"Bad things! Nai Weng will never eat them again!"

Time flipped back a little, and when the Han soldiers roared and smashed the lunch meat in all directions, they saw the Han soldiers wearing strange armor throwing away the expensive lunch meat that only wealthy families and high-ranking officials and powerful officials in Chengdu could have afforded. Of course, the Chengdu people and the old Shu Han soldiers who had just put down their weapons and surrendered were stunned, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one, they couldn't believe that the Han soldiers could be so extravagant that they could throw a can of lunch meat that was equivalent to a few stones of grain as garbage.

Qiu Sheng, a veteran of Shu Han who is nearly forty years old, is one of them. He has participated in Jiang Wei's nine Northern Expeditions to the Central Plains, followed Jiang Wei to Dazhong to cultivate farms, and participated in the defense of Shu Han. He once served as a governor and was demoted to an ordinary soldier after the demise of Shu Han. He enjoyed the joy of the victory of Taoxi and the sadness of the main force of Shu Han being forced to surrender. Qiu Sheng has definitely seen great storms in the world, but the scene of extravagant and wasteful like the soldiers of the Han army is not to mention that Qiu Sheng has never seen it, but he has never even heard of it.

After being forced to join the Jin army, Qiu Sheng had the honor of having contact with lunch meat with his own hands. He saw a can of lunch meat falling from Nanzhong when a companion was moving the lunch meat transferred from Nanzhong due to damage in the packaging box, which slightly deformed the iron can of lunch meat. As a result, the general who led the team immediately waved the whip and whipped Qiu Sheng's companion to death, his skin was blooming, and he scolded, "A man, don't have any eyes. Do you know that this can of lunch meat is more expensive than your dog's life!"

Qiu Sheng also knew that the general's words were definitely not exaggerated. In the second year of the demise of Shu Han, there was a famine in Bashu. The girl's body was not worth half a steamed bun. The people sold their children and daughters. A child in his teens sold him as a slave and could not exchange for two buckets of grain. However, when lunch meat appeared in the Chengdu market, it was worth nearly 10,000 yuan, and could be exchanged for several stones of grain. It was often priced but not available. Every time it appeared on the market, it would be sold out immediately!

Qiu Sheng also saw someone else enjoying lunch meat with his own eyes. Qiu Sheng's boss, the commander, did not know what kind of contribution he had made, and received a can of lunch meat reward. As a result, the commander was slandered and was reluctant to sell the lunch meat for money. He chose to open the lunch meat in an extremely luxurious way, pick out a small lump and put it in his mouth to taste it carefully. Then he sighed from the bottom of his heart: "It is worth ten thousand yuan, and it is indeed delicious than any good things Naiweng has eaten."

Later, Qiu Sheng also heard that the supervisor had eaten that can of lunch meat for ten days!

The more I understood the preciousness of lunch meat, the less I understood why the Han army soldiers were wasting lunch meat so extravagantly. Then, by chance, Qiu Sheng suddenly heard that among the Han army soldiers who were guarding the captives, a stern actually spoke a authentic Deyang accent. Like Qiu Sheng, he was from Deyang, so Qiu Sheng took the attitude of trying his luck and started talking to the Han army soldiers in the Deyang accent. (It is not the current Deyang City, but the southeast of Suining.)

"So my fellow villager! Where is Deyang? My name is Zhao Da, brother, what are your name?"

Qiu Sheng was lucky. The leader of the Han army from Deyang was a man who was very jealous of local family affection. After discovering that Qiu Sheng was a fellow villager, he immediately asked about his well-being enthusiastically. He also said that he was an old soldier from Shu Han and the Han army who surrendered during Qian Hong's expedition. Qiu Sheng was also very clever and approached the fellow villager named Zhao Da, while asking curiously: "Brother Zhao, if I read correctly, the thing you threw just now seems to be lunch meat, right?"

Zhao Da nodded and admitted that he had just thrown the lunch meat. Qiu Sheng was even more surprised when he heard this and asked again: "Brother, why are you willing to throw it away? Isn't it said that this kind of lunch meat is better than dragon meat? Why don't you keep it and eat it and throw it away?"

"Brother, if you eat this kind of lunch meat every day throughout the year and eat it for months for months, you will know why I threw it away." Zhao Da replied with a wry smile, and said again: "This kind of thing is really delicious at first, but after eating too much, I will be really tired, too tired."

