.Chapter 250 Steamed buns

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Home will become more and more lively...

Heizi's ears moved, and he listened carefully to the movements in the house. It was still the same frequency and rhythm. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he flew down the mountain, drilled into the forest, and disappeared...

Spring is coming, everything will revive...

The sun rose to halfway up, about eleven o'clock, far away in the outer mountains and forests of the Mausoleum of the Shihuang, Yu Zhongcheng and Professor Wang Zheng led thirty soldiers to lurk quietly.

This forest is only about one kilometer away from the outermost periphery of the Shihuang Mausoleum, but the terrain is relatively high. It is hidden on the mountain and on the trees, which can capture the outline of the entire imperial mausoleum.

"It turns out that there is much less..." Yu Zhongcheng lay on the top of the mountain, holding a telescope in his hand, and carefully observing the situation in the imperial tomb.

"It's useless if there are fewer. We only have thirty-two people. If we rush in, we will definitely not be able to get out..." Professor Wang Zheng said.

"I didn't say rush in. I mean there are fewer monsters in the imperial tomb. If you want to rush in, you must have secret weapons, otherwise, many people will die if they go in..." Yu Zhongcheng said.

"If you want me to say it, let them tinker in it. Their intuition is much more sensitive than humans. When they dig out the secrets of the imperial tomb, we will have another orchid bird behind. Wouldn't it be a killing two birds with one stone?" Professor Wang Zheng said.

"Oh my god, I want to go with me. We won't be in harmony, right?" Yu Zhongcheng looked at Professor Wang Zheng in surprise.

"Get out, don't bother me..." Professor Wang Zheng was so angry.

"Captain..." At this time, a warrior deliberately lowered his call came from below.

"Why is the situation in bottle?" Yu Zhongcheng knew who the voice was without looking at it. He was very familiar with the voice of every soldier under his command. The soldier who spoke was named Zhao Ping, and he was a chatterbox. He usually talked a lot like a playboy, which was very annoying. And he was a Sichuan mouth. He didn't know how to understand it. So everyone gave him a nickname, "Bottle" to make it tight-lipped, which was also everyone's helpless move... This guy is really annoying.

"Report to the leader of the group, a few fellow villagers just passed by the foot of the mountain. We tried to negotiate with them. They heard that they were residents of nearby towns and had suffered beast disasters in the town. No one died. They were going to take refuge in Xi'an..." Zhao Ping climbed to Yu Zhongcheng's side and said in a low voice.

"Next time, either speak Mandarin or Sichuan dialect. Who can understand your fusion language?" Yu Zhongcheng said with a dark face.

"Hehehe..." Zhao Ping smiled, "Captain, what should we do?" The fellow villager said, there are many people in the town. Those monsters attack every three days, and the scale is getting bigger and bigger, and more and more people die. When they escaped, there were 305 people. On the way, there were only eight monsters left to eat..."

"So many people died, you kid can even laugh. You are so heartless..." Professor Wang Zheng glared at Zhao Ping and said.

"We only look like this..." Zhao Ping said with a bitter face.

By the way, it was as if he had said it. Even if he had a bitter face, he would still look like he was smiling.

"Okay..." Yu Zhongcheng patted his shoulder, "Go back and notify everyone, be ready for battle, and make a copy before recovering the Mausoleum of the First Emperor, first make a copy and rescue the fellow villagers..."

"Okay..." Zhao Ping quickly responded, and then quietly went down the mountain.

"Have you heard of kittens fishing? I feel that you are half-hearted enough. Your father asked you to retake the Mausoleum of the First Emperor. You should take the Mausoleum of the First Emperor as your top priority..." Professor Wang Zheng curled his lips and spoke sarcastic words.

"What's my father?? It's Commander Yu..." Yu Zhongcheng's tone was quite unkind and he glanced at Professor Wang Zheng, "If it were my father, I wouldn't come..."

"You boy, you are such an unfilial son..." Professor Wang Zheng raised his eyebrows and said.

