziwen recognized that people first cleaned the sow's belly, the stomach is very nourishing.

"Tang Song will come with me, and I will come back with two dozen pheasants."

Clean the pork belly, put the pheasant in the pork belly, it is the May mushrooms that have begun to grow, put together and simmer, that taste.

"Rao Xiangyun, don't be idle, sort out the details of Tang Song's journey, and use it when you have a meeting in the afternoon."

Zhang Ziwen took Tang Song directly into the bamboo forest, and Wen Zhijun could only lead someone to follow.

"Tang Song, why can't I touch a pheasant after walking for a long time, it's all bamboo chickens that don't have much meat, and they look pretty good."

"Battalion commander, you have to fight pheasants in the grass to fight, and pheasants won't come in such a place."

Zhang Ziwen now knows that if it is not a mountain, there will be pheasants, which also points the environment.

"Battalion commander, there's a bamboo rat hole in front."

After Tang Song finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Ziwen, the bamboo rat is not beautiful as soon as it is stewed, but Zhang Ziwen ordered that he could only use a gun, Zhang Ziwen knew the deliciousness of the bamboo rat, but he remembered that he had given the order, and he was entangled for a while.

"Battalion commander, you are not a teaching team, you were talking about the whole team, not including yourself."

Zhang Ziwen's saliva was already in his mouth, and Wen Zhijun's crooked reasoning was also very reasonable, so he immediately ordered to dig it.

The soil layer of Makufu Mountain is deep, not as easy as Miao Ling, dig down a foot and find that the pit of the bamboo rat is folded in parallel, toss for more than an hour, dig more than ten meters to catch this nest of bamboo rats, one big and two small, the big one has two catties and the small one is more than half a catty.

"The battalion commander will make it for me, and I promise to make it delicious."

"Okay, you can do it, but you can go to the mountains for me to get some shiitake mushrooms first, and I'll use it for stew."

The bamboo rat tooth is too sharp, just get Tang Song and give each a knife, the bamboo rat eats the skin, Zhang Ziwen only brought it back to boil water with a small pot for cooking rice, Tang Song took four guard groups to pick shiitake mushrooms, shiitake mushrooms are not ordinary mushrooms, it alone can make a good pot of soup, only a few decades of secondary forests and primary forests will have, and now it is not necessarily possible to find a few mountains.

When Zhang Ziwen came back, the eleven pigs had been cleaned, and the pigskin was not black but golden.

Wild boar chai, if you roast it directly, I'm afraid it's hard to swallow, I didn't bring so many pots to cook, and the pig has to be cooked in the water, and when the thing hits, how to eat it is a problem.

"Find a way to go by yourself, don't bother me, eat as much as you want."

Zhang Ziwen took the tension away, and asked Wen Zhijun to boil water to remove the hair of the bamboo chicken and the bamboo rat, and the brothers of the sow's pork belly teaching team had already washed it and brought it over, Zhang Ziwen and other Wen Zhijun handled the bamboo chicken, and directly stuffed it into the pork belly roughly, stewed it first as soon as the water was put down, and took out two important seasonings, pepper and salt from their bags.

Zanthoxylum pepper is used as a traditional Chinese medicine, which has the effects of warming the qi, chasing cold, relieving pain, and killing insects. It can be said to be an indispensable seasoning in the mountains to treat stomach and abdominal cold pain, vomiting, diarrhea, schistosomiasis, roundworm and other diseases.

Before Zhang Ziwen left, he asked Lao Wang to pack a portion of the seasonings, and let Wen Zhijun bring them when he left, not when there was no way to fight, Zhang Ziwen would not treat his stomach badly.

Tang Song took people to walk two mountains, only to pick a small half catty of mushrooms, the mushrooms can't be loaded, the place where the mushrooms grow have been picked once, and the time from him picking will not be more than ten days, the recent rainy mushrooms have regrown.

After looking at the sun in the sky, it was already approaching the middle of the day, Tang Song gave up the idea of continuing to search, turned around and walked towards the camp, if Tang Song climbed a few more hills, he would see a village with orders, but it was inhabited by bandits.

"Battalion commander, only so much has been found."

Tang Song handed the mushrooms to Zhang Ziwen, Zhang Ziwen happily went to wash the mushrooms by himself, Zhang Zhang took people to make a fire, ready to roast the eleven pigs, Tang Song saw this situation and hurriedly ran over and muttered to Zhang Li, with the mushrooms, the bamboo chicken and pork belly Zhang Ziwen would not care what they discussed.

As long as they don't get rid of the pork, anyway, as long as no one dies on this trip, just living in the mountains for a month can make the brothers of the teaching team compete.

Zhang Ziwen looked at his mushroom-bellied chicken carefully, looked up and saw that Zhang Zhang was leading people to build stones, Tang Song touched the salt for the pig with a bayonet, he knew that Zhang Li's little catty two, and went directly to Wen Tang Song.

"Karamatsu"

"What's the matter with the battalion commander?"

"You told your captain about this method, what are you going to do?"

Tang Song told Zhang Ziwen that the stones were paved on the ground, the big stones were built on both sides, and the pigs were thrown directly on the stones, and then the stone slabs or large stones were sealed, and the fire was raised around the stones, and the pigs were roasted through the heat conduction of the stones.

"Can the bamboo rat do the same?"

Zhang Ziwen remembered that his bamboo rat Tang Song hadn't gotten it yet, and wanted to hand it over to him to get it together, Tang Song told Zhang Ziwen to get it for Zhang Ziwen in the afternoon, and let Zhang Ziwen salt the bamboo rat first.

As soon as the fire of the third battalion training team was raised, because most of the firewood in May was wet, and the smoke was billowing into the sky. The largest group of bandits in the Makufu Mountains, known as the three swords in the rivers and lakes, came because of the three scars on the face.

"Newspaper~"

On this day, he was eating, drinking and having fun in the lobby with his brothers, and was suddenly interrupted by his younger brother, who was very unhappy, and let go of the kiln sister who was snatched in his arms.

"Say, what's the matter, it's no big deal to see Lao Tzu shoot you."

"Yes, the brothers who were on guard on the Makufu Mountain found that there was smoke rising from the Shanxi Ridge, and they were worried that the national army had already entered the mountains."

"Waste, the national army is a fool, come in and beat us and will make a big smoke to tell us that they are coming? Just in case you bring a few people to check it out. ”

The ruthless three swords knew that the fate of the first few grass kings in the Makufu Mountain were all wiped out by the national army one by one, otherwise it would not be his turn to be ruthless, but he was not so stupid, and set up his nest on the most famous Makufu Mountain.

Although the Shokufu Mountain is easy to defend and difficult to attack, the bandits of the Makfu Mountain all want to settle their own camps, and it is for this reason that they have been exterminated again and again.

Zhang Ziwen's mushroom belly chicken has been stewed for more than two hours, everyone is already hungry, but Tang Song has not reduced the firewood, more than an hour later, it is already two o'clock in the afternoon, some brothers have been hungry for a day, first eat pork offal soup on the side, at this time most people are still around Tang Song waiting for Tang Song's order.

"Pull the fire, take the pork out, it's ready to eat."

Hearing Tang Song's sentence from heaven, where does it matter whether it is hot or not, he doused the remaining charcoal with water, and quickly used branches to pick up the stones, revealing the golden roast pig, so a gluttonous feast began. Zhang Ziwen also understood why Tang Song didn't let the sow be beaten, even if it was roasted for three hours, the tension still couldn't bite the sow's skin, so he could only peel off and eat the meat, and only the lean wild boar was called a firewood, and finally ate a large piece for the sake of face, and then ate a little bit of the piglet.

"Who, come out."

The brothers in the teaching team were paying attention when they were well fed, and the sentry's muffled voice caught everyone's attention.

"Come out, or I'll shoot, three, two, one, bang~"

The sentry fired a shot into the bamboo forest, and then heard a scream, Zhang Ziwen led people to rush into the forest, only to find a pool of blood, and waist-high blood stains all the way north.

"Zhang Li, bring someone to catch up, take Tang Song, if you catch someone, bring it back immediately, and if the bandit den is not far from us, come back immediately and report."

Zhang Ziwen knew that only the bandits were found to have fled directly after being discovered by the sentries, and there were sparsely populated people in the Makufu Mountains, and if it was ordinary people, they would also stand up instead of running away.