I saw those Xu Jiajun holding torches sneaking towards the Acropolis. When they were still more than a hundred meters away from the Acropolis, they raised their hands in a gesture of surrender and put all their weapons on the ground.
Then he observed the Ma Jiajun soldiers at the city gate and waited cautiously for five minutes to make sure that the other party had understood the intention of him and others and would not shoot arrows randomly, and then continued to move forward with the baggage on his back.
Soon, they arrived at the gate of the Acropolis, quickly took off their burdens, turned around, picked up their weapons, and ran towards the Xu Jiajun camp.
The Ma family soldiers at the city gate waited for a long time until they saw these sneaky enemy troops disappearing into the camp. Then they sent someone downstairs to open the door to see what the enemy had thrown under the city gate.
There are a total of six khaki-colored baggage, no matter in color or style, they are exactly the same as the military quilts hung to dry in the military camp opposite.
Opening the large military quilt, there are fruits and vegetables of different colors inside.
The Ma family soldiers looked at each other with suspicion.
What the hell is Xu Jiajun doing? Does he plan to use these things to seduce them and then poison them to death?
But none of these things look like they have been poisoned.
I saw that the red one was as big as an adult's fist. It looked like a fruit. It was quite heavy to hold in my hand. When I held it up to my nose and smelled it, it had a different kind of fragrance.
"Do you know him?" Ma Jun, the city guard general, asked the subordinates beside him.
The soldiers shook their heads and said they had never seen it before.
Ma Jun looked at the pile of melons and fruits of different colors. One of them was particularly large and round, with dark green markings on it, making it look like a general's belly.
"Do you know this?" Ma Jun asked again.
All the soldiers still shook their heads, they had never seen it before!
"It's so damn weird. I have been living in Youzhou for generations and have never seen these weird things. What does Xu Jiajun mean?" Ma Jun cursed, still holding the few bundles in his hand.
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Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he found a folded piece of paper.
When I opened the paper and took a look, I saw that it was filled with words, all in simplified Chinese characters. The handwriting was crooked, as if it were thrown by a chicken. At a glance, I knew it must have been written by a soldier who had just learned to calligraphy.
Fortunately, Ma Jun could guess the general meaning of even the simplified Chinese characters that he didn't recognize even if he read half of them.
Instructions for using these fruits were written on the paper, and the other party also thoughtfully attached detailed recipes.
The first red fruit he picked up just now is called tomato. Chop it up and fry it with eggs. Sprinkle a little salt and a little sugar to make a tomato scrambled egg dish.
There are also those red and thin ones called red peppers, and those that look like lumps are called potatoes.
Cut the potatoes into shreds, cut the red pepper into shreds, add onions, ginger and garlic, pour hot oil into the iron pan and stir-fry, add a little vinegar, and a spicy and sour potato shreds is ready.
There is also the big melon with a general belly, which is called watermelon. Cut into pieces and can be eaten as red meat. It is sweet and juicy. A slice after a meal can relieve a thousand worries.
The more Ma Jun looked at it, the deeper his frown deepened. At this moment, the aroma that stimulated the taste buds in the military camp opposite had faded, but the saliva secreted from his mouth could no longer stop.
"Go, call the cooks and ask them to take these dishes and cook them according to the recipe." Ma Jun ordered impatiently.
It wasn't that he hadn't eaten enough in the afternoon, but his mind was filled with the strong and exciting aroma just now, which made him want to try it immediately to see if he could replicate it at home.
As for the watermelon with the general's belly, there were five in total. Ma Jun directed his men to carry these five to the main tent. After a while, he asked his lord for permission before deciding whether to eat or not.
By the way, let's see how his master is doing.
After a while, a spicy and choking smell came from the city, but they choked, and the soldiers began to secrete saliva unconsciously.
That’s what it tastes like!
This is the smell that just came out of the Xu Jiajun military camp!
The soldiers immediately surrounded the large stove in front of the cook's camp.
So at the same time, Ma Jun swallowed his saliva and brought watermelon to Ma Chao's main tent.
Ma Chao's bodyguard was standing outside the door handle with a serious look on his face.
Ma Jun felt the seriousness in the main tent and hesitated a little, but finally stepped forward and asked softly.
Unfortunately, the guard ignored him and pulled out his sword.
Immediately, Ma Jun's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that his lord was in danger?
However, he only panicked for a moment before Ma Jun calmed down. Seeing the solemn but not anxious expressions of the guards in front of him, he felt a little at ease.
If the lord is in danger, how can these guards still stand?
However, I can also feel that although the situation is not the worst, it is not good either.
Ma Jun was torn for a while, so he had to first ask the guards to tell them about the things Xu Jiajun had sent, and then he took five big watermelons to the cook camp.
Since the lord doesn't care, he will make the decision first and test whether these fruits and vegetables are poisonous or not for the lord.
Ma Jun asked his men to get a knife and cut the watermelon in half according to the instructions on the paper.
The bright red pulp and rich sweetness were exposed in front of the soldiers, and the sounds of saliva and swallowing made Ma Jun shudder and shout:
"Knock on your little promise, you want to take advantage of it before you even try the poison, you deserve to be poisoned to death!"
Cursing in his mouth, his hands were not slow at all, and he cut the melon into small pieces with a knife. He picked up one piece first and said righteously:
"This general will test for you whether it is poisonous or not."
After saying that, "Bai Liu" took a big bite of the bright red and juicy flesh. With that huge mouth, he wiped out a piece of watermelon in one bite.
The soldiers watched eagerly, and when they heard the sound of juice flowing across the water and smelled the sweet fragrance in the air, their mouths dropped.
But due to the relationship between superiors and subordinates, the soldiers could only ask: "Sir, how are you doing?"
"Sir, is this melon delicious?"
"Sir, this melon shouldn't be poisonous, right?"
"grown ups......"
Facing everyone's inquiries, Ma Jun didn't say a word, but immediately picked up another piece of watermelon, drank it in two mouthfuls, and then continued to reach for the third piece...
Poisonous or not, is there any need to say?
The soldiers went crazy and swarmed over. Countless hands reached out to the chopping board. When Ma Jun went to get the third piece, there was nothing in front of him.
Even the chopping board stained with melon juice was taken away and licked by some starving ghost.
Sweetness is the rarest taste in this era, and it is even more crazy than salty taste.
Usually there are flowers that can be squeezed out a little densely, and passers-by will not miss them. If you encounter a beehive, there will be good luck from heaven.
Wild fruits in the mountains are the fastest way for ordinary people to obtain sweetness. However, there are so few fruits and so many people that they can only taste them once or twice a year.
Liangzhou, as you can tell from its name, is remote, not rich in supplies, and very cold.
Years of war have disrupted the once prosperous Silk Road. The soldiers who guard the Liangzhou Pass all year round are exposed to wind and sun, and it is commonplace to not have enough to eat or wear or keep warm.
