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Section 19 Rice buckets, all rice buckets

Departing in June and returning in August, Yun Ye participated in the armed parade of the Zuowuwei Army. There was no impassionedness as imagined, only extreme fatigue and boredom. The Qiang people were like rabbits running around in the mountains and plains, with no success.

The organized resistance, the confrontation without a plan, the resistance in the lair was rather a naked massacre. The Zuowuwei army was like a mountain moving over, crushing all living creatures. In the face of absolute power, the plan is ridiculous

, there may be examples of defeating more with less, but it will never happen between the Qiang and the Tang army. The Qiang, this once glorious nation, are not even qualified to be enemies in front of the great military might of the Tang Dynasty. Zuo Wu

There were eleven armies like the Wei in the Tang Dynasty. Cheng Yaojin had always hoped to show off his reputation as a famous general by fighting against the Turks or Tubo people, but the Tubo people were too busy fighting for the highest power on the plateau to show their ability as a famous general.

Heeding Cheng Yaojin's provocation, the Turks fled back to the prairie. Although they were raided by Changsun Wuji and lost the captured slaves, their gains outweighed their losses and they hid in the grasslands and no longer showed their faces. The world seemed to calm down overnight, as if the war had stopped.

There has never been anything like this, except for General Cheng's clamoring to rush into the grassland and take Jie Li's head. His clamor was ignored. The entire Tang Dynasty seemed to have forgotten that there was General Cheng Yaojin, or was too ashamed to talk about it.

And. Since you sent Zuo Wuwei to eat in Longyou, you should eat well in Longyou. Don't kill this or that if there is nothing to do. The world will be quiet. This is not easy. It will give the people of the Tang Dynasty a chance to breathe.

Bar.

Yun Ye was unlucky. Ever since General Cheng ate the noodles, he had been bragging to a group of old friends about how delicious the noodles were and how unparalleled they were in the world. Niu Jinda said that Yun Ye’s official credentials were all written by me.

, begging for a bowl of noodles shouldn’t be a problem, right? He sat down at Yun Ye’s tent and waited for the meal with a smile. There was no other way, Yun Ye felt that these people couldn’t refuse, so instead of inviting one of his brothers, he might as well just invite someone from the military.

My colleagues on the counter ate together, and the long-term pain was worse than the short-term pain. I took out all the chili peppers and poured them with oil to make a large bowl of red oil. Then I asked the logistics camp worker to pick a large basket of wild vegetables and called three cooks to help. Among them were

Yun Ye, the one who was beaten, could not feel at ease after bullying others. I believe that the three of them should have learned how to splash noodles after this dinner, and those military academies, large and small, will not bother them in the future. Collect

There are more than twenty giant soup bowls and a large pot that can cook a whole sheep. Everything is ready, just waiting for the guests to arrive.

The guests came and then left. They were hungry when they came and staggered when they left. Yun Ye was left alone and sighed to the moon. Twenty-six men, twenty-six generals, twenty-six rice buckets, a total of eighty kilograms of flour.

, a barrel of vegetable oil, and two large baskets of wild vegetables were swallowed up by these uncles. They ate so much that they complained that the bowl was only as big as the bowl. In fact, there was not much. The way of eating was quite fresh, so it was just a taste.

Wasn't it delicious to even taste the noodle soup? The three cooks fell to the ground to recuperate, their tongues sticking out as long as dogs, and their butts were full of footprints, all kicked by these bastards who were too slow. Yun Ye regretted inviting these scum.

When it comes to eating, isn't it said that the ancients were well-educated, sensible, and put others before themselves? Why did after Lao Cheng and Lao Niu finish the meal, the rest rushed up, including Huang Zhien, who was obsessed with arithmetic these days, and ate

After finishing one bowl, he shouted loudly for another bowl. He was not afraid of dying. He kicked the cook and fished out the noodles. This university scholar, who is known as a famous mathematician, was not strange to others. Apparently he was like this every day.

