The look from everyone made Chen Zikun see the clues.
The real head of Nantai County was not County Magistrate Liu, nor himself, the newly arrived military envoy, but Xia Dalong, a squire who did not hold any official position.
Xia Dalong frowned and said, "Whoever is making trouble outside, Fu Zhao, go and tell them that I, Xia Dalong, are here to treat you today and ask them to calm down."
The head of the security team, Qiu Fuzhao, immediately left the table, put on his big-brimmed hat and went out to run errands.
Xia Dalong's expression did not change and he said: "Old Lin, just serve the food as I said.
Three jars of wine will come first.
I won't come home until I'm drunk today."
Mr.
Xia spoke, and the dishes were served like water.
The table was filled in a blink of an eye.
Yao Yilei and Jian Bing were stunned by the dazzling array of plates and dishes.
Nantai's food was really affordable.
No matter what kind of cuisine, they all pay attention to the dishes having all the flavors and aromas.
However, Zuixianju’s dishes seem to be unreliable.
They don’t have any color, flavor or smell.
However, they are still unique.
They can be described in six words: sufficient portion and heavy taste. , oily The utensils used to serve the dishes are coarse porcelain fired in rural porcelain kilns.
The glaze is not very smooth and even has burrs.
It is large in size, and the smallest plates are six inches.
The dishes are piled on top like a hill, with thick oil and red sauce. cyan red Colorful chili peppers and whole sections of green onions were embellished, making it even more rugged and bold.
One of the dishes was called roasted beef head, which was served in a big basin.
The ferocious beef head was sprinkled with coriander and chili shreds, which scared the two ladies so much that they dared not move.
Chopsticks.
The wine is from the countryside.
It has a nice name called Toupingxiang.
It is sweet and mellow.
It is no worse than Erguotou in the capital.
Xia Dalong still drinks from a sea bowl.
Judging from the white hair on his temples, he is not young anymore, but when he drinks The wine came with the same vigor as the young man.
After drinking two bowls, Yan Su refused to drink any more.
Gotta drink.”
Yan Su looked embarrassed.
Chen Zikun took the wine bowl and said, "The chief of staff is a scholar and he doesn't drink well, so I'll drink it for him."
After finishing drinking the bowl of wine, Xia Dalong smiled coquettishly and raised his thumb.
He praised: "Gu Jun makes you drink well."
The gunshots outside became louder and the gentry were restless.
Only Xia Dalong and Chen Zikun were still chatting and laughing, changing glasses.
Qiu Fuzhao came in hurriedly and said, "Master, this is Chen Shou.
He said he came to ask for someone."
Xia Dalong's face changed and he said: "This bitch, if he dares not to give me face, beat him to death, or open fire on him."
"Yes" Qiu Fuzhao saluted and went out.
"Drink, drink, don't let the bandits lose their interest."
Xia Dalong picked up the wine bowl and said.
After a while, a huge roar came from the direction of the city.
It didn't look like a grenade or a mortar.
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Even Chen Zikun couldn't tell what kind of weapon it was.
However, after three gunshots, the gunfire became sparse. , gradually stopped.
Xia Dalong said proudly: "The bandits have retreated, everyone can feel at ease."
Chen Zikun could not explain his doubts and asked directly: "I don't know whether the county security group is equipped with mountain artillery or field artillery."
Xia Dalong laughed loudly: "No, it's a weapon I bought when I was in charge of the patrol camp.
The copper rapid artillery produced by the Jiangnan Machinery Manufacturing Bureau is better than the mountain cannon and field cannon in this corner of our countryside."
Chen Zikun suddenly realized that it was an old-fashioned muzzle-loading cannon.
This kind of cannon did not use new cannonballs.
It used black powder and solid iron ball cannonballs.
It was low-cost and simple to manufacture, and was indeed suitable for private fights in the countryside.
Continuing to drink, Xia Dalong seemed intent on drinking Chen Zikun.
