Bring The System To Datang

Two thousand and two men set off and rode alone, telling the opponent why they weren't here to fight. The minimum number of fights was three rides.

Thirty miles forward, here is a line, two tribe scouts are bored looking for mushrooms on the ground.

They know what kind of food can be eaten, pick it back, give it to the leader, or secretly cook it by themselves.

The horses ate the grass leisurely, while others lay on the ground basking in the sun.

If it itches, I just rubbed it on the grass. It's so comfortable without war.

There was the sound of horseshoes, and the ground vibrated.

Twenty scouts stopped and saw the team running from a distance. They hurriedly looked for horses and ran back on their horses.

When approaching the place, the team split into two, and each went to find their own leader.

The tribe without thousands of households who escorted Tashi Kure is in charge of its Little Brother, called Tashi Tsering.

Thousands of households in another tribe are here, called Duowangjiangcuo.

Now the name doesn't have much meaning, it would be nice to have one.

Many people do not, including those from Datang, only have surnames and no names. Women don't even remember their surnames. After they are married, they will be called by their husbands' surnames.

The two teams of scouts ran back to their respective clans, and the two clans became nervous.

They thought that Datang had turned against him and attacked again.

In a panic, the two commanders took the initiative to bring their troops to greet them.

When they saw Datang's cavalry team, they felt relieved and rode alone.

Looking at the estimation, half of the cavalry did not have a bow, but they carried something tied with straw rope in their hands, which was obviously not a dynamite bag.

Zhang Xiaosong and Fan Fan urged the horse to step forward and cupped fist together.

"My official Zhang Xiaosong." "My commander Fan Fan."

Hearing Zhang Xiaosong's name, Duo Wang Jiangcuo and Tashi Tsering could not help but slam their hair.

I heard that I was too good at fighting, and I ran behind Own this time. Thanks to Tashikure's initiative to attack, and everyone ran away, they didn't chase him down.

The person named Fan Fan has never heard of it, but this person is wearing the clothes of Yulin Feiqi, half of the team is Yulin Feiqi.

It is no worse than Zhang Xiaosong, at least Zhang Xiaosong can't control the private army of the Emperor of Tang Dynasty.

"Duowang Jiangcuo", "Tashi Tsering"

The two signed up at the same time, and their names were known to the Datang Army.

"Give you something, which can be exchanged in the future. Pressure cooker won't work, one for each tribe, give you gifts."

Fan Fan talked about the strategy immediately. He took a piece of marinated meat in his hand and cut it into slices. The whole fist was big, and a pound of raw meat was marinated.

The two waved back at the same time, and their cavalry backed down under their horses.

The three got together, and Fan Fan opened the paper bag: "Taste it. After you taste it, go to a place between your two tribes to eat.

We brought about one thousand catties of this kind of meat, ten thousand catties of steamed barley, and pickles. Everyone should be able to eat. "

Fan Fan pinched out a piece of meat and stuffed it in his mouth at will.

Duowangjiangcuo stretched out two hands, took a slice of each, and put it in his mouth to taste.

"Is it okay?" Fan Fan asked, chewing.

"It's delicious." Zhaxi Ciren nodded. It was the first time he ate the braised pork with a lot of seasoning.

"Fragrant, you all eat this now?" Duo Wang Jiangcuo thought of another layer.

"The seasoning is not enough, only a few people can eat it, but wait for the owner to send more seasonings.

Newly killed Bish mutton, two and a half portions can get one portion of meat, we have to deal with it, remove the fat, and make a fire.

If I exchange it with you, I will exchange 20 portions of fat rock lamb for one portion, but the taste will not be the same as it is now, and the seasoning is too expensive. "

Fan Fan tells the truth, he is not willing to change.

Duowangjiangcuo stretched out his hand and pinched a piece of meat again.

Tashi Tsering followed and stretched out his hand: "Change now?"

"Send you, the first batch to you, everyone will taste it, give you the pressure cooker, tell you how to do it, you don't want to change it, do it yourself."

Fan Fan also squeezed a slice to eat, it was really delicious.

"If you stay tonight, you can choose an unmarried woman of our tribe."

Duowangjiangcuo stated that he could not change for the time being, and wanted to keep a seed.

Datang's Yu Lin Fei rides and sleeps women who have no men in his tribe. No problem, if they have children, they will be very strong.

"Thanks, but no, the proprietor doesn't allow it." Fan Fan refused.

"Please!" Duo Wang Jiangcuo looked very regretful.

The team went between the two tribes and greeted everyone from the tribes, no matter how old or young.

But the old man walked at the end, and the young man was at the forefront.

Two thousand people put things on the ground, and Tashi Tsering understood that they both had to eat something, so they would try to evenly divide them.

Arrange for someone to divide it, and Yulin Feiqi and Jingqi took out the pancakes and ate them by themselves.

Big pancake with fruit, thick barley noodles.

Li Yi has never eaten the pancakes of highland barley noodles. He has only eaten mung bean noodles, corn noodles, sorghum noodles, rice noodles and normal wheat noodles.

The original mung bean noodle pancake fruit is the same raw material, mung bean, as the soy juice of Peking.

Soy juice is not soy milk. Soy juice needs mung bean fermentation. Soy milk is generally soybean milk.

The difference is that soy milk can order tofu brains and then make tofu, but soy juice cannot.

But mung beans can be made into mung bean cakes. To save money, put broad bean flour or pea flour in it.

At the scene, the stewed meat was cut into slices, and the highland barley steamed rice was served in utensils. By the way, pickles were picked from the pickles jar.

The people of the two tribes are divided, and it is not long after breakfast, two meals a day.

The meal is relatively late in the morning and early in the evening. It depends on the weather. It is possible to add a meal when Tianchang is working, but it is rare and family conditions do not allow it.

Like Datang, as soon as it was light in the morning, they started to work in the ground. The women worked at home, and after finishing the work, they cooked.

I took the rice to the field and sent it to my husband. There was no morning, it was breakfast.

After eating and taking a break, the two worked together.

The same is true for Tubo, but now their life quality has declined, they dare not kill sheep, they have to keep their babies and milk, make ghee and wait to exchange things with Datang.

"I brought two jars. The alcohol content is about 20. A jar is five catties. The four of us drink. I will teach you how to use this pressure cooker while drinking and eating."

Fan Fan is still responsible for the main communication, Zhang Xiaosong is not willing to talk too much.

People from the Tubo tribe over there, the elderly take the initiative to let the meat out for the children to eat, and just taste it for themselves.

Duowangjiangcuo and Zhaxi Ciren drank and ate meat, watching Fan Fan use a pressure cooker to make things, including steaming highland rice.

The two ate the highland barley steamed rice, but when they thought it was delicious, they looked complicated.

"Datang's team started cooking with such a pot? Can they be built according to it?"

Tashi Tsering was very direct, came up and asked if we could make the pot.

"It can't be made, one is the seal, the thread is tapped, you use the method of turning the mold, the button is not tight, the exhaust valve above, it is more to say."

Fan Fan is like chatting with an old friend, saying everything, and the key points are not kept secret.

"Can you change?" Duo Wangjiang Cuo asked immediately.

"No, we are not enough, there are only two thousand, and the proprietor is working hard to get people to do it." Fan Fan was still telling the truth.

I told you all, but you can't get it, and you can't do it.

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