At night, when the moon is bright and the stars are dim, the bear's paw is finally ready.
Yang Fan used a spoon to press it down between the fat bear's paws. A mouthful of soup flowed into Yang Fan's spoon. Yang Fan took the soup into his mouth and sighed with satisfaction. That's the taste.
The essence of bear paw is in this spoon.
I made all four bear paws today. One for each of the four wives. Chen Xi's and Mei Xiang's will send people to take dog sleds back to Vladivostok.
Yang Fan doesn't really like eating bear paws, but he loves this mouthful of soup.
Xiao Niangpi and Lin Yueru stared, watching Yang Fan extend his black hand to the second front paw, and immediately stopped complying. They both drank the soup quickly.
"Wow, sir, you are such a bad person. You have swallowed all the soup in the past." Lin Yueru waved her fist angrily. The little girl also found the tender flesh around his waist and twisted it around.
The two front paws were kept by them, and the two back paws were sent to Vladivostok. Because the front paws taste better. Yang Fan lost interest after eating a few chopsticks. Don't eat too much of a good thing, just taste it. If you eat haese indiscriminately and eat enough, you will never have this good taste again.
People should not be addicted to enjoyment, but should be content and cherish blessings. Of course, waste is even more undesirable.
Yang Fan put it down after eating three chopsticks. There were still more than thirty pieces of the first bear paw. After Xiao Niangpi and Lin Yueru each ate ten slices, they also put down their chopsticks and drank another bowl of pimple soup. Just ready to rest.
They pay more attention to health, and eating too much at night is not good.
There is enough bear paws left for two days.
Yang Fan's bedroom here has a very large floor-to-ceiling window. Through the gauze, you can see the bright moon outside. The clear light spreads all over the earth.
Lying on the snow-white duvet, unable to sleep for a while, Xiao Niangpi chatted with Yang Fan.
"Sir, I heard that you have prepared a military exercise tomorrow."
"Yes, it's just for those savage chiefs. This time, if we give a sweet date, we should also give it a slap. Otherwise, they are not good men and women. They find that there are so many good things in Shuangcheng, why would they slap slaves? , wouldn't it be better to just attack here? Therefore, we must let them know that fighting us will lead to death." Yang Fan leaned on the soft backrest of the bed and said with his arms around Xiao Niangpi and Lin Yueru.
They hugged Yang Fan sideways and rested their heads on his chest. Enjoy the aftertaste of passion.
If his wives hadn't allowed him to smoke in the bedroom, Yang Fan would have wanted to smoke a cigar.
"The master's idea is right. These savages are afraid of power and have no morals. Only if we let them know that they cannot offend us will they attack others under our instructions in exchange for our rewards." Lin Yueru nodded. said.
"So, sir, apart from firearms and food, you can sell everything else to them, is that what you mean?" Xiao Niangpi asked.
"Yes, as long as they do business with us, they will soon become dependent on us. The money they earn from selling things is basically consumed in the city. This is called making money in the two cities and spending money in the two cities. I want to bring them together. Go home." Yang Fan looked like he wanted to be beaten.
The supplies here are so rich that these savages are going crazy looking at them. In the evening, Yang Fan got the report that the most purchased items were ironware. Especially weapons and heating appliances.
Weapons are easy to understand. These savages even used animal and fish bones as weapons. But it's a bit surprising that iron stoves and stove tubes are selling so well.
It turns out that it’s not that they are not afraid of the cold, but that they have no choice but to suffer.
This time I saw cast iron stoves and briquettes and bought them like crazy. Although the briquettes and stoves here, plus a thousand pieces of coal, cost one pound of sand gold, more than six hundred were sold.
Almost every chief bought five or six.
The next day, at nine o'clock sharp, the leaders finished eating tofu curd, fried dough sticks, steamed buns, and shrimp wontons at the breakfast stall. Patting his belly with satisfaction, he came to the city wall of Nancheng.
Today, the Ming army is going to conduct some military exercises here.
In fact, although these leaders are willing to stay low and small, it is mainly to obtain supplies. In the face of absolute hunger, everything else is worthless.
However, they
In fact, they are quite arrogant. In their hearts, they even look down on the slaves, let alone the soldiers and horses of the Ming Dynasty. They also knew that Jiannu was suppressing Daming.
But for the sake of the egg yolk pie, I had no choice but to cooperate with Daming's performance. After all, if I feel comfortable photographing my uncle, won’t all kinds of benefits come in a steady stream?
The leaders were chatting and laughing, discussing the delicious food and various good things in the city. For example, artifacts such as thermos bottles. At this time, only three cannon shots were heard. A battalion of infantry had already run into the position.
The exercise was held on the plain outside the southern city wall. This was originally a cornfield. After the corn was harvested, the corn roots were dug out, and the land became flat. It was covered with a layer of snow.
A hundred meters away trenches were dug and gun targets erected in them. Two hundred meters away there is a raft made of trees. Three hundred meters away, there are squares drawn out with lime.
The leaders were invited to the tower and watched inside.
Yang Fan waved his hand to indicate the start of the exercise. Immediately, a battalion of five hundred people walked into the wall. Five hundred people formed five square formations, and the formation was uniform, showing the momentum of thousands of troops.
The leaders were in a daze when they saw this scene. They couldn't imagine that these people could be trained to such an extent. Complete prohibition. They can't do it themselves.
"Ten rounds at the 100-meter chest target, start." The battalion commander gave the order, and the five hundred people divided into three columns and raised their flintlock rifles in unison.
These rifles have reached the highest level of flintlocks and have better performance than the British Brown Spey flintlocks in the Crow War.
The chiefs had never seen firearms before, and looked at these people holding a strange stick with a bright bayonet on it. Is this a spear? A Ming style spear, a type we have never seen before.
Soon, they knew that this was definitely not a spear. But a flintlock rifle.
Bang bang bang! There was a burst of gunfire, and smoke and fire erupted from the muzzle. For a moment, smoke filled the air. Some people can't see the gun target in the distance clearly. But the winter wind here is very strong, blowing away the smoke in an instant.
At this time, these leaders were stunned. Only then did they understand that this was a legendary firearm; it was a kind of firearm. !
All targets in the distance have been knocked down. At this time, the men in the trenches were re-erecting the targets.
Three rows of musketeers began firing continuously. There are almost no flaws. The leaders could see it clearly, and they lost everything before they could reach them.
Fortunately, these Donghai people only have simple cold weapons, and they don't have decent weapons.
In this case, if you want to fight the Ming Dynasty, the key to victory lies in the speed of engaging the enemy. You have to rush in and fight hand to hand as soon as possible.
At this time, they could see clearly that the three sections of shooting were continuous, and they had no chance to rush within thirty meters of the musketeers. Let alone rush in and fight hand to hand.
The enemy's muskets had already been killed on the way to charge.
