After Chen Cheng took over, the injuries of the wounded in the city quickly stabilized. Within a few days, not a single seriously injured person died, although there were soldiers howling and howling every day in the sanatorium, which was very scary. I heard that he wanted to cook crabs for dinner.
Many people came over to help, and even more people stood around and watched.
"It's so big and scary, can it really be eaten?"
"Look, it actually walks sideways. This crab has nothing to do with what it is eating!"
"With so many limbs, you can't eat them, right?"
"I heard that crabs are transformed from water ghosts and can eat corpses..."
The onlookers kept talking, but Zhao Yun just pretended not to hear. He was in strong health, and after his injury stabilized, he was able to get off the ground in just a few days. Although he could not do strenuous exercise such as horseback riding, he could not
Practice martial arts to prevent the wound from bursting, but it's still okay to make a fire.
He added another piece of firewood to the iron stove and fiddled with it with tongs, and there was a "crackling" sound coming from the stove.
Chen Cheng poured some water and cooking wine into the iron pot, then tied up the living crabs and put them in the steamer. Whether they were crabs or shrimps, as long as they were dead, they would produce toxic substances in a few hours, so in the end
It's best to cook it alive, so there won't be any danger and the taste will be the most delicious.
"Zilong, aren't you worried that eating this thing will kill someone?"
Chen Cheng was busy for a while and finally was able to take a rest. He turned to Zhao Yun and said, "They all say crabs are inedible."
Zhao Yun smiled and said: "There are very few fields in my hometown. Sometimes when the folks are very hungry, they will catch some fish and shrimps from the river to eat. I have also eaten crabs before, but they are a bit fishy.
Too much makes me sick to my stomach.”
"If you eat too much crab, will you feel nauseated? It must be because the cooking method is not authentic!" Chen Chengcheng vowed: "My steamed method is the most authentic way, and it is absolutely delicious! Now is the time when crabs are fat and chrysanthemum is yellow, so you should eat crabs!"
Zhao Yun added another piece of firewood and said with a smile: "Since the county magistrate said so, it must be true."
After steaming for less than half an hour, the aroma began to waft from the stove. The soldiers nearby were no longer talking, but trying hard not to drool. In the past few days, I have eaten a lot of wild vegetable dumplings and drank some fish soup.
, but I could only eat half full, and I was always short of food. Suddenly I smelled the aroma of crab meat, and my mouth water started to drip.
After another ten minutes, Chen Cheng estimated that it was almost done, so he went up and opened the iron pot. Thirty-five tied large crabs were neatly stacked together. They all became glowing and looked terrible.
cute.
"Gulu", I don't know who started it first, but soon they became one, and the sound of swallowing saliva kept coming.
Chen Cheng put four pieces on a wooden plate and cut them with a knife. The aroma became even more attractive. He ate one piece first, shook his head and looked very intoxicated, and then said, "Zilong, come here and have a taste."
Zhao Yun went over to pick up a piece, followed Chen Cheng's example, dipped it in some seasoning, and then put it in his mouth. The seasoning was made with ginger, garlic and white vinegar, and it was the most delicious after being dipped in crab meat. Zhao Yun only ate one piece.
, and did not continue.
Chen Cheng ignored the envious looks on his side and asked, "Is it possible that Zilong doesn't like eating crabs?"
"No," Zhao Yun said: "There are more people than crabs. If I eat more, then others won't have to eat."
"Oh," Chen Cheng seemed to suddenly realize it. He looked around and asked, "Do you want to eat too?"
The injured cheered: "Think so!"
"Then this is a bit difficult. There are only about thirty crabs here, and you...there are hundreds of people." Chen Cheng grabbed a crab leg and said loudly: "I have been busy for a long time, and I can only eat one."
Let’s divide it?”
"Not too much, not too much!"
Chen Cheng added: "Zilong makes a fire and he eats one. Does anyone have any objections?"
The wounded soldiers shouted in unison: "It's not too much!"
Chen Cheng continued: "There are also Wei Ran, Zhao Si and the others who will help brush the crabs. Can one person each do it?"
"Ok, Ok!"
"Then there are twenty left," he turned around and said: "At least there are two hundred of you. If we divide them equally, no one can eat well. Or we should not divide them at all, and we will choose twenty
How about a crab and a glass of wine for each of the most capable people?"
This was a good idea, and the crowd suddenly became quiet. Everyone looked at me, with eagerness in their eyes to give it a try.
A soldier who had been slashed on the face jumped out two people first and shouted: "During the battle a few days ago, I killed three enemies by myself and captured a flag. Can I eat one?"
Chen Cheng smiled and said, "Of course."
After that, he handed him a crab and poured him a glass of mead. The man ate the crab when he picked it up, and drank it when he picked up the wine glass. While eating and drinking, other people around him looked at it eagerly, and some people kept talking.
He asked: "How does it taste? Is this wine good?"
The man slapped the wine glass on the table, his face turned red, and he said loudly: "It's delicious! It's delicious!"
Seeing that he didn't look like he was going to die after eating, the others no longer had any worries and boasted about their martial arts skills and killed the crabs one by one. Many of the wounded soldiers were injured in hand-to-hand combat with the enemy in the front row.
Therefore, there were many brave men, and twenty crabs were killed in a short time.
They were eating happily and their faces were red when they drank. They didn't know whether it was because the alcohol content was too high or because they were excited. Just as they were bragging, a big black man suddenly burst into tears. This kind of thing immediately disfigured the scenery.
