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Chapter 18 Chang'an One

Chapter 18 Chang'an (1)

After completing the special training that lasted all morning and half a morning, Hu Biao and others didn't even take a break, so they started making big buns filled with beef stuffing with their sore and numb arms.

Thanks to Hu Biao and others making the noodles and mincing the meat fillings in advance before going to bed last night.

Then, the meat fillings were hung in the well in a bamboo basket to prevent the meat fillings from spoiling, so their lunch preparation was quite smooth.

After the fist-sized buns were wrapped by everyone, they were placed directly on the big pot, and the grates made of red wicker began to steam over high heat.

Because after each grate is separated by wooden blocks, another grate is added on top, which means that one pot can steam sixty or seventy large buns.

Basically, it only takes about twenty minutes for a large pot of steamed buns to be cooked.

The moment you opened the lid of the pot, the aroma of wheat mixed with mutton fat, onions, and shallots hit your face. It was indescribably sultry.

Generally speaking, Hu Biao and other unscrupulous cooks are quite efficient in terms of efficiency.

The only problem is that, except for the buns made by some northern gentlemen, which look a little similar, the buns made by Hu Biao and other southern netizens are really weird.

Even after it was steamed, a big hole opened, revealing the meat filling.

Of course, the above-mentioned minor problems that are not good-looking are simply trivial matters that are not important at all to Zhang Tiezhu and other rough old men.

Just eat! As long as it tastes delicious.

After they took one bite, half of the fist-sized buns were almost gone, and they had another bite of lamb soup stewed with lamb bones, haggis and carrots, and sprinkled with some pepper noodles and chopped green onions.

In Zhang Tiezhu's words, even a god would not change this feeling.

There is no doubt that the lunch meal of big beef stuffed buns and haggis soup has also been widely praised by the veterans.

Every soldier and civilian in the city who had eaten steamed buns and haggis soup gave them a thumbs up.

It is precisely because of this that when I think about it, in one and a half days, I and my group will leave this world and return to the modern plane. It is estimated that they will never come here again.

Hu Biao and the others felt the guilt of a deserter in their hearts becoming more and more intense.

Instinctively, I want to do more within my ability.

After the meal, they didn't even take a short rest, and immediately began to get busy with richer and more extensive preparations for the evening.

This time, they are preparing various foods such as dumplings, kebabs, beef noodles, sauerkraut noodles, and shaved noodles.

Anyway, in order to do their best, they planned to exhaust all their skills.

As for why they basically eat pasta, that’s because Hu Biao and the others knew based on their recent understanding that most of these veterans came from the northern region.

Then the love for pasta must have been deeply rooted in their bones for a long time.

Don’t eat noodles? What else can you eat?

Even when Hu Biao was chopping the meat, he was thinking that in order to allow more people in the Anxi Army to eat some decent pasta in the last moments of their lives.

This guy still had the courage to ask for an audience with Mr. Liu, the senior official of the fourth rank in the army.

Maybe it was the mutton steamed buns yesterday, and the big steamed buns stuffed with mutton at noon today. Mr. Liu Changshi ate a lot of them.

In response to Hu Biao's request, Liu Changshi, an army officer who learned more details about the battle, readily agreed. Soon, more than two hundred veterans who were trembling when walking came to help and help with whatever they could.

matter.

After all, Mr. Changshi took action, and the scene could not be made small; under his arrangement, the delicious meal in the evening was directly expanded to the extent that the whole city participated.

When it got dark, he ordered people to open the warehouse and move out many barrels of expensive wine.

There is a tendency to have a good meal and drink before a big battle and destroy all the good things...

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It's night! A carnival started in Kucha City, involving almost everyone.

Except for some sentries that needed to be on duty, everyone in the city, both soldiers and civilians, gathered around numerous fires and started the last carnival before the war.

First, each person drank at least two large bowls of soup cakes, which were extremely delicious to them, after filling their stomachs.

They ate mutton skewers and dumplings one after another, and started drinking wine.

It was also at this time that Hu Biao and the others were finally free.

Because for these muttons that have been marinated in advance, any Hu people in the city can control the heat of grilled mutton skewers much better than them, and the taste is also better.

As a result, many netizens also joined in the carnival.

When they are happy after eating and drinking, some beautiful orchid girls from the Hu merchants in the city are the first to come on stage and dance the Hu whirling dance; the open space next to the bonfire is their shining stage.

Hu Xuan Dance is almost one of the most popular dances in the Tang Dynasty. Compared with other dances in Guanzhong, the rhythm is bright, galloping, and cheerful, and the movements also include many rotations and pedaling.

It is undoubtedly the most exciting dance in this large-scale carnival.

The most important thing is that although those orchid girls smell a little bit louder due to their personal lifestyle and hygiene habits, they are really in good shape.

Especially when they are wearing tight-fitting dresses and spinning around in circles, they are so beautiful and seductive.

Jumping, jumping, Hu Biao saw Zhang Tiezhu and other old guys, laughed and jumped up; soon after, Hu Biao and others couldn't help but join in.

At this moment, everyone in the city is so happy.

For Hu Biao and others, to be honest, these so-called fine wines are simply garbage to modern people.

Expensive grape wine that needs to be drunk with a luminous cup. For modern people like them, it doesn't taste as good as the 19.9 yuan bottle of red wine in the supermarket after the discount.

It is so famous that it is said that the founding generals such as Cheng Yaojin and Li Jing were extremely fond of this Sanler wine.

It tastes like some Chinese medicine with alcohol, or a Chinese medicine with only about 15 degrees of alcohol; in terms of taste, it is far inferior to Erguotou from the modern plane.

But none of the above is actually important.

The important thing is that when the atmosphere is up, drinking water will make people happy.

Eating mutton kebabs and sipping these bad wines in big mouths; these visitors from the modern plane all showed an astonishing capacity for drinking these low-alcohol drinks.

By the time I was a bit drunk, all the tension I had felt over the past few days had disappeared at this moment.

After the song, Hu Biao walked away with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, found a stone and sat down, picked up the wine glass on the side and took a big sip.

The sour drink entered his mouth, but he felt an indescribable pleasure.

At the same time, other netizens and veterans of the Second Cavalry Team also made almost the same actions.

But after Zhang Tiezhu drank a large glass of Sanlejiang in one gulp, he said solemnly to Hu Biao and others who were not far away:

"Fine wine, good food, and these big-butted orchids, the brothers haven't had such a good time in a long time.

Baby named Hu, on behalf of these old guys, I want to thank you; if you still have the chance to return to Chang'an in the future, I will definitely invite you to have a meal at a good wine restaurant in Chang'an city."

All in all, by this time tomorrow, Hu Biao and others will almost have returned to the modern plane, and they probably won't come back again in the future.

The scar-faced team leader Zhang Tiezhu, so the promises he made were of course useless.

But as soon as they heard the word 'Chang'an', Hu Biao and the others immediately became excited, as if their dizzy heads were suddenly sober because of the drunkenness.

Don't look at 'Chang'an', it is just a simple place name.

But I don’t know that the hearts of many Chinese descendants are filled with some special feelings; perhaps, it means that they represent a glorious history in their hearts after being passed down from ear to ear since childhood.

How could they not be interested in such a place?

Due to the limitations of the system tasks, they may not have the opportunity to go there to see it, but it does not prevent them from hearing what that city was like from the mouths of the Tang people of this era.

(End of chapter)


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