"You can't have both fish and bear's paws. I'll give up fish and take the bear's paws. Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety cannot be achieved at the same time. Old comrade, you must face reality bravely..." Yu Zhongcheng sat up, patted the old professor's shoulder, then stood up, patted his butt, and went down the mountain.

"This kid, you're a bit awkward..." Professor Wang Zheng laughed, got up, and went down the mountain.

Those fellow villagers were detained by the soldiers, and the fellow villagers were quite cooperative. After all, they were the People's Liberation Army soldiers. They had suffered disasters before, and they were all the soldiers who were in charge. The people recognized them quite well. Besides, they were also trying to save the fellow villagers. They had seen life and death more often in the past few days, and their nerves were very irritated by the bloody scenes. They themselves had long put life and death aside. Even if they were caring for, it was useless. It was not something that human power could disobey. It depends on the appetite of the monsters.

It was equivalent to the fact that when Zhongsheng came down from the mountain, thirty soldiers and eight fellow villagers had already gathered in one place and was waiting to set off.

"Hmm?" Yu Zhongcheng frowned at eight fellow villagers carrying hoes, shovels, and a peasant uprising army.

Looking at the young man who was obviously an officer, when he looked at them, his slightly frown brows made the villagers feel uneasy, and they didn't know where they made the officer unhappy.

"Zhao Ping..." Yu Zhongcheng looked at Zhao Ping holding a spear next to him, "For these fellow villagers, just leave one to lead the way, and you will take the rest back to Zhaozhuang..."

"Why is it me?" Zhao Ping was a little unhappy. He also wanted to follow the team leader to fight monsters.

"Why are you? Because you talk too much, you are annoyed..." Yu Zhongcheng didn't take care of other people's face at all, and he said it directly.

"Hahaha..." In addition to Zhao Ping's red face, the soldiers all laughed, and even a few fellow villagers laughed.

"You are... you are discriminating, you are envious, I envy you for having a good mouth..." Zhao Ping made everyone smile as red as a monkey's butt.

"I'm just discriminating against you..." Leader Yu Da's decision was unquestionable. He waved his hand, "Hurry up, take a few fellow villagers back to Zhaozhuang and tell the left-behind comrades that we may go back later today..."

"Yes..." Although he was quite reluctant, Zhao Ping still responded loudly, this is how the soldiers were, and all actions were followed.

So, Zhao Ping returned to Zhaozhuang with seven fellow villagers. Yu Zhongcheng and thirty-one others, but under the leadership of a fellow villager, he rushed towards the town where they lived.

"Uncle, why are you so enlightened?" The fellow villager who led the way was an old man in his sixties. He was quite strong in shape. He looked like an honest farmer at first glance, so Yu Zhongcheng talked side by side with him.

"I'm old and don't have much time to live..." The old man answered very simply, without any dissatisfaction.

"This enlightenment is not worse than Lei Feng..." Yu Zhongcheng smiled.

"I'm all watching them grow up. I can't send them black-haired people..." The old man's tone was a little dull, and the old man's eyes were already full of tears. He thought of nearly 300 people who were eaten on the road, and many of them were grown up when he watched them grow up.

"Uncle, don't worry. As long as we are here, we will never let monsters eat people..." Yu Zhongcheng said.

"Comrade of the People's Liberation Army, with your words, the old man is willing to die..." The old man wiped his tears and speeded up his pace. Time waited for no one. He lived for most of his life and experienced many storms. Naturally, he knew the truth that saving people is like putting out a fire. You must know that sometimes one minute later, earth-shaking changes will occur. He wants to take the People's Liberation Army soldiers to rescue the fellow villagers as soon as possible.

The town where the old man lived was not too far from the Mausoleum of Shihuang, which was only four kilometers in total. The group marched again. It took only half an hour to reach the entrance of the town. However, everyone was not in a good mood, because along the way, the fragments of corpses on the road made them feel extremely heavy. The closer they got to the town, the more fragments of corpses were. What was particularly unacceptable was a female palm with a ring, and the palm was still holding a child's little hand tightly.

