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Chapter 258

After the decision was made to move the old place, in the afternoon of that day, the prisoners of the Harpoon Brotherhood, who had only surrendered for a few hours, began to be forced to open their businesses.

Except for some women and boys, the others began to act as coolies under the escort of the Zhongzhou tribal guards.

The main thing is work, which is actually a process of helping carry the supplies that Hu Biao and others brought here all the way here.

In order to place these things, Hu Biao had people clear out the first floor of a three-story building, and then used the second and third floors as their residences, which could be considered as personally guarding them.

It is said that at the beginning, these prisoners had some resistance in their hearts.

However, when they saw that such a Zhongzhou tribe actually had a family fortune that was as rich as a hill.

Soon after, each of them had a significant change in their thinking.

After I started working, I worked extra hard.

Especially on that night, just a meal of instant noodles to celebrate the victory in the battle, plus a meal of expired cans, made the original members of the Harpoon Brotherhood completely come home.

There is no need to follow any tricks with them.

When there are cheap flavors and additives in instant noodles, a fragrance that is extremely overbearing to the poor sense of smell of the indigenous people lingers in the air.

Each prisoner's face had a vivid look of expectation.

And after such a rich taste exploded on their taste buds, these people's faces suddenly lit up.

The moonlight on such a night seemed to be brighter for several minutes.

Especially Hu Biao and the others were thinking that although almost all of the prisoners had been taken care of by the effect of such a meal, some methods still had to be used.

So under the organization of the swordsman, a group of prisoners who had hardly eaten a full meal sat around in the open space outside the camp.

Liu Xiaohua, such a beautiful black girl from the Baiyun Mountain area, stood up generously under the drooling gazes of many gentlemen.

Then they talked about a huge change in their lives in the past few months in public.

Specifically, when fair-skinned adults like Hu Biao magically appeared, everything for them suddenly changed.

I have to say that Liu Xiaohua's eloquence is quite good.

Under her eloquent narration, those hard mooncakes that could kill a dog were described by her as a delicacy in the world, sweeter than honey.

The success made the captives, who were finally full, have another mouthful of saliva in their mouths.

And when they drifted all the way, the journey, which was extremely boring for Hu Biao and the others, was filled with ups and downs as she recited the words.

So much so that the eyes of all the captives lit up on the spot.

Especially some of the teenagers, they all looked like they were dumbfounded.

Perhaps for these people who have spent their entire lives wandering around such a small piece of land, a brand new window suddenly opened in front of them.

You must know that in the heritage of such a nation, there are great figures such as Zhang Qian, Ban Chao, and Xu Xiake.

More importantly, Liu Xiaohua painted for them the big cakes that Hu Biao once drew.

Plenty of food so they never have to worry about going hungry, pairs of brand new shoes and clothes, and a spacious and sturdy room.

Children go to the schools they should go to at their age, and adults go to the factories they should go to at this time.

In short, these things that are extremely common in the modern plane sound to these captives like a sweet dream that they are unwilling to wake up from.

For a moment, I looked over from Hu Biao's perspective and noticed that the eyes of these people were shining brightly.

It's like the stars in the sky suddenly fell to the ground.

This allowed Hu Biao to confirm that they were willing to fight to the death with incoming opponents just for the sake of hope for the future.

In short, Liu Xiaohua's story ended at about 10 o'clock in the evening.

But on the night when the meeting ended, many prisoners suffered from insomnia.

Perhaps deep in their souls and blood, the genetic gene for farming has revived without them even noticing it...

The relocation work regarding the camp and supplies was completed in the evening on the second day, the third day after Hu Biao and the others came this time, with the considerable manpower available now.

As a result, the headquarters of the Harpoon Brotherhood became history, and the Zhongzhou tribe had a new headquarters with a total of five small western-style buildings.

In fact, under the force of a large number of people, the small trucks were pulled onto the highway one after another, and finally pushed all the way to the new camp.

Even these cars were quickly repaired by Bianpo, who was proficient in mechanics, and other team members who had more or less knowledge.

Who told me that when they came here this time, Hu Biao and the others didn't even bring any fuel.

Regarding this point, Hu Biao and others also thought of a solution in the future, which is nothing more than mixing some water into oils such as diesel and gasoline.

As long as the oil mixed with water is left for a period of time, the two will automatically stratify due to the difference in density, and the oil will float on the water.

When the time comes, just separate the top layer of oil.

The operation is very simple, just call it a skilled person.

*****

From the big pot in front of him, Hu Biao picked up a chopstick of juicy shepherd's purse. After staining some condiments on the chili dish in front of him, Hu Biao happily stuffed it into his mouth.

Suddenly, an indescribable delicious taste burst out in the mouth, which was so refreshing.

For this reason, Hu Biao pointed a thumbs up at the chef of this feast, Qingtian, the team's first cook, and also praised:

"I said Qingtian, your boy's skills are really good, isn't he?"

After hearing this, Qingtian, who was competing with a fish head, raised his chin and nodded slightly, looking a little reserved.

Calculating carefully, today is already the night of their third day here.

At this moment, they can basically be sure that they have successfully swallowed such an unexpected piece of fat from the Harpoon Brotherhood.

But after swallowing it, the number and scale of their subordinates suddenly increased several times.

If I use a slightly exaggerated word, it can be described as a process like a snake swallowing an elephant.

Therefore, in order to avoid indigestion, it was necessary for Hu Biao to have an internal Zhuge Liang meeting within the team; however, a serious meeting was a bit too formal.

In line with the mentality of "our Zhongzhou team does not engage in formalism", Hu Biao decided to have a few tables in the evening and talk while eating.

Just today, when Mazi and the others went fishing, they caught several mutated silver carp, or mutated fat-headed fish.

Ever since a nuclear war occurred in the historical line of the apocalyptic world, the creatures on this planet have become somewhat unrecognizable.

For example, silver carp, an original freshwater fish, can now live in diluted salt water.

Moreover, it has become larger in size, its scales have become harder, and sharp teeth have grown on its mouth. In short, if they hadn't seen the iconic brain case, Hu Biao and the others would have been unable to recognize it.

Fortunately, Hu Biao and the others used a repaired Geiger counter to measure this thing themselves.

Except for the internal organs and fish scales, the radiation value in other places was found to be quite weak.

So what are you waiting for? Let Qingtian make arrangements right away. After some planning, Qingtian used fish heads and tails to make a milky white hot pot bottom.

Then the thick fish was cut into thin slices, and the lunch meat was also cut into thin slices.

And in the apocalyptic world, wild vegetables are the easiest to obtain, so everyone prepared to have a hot hot pot together.

On a relatively cool night, while sweating and eating such a hot pot meal, we talked about future plans and things that the team needs to improve.

Overall, it's quite a fun experience.

The only pity is that they did not bring some white wine mixed with water this time, which was a bit lacking in such a feast.

Fortunately, the milky white and delicious fish soup and the juicy and tender wild vegetables made them relatively satisfied.


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