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Chapter 459: Still the original recipe, still the original taste

In the Xiangshui ditch, the streams are weak. The rugged rocks in winter are now surrounded by water, sometimes appearing and disappearing in the water, or half of their heads are exposed. Some of the buds of grass that float down from the upstream, and some small flowers are covered with many, adding a lot of style to these stones with different shapes at this moment.

More than 200 people formed a large circle by the stream, and a pile of burning bonfires in the middle reflected everyone's face red, with excitement and joy overflowing on everyone's face.

A large iron rack was mounted on the fire, with several clean pigs and sheep hanging on it. Several soldiers shook the shaking handles on the rack, tossing and turning the pigs and sheep to make a sizzling sound, and the fragrance was everywhere. Other soldiers stood on one side, holding a large brush in their hands, dipped in seasonings from the jar, and brushed them over and over again on the pigs and sheep.

These more than 200 people were all old brothers from the Old Death Camp. There were nearly 700 brothers who escaped from Anyang City. After three years of hard work and struggle, nearly 200 brothers fell forever on the journey. More than 100 people had to leave the army and entered other industries due to disabilities. Most of the remaining more than 400 were distributed in the Panshi Camp of Kitten and the Canglang Camp of Wild Dogs. These two battle camps are also recognized as the strongest combat force in the entire Taiping Army. Of course, they now have a strong opponent, that is, the Chu army and Baoqing Camp from the former border army of the Chu State in the eastern part of the Chu State. Some others were transferred to other troops to serve as officers, but these people were not large.

The old brothers in the Wild Dog's Canglang Camp could not come, but Qin Feng summoned all the old brothers in the Panshi Camp with an order, gathered here, drank a large bowl of wine and ate meat, and reproduced the unforgettable and life of the Death Camp back then.

The one who can sit in this circle today represents his qualifications in the Taiping Army. He is the old brother of the leader Qin Feng, a hard-core confidant, and a group of people who can walk to Qin Feng without any stop at any time and anywhere, even though he is still just a small soldier now.

The protagonist today is naturally the monk who returned. The meat has not been grilled yet, and he has drunk a lot of wine. Seeing the old brothers lined up to him with big wine bowls, the monk couldn't help but feel a little panic. In the Death Camp, when he returned to the camp after every war, a competition about wine was no worse than on the battlefield. There was a brigade between a brigade and a brigade. It was the wisest choice to kill each other with wine and show his masculinity. Because on this day, there will be no leaders coming to you for trouble.

After winning the battle, everyone will celebrate together!

But at that time, the monk had five hundred brothers, one fence and three stakes, one hero and three gangs. Now he is alone, and he talks about a wife, but is dragged by Yinggu to somewhere. Looking around, he is full of ill-intentioned smiles, and he is immediately scared.

"Boss!" He looked at Qin Feng with a sad face: "If I drink all this, I'm afraid I'll really go to see King Yama."

Hearing Ye Shang's words, Qin Feng laughed out loud, "So you, the monk Hua, have a day of admitting your conscience. Well, for the sake of bringing you a wife, they come to toast and make a bowl of your own, so how about you take a big sip?"

"I guess if this is the case, I can withstand it!" After calculating silently in my heart, the monk nodded, "Thank you for your help, boss."

Qin Feng laughed, "Brothers should be between them."

With Qin Feng's words, the monk immediately stood up with a jar of wine.

Although Shayang County, Taiping City and other places have been harvesting year by year in the past two years, and the Business Department, led by Wang Yueyao, also earned a lot of money every year, a considerable part of this money was still taken out to purchase grain storage. A small part of this food came from Qi, because the Qi people had strict control over grain exports, most of which came from Yue. Yue's court had much weaker control than Qi. Many merchants took risks to smuggle grain into the area controlled by the Taiping Army.

Because Qin Feng had a big plan in his mind, he didn't expect that he would regress because of the problem of food. More importantly, every year, the grain is quantitative. If the country of Yue leaks one cent, the country will lose one cent in China. If the grain is less, the grain price will naturally rise. Once the grain price rises, other industries will rise with the rise. In this era, grain is still a hard currency that will lose gold and silver.

Even if there is abundant food to hide, large-scale winemaking is still not allowed in the area controlled by the Taiping Army. The production of a few wineries licensed to brew wine is still a certain amount every year. If this amount exceeds, you must apply for another quota from the government.

Therefore, the soldiers of the Taiping Army usually have no alcohol to drink, and they are so luxurious today, and there are even fewer people. So these brothers from the old camp have the opportunity to relax and drink hard today, so naturally they all work hard and prepare to have a good alcohol appetite. After passing this village, they can drink hard next time they can drink hard, and I really don’t know when they will wait.