"Brother, you have eaten this kind of lunch meat all year round?" Qiu Sheng asked in shock.

Zhao Da nodded with a bitter smile and said, "Brother, if you want to eat it, when you choose to stay or stay in one or two days, just don't choose to go home and choose to stay and join us. It won't take long to keep this lunch meat to vomit."

Qiu Sheng was stunned again, and he couldn't believe that the Han army could eat such expensive lunch meat as meals. Then Qiu Sheng asked tentatively: "Brother, can you pick up the lunch meat you threw away and let me taste it? I'm so old and I have never eaten lunch meat."

"Wait a moment."

Zhao Daji agreed with face, and then he actually went over and picked up a few cans of lunch meat abandoned by the Han army soldiers, and handed them all to Qiu Sheng. He taught Qiu Sheng how to open the lunch meat with his fingers. When Qiu Sheng picked out a large piece of lunch meat with his fingers, his side was already surrounded by his captured companions, and he looked at Qiu Sheng with great curiosity and put the lunch meat in his mouth and chewed it.

After just chewing for two bites, an unprecedented delicious taste had completely filled Qiu Sheng's mouth. Qiu Sheng suddenly understood why this kind of lunch meat could be sold at a high price of 10,000 yuan, and made Qiu Sheng unable to help but beg the remaining lunch meat to his mouth. After seeing the captured companions, they all begged Qiu Sheng to give them some of the lunch meat. Qiu Sheng also loyally handed two cans of lunch meat to two more familiar companions.

As a result, a big disaster happened. In order to get a bite of lunch meat, the old Shu Han soldiers who had just surrendered decisively forgot the friendship of their robes and fought against each other, which quickly triggered a riot in prisoners. The Han army general who led the team to guard the prisoners of war could only send troops to quell the riot. After asking the reason, they scolded Zhao Da, who was just sent meat, and made Qiu Sheng unintentionally drag down the fellow villagers.

It's great. The Han Junya General who led the team is also a kind-hearted person. After scolding Zhao Da, the Han army soldiers picked up the thrown lunch meat and distributed it to the prisoners of war to taste. At the same time, he announced loudly: "Listen, just try it first. When eating, there will definitely be more lunch meat for you. As long as you don't make trouble and be honest, lunch meat and instant noodles will definitely make you full! But remember one thing, the lunch meat and instant noodles I sent to you later are definitely not a dead end rice, but we really can't find anything more unpalatable to you!"

It was after the order was restored that Qiu Shengcai took the opportunity to apologize to his fellow villager Zhao Da. Zhao Da waved his hand generously and said, "It's a small matter, you didn't mean it. Wait patiently. Have a safe meal during dinner. It's definitely not a slaughter. The Han army never killed prisoners, so it would rather let them go than kill them."

Qiu Sheng nodded and agreed. Zhao Daze, who was very concerned about his hometown, asked about the current situation in Deyang again. Hearing Qiu Sheng talked about the Deyang area near Bazhou, because the corvee service was too heavy, many people gave up raising their sons after giving up their sons, Zhao Da even cursed the people of Jin State for not treating Bashu. He also admitted frankly that the reason why he surrendered to the Han army without caring about family safety was that Qian Hong and other Cao Wei generals did not regard the veterans of Shuhan as human beings, and they chose to surrender because they were angry.

After chatting, he was almost talking to Shen Shishi. A convoy was loaded with supplies to the violators. When he saw that the car was filled with lunch meat, cola and candy, the Han soldiers guarding the prisoners were in an uproar. Zhao Da was so angry that he jumped up and shouted, "Why is it lunch meat again? Isn't there something new for dinner today? Why are all lunch meat again? I want to vomit when I smell this thing now!"

Fortunately, the Han general who came to escort the grain quickly spoke up and shouted: "What's the noise? These lunch meats are not for you to eat. Hurry up and give each prisoner of war two cans of lunch meat for dinner. And tell them that our army had just entered the city today and had no time to prepare a cauldron and firewood to boil water, so that they could feel aggrieved and give them instant noodles tomorrow!"

"Brother Meng, what about us?" asked the Han Junya, who was in charge of guarding the prisoners of war, quickly.

"It's already loading the truck, and it'll be here later!" The grain transporter replied, "Tell you good news, there's a drink tonight! If you want to drink, hurry up and send the prisoners of war food, and then drink with peace of mind, and have new meat to eat. Keep it safe!"