Under his instruction, several leaders of the security group took turns toasting to Chen Zikun.
Chen Zikun was not unambiguous.
Zhao Yufeng and Lao Wang Lao Li took turns to join the battle.
Men are willing to fight for their lives, and they are not cowards when drinking.
As time goes by, empty wine jars are piled up in the corner, and there are not many people left at the wine table.
The gentry had long since been exhausted and retreated first.
Jian Bing and Yao Yilei also left the table.
Those who came to the table later were brothers from the security group.
Now they all got under the table.
At the end of the drink, only Xia Dalong was left. and Chen Zikun.
"Envoy of the Army Guard, massive amount."
Xia Dalong's face was red and full of energy, and he raised his thumb at Chen Zikun.
"Mr.
Xia, you have the guts."
Chen Zikun also clasped his fists.
"Then tell me, why do I have such a good idea?"
Xia Dalong picked up a toothpick, picked his teeth and squinted his eyes, looking at Chen Zikun with interest.
Chen Zikun said: "A squire who dares to fight with bandits certainly has the guts."
Xia Dalong laughed loudly: "What kind of bandits?
When I was in charge of the patrol camp, they didn't know where to play with mud.
Even the brigade commanders and regimental commanders in the province were all my nephews and descendants.
I also have to call him Uncle Shi.”
Chen Zikun sneered, knowing that Xia Dalong was deliberately setting up a show in front of him, so he just said a few words and the reception banquet was over.
When he went downstairs, Xia Dalong said to Boss Lin: "Charge it to my account."
Then he said to Chen Zikun: "Envoy of the Army Guards, I didn't entertain you well today.
I was negligent.
Come to my house for a drink tomorrow.
I invited him from the provincial capital.
He is a good cook and his cooking skills can satisfy the ladies. " Although Chen Zikun's head was hot from the alcohol, he was still conscious.
Hearing these words, he couldn't help but move.
This Xia Dalong was not drunk at all, and he could actually notice Jian Bing and Yao Yilei's attention to the dishes.
Not satisfied, it seems that this old guy is also a difficult character.
Returning to the county government house, I heard the two ladies complaining before they even entered the house.
Life in this country was too backward.
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The standard of living was completely stuck in the Middle Ages.
There were no electric lights, no running water, no flush toilets, and kerosene lamps and kerosene lamps were used for lighting.
For candles and water, you have to hang buckets of water from the well yourself.
The toilet is a small shed with a simple latrine inside.
Mosquitoes and flies breed in summer, and the sanitary condition is really worrying.
Another major problem is that it is difficult to solve the problem of eating.
Although there is a pot house in the back house, the big dark rural stove that burns wood, even if you want to boil some hot water, you still have to blow the bellows and light the firewood.
There is no maid, everything needs two husbands People do everything by themselves, Yao Yilei is a daughter of a wealthy family, let alone rough work, even a female celebrity has never done it.
Although Jian Bing is from a lowly background, he grew up in fine clothes and fine food.
He can't do any housework with delicate skin and tender meat.
After tinkering for a long time, the bath water was not even boiled.
Fortunately, there was an orderly named Chen Qingfeng.
The little Taoist boy had done all kinds of work in Chaoyun Temple.
He could cook, cut vegetables, wash rice, cook, feed the horses, sweep the floor, and fetch water.
But he was only an eleven or twelve-year-old kid, no matter what.
Even if you are diligent, you can't take care of the whole family.
Besides, the two aunts are both difficult to maintain.
They are calling this and giving orders, making Chen Qingfeng busy in circles.
The food in Zuixianju was really bad, salty, spicy and rough.
The two ladies only moved their chopsticks symbolically and were not full at all.
When they returned to the back house, they were so hungry that they had no choice but to use Yao Yilei's food reserves. .
Mr.
Yao and his wife were very well-intentioned and prepared more than just snacks for their daughter.
They also prepared rice, flour, grains, oils and seasonings, dried meat, preserved fruits, candied condensed milk biscuits, blankets, hand towels, toothbrushes, and thermoses of tooth powder.
As long as they could think of it, they were all ready.
After all, the two women My appetite was small, I felt full after eating a little, so I sat in the room drinking tea and complaining.
When Chen Zikun came back, it was already dark.
This was his first night in Nantai, and he was living in a haunted house.
He couldn't be careless.
Chen Zikun was so drunk that he went to the hut and peed.
After picking at my throat and vomiting, the orderly handed me a hot towel and wiped it twice, and I finally regained consciousness.
"Where's that little bandit?"
Chen Zikun asked casually.
According to his experience, if he was hit by a .45-caliber bullet in the back and lost so much blood, he would definitely not survive.
"It's lying in the front yard.
I don't know if it's dead or not," Chen Qingfeng said.
"Go and have a look."
"yes" The little orderly ran to the front yard and took a look.
He saw a man lying in the corner, with flies buzzing around him.
He stepped forward and tried to breathe.
His breath was very weak, and his lips were chapped.
He said in a vague voice: "Water."
Drink water."
Chen Qingfeng hurriedly reported to Chen Zikun.
Chen Zikun was greatly surprised, "You can't die like this, just carry me in."
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The wounded man was carried into the back house.
Jian Bing and Yao Yilei had nothing to do after they had eaten.
They were feeling uncomfortable.
Now they found something to do.
They placed the wounded man on the bed and lit a candle to light it.
Yao Yilei also took out a can of Condensed milk, I made a bowl of milk and asked Chen Qingfeng to feed it to the wounded.
The boy who was shot woke up leisurely and opened his eyes.
He saw bright lights and beautiful decorations.
Two beautiful women with picturesque faces were smiling around him.
A little boy was feeding something thick with a spoon into his mouth.
Yes, sweet, I have never tasted such delicious food in my life. , Tears welled up in the young man's eyes.
He felt that he must be dead.
Otherwise, how could he be lying in this palace-like house?
There is absolutely no such beautiful woman in Nantai County.
She must be a fairy.
"He's awake."
Jian Bing said in surprise.
Chen Zikun touched the young man's forehead.
It felt hot.
It was probably because the wound was inflamed.
The conditions in the county were limited.
If the wound was infected, the only option was to wait for death.
There was nothing he could do.
Whether he could survive it or not depended on his luck.
"Carry him down."
"Where to carry it?"
"Let's go in the corridor, it'll be cooler."
Chen Zikun said after a slight hesitation.
At night, the county government office was quiet.
The breeze blew by, the bamboo forest rustled, and the bright moonlight reflected on the pond surface, making it even more lonely.
Chen Qingfeng came out of the wing with his cloth shoes on, peed in the latrine, and was about to leave.
Go, suddenly there is a strange sound that seems to be absent, like a woman's sobbing.
If it had been any other child, he would have died long ago, but Chen Qingfeng grew up in Chaoyun Temple.
The important occupation of Taoist priests is to catch ghosts.
Although the little Taoist boy has never caught ghosts himself, he has followed his master and fooled around outside.
After living around for a while, I saw a lot of vixens, Wong Tai Sin, hanging ghosts, and so on.
Now I heard a strange crying sound.
Instead of leaving, I followed the sound and walked over.
After walking around, he didn't see anything and the sound disappeared.
He went back to his room angrily.
When he turned around and closed the door, Chen Qingfeng screamed in fright because he saw that he had left behind a trail of blood along the way. footprints.
Off-topic: Jiangdong Province is a fictional region, which corresponds to the Jiangdong Province in the Orange Age.
Generally, online novels with historical themes always like to use real historical environments and characters as the background, but traditional modern historical novels always fictionalize a region to achieve the goal.
The role of condensing history and avoiding taboos is necessary for a novel that involves the liberation war and various historical facts after the founding of the People's Republic of China.
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