Seeing the monk fighting against the heroes with a wine jar, Qin Feng looked at him with a smile while holding the wine bowl. The kitten, wild dog, horse and monkey on one side were all gloating. Today, there must be some monks who are good at it.

After a circle, the monk's face was already like a peach blossom. Even if someone else drank a bowl or took a big sip, the eyes that almost popped out of his eyes when he stared at the brothers. This big sip was real and there was no mystery at all. After a round, at least it was several pounds of wine that had been put into the stomach.

The monk's alcohol tolerance is worse than that of kittens and wild dogs. On the day the kitten got married, the first one of the people who fell down was the monk.

The kitten raised the wine bowl in his hand towards the monk, and there was a solid bowl of wine.

The wine bowl was held in front of the monk's eyes, and the kitten kept silent, but the monk understood what he meant, and raised a wine bowl from the ground, poured the wine full of wine, and raised it.

"The heroic spirit is still the monk I am familiar with whom I can't defeat my might!" The kitten said generously, "Brothers meet again, and fight side by side since then, and never separate again, come and do this bowl of wine."

With a bang, two wine bowls collided together, raised their necks and drank them all.

The kitten didn't drink much before, and ate a lot of meat to base. After one bowl, there was no abnormality at all. The monk couldn't do it. After this bowl, his eyes were already a little confused.

The wild dog's wine bowl came to the monk's eyes at the right time.

"Depthy feelings, swallow in one mouthful, shallow feelings, lick, lick, the feelings are strong, don't be afraid of drinking and vomiting blood!" A hand was placed on the monk's shoulder, and the wild dog said with a smile.

"Of course, it's because of the deep feelings. Whoever dares to lick it? I pulled his tongue!" The monk's own tongue was already knotted, but he was so proud that he didn't clink glasses with the wild dog. He picked up the bowl and drank it completely. The mouth of the bowl was facing down, the bottom of the bowl was facing up, and the shaking a few times. Sure enough, no drop of wine fell off.

Mahou laughed and cut the fattest part of the lamb leg with a knife and handed it to the monk: "Brother Monk, put some food first and then drink it."

"It's still the little horse monkey to care about!" The monk laughed, reached out to rub the horse monkey's head for a while, and didn't reach out to pick up the meat. He opened his mouth wide, bit the knife held by the horse monkey, and chewed the mutton on it in his mouth. "It's the original recipe and the original taste. My monk has eaten all over the world, but the best barbecue is still the one we dare to die."

"That's natural!" Qin Feng smiled. These recipes are the most beautiful seasonings that Shu Chang and his masterpieces have been repeatedly tested. They are not sold outside, and are considered special supplies for the Death Camp.

Seeing the monk finishing the mutton, Qin Feng raised his wine with one hand and raised it, "The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost in the world. I raise the bowl and invite the monk, and drink it with a pair."

"Don't say anything, the boss is the one who is closest to you!" The monk bulged his eyes, took two bowls of wine that had been prepared early from the hands of the kitten and the wild dog on the side, and drank it clean.

The monk who put down the bowl had already started to sit steadily. He was sitting there shaking constantly. Qin Feng winked at Mahou, and Mahou smiled and came over, "Brother Monk, you have no news about it in the past three years. Why did you find such a beautiful wife? I heard that she is still a rich girl? She is rich and rich. Brother Monk is really rich. This is both wealth and lust!"

The monk stretched his neck and glanced around, but did not see Yu Xiu'e. He was so brave that he was brave. He lowered his head, lowered his voice, and whispered: "It's true that beauty is beautiful. Your monk is a handsome talent, but, your brother, I fell into this pit and realized that your sister-in-law is an absolute tigress!"

"Oh?" Several heads immediately gathered together. It was obvious that there was something to do, and everyone's expressions immediately became much more excited.

"Monk, although you had a lot of money on your body when you left, we know your virtue. In a few days, you will definitely be a pauper, because no matter where you go, you will not be able to change that old problem. No one is happy. Just like you are so poor, how can you find your current wife?"

"Hehehe!" the monk smiled, "You are right. At the beginning, I had money, so I went into the building to find a woman. Later, when I had no money, I started working again. Anyway, I didn't want to live anymore. I just lived a day and counted as a day. But I was not lucky. I went out to commit a crime for the first time and focused on Xiu'e. At that time, she was wearing white clothes, long hair shawls, and golden head. It was a national beauty. I took a look at her, so I naturally wanted to kiss her. There was a material.

I thought that this time, I hit her head on the iron wall, and was beaten to death by her scalp and ran away in a panic. The key is that she was unyielding and pursued me relentlessly. As soon as we chased and fled, we circled several circles around Luocheng, at least for thousands of miles. Along the way, I have cheated her several times, and he almost killed her several times. We chased and fled for half a year. In the end, isn’t this easy? Don’t you fight or go on a blind date!”
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