If you stay in a house of orchids for a long time, you will not notice its fragrance; if you live in an abalone restaurant for a long time, you will not notice its smell. This famous saying touched Yun Ye greatly, and he must put it on his agenda to leave Zuowuwei, an abalone restaurant. I rewarded three

The cook paid a lot of money and watched them leave happily. Yun Ye touched his flat belly, went back to his tent and fell asleep.

Opening the curtain early in the morning, moisture with a muddy smell hit his face. He slept too hard last night, and the heavy rain didn't wake Yun Ye up. With the rain curtain outside the door, Yun Ye suddenly remembered what he had planted.

After the potatoes came to the account in twos and threes, I saw that the potato seedlings in the five large vats were growing very well. They had grown to a foot and a half tall in two months. The leaves were green and thick, covering the entire mouth of the vat.

They are arranged in the shape of a plum blossom, with a thatched pavilion on top to protect these potatoes from the heavy rain. Occasionally, a few drops of rainwater leak down and splash on the leaves, causing crystal water splashes. The green leaves tilt downward, and the remaining rainwater slides down the leaves.

, and disappeared in a thick shade in a flash. Yun Ye was relieved. During the two months of his absence, these potatoes had been well taken care of. Looking at the few bunches of buds among the leaves, Yun Ye became excited. Five more

The lavender potato flowers will bloom in six days, and there will be a harvest if there are flowers. I have been worried that the vitality of these potatoes will be destroyed when they pass through the wormhole. It seems that it is okay, and my plan to make money has not been setback. Waiting for this

Once the potatoes are grown and turned into seeds, as long as they don't degrade, Yun Ye is confident that he can plant them on a hundred acres in less than three years. There are still a thousand acres of fertile land in Chang'an. He believes that it is not difficult to make a fortune with this new crop of potatoes.

When Yun Ye was drooling and dreaming about the future where copper coins would rain down from the sky, a stout man staggered out of the rain and walked into the pavilion. Yun Ye was deep in thought, so he did not disturb him and stood quietly waiting for Yun Ye.

Ye came back to his senses. This man was Zhuang Santing, whom Yun Ye had brought back from the brink of death. Because he was too seriously injured, the Qiang people did not take him with them during this round of encirclement and suppression, and let him stay in the camp to recuperate. A month ago, Zhuang Santing

After three stops, he was able to go to the ground, and he had nothing to do in the empty camp. Hearing that Yun Ye had left a few flowers and plants, he ran to take a look, but was blocked by the guards. He said that this was the lord's favorite thing, and even the commander-in-chief

They all attached great importance to it, and no one was allowed to enter. Only two flower farmers carefully took care of these flowers and plants. Zhuang Santing became more and more strange, when did the marshal care about flowers and plants? He was practicing swordsmanship in the mansion and accidentally chopped down his wife's beloved peony bush.

Being chased by the madam has become a joke, but now he ordered people to take good care of Lord Yun's flowers and plants. It's strange and strange that he had to persuade the guards to let him in to watch. At the first sight, Zhuang Santing, who was born in a farmer's family, concluded that this was not the case.

Flowers and plants, although I don’t know what the handsome lord is doing, it must be of great importance. Maybe these are precious herbs grown by the lord. Zhuang Santing looks forward to it when he thinks of the lord’s magic. How can the lord’s treasure

Letting those unrelated flower farmers take care of it, if something went wrong, the life-saving medicinal materials would be gone, so he moved his tent to the potato seedlings, built a straw shed, and planted the potato seedlings at sunrise.

Put it outside the shed, and then move it back to the shed at sunset. Take care of it carefully every day, loosen the soil, water it, and catch insects. Seeing the potato seedlings growing up day by day, and flower buds growing in recent days, Zhuang San

He was overjoyed for no reason. It rained heavily last night and he got up three times to check whether the thatched hut was secure. When he saw that everything was normal, he went to sleep peacefully. Not long after he fell asleep, he heard footsteps outside and got up to check. It turned out to be the Duke.

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