In the Changjia stronghold, all the generals immediately knelt down after hearing Zhang Cheng's words and expressed their feelings one after another. They followed Zhang Cheng completely out of their own free will, even if they were eating chaffy vegetables, they had no second intention.
But Zhang Cheng knew very well that without food and money, no one would be willing to be loyal to him. The display of strength may be gold and silver, territory, or an army to outsiders.
But in Zhang Cheng's eyes, it is food. As long as there is something to eat, there will be people who will work hard. As long as there is enough to eat, there will be people who are willing to work hard. The first thing is food, and the most important thing is always food.
Chang Tianshun, the old man who had been leading the way, stopped and watched. He also had a good impression of the young general in front of him. In addition to the good impression when he first saw it, he also had the information he heard recently at Mayukou Fort.
Mr. Chang Tianshun told the truth without hiding anything, and Zhang Cheng also told the truth frankly.
He also talked about the fact that he wiped out the three groups of bandits in Taishan, Waitou Mountain and Beiliangtou, occupied Taishan Village and Waitou Mountain Bandit Village, and Zhao Shihu from Muzhaojian had defected to him. The old man knows.
Chang Tianshun said with a smile: "The old man has also heard of General Zhang's reputation. In the Battle of King Qin, he was able to take the initiative to attack the bandits and win consecutive battles. He even shot and wounded Dorgon and killed Yue Tuo.
The general's various deeds have become a must-talk among the neighbors in Xuan Town, but the old man never thought that these three bandit villages had been destroyed by the general, and he never thought that the leader of the Zhao village would also be under the general's command. "
"Ha ha……"
Zhang Cheng laughed, and then said: "It's just a matter of cutting off a few bandits. How can it be worth publicizing? Besides, I have also occupied two bandit strongholds privately, so I have to do it secretly and quietly!"
He and Old Man Chang looked at each other and smiled, both of them knowing each other tacitly.
At this moment, Old Man Chang's nephew Chang Zhengfei trotted over. Everyone knew that the food and wine were ready, so under the guidance of Old Man Chang, they slowly rushed to the mountain hall.
Everyone rushed to the mountain hall in a hurry. From a distance, they could see people coming and going continuously, as if dozens of families in the whole village were concentrated on his side.
Old man Chang's eldest son, Chang Zhengxiong, and his third son, Chang Zhengbiao, were already waiting in front of the mountain hall. Standing between them was a young man, slightly thin, aged between twenty-five and thirty years old.
Seeing everyone approaching, Chang Zhengbiao hurriedly opened the door of the mountain hall. Chang Zhengxiong and the thin man stood aside with their bodies bowed. Old man Chang walked in front and introduced: "General Zhang, this is the man who lives in my house." My second son, named Chang Zhenghu, has been weak and sick since he was a child, and is not good at traveling far, so he has never left the stronghold to greet him. I hope the general will pay attention."
Zhang Cheng didn't mind these details. Accompanied by everyone, he walked into the mountain hall. There were already five large tables in the hall, and Chang Zhengbiao and others gave way one after another.
As soon as Chen Zhong waved his hand, all the guards were guided by their master and sat down in the courtyard. Chen Zhong did not take his seat. He still stayed closely with Zhang Cheng, winking frequently at Liu Jinhai and Li Changsheng.
Over there, Chang Zhengbiao held Liu Jinhai's hand tightly, and faintly heard the words "big brother", which were called so intimately that Zhang Cheng and others couldn't understand what they meant.
As soon as they entered the hall of Changjiazhai Shantang, a long table was filled with delicacies and game. Chang Tianshun pulled Zhang Cheng and insisted on letting him sit on the main seat. Zhang Cheng also gave in a little and then settled down. Sit firmly on top.
On the left are Mr. Chang, his eldest son Chang Zhengxiong, his second son Chang Zhenghu, and several elderly people in the village. On the right are Chen Zhong, Sun Dashan, Zhao Shihu and others.
After Zhang Cheng sat down, he looked at the table full of delicacies and asked softly: "Mr. Chang, would you like to introduce us to the delicacies on this table?"
Chang Tianshun also had a smile on his face and said: "It's just a coincidence that General Zhang happened to have these wild foods in the village. I'm not afraid that the general will laugh at them. They are all rustic flavors and are not worth mentioning."
Having said that, he still stood up and introduced. On the table were meat dishes such as roasted gray goose with skullcap, stewed sand chicken with wild bracken, steamed chicken and leopard, roasted roe deer meat, and some mountain vegetables to relieve the meaty smell.
When Zhang Cheng heard about roe deer meat, his eyes widened. In his time, such things were almost extinct. It was difficult to encounter pure wild silly roe deer. As for the chicken leopard, Zhang Cheng had never even heard of it before. Pass.
Gray geese, sand grouse, etc. also exist in later generations, but they are all artificially bred. It is almost impossible to encounter pure wild ones.
"General Zhang, this is what we burned ourselves in the stronghold. It's a bit strong. It roars like a knife and cuts the throat very hard."
Hearing what Chang Tianshun said, Zhang Cheng became interested. Since time traveling, all the wine he drank was rice wine and rice wine. From Zhang Cheng's perspective, it was just like drinking beer.
The alcohol content of these wines is not high, and the alcohol content is not strong enough. It is not enjoyable to drink. It does not have the throaty feeling that he liked in his previous life. Today, after hearing what Old Man Chang said, he is very satisfied with this wine. expectations.
"Mr. Chang, I was lucky enough to enter the Changjia village today. I was very pleased to meet the descendants of the Qi family army. All of them are brave and brave. I am really happy for the old man.
Today, with this first bowl of wine, we pay tribute to Commander Qi and the heroes of the soldiers of the Qi family who fought hard for the country and killed the enemy! "
Zhang Cheng stood up as he spoke, left his seat, turned towards the west ancestral hall, held the wine bowl in both hands, spilled half the bowl of wine on the ground, and drank the remaining half in one gulp.
"His ha..."
He turned around and walked into the seat. Before he could sit down, he grinned and said, "What a great wine. It's so tasty and strong. It's really a throat!"
Chang Tianshun also laughed and stood up, saying: "It's rare that the general likes this wine. Come on, Zheng Xiong, fill it up for the general. Old man, I will give the general a bowl. Thank you general for remembering our ancestors and Qi Shuai!"
Chang Zhengxiong stood up and came over, refilling Zhang Cheng's wine bowl with strong wine. Zhang Cheng picked up the bowl, turned to the generals and said, "You guys, please don't be brave. If you can't, don't do it. This wine is very strong. "
After saying that, he smiled strangely. Chen Zhong, Sun Dashan, Zhao Shihu and others looked at each other in confusion. They looked over at Zhang Cheng and Mr. Chang who had finished the wine in the bowl.
Especially when Chang Zhengxiong over there turned over the wine bowl and lit it up, Zhao Shihu couldn't hold back his anger, picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp. Although the wine bowl at this time had a large mouth and a flat bottom, it was not enough for one bowl. It's equivalent to two taels of wine.
But Zhang Cheng estimated from the taste that the wine was nearly 60 degrees. After Zhao Shihu finished drinking the wine, he felt that his stomach was churning, as if a puff of turbid air was rising in his belly. rise.
He didn't dare to speak. He held the edge of the long table with his hands and pressed it firmly without moving. He managed to suppress the rising turbid air in his neck until Zhao Shihu's face turned red.
