Chen Cheng also knows that raising tigers is not good, because... tigers are nationally protected animals and cannot be raised by private individuals!
He squatted down, rubbed the little tigers with big heads, and said: "When you grow up, I will put you in it, do you think it's okay?"
"Meow~", the little tiger rubbed his hand with his head, then stretched out his tongue and licked it. There are barbs on the feline's tongue, and the licking feels like an iron brush. The little tiger's tongue
Of course, it's not that scary. It's a bit comfortable with the added itch.
He caught the three little ones in the cage, added a handful of black beans to Gulu, and then walked outside. The open space in the center of the city outside had turned into a sea of joy. The soldiers cleaned the prey, and then or
Whether it's cooking or grilling, the whole city is filled with the aroma of food.
Chen Cheng brought out dozens of jars of wine and thought to himself: If we do it two more times, there won't be a drop left.
Everyone cheered when they saw the wine. Many barbarians who joined in started singing and dancing around the bonfire after drinking. Looking at the warm atmosphere, although Chen Cheng had a smile on his face, he still felt in his heart
But he remained calm. The joys and sorrows of human beings are not completely connected, just like although he can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, he still doesn't like drinking very much.
Looking at the Wuhuan people dancing the Hu Xuan dance, Chen Cheng became distracted again. It is said that after the emergence of gunpowder weapons, the Hu people became synonymous with singing and dancing. It is quite interesting to think about it. Most of the people beside the campfire were
Most of the men are still young and strong, but there are very few women and children.
"Wen Zheng, what are you thinking about?"
Tian Yu handed over a glass of wine and said with a smile: "Why do you seem to have something on your mind? Don't worry about so much. Come on, let's have a drink first."
Chen Cheng twirled the wine glass in his palm, looked around and said, "We have to go farther when we go hunting tomorrow."
Tian Yu agreed: "We need to hunt more prey before it snows, otherwise this winter will be difficult."
Chen Cheng said: "How is the matter of borrowing food?"
The smile on Tian Yu's face gradually disappeared. He sighed and said, "There are some, but not many. There have been wars everywhere in the past two years, and there is no surplus food in other counties."
"If you rely on mountains and mountains, you have to rely on water and water. You have to rely on yourself." Chen Cheng said: "If it doesn't work, I will take someone to the grassland to grab a handful."
Tian Yu laughed dumbly and said: "Those barbarians are so poor themselves, how can they get anything for you?"
"Let's grab some cattle and sheep."
"If we send too few troops, we can't defeat them. If we send too many troops...the few cattle and sheep we grab won't be enough to eat."
"That's true," Chen Cheng looked at the bonfire not far away and said thoughtfully: "You can't go out here for two or three months in winter, so you need to prepare more fuel. I'll go around when I'm free.
, see if there are any open-pit coal mines.”
Tian Yu said: "Coal mine? Why are you looking for that? Is it to make iron?"
"Let's burn it during the winter," Chen Cheng snapped his fingers and said, "Speaking of burning coal, we should also prepare coal stoves and fire pits."
"...What is that?"
"You'll know when it comes out."
Tian Yu had a look of envy on his face, "Wen Zheng always has many ideas that others don't have, which I admire very much."
Chen Cheng laughed and said: "Haha, actually I didn't come up with it, but I don't dare to put gold on my own face."
"Even when it comes to modesty, I'm definitely not up to par."
In the following more than a month, Chen Cheng had many things to do every day. The finishing work of the sanatorium could be left to others, but the preparation of the health system and the management regulations for injury and illness treatment could only be done in person. Apart from him, everyone in the city could do it himself.
There are only a few literate people among the four to five thousand people outside. As long as everything is related to writing, he has to do it himself.
And although paper can be made in this era, bamboo slips are the most used. He has a lot of rice paper on hand, but for preservation and other considerations, he still chooses bamboo slips and wood chips as the carrier of writing. He needs to take them every day
With a carving knife and a writing brush, I wrote out what I wanted to write on bamboo slips and wooden pieces one by one.
Although he has unlimited physical strength, his speed is slow enough to make people jump. At first, he wrote on the bamboo slips honestly, but within a few days he couldn't stand it anymore. The official script of this era was a bit simplified compared to the writing of the Spring and Autumn Period.
, but it was still horribly complicated. Later, Chen Cheng categorically abandoned the writing of this era, and instead used the most convenient and familiar simplified Chinese characters.
Whenever he had to deal with copywriting, he admired those sages very much. Especially Sima Qian and Ban Gu who wrote history books. How could they write those large books on bamboo and wood chips? But think about how many people would spend their entire lives writing them.
After writing such a book, I feel relieved.
Although the sage is worthy of admiration, he still has to be lazy when he should be lazy. He hates the writing of this era more and more, and vows that if he has a piece of territory in the future, the first thing to do is to reform the writing!
Fortunately, there are interesting times. When you feel dizzy while writing, you can pet three tigers, ride a Gulu to hunt, or go down to the river to catch some big crabs and lobsters to eat. Steaming them is a good idea.
Yes, grilling is also good. Sprinkle with minced garlic and pepper. It tastes great.