"The famous town? This name has a very unique personality..." Looking at the three big words on the monument, Yu Zhongcheng couldn't help but shake his head and admire. Although his mood was not very good, as a qualified officer, it was necessary to relieve the emotions of the soldiers.

"Comrade of the People's Liberation Army, this is Yuming Town..." He still knew the name of the old man, no matter whether he could read or not, at least he had known the name of the town he lived in for generations.

"Yu Ming Town?? Why do I look a little awkward?? So that's the case..." Yu Zhongcheng smiled embarrassedly and looked carefully. It turned out that the color of the word "Yu" on the monument, on the ear knife of the word "Yu" and on the head of the word "Ming Cao" had dropped, and the three big characters were written vertically, so Yu Ming Town became a famous town.

Of course, Yu Zhongcheng must have seen the faded ear knife and the word "老妇".

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Brother, hurry up and notify everyone to gather and move to Zhaozhuang for refuge as soon as possible. The soldiers will go around to guard the enemy and not let monsters take advantage of the loopholes..." Professor Wang Zheng waved his hand and said.

"Friends, come out quickly, the People's Liberation Army comrades are here to pick us up..." The soldiers all scattered. When they were on guard around, the old man directly got into the town and shouted loudly on the street.

Hearing the old man's voice, all the surviving residents in the town were excited to come out of their homes. When the People's Liberation Army rescued them, they were naturally happy and excited. These days, the feeling of being frustrated with mermaid meat was almost suffocating. It would be strange if they were not ecstatic if they were not ecstatic.

The bloody events these days have sublimated the spirit of the residents. Everyone has automatically and consciously obeyed the command of the People's Liberation Army. They carried food, clothes, bedding and other essential items in daily life, and under the arrangement of the People's Liberation Army soldiers, they walked towards Zhaozhuang in an orderly manner.

At noon, Baijiaao has a leisurely pastoral scenery. In the strong sunshine, smoke from cooking stoves spreads and the wind blows, and the chickens crow and dogs bark. A few old hens, led by a big reed rooster, were scattered and eaten in the yard.

"I said, sir, I really don't know how to burn fire..." Zhu Tianfeng sat on the side of the pot with a frown, skillfully pulling the bellows and filling the stove pit with firewood.

"Shut up, you lazy guy, you are so burning. How dare you say you can't burn the fire? Believe it or not, I'll fill you into the stove hall?" Yao Ji kneaded the dough aside, and her beautiful eyes glared at Zhu Tianfeng fiercely.

"Yes, yes..." Zhu Tianfeng immediately became honest. The bellows were stools under his butt were restless due to excessive force. The legs in front were lifted up one after another. Looking at that look, it looked like a male dog urinating.

"Hmph..." Yao Ji smiled proudly, and the dough was not stopped at all. However, I did too much physically consuming work this morning, and the dough was kneading back and forth. Therefore, after kneading for a long time, I was a little overwhelmed and my breathing became obviously rapid.

"Are you tired?? I told you that I can't burn the fire..." Zhu Tianfeng stood up, washed his hands in the basin, walked to Yao Ji, and slapped her butt egg, "Hurry up, burn the fire, let your dear husband show you your skills today..."

"You bad guy..." Yao Ji's face turned red, and her flour-stained little hands rubbed on the basin, rubbed the dough on it into the basin, and then twisted Zhu Tianfeng's arm, twisted his little butt to the side of the pot and burned the fire.

"Hmph, I have some experience in kneading dough steamed buns. This morning, I kneaded the dough for a whole morning..." Zhu Tianfeng smiled proudly and started kneading dough.

"You bad guy..." Yao Ji's face turned red. Yao Ji naturally knew what Zhu Tianfeng meant. He rubbed it this morning... He said it like this. It was really bad.

