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Chapter 315? Holy BBQ Territory

Many sizes of the Holy Han are duodenal, such as twelve hours a day, twelve months a year, a pound of twelve two, and twelve feet in one feet.

It should be an eight -foot height of more than one meter and height, which is also consistent with Zhang Xiaowu's height. However, Zhang Xiaowu's height is a big tall in this era.

"That ghost will be really twenty years old?"

"Yes, twenty years old."

He Lanzong said: "This ghost will be like a person who has experienced the dragon capital of the year, the evil is very evil."

Some people say: "So well -known, it should be a family of family, and it is not enough to know how to resist the plague."

"Where is this person, this person is a civilian, and there is no scholar -race.

"Ah? Then he is a genius."

However, some people also opposed: "The eight strategies of this epidemic prevention can not be resisted. He just mentioned a way to see the beauty of you, as if the eight -epidemic strategy can cure the plague."

"It is not to cure the plague, but finally someone thinks it is better than that there is no way to die."

"It is said that there is no way to be better than that there is no way, no matter whether that method is good or bad."

"Well, if the military division is there, it will be fine."

"Come on, when the military division was in Jincheng, I didn't think of any good way. It's better to be as good as this ghost."

Zhang Xiaowu's story is a legend. After all, most people in the army are civilian children. Only some senior officers will be born in the scholars, so everyone has spread to his legend.

When the generals, the Wuxian people lost their helmets and abandoned armor, and they had to withdraw their troops to return to their hometown after being stunned. It became a legend in the hearts of many soldiers. It was just because he rejected everyone into the city. Some people had resentment about him.

Then, then

But for most people, Zhang Xiaowu's legendary story