Shen Tang has been very unhappy these days.
Unhappiness in every sense of the word.
Previously in Xiaocheng, when I was bored, I could go out and set up a stall, sell wine, or go shopping, but in the deep mountains and forests, there was nothing except a bunch of bandits. Life is as lonely as snow, and she feels that if she continues like this, she will definitely become moldy from idleness.
"Wu Lang is so boring, why not help Ban Bu train the militia."
Shen Tang refused without thinking: "I don't want it. You can smell the smell of sweat from far away. The amount of exercise in one day is much more than the total amount of exercise for a housewife in a year..."
It's not like she didn't go to watch Gong Shuwu's military training.
Watching it once made A Zhai "shiver".
It's said to be military training, but it's really a compliment. It's a scale that can even be crushed by the square dance troupe of the old man and old lady downstairs in the community - to put it simply, there are dozens of sparse people, learning to chop and stab under the control of Gong Shuwu. Basic actions like this.
It is common to repeat the same action hundreds of times.
Skills in the morning, physical fitness in the afternoon.
Come back the next morning and continue the cycle.
Ordinary people simply can't bear this intensity.
No one came out to object, but Gong Shuwu pinched his throat with two fingers and killed the chicken to scare the monkeys. He bluntly said that if any of them couldn't bear it, they could choose to commit suicide. They were all prisoners, and the prisoners negotiated terms with him. Impatient?
After two chickens died, the remaining monkeys were as quiet as chickens.
These monkeys gradually realized that the people who trained them were cold-blooded. If they did not obey orders, Gong Shuwu would not care if one, two, or all of them died. If they obey the order, they will definitely have enough to eat.
There are two main meals a day, sufficient supply of breakfast and snacks, and three extra meals to replenish physical fitness and cope with high-intensity training. They comforted themselves that they were working for landlords, and training was part of their job. Isn’t it natural that the more food you get, the more tired you will be?
When bandits/gangsters were hungry, they had to eat every meal. It was common for them to tighten their belts when encountering difficulties. Now it is good to eat every day.
After some self-brainwashing, I finally got used to it.
He even used these remarks to brainwash the people around him.
Those who were restless naturally gave up when they saw that no one stood up to cater to them and that they were alone and helpless. It's better to die than to live. They don't want to taste whether Gong Shuwu's two fingers are hard or their necks are hard...
Chu Yao said: "Then Wu Lang went to the east kitchen to help, and the food storage was not enough. Qishan didn't know how many days he would have to stay in Xiaocheng."
Become a big pie!
This is Shen Tang's strength.
She was responsible for changing the cakes, and Lin Feng was responsible for putting the transformed cakes into clean bamboo baskets, stacking them neatly, and making statistics. Lin Feng was really surprised when he saw this stunt for the first time: "Wen Xinyanling can also conjure food?"
Shen Tang became half hungry and stuffed the big cake in his hand into his mouth.
While holding it in his mouth, he said vaguely: "Yes, it is possible, but a word of words is enough for a big pie. It is no problem to supply dozens or hundreds of people, but no more. Not to mention the consumption of literary energy, just saying words and spirits can make people My throat was on fire."
As Qi Shan said, it's useless.
Lin Feng said: "But it will be good if you can eat enough."
In times of famine, even the roots and bark of trees are not enough.
When they are so hungry, they will stuff mud into their mouths, or they will eat by exchanging their eggs.
This husband of mine is really amazing.
Shen Tang laughed and said, "I think so too."
A bamboo basket can hold about fifty flatbreads.
Lin Feng checked it and found that there was no problem. He covered the bamboo basket with a layer of clean rough white gauze to prevent dust, and then sent it to Dongchu. Cut these cakes into pieces and mix them into soup water to make cake soup. Because there is no food, the cook is going to substitute green plum pulp...
No matter how it tastes, it is still better than clear soup that is watery.
"I don't know if there are wild boars in the mountains. I'll catch a few piglets and raise them. When they grow up, they will have meat to eat... and they can also make oil."
While drinking the slightly sour cake soup, Shen Tang suddenly thought of pigs, and from pigs he thought of braised pork ribs, braised pork trotters, sweet and sour pork loin, braised pork with pickled vegetables... a series of dishes. She was so greedy that she licked her lips, salivating at the food she imagined.
If there are none of these...
She remembered that the lard bibimbap tasted pretty good.
Lin Feng said: "Boar? It tastes very fishy..."
She heard from the servants at home that it was only eaten by ordinary poor people. Even if they had a little money, they would not choose it. Sheep, chicken, and dog were better than pigs. It is said that their meat has an indescribable fishy smell, and the oil they boil also has a peculiar smell.
Lin Feng has never eaten it since he was so old.
No, none of the servants serving her would eat it.
As soon as she finished speaking, she remembered her current situation. Even if she wanted to taste pork, she might not be qualified, so she silently stopped talking. Shen Tang thoughtfully changed the topic: "But I heard that the fishy smell of pork is because it is not castrated. If they are castrated and then raised, the taste will be very, very fragrant."
Lin Feng asked again: "How long will it take to feed it?"
"How many months should it be maintained after castration?" Shen Tang was not sure.
"How many months is it?"
"I don't know, I'll find out if I have the chance to raise him."
Lin Feng: "How big can you grow in such a short time?"
Shen Tang thoughtfully said: "I heard that castrated pigs are very lazy. There is no stimulation of sex hormones. They don't like to move or fight. If they are lazy and immobile all day long, won't they quickly gain weight?"
Well, actually people are the same.
Lin Feng was curious: "Where did Mr. Lang hear these principles?"
If pig meat is raised according to this method and the taste is no longer fishy, it will be more popular among the people. This can be regarded as a family secret. Without close friendship, how can you easily tell others? How could Lang Jun deal with such a person?
Shen Tang didn't know where she heard it. Anyway, it wasn't the point. The point was that she just knew. I'm going to catch some piglets. I think in a few months, braised pork ribs, braised pig's trotters, sweet and sour pork loin, braised pork with pickled vegetables...
There is hope that everything will be served to her!
Shen Tang was ready to try her luck in the afternoon.
After taking a sip of cake soup, she said quickly: "Oh, oh, also, pigs cannot be kept next to the toilet pit. The pigs and the toilet pit must be separated... It seems to be to prevent some insect disease? What insect disease is coming? Let me see, yes! Yes! Tapeworms!"
Lin Feng: "What is tapeworm disease?"
Shen Tang: "My body is infected with tapeworm."
"...Then why do pigs eat human feces?"
A pig that eats human feces and grows up, then enters the human population, rounding it all off, does it mean that a person eats human feces? Lin Feng looked at the cake soup in the bowl, his face changed again and again, his throat rolled, as if he had smelled a strange smell on the tip of his nose.
Shen Tang guessed: "Probably to save feed? However, this kind of breeding is not very hygienic. If pigs eat the eggs in human feces, they will produce cysticerci. If the pigs are eaten by people, they will grow very long. The white worms are so long, so scary!”
Lin Feng blinked: "How scary is it?"
Shen Tang gestured with his hands: "Let me think about it, have you ever seen a Quju? That thing looks similar to a Quju, and is thinner than a Quju. The shortest one is just one knuckle, and the longest one is five or six feet long. It's so long. Things grow in your body, crawling everywhere, from your internal organs to your neck, throat, and finally to your brain..."
Lin Fengguang's face turned pale just thinking about it.
Exclaimed "Ah"!
Chu Yao and Gong Shuwu had no choice but to stop their chopsticks.
"Goro..."
You eat without talking. Can you not talk while eating?
Can you speak without saying something so disgusting?
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