Chapter 2127 Henan Consumers Association Complains About Cheng Sanlang Selling Fake Food
A group of escaped slaves also listened with interest. These big shots had been slaves for their entire lives.
The biggest big shot some people have ever seen is just the tribe leader.
Of course, the Dharma King who can protect the majority of Bon believers and Bon believers like them cannot be amiable and amiable. He should be fierce and ferocious, otherwise there will be no intimidation power.
The cold wind outside was still howling, and they huddled in the wooden and earthen huts that were still intact.
Warm yourself by the fire and listen to the rebel soldiers who were once slaves talk about their happy life under the rule of the Tang Dynasty.
The knife-like cold wind outside did not affect the fiery emotions of the people inside the house at all.
After seeing Dama and his team gradually regaining their strength, everyone's safety was guaranteed.
Jianba patted his thigh and stood up. "Brother Dama, it's time for me to go..."
"Let's go, where are you going?" Dama looked at Qianba with a surprised look on his face. The escaped slaves who originally thought they were safe or even fell asleep were also awakened.
"Don't worry, Baizi will lead fifty brothers to stay here to protect you. They will escort you to Chawarong City before leaving."
"As for me, I will continue to patrol the border in this area to see if there is another team like yours."
"In this horrible weather, if we patrol a little longer, they will have a better chance of survival."
Dama heard this and opened his mouth to speak, but Jampa, who noticed his thoughts, interrupted first.
"Brother Dama, the most important thing for you first is to settle down your family. With your ability, if you want to join the army, there will definitely be no problem."
"Okay, Qianba, kill more Tibetan bastards for me first. When I settle down my family, I will join you."
"That's natural." Qiangba also patted Dama's broad and strong shoulder vigorously, giving his promise.
Then he strode out of the house. Soon, the sound of people roaring and horses neighing could be heard. In a short time, the sound of thunderous hooves disappeared.
Dama and his team of escaped slaves are just one of countless teams running towards freedom.
At this moment, there are many teams of escaped slaves in Bowo, Yegong, Medog and many other places bordering southern Tibet.
They all took advantage of the bad weather and marched resolutely and arduously toward the area of Chawarong City that had become the territory of the Tang Dynasty.
There are twenty or thirty teams like Qianba's team that have been patrolling the border in this area.
Firstly, it was to prevent the Tubo people from suddenly invading, and secondly, it was to protect and lead the team of escaped slaves to the warm family of the Tang Dynasty.
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The bad weather on the plateau could not affect the warm atmosphere in Chavarong City at all.
Due to the continuous wars, countless Tubo people who were able to leave had already fled this administrative center in southern Tibet with their families and families.
The population in this city has been reduced by more than half.
However, with the various tribes moving and gathering here, and the resettlement of the escaped slaves, this place seems to be extraordinarily dynamic at the moment.
A large amount of food and supplies arrived in Chawarong City from Yaozhou via Jianchuan City, Tieqiao City, and Yuben City.
With food and all kinds of daily necessities, the people who were extremely poor under the rule of Tubo in the past felt that this was simply the most beautiful and happiest winter in their lives.
In Chawarong City, Li Ke, who used to be a carefree and lively governor when he was in Luzhou, is now so busy that he would rather die than live.
Every day, a large number of escaped slaves would appear in the areas around Chawarong City from all directions.
Even though Yaozhou has supported many scribes and officials, Li Ke, the governor of Yaozhou, still needs to make decisions on many matters.
Both he and Ren Yaxiang were so busy that they had to sprint at a speed of 100 meters to go to the toilet, otherwise they would be grabbed to solve new problems halfway.
Fortunately, during lunch and dinner every day, Li Ke strictly followed the standard of a gentleman eating without speaking.
Of course, bragging and spanking during meals used to be normal, but the problem is that now he really doesn't want to talk and just wants to have a good meal.
This is on a plateau, and it is not easy to have a full meal.
After all, it is normal for Guanzhong people to like pasta, but the problem is that this is a plateau. Brother Chu Bi has long said that if you want to eat well on this plateau, you must eat well.
Then you need to change your eating habits. For example, if you like to eat rice, well, I suggest you give up rice.
If you like noodles, please give up noodles.
Because on the plateau, for every thousand meters of elevation, the boiling point of water will decrease by three degrees.
Therefore, if you want to eat cooked rice on the plateau, you have to add water and boil it three or four times before the rice is cooked.
But what will the rice taste like after being cooked for so long? Tsk...
Just like noodles, after repeatedly adding water for three or four times, they are cooked, but what you see is no longer noodles, but a pot of batter.
Of course, the hard-working plateau people have already used their wisdom to come up with solutions and will not end up with half-cooked rice.
That is, although the boiling point of water has been lowered, you can still cook food without using water.
For example, baking, fumigation and other methods can also solve the problem. After all, Cheng Sanlang stayed in the western Sichuan area, and eating at the homes of local people was a great experience.
The only problem is that if you want to live well on the plateau, your quality of life must also be improved.
On the plateau, the dry-pot bamboo rat is still worth trying, but Li Ke has given up soup cakes on the plateau and switched to spicy spicy soup prepared by Cheng Sanlang with sesame cakes.
Although it is very unauthentic, future generations of Henan consumers may complain about Cheng Sanlang’s fake food, but the question is, these days, who has ever seen what a real spicy soup looks like?
Cheng Sanlang said it was spicy soup, but you said it wasn't, haha, let's lock it in the dark room for a week and see if you are still stubborn?
This is one of the Cheng family's methods of persuading people to be kind.
Just like now, Li Ke was eating dry pot bamboo rat, drinking wine, chewing a piece of Rao cake from time to time, and taking a sip of the spicy soup with a lot of pepper.
After three strokes, five strokes and two strokes, oily sweat broke out on his forehead, and he gasped for breath.
"Your Highness, do you want them to put less pepper next time?" Ren Yaxiang on the side wiped away the oily sweat on his forehead and made a suggestion.
"No, it's better to listen to Brother Chu Bi. He has said that a large amount of spices are good for the human body. And on the plateau, colds are the most avoidable..."