"Hahaha..." Zhu Tianfeng laughed even more proudly. Yao Ji's coquettish and angry look was the greatest encouragement to him. When he kneaded the dough, he became even more excited.

Zhu Tianfeng's kneading dough is quite standard compared to Yao Ji. The posture is obviously the posture of a chef. Knead it for a while, add some water, feel the stickiness of the dough below, or sprinkle some alkaline noodles, grab a handful of flour until the dough doesn't stick to the basin, and this side is reconciled.

"Comrade Lanlan, is the water in the pot boiling?" Zhu Tianfeng put the dough on the chopping board, rubbed it into long strips, then pulled it into fist-sized dosage, and began to knead the steamed buns.

To be honest, the chopping board is also very large, 1.5 meters long and about one meter wide, with a thickness of about eight centimeters. It is made of several boards together. Judging from its appearance, it looks like a bench, but the legs are replaced with two horizontal bars. Generally speaking, the two horizontal bars are at the bottom, so the chopping board will not get dirty.

The side with horizontal bars is usually used to chop meat filling, with the oil on the plate being slightly sunken, and the other side is made of pasta and cut vegetables. The board is flat and has some flour sticks to it, with a very strong farmhouse flavor.

As for chopping boards, meat and vegetables are different from noodles. In the past, people would worship gods during festivals and festivals. Gods do not eat meat and must not be confused with people. In this way, the meat filling should be used only one noodles. As a result, if the meat filling is chopped too much, the noodles will begin to sink. After all, the strength used for chopping filling and rolling noodles is definitely different.

"It'll be fine soon..." Yao Ji gave the man annoyed and said in a sweet voice.

"Comrade Lanlan, do you have any thoughts when you see it? Do you think it looks more like...hehehe..." Zhu Tianfeng held a kneaded steamed bun and showed off in front of Yao Ji, with an indescribable smile.

"You..." Yao Ji was both angry and funny, and gave him a vicious look, "I can't see..." He turned around and burned the fire, ignoring him.

"Oh, I forgot. I have to put a red date on it. If you bite it, it will be sweet..." Zhu Tianfeng said with a smile.

"Zhu Tianfeng, if you dare to bully me again, do you believe it or not, I will fight you??" Yao Ji was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it. The pair of jade peaks on her chest felt a little hot, especially the two red dates on the top, which seemed to be bitten, and felt a numb feeling.

"What's wrong?? Do you want to squeeze me out?" Zhu Tianfeng smiled so badly.

"I'm so angry, you bad guy, let's talk about it after you finish cooking..." Yao Ji turned her head angrily and refused to pay attention to him.

"My cute baby, do we have red dates at home?" Zhu Tianfeng asked while kneading the dough.

"You hate it. If you dare to put red dates on it, I won't eat it..." Yao Ji was stimulated again, shy and angry, her little face was red and her beautiful eyes glared at him angrily.

"Where do you want to go?" Zhu Tianfeng gave her a blank look, "You said yourself, I am a sheep in wolf's skin, that is, how can you do such a despicable thing? I care that you want dates, because I want two flower cakes for you. When we were steaming buns in our hometown, we wrapped the dates in the noodles and put them in the pot with the steamed buns. Don't say it, it's delicious..."

Flower cakes are also called Chongyang cakes. The methods are different in different places. Some are made of glutinous rice flour, some are made of flour, some are made of rough, and some are made fine, so we cannot go into it in depth.

"What do some people think in their hearts? He knows it in his heart..." Yao Ji pouted and sneered.

"Then tell me, do you want to eat flower cakes?" Zhu Tianfeng said.

"I want to eat..." Yao Ji looked at Zhu Tianfeng with a smile and said.

"Why don't you hurry up and take the dates? Let your husband show off your skills and sweeten your little tiger teeth..." Zhu Tianfeng urged with a smile.

"What a pity..." Yao Ji smiled faintly, "There are everything at home, but there are no dates..."

"It doesn't matter if there are no dates, it's okay to find a few red beans..." Zhu Tianfeng said with a smile.

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