"Have you drunk? Long live!"

The Han army soldiers finally burst into cheers, and then quickly ordered the prisoners to send a team to receive the meal immediately. Qiu Sheng said guilt to Zhao Da, and quickly joined the queue to receive the meal. He soon received two cans of lunch meat, a large bottle of Coke and ten candies from the Han army soldiers. Qiu Sheng returned to Zhao Da happily and said to Zhao Da: "Brother, I'm sorry, it's so delicious. Brother, I can't help it, so I'll have dinner first. If the eldest brother doesn't dislike it, eat something with me?"

"Eat it, eat it." Zhao Da waved his hand generously, patted his stomach and said with a smile: "Don't worry about me, I want to keep my stomach and eat new things. As mentioned above, if you have new things tonight, it will definitely be better than lunch meat."

Qiu Sheng couldn't believe that there was anything else in the world that could be more delicious than lunch meat. He just opened the lunch meat under the urging of his belly and chewed it out. During this period, the Han soldiers kept shouting, repeatedly emphasizing that this was not a slaughtered rice, and that the captives should wait for something better.

At this time, another convoy finally arrived near the prisoner-of-war camp and began to distribute to the Han soldiers guarding the prisoners of war tonight. The cheering sound immediately sounded among the Han soldiers. Then Qiu Sheng and other prisoners of war saw with great curiosity that each Han soldiers received a strange bucket, a big iron lump, and two small green bags.

The tower is close to the water and the moon is the first to get the moon. When the Han army soldiers are closest, Qiu Sheng quickly saw that his fellow villager Zhao Da returned to his vicinity with a smile. He quickly turned the white lid on the monster barrel, picked up the barrel and poured it into his mouth. He drank it like a thirsty buffalo. Then, after spraying out a sip of light yellow liquid, Zhao Da burped heavily and wiped the corners of his mouth and shouted: "Happy! Good wine! Have you never drunk such a good wine! It's great to serve as a general in the army. Not only do he have countless delicious food, but he actually has good wine! After drinking a bucket of this kind of wine, he is not afraid of fighting any war!"

After saying that, Zhao Da couldn't wait to continue to pour wine into his mouth. Qiu Sheng looked at him with a gaze. After Zhao Da found out, he waved to Qiu Sheng and said, "Brother, take the canned box and I'll fill you with a box."

"This..., sorry?"

Qiu Sheng was a little embarrassed, Zhao Daze laughed and said, "You're so polite, you're all fellow villagers. If you really join our Han army in the future and go to the battlefield, we might have to take care of each other. Hurry up, take the box over and I'll fill you with a box."

In fact, Qiu Sheng, who had been slandering, thanked him repeatedly, and then handed the canned box that had been wiped clean with his fingers to Zhao Da. Zhao Da also generously filled Qiu Sheng with a box of rice wine. Qiu Sheng brought the wine back to the front and drank it directly. He put it under his nose and sniffed it carefully. He quickly smelled a kind of osmanthus, the sweet fragrance of honey and the faint smell of wine. When he took a sip, the mellow smell of wine, which was sweeter than honey, immediately covered Qiu Sheng's tongue.

"Brother Zhao, brother, I swear to the sky that if I can fight side by side and go to the battlefield, my life will be yours!"

The sound of Dangdang's iron tool knocking interrupted Qiu Sheng's closed eyes and swore. When Qiu Sheng was curious and swearing, he saw Zhao Da poking the big iron lump he had received with a knife. He quickly pried open the upper layer of the big iron lump, revealing a big burnt red pig elbow. Then Zhao Da and Qiu Sheng also shouted in surprise, "What a big and fat pig elbow!"

He grabbed the big pig's elbow in a hurry, held it with both hands and took a big bite, and chewed it vigorously. Zhao Da also shouted ecstatically with many Han soldiers, "It's delicious! It's one hundred times more delicious than lunch meat! Later, the general didn't lie to us, and he rushed into Chengdu. There was really something better than new things!"

He shouted excitedly, Zhao Da kept sucking his mouth, biting one by one, and chewing the pig elbows, and squeezing vigorously while eating. He grabbed the wine and drank a few sips from time to time. Qiu Sheng naturally swallowed his saliva desperately, looking at the big pig elbows in Zhao Da's hand, wishing to reach out to grab it. Fortunately, Zhao Da was really cheerful, so he gave the big elbows to Qiu Sheng and invited him: "Brother, come on!"

