Niu Monk and Yu immediately did not speak, returned to the prisoners, and fell asleep, while Tang Dynasty couldn't calm down to practice martial arts, only thinking about this matter, but suddenly gritted his teeth: Grandma's, anyway, it's not something that is going to happen soon, and it's useless to worry.

Thinking about this, his heart suddenly quieted down, carefully comprehended the content of the scriptures, and pondered the specific internal exercises, feeling that even if his meridians were damaged, the main acupoints such as dantian and jade pillow should not be damaged, otherwise, where would he still have his life now.

At the moment, the content of the next three songs and three jiao scriptures was selected to practice, sitting down cross-legged, thinking that there was a warm current on his body starting from the spring point on the bottom of his feet, and then transferring to the top of his head "Baihui point", and at the same time exhaling luck, at this time, something magical happened, he immediately felt that there was a little mouse walking around the body, but sometimes he felt that the little mouse suddenly disappeared, but I don't know how, after thinking for a while, this little mouse rushed out from a corner of the body, warm, and felt very comfortable.

Two hours later, he felt a little hungry, so he looked at it. At this time, it was the only meal time of the day, and the prisoners held a large bowl of their own, desperately raised it on their heads, knelt on the ground, and wanted the prison cook to give him more soup, but the prison cook was very indifferent, and did not look at it, and stirred it one by one with a scoop on the bucket, and then threw it out casually, often falling out a lot of soup, and he naturally didn't care. As a bystander, he didn't care about the feelings of these people at all, and perhaps, from his point of view, he found them very interesting. Grandma's, just ordered soup, and these lowly fellows immediately picked up the scattered vegetables that fell out with their hands, and used their mouths to sweeten the soup on the ground like a pig's mouth.

He doesn't actually have much power, but, because of the excitement, he still likes to play with these prisoners, who may have more, that is in his mood, maybe this person is the sweetest and most pious today, then give him an extra scoop, maybe this person kneels for a long time today, then give him an extra scoop, anyway, the scoop of the rice is in his hands, he feels that he is very beautiful, he wants to be a little better to whom, who wants to be a little worse, all in his own will.

He didn't think he was at all inferior to being a prison cook, on the contrary, he found self-esteem in this group of people, and found his own subordinates.

He is Cook Qiu, a fat and fat, very bloated, outsiders look down on him, in the prison below, except for prisoners, his status is the lowest, when he sees an official like Nan Weng, he must salute, that is, he has something in his hand, then he must also say hello. This is also the unwritten rule in the underground prison, as long as any cook does not abide by this rule, then he must not be able to do it for long, in short, he will receive a message in the near future, telling him to leave quickly, because there is someone more suitable for this position.

But Cook Qiu has been working here for more than 20 years, and he doesn't remember very clearly, anyway, he always thinks of himself as a dog, a dog that will be scared like a mouse as long as a prison warden like Nan Weng frowns a little, he is not only so in action, but also in his heart, indeed, when there is nothing wrong with the dog, when he sees the master coming, he desperately wagged his tail, and he is sometimes very worried, his tail is so fierce, so ugly, because he is a very inconspicuous one, very funny dog, will the owner be upset? But then he knew that there was no problem, the more he pretended to be naïve, the more his master liked it, whether it was to praise him or make fun of him, the master liked this, among them, one of Nan Weng's favorite things was to touch his fat head and ask: "Boy, are you a pig brain or a dog brain?" ”

Whenever this question is asked, Chef Qiu must say, "I'm a dog brain." ”

Nan Weng would laugh and remind him: "This is not only a dog brain, this is a pig brain, look at your fat head and big ears, it should be like a pig!" "If there were other prison officers together at this time, they would be able to laugh happily for dozens of seconds, as if there was nothing more wonderful and funny in the world than this.

Chef Qiu was not angry at all, he felt that although he was humble in front of the chief, he was not without benefit.

Because of this benefit, he insisted on doing it, more than 20 years down, he himself doesn't know why, the previous flat and dry stomach, now it has become very bloated, which makes him feel his heartbeat and panting many times when he walks, which makes him a little sad, he knows that although the outside society is good, but people like himself should stay in prison and do it. He knew that he himself was satisfied with a life like this. When others asked him if he was withholding the prisoner's food, he would tell him how honest and industrious he was. Usually, when he says this, he will add a few tears of his own. He learned this recipe* from the soup chef next door, who was in charge of the "Hebei" diet, and when others asked him like that, he would add tears. Although, he; When he cried, he also felt shameless, but he didn't do it*, if he didn't pretend to be pitiful in front of his boss, his job would soon be unsaved, so he shed a lot.

Chef Qiu is still very envious of him, why does the kid flow so naturally when he is crying, so much, which makes all the people who see it feel pitiful, so some laugh, and some are really moved, he has been doing it for nearly thirty years, but now he is getting fatter and fatter, but I heard that he also has two wives outside, although he is not a noble lady, but people like him are already very content.

Chef Qiu is also often inferior, he is also very dissatisfied, he is very envious of Chef Tang, there are so many prisoners under him, just scavenge a little, then there will be more, but "Nanzhao" prisoners are scarce, there are only so few ** people, and a few die from time to time, which makes him feel very desolate, he knows that these people are his food, clothing and dinner.

Although he exploited him very badly, and he gave each prisoner a day for two taels and five dollars of rice, he gave them at most one or two, but he was still very heartbroken, feeling that what these guys ate was simply his own food, of course, the biggest credit for him growing so fat was still on these prisoners, if it weren't for them, he might still be the same as twenty years ago.

His greatest pleasure was actually when he scooped food, and he liked the prisoners begging like dogs in front of him, and he knew that his little authority was nothing, but he still felt very satisfied that he could make these people kneel and kowtow, and that they could make these people make soup that was not as sweet as that of dogs.

Only at such a time, Chef Qiu feels that he is a man, he has the dignity of a man, he feels that he is very great, and he also has the spirit when he looks forward to it, as if, in his life, he lives for this kind of happiness, the world is too boring, and he has to salute and say hello to anyone he sees like a real dog, which is not a happy thing, and occasionally, he will also think that this is a humble thing.

In short, he feels that he is not the most pitiful thing in this world, and there are other people's creatures like himself for him to play with, he feels that life is full of incomparable meaning, he is willing to live, he has ideals, he hopes that one day, he can move into the position of the soup kitchen, and take charge of the "Hebei" prisoner, in that case, he can also be Qiu Ma Yangyang, marry a few wives and concubines, grandmothers, are all men in their forties, and they don't know what it feels like to be a woman, he has always had a desire in his heart, Beast-like longing, grandma's, he had already made a few small reports in front of the chief, he hoped that the soup cook would have an accident soon, and then, he felt, his own hope had come.

Tang Dynasty watched Cook Qiu finish torturing these prisoners, and walked out with the bucket with satisfaction, and suddenly felt a burst of sadness, and threw all the things in front of him to the opposite side: "To you, all for you!" ”

The prisoners snatched like dogs, ate like pigs, and bit like jackals, and at last everything was calm again, because there was no longer any conflict of interest, and they all lay down contentedly, and began to snore like hippos.

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