Chapter 8 I'm going to write a big Chu character on the pig!

This is a big wild boar weighing hundreds of pounds, and the soldier's nose is blue and his face is swollen, and he has suffered a lot in order to win this goods.

Song Nian asked Sister-in-law Liu to bring a few sturdy peasant women, hang the wild boar tied into zongzi, and bleed directly from the throat.

There were dozens of small wild games in front, Song Nian was not satisfied, only this big wild boar was the main meal.

Song Nian decided to increase his efforts.

First write a big Chu character on the boar's chest with cigarette ash!

This murderer, bastard, cheat! Hurt the old lady to take the wrong task!

Although Song Nian didn't dare to do anything in person, he could vent his anger with a pig now.

"Everyone look carefully, I'll teach you how to kill this 'pig'!"

Song Nian picked up the boning knife and cut it along the "Chu" character on the boar's chest, just passing through the middle of the two wooden characters of the Chu character.

Perfect!

"Sister! Why do you want to write the word 'Chu' on the pig? Xiaohu squatted on the side and watched seriously, he felt that writing the word "Chu" must be very particular.

"Hmph, of course this is ......" Song Nian suddenly felt a chill behind him, and in the corner of his eyes, he seemed to feel a dark shadow behind him.

"Of course, it's because everyone must remember Lord Chu's kindness. I exempted everyone from their guilt, bought a house, and asked me to teach everyone to slaughter and make military rations...... We will never forget the kindness of Lord Chu! Song Nian raised his arms and shouted.

"Thank you, Lord Chu. Thank you, Lord Chu. Song Nian shouted a few times, and the other peasant women also hurriedly shouted at the top of their voices.

"Sister, when I grow up, I will write a big Chu character on every pig to commemorate the adult forever!" Xiaohu clenched his fists.

Poof, Song Nian almost vomited a mouthful of old blood on the pig.

"Well, it's good, when you grow up, you must be a good pig killer."

The premise is not to be beaten to death by Chu He because of too sincerity.

I felt the chill behind me subside a little, but I still felt like I was peeping.

With the overseer there, Song Nian did his best to make the most of his anatomical skills.

A group of peasant women were dazzled, and the children couldn't take their eyes off it.

After half a ring, Song Nian slowly put down the boning knife in his hand, and looked at the pork that had been unloaded into parts by himself, neatly placed on the ground, full of a sense of accomplishment.

Refreshing! This is the joy of medical dogs!

"Lord Chu, what do you think?" Song Nian turned around and looked at Chu He with a smile on his face.

Chu He didn't answer Song Nian, walked in, and looked around.

Then, start asking questions.

The two sides began to talk tense and exciting.

"How long can you store jerky?"

"Well, at present, it can be stored for about three days when simply pickled, but after 20 days of air drying, it can be stored for more than half a year without moisture."

"Chow mein!"

"Chow mein can be stored for more than half a month."

"Is it fast?"

"Three people can fry a big pot together. As long as the raw materials are sufficient, one person can work for one day, which is enough for more than 50 people. ”

"How do you carry military rations?"

"Fried noodles can be sewn in cloth bags made of fine cotton, or gourds, and I will arrange for peasant women to sew them. Jerky is treated the same. ”

"How to eat?"

"Usually bury the pot to make rice, boil water, chop the dried meat, cook it, mix it with fried noodles and stir it into a paste, and it can be used. In case of emergency, the fried noodles can be swallowed directly with water, and the jerky can be chewed slowly, and it can also be eaten during the march. ”

……

"How's it going?"

Chu He suddenly asked.

"Palate? Why don't adults eat? "Song Nian thought to himself, you golden branch and jade leaf, how do you know that the military rations only need to be full.

"Good! Make me a copy. ”

What? Seeing Chu He sitting unceremoniously in the courtyard waiting for food, next to the flies who smelled blood and rushed to eat and the peasant women who drove away the flies, Song Nian always felt that something was wrong?

There is no way, since Song Nian wants to complete this unlucky temporary task quickly, he really has to please the uncle in front of him.

I don't worry about the craftsmanship of these peasant women, she does it herself.

Boil water, chop and dry the dried meat all morning, put it in the pot, soak the dried meat, swell and erod, fry the noodles, stir constantly, shape, sprinkle with chopped green onions......

A moment later, a bowl of rice cereal mixed meat with a rich fat aroma was placed in front of Chu He.

Chu He took a bite and chewed quietly.

"Too much salt affects the taste."

"The jerky wasn't completely cooked."

"There is too much fried noodles with lard."

"The wild onion is bitter."

"The batter is not stirred evenly."

……

Then don't eat it! Just know BBB.

Song Nian snatched the bowl and handed it to the little tiger next to him: "I just feed the pigs and don't give it to you!" Come, Xiaohu, you've been hungry all morning, eat quickly. ”

The old lady is no longer serving! It's a big deal that the task is delayed, and it's a sixth of the way through! Isn't it the dissection of 300 corpses? Chickens, ducks, geese, caterpillars, bees and butterflies, which one can't work? Ye didn't hang himself from the mammal tree.

Chu He stood up, chewed a piece of jerky first, picked up a handful of fried noodles and swallowed it, frowning and swallowing.

Hmph, Song Nian snorted coldly, thinking to himself that it was just a gold-plated prince from a family who used this set of the capital in the army? I really don't know the value of her military ration system, which is the special military ration of the two invincible armies in later generations!

"I want this military ration." Chu He poured a big mouthful of water, choked and coughed a few times, before he said to Song Nian: "In addition, there is a shortage of tents and other camping things in the army, you arrange for them to make tents from these furs as much as possible, and ......"

Song Nian interrupted Chu He: "Lord Chu, I am only responsible for teaching Sister-in-law Liu's family to slaughter, and I don't have to take care of other things." The little woman is just an ordinary person, and she doesn't have such great ability. ”

Song Nian rubbed his right hand familiarly, meaning: You have to add money!

Chu He frowned and looked at the two white and delicate fingers in front of him.

With such a good-looking hand, how can it grow on a wealth fan and a fool?

"How about you take care of the food and grass for this seat?"

Hehe, Song Nian ignored him. I really think too much about a woman to be a grain and grass officer for you.

"From the ninth grade, accompany the captain of Rong, and the master of grain and grass." Chu He slowly spit out a few words, which seemed to weigh more than a thousand catties.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Song Nian hadn't figured out what these words meant, but Song Tong rushed in happily and agreed for Song Nian.

"Dad, what do you mean?" Song Nian asked in a low voice.

"Good daughter, don't ask, this is a great benefit, I'll explain it to you slowly when I get back." Song Tong's mosquito-like voice hummed.

Chu He said lightly: "Old man Lin, bring me a blank confession." ”

Farewell? This Song Nian understands it, it is basically equivalent to the ancient ID card and archives, with this thing, it is a registered official official of the state.

Is it possible that he is really an official?

No, this benefit is completely insufficient, what is the head of this broken official? Do you want to be a canteen aunt for these soldiers in the wind and rain?

"My lord, this matter is very important, and it must not be!"

Old Man Lin walked out and said righteously.

Song Nian's heart was relieved, hehe, it's not bad to have Old Man Lin blocking the gun.