This time, Qiu Sheng did not refuse politely, and tried to open his mouth to the maximum. He bit the big pig's elbow and chewed it hard. Then, after just chewing it for a few bites, Qiu Sheng found that the meat he had eaten for the first half of his life was useless, and finally understood why the Han army soldiers threw away the lunch meat as garbage.

It is indeed extremely delicious. The fried pork skin is glutinous and fragrant, and it is so delicious that it cannot be described. The lean meat can be pursed directly with your tongue, without any feeling of wood. The more you chew it, the more fragrant it becomes, the fat meat melts as soon as you suck it, like a pack of delicious gravy. This peerless delicacy, Qiu Sheng had never even imagined it.

"Is it delicious?"

Zhao Da asked with a smile. Seeing Qiu Sheng nodding desperately, Zhao Da chewed a few more big elbows, and then handed it to Qiu Sheng for him to chew. The two of them chewed each other a few times, and soon gnawed a big pig elbow, and even the fascia on the bones were reluctant to let go. They sucked the bones several times. Then, smearing the oil on the corner of their mouths, Qiu Sheng said firmly: "Brother Zhao, let me tell you, let me tell you, I will follow you, I swear, if I take a step back in the battlefield in the future, I will not deserve to be a person!"

"There is no need to swear or swear. If you talk about your business or not, I can't make this decision."

Zhao Da replied casually, tearing open the green bag he received, and found that there were two pieces of bread in a small bag. Zhao Da handed a piece of bread to Qiu Sheng. Then Qiu Sheng and Zhao Da chewed the bread at the same time, and shouted: "It's delicious, crispy, fragrant, and sweet."

Then, Zhao Da had no teacher to invent a new way to eat compressed biscuits dipped in elbow soup. Two fellow Deyang villagers were separated by a thin fence, eating dinner and drinking wine, and talking about interesting things about their hometown. They soon formed brothers of comrades who shared life and death.

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At the same time, in the lobby of the governor's mansion of Yizhou.

Standing in front of Zhang Zhi with his fists clenched, Huo Yi's old eyes were already a little turbid, and he shouted even more like thunder, "Hou General, you say, have you ever done anything I'm sorry for you since I surrendered to you? If I hadn't had my old face, would the generals and soldiers in Wei County surrender so happily? If I hadn't come forward to arrange for you, would the great surname of Nanzhong offer people to support you so happily? If the county and county in Nanzhong surrender so happily? "

"No, no," Zhang Zhi answered helplessly.

"Do you know, my grandson is the first vanguard to enter Chengdu with your army?" Huo Yi roared again: "Also, I am in my sixties. I will leave my granddaughter to accompany you to Yizhou and restore Chengdu. How much hardships and sins have you suffered on the road? "Do you know?"

Yan Yu stood beside Huo Yi with his chest in his arms without saying a word. He looked at Zhang Zhi with rare ferocity. Zhang Zhi said helplessly: "Elder General, I know, these juniors know. But Old General, you really can't eat it anymore. This canned elbow weighs seven kilograms (han kilograms), and the compressed dry food will make you feel a little bit gluten. You and Old General Yan are so old. If you eat it, you will have problems."

"Then I won't eat compressed dry food!" Huo Yi slapped the table in front of Zhang Zhi heavily and said, "I and Mr. Yan have another elbow. Is this okay?"

"There is also wine." Yan Yu quickly added: "I and Mr. Huo, each of them has to drink at least another bucket."

It was really impossible to force him, so Zhang Zhi had to let go and said, "Okay, each person drinks another barrel of wine, and two people share an elbow, but after the elbow is hot, you are too old to eat cold elbows and stomach cannot bear it. Also, the wine must be hot, this rice wine can be drunk when it is hot, and the taste is even better."

Huo Yi and Yan Yu smiled together, and couldn't wait to praise Zhang Zhi's respect for the elderly and love for the young, and respected the elders. Chuan Gu, Wu Ma and Yang Ji and other Han generals couldn't wait to jump up together, shouting in unison: "Hou General, we are young, our stomachs can bear it! Each of us has to eat at least one elbow and drink three barrels of wine!"
Chapter completed!