Chen Cheng noticed it. He looked up and down at the crying man and asked, "Why are you crying? It's not worth it if you don't have crabs to eat, right?"
The man cried: "Does it matter whether you eat crabs or not? I cry because a certain martial arts school ranks first in martial arts, but it ranks behind these people!"
"Oh, tell me what martial arts skills you have."
The big black man took off his clothes, revealing his strong and huge muscles, as well as the scars all over them. Pointing to the scars, he boasted: "A certain family has been in the army for six years, fighting to be first in every battle, and there has never been a time where there were wounds on the back.
!”
Chen Cheng stretched out his thumb and praised: "What a man!"
The big black man held his head high and said proudly: "Not to mention anything else, the last time we had a decisive battle with the rebels, I was the first one to rush into the enemy camp! It was also me who killed the rebel captain! This way
Who among you can compare with my martial arts skills?"
Those who ate crabs said in shame: "It's really not comparable!"
The big black man snorted and put on his clothes again.
Chen Cheng sincerely praised: "You are indeed the best in martial arts, then why didn't you say it just now?"
In ancient wars, being the first to ascend, trap, and leap into battle was always regarded as the first level of military merit. This was because these people often had to fall into death situations and face several times the number of enemies. Non-warriors could not do the job.
The big black guy scratched his head and said, "I wanted to say it, but I didn't have time!"
Chen Cheng laughed and said, "There are no crabs, but there is still a lot of wine. What is your name?"
The big black man was more than eight feet tall. He looked not only half a head taller than Chen Cheng, but also much thicker. He said loudly: "A certain family is connected to the mountains and rivers!"
"Guan Shanhe, I see that your injuries are not healed yet, can you drink now?"
Guan Shanhe said loudly: "If you are not afraid of swordsmen, how can you be afraid of drinking? If the Cavalry Commander still has some wine, just take it out!"
Chen Cheng took out a jar of mead, filled it himself, and handed it over. Guan Shanhe didn't show any pretense, he took it and drank it all in one gulp, and then shouted: "Good wine!"
"Good man, I think your strength is on par with Yang Chun, right?"
Yang Chun was a famous warrior under Gongsun Yue. Guan Shanhe snorted when he heard this and said, "A certain family has never lost to him!"
Chen Cheng asked again: "There are no crabs, can you eat meat?"
Guan Shanhe said loudly: "Of course you can eat it!"
Chen Cheng smiled and said, "How about we go hunting in the mountains in a few days and drink wine and eat meat together?"
Guan Shanhe said: "It is exactly what a certain family wants!"
Chen Cheng laughed for a while and said to the person next to him: "The crabs have been divided, what else are you looking at? Go ahead and do whatever you have to do!"
The soldiers dispersed with laughter, and they talked loudly about what had just happened. For people who lacked entertainment means, the scene just now was more exciting than singing a big show.
Chen Cheng called to the remaining people: "Why are you still standing there? Come over and eat. It won't taste good when it gets cold."
Only then did Wei Ran and others rush forward, pick up the crabs that had been separated and devour them. Chen Cheng added, "Zilong, your injury hasn't healed yet, so stop drinking."
Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows and said: "Wen Zheng thinks I'm not as good as Guan Shanhe? The last time I went out of the city to fight back, I led thirty cavalry to charge into the formation, killed seventeen people, and captured two flags. I'm not necessarily worse than Guan Shanhe."
Got it!"
During the Han Dynasty, people were simple, vigorous, and impassioned, which was unmatched later.
Chen Cheng smiled and said: "I have known Zilong's bravery for a long time. Why bother to gain momentum for a while? There will be many opportunities to make meritorious deeds in the future."
Zhao Yun was speechless.
Tian Yu acted quickly. The next day, he got more than 100 acres of land outside the city. He first leveled it, then plowed it as Chen Cheng said, and finally buried the cut potatoes.
In order to show the importance he attached to this matter, Chen Cheng personally went to plant potatoes with the soldiers.
"I'm telling you, this is how you plant it!"
Chen Cheng dug a small pit with a shovel and sang, "Dig a hole, bury some soil, and count one, two, three, four, five..."
The soldiers were very happy and happily finished planting potatoes quickly. Most of the soldiers at the bottom came from rural areas and were good at farming before joining the army. For them, doing these things is not tiring at all, and planting potatoes is comparable to
Doing other farm work is much easier.
After finishing the farm work, the soldiers who should be dismissed were also dismissed, and the soldiers who wanted to leave after recovering from their injuries also left. Chen Cheng began to prepare for hunting in the mountains. In the Spring and Autumn Period, the monarch would organize hunting for his countrymen every autumn.
One is to supplement meat, and the other is to train the army. Hunting has been a kind of military exercise for a long time.
Tian Yu heard that he was going to the mountains for hunting, and he was going to go with him. The two discussed it in the evening and decided to bring two hundred people each. There were many things to be done in and outside the city, so enough manpower must be left.
Just fine.
While Chen Cheng was feeding Gulu, he looked at the war horse that seemed to have swelled in a circle, and suddenly thought of something.
"Didn't I say that I would surrender to Cao Cao as soon as Gongsun Zan came out? Why does it look like he was trapped?"
There are only five thousand people here, and they are on the front line against the barbarians. Even if the enemy doesn't come, won't the army collect troops and food when they pass by? No matter how good it is, it doesn't mean much.
He thought for a while and decided to wait until this year was over. Boss Cao was right there and wouldn't run away.