Generally speaking, the material of this era is very poor, and the spirit is even more barren, but he does not find it difficult. Taking pleasure in hardship is his strong point. Besides, whether it is bitter or not has to be compared with most people of this era.
Comparing it to others, he already lived a life like a fairy.
Even the emperor doesn't have soda to drink, right?
Seeing Zhao Yun practicing his spear skills under the tree, Chen Cheng opened a can of soda and shouted: "Zilong, the sun is so bright, why don't you stop practicing now?"
Zhao Yun just pretended that he didn't hear anything and concentrated on firing his gun. His expression was extremely focused, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and body. After a long time, he put away the spear, went to the eaves of the corridor, picked up a bowl and poured a bowl of rice soup.
.Rice soup is made with a small amount of broken rice, and some salt is added to it, which can replenish water very well.
After he finished his drink and sat down, Chen Cheng smiled and said: "When a son gives birth to the great ancestor, how can it be enough for him to be a marquis of ten thousand households?"
If you were born in the era of Emperor Gaozu Liu Bang, being a Marquis of Ten Thousand Households was nothing.
Zhao Yun smiled and said: "Now that the world is in turmoil, we have the opportunity to make meritorious deeds!"
"Yes," Chen Cheng said in a longer tone, "There is a chance."
He looked at Zhao Yun, thought for a while, and said: "Zilong thinks that as a general, which ability is the most important? Is it courage that is unworthy of all men, or resourcefulness?"
Zhao Yun said without hesitation: "As a cavalry commander, I should fight bravely and move forward indomitably!"
After that, he asked: "What do Wen Zheng think?"
"Me," Chen Cheng said slowly, "I didn't think too much about it at first. I thought my force value was high enough. Well, let me tell you a joke. In the "Historical Records" written by Ma Qian of the Taishi Company, there is a
The chapter is dedicated to assassins, and it records an assassin named Nie Zheng. In order to avenge his friends, Nie Zheng rushed into Yangzhai, the capital of Han, in broad daylight. With the power of a white rainbow piercing the sun, the assassins were tired on the steps, and then they
Killed dozens of Xia Lei’s guards.”
As he spoke, Chen Cheng's expression became serious and he said: "Then he cut off his face, gouged out his eyes, and committed suicide by caesarean section. Do you think that such a strong attack in broad daylight can be considered an assassin?"
Zhao Yundao: "What a man!"
Chen Cheng laughed a few times and said: "I also know that there is an assassination fist called Beidou Shenquan. Every time he kills everyone head-on, does it mean that since there are no witnesses, it can be called a perfect assassination?"
“…..”
"By the way, the weather will get colder in a month. I have found an open-pit coal mine in the mountains to the north, and I am going to take people to dig coal in two days."
Zhao Yun sat quietly, waiting for him to continue.
"Just tomorrow, I'll treat you to a meal. I probably won't have this opportunity again." Chen Cheng raised his fingers and said, "Tian Yu, you, Wei Ran, Zhao Si, Ding Yuan, Jin Sanhuan, Guan Shanhe,
Plus some other people, there are almost twenty people."
He stood up, looked around the yard where he lived, and said: "Twenty people...it's a bit too big to fit here. Just over there on the school grounds. There's a big place over there, enough to fit several people."
ten people."
After he finished speaking, he whistled, and three tigers jumped out from behind. They ran to him and climbed up his legs. Chen Cheng picked up one of them with one hand and purred in his arms.
There was a loud sound, and the remaining one bit his trouser leg, spinning around anxiously.
Zhao Yundao said: "They are getting bigger and bigger. I'm afraid it won't be good to keep them in the city."
Chen Cheng smiled and said: "Don't worry, when the snow melts after the New Year, we will throw them back into the mountains."
When Chen Cheng went out to play with a few tigers, Zhao Yun suddenly frowned, and then raised his arms in confusion. For some reason, he felt that his strength seemed to be stronger. But how could his strength increase out of thin air? He thought of this.
, Zhao Yun shook his head, picked up the wooden bowl, and prepared to pour some more rice soup.
"Crack", the wooden bowl was pinched with a crack. As a martial artist who never stopped practicing martial arts, Zhao Yun was really surprised now. He just used force as usual, but...
He raised his head and looked at Chen Cheng's back in the distance, with a smile on his lips.
Gulu didn't seem to like these three tigers very much. When the little tigers were playing by the river, he would run far away. If the little tigers pounced on them, he would scare them with his hooves. Chen Cheng stripped naked and jumped into the water.
I went there and caught two fish in a short while. After throwing them on the shore, the little tigers stopped playing and pounced on them to bite them. After a while, they ate them cleanly.
After eating, they squatted on the shore with their eyes, making the sound of "嗷 嗷". After a lot of big Zhang, their calls also changed.
A big crab was thrown towards the shore.
The largest tiger suddenly jumped up and bit the crab in the air. After landing, it held the crab with its front paws, and its sharp teeth tore the hard shell of the crab into pieces in a few clicks. Looking at this
The beast of the future has already shown its majesty as the king of beasts. Chen Cheng said in his heart: No wonder Zhao Zilong said several times that tigers are really scary and they must be released into the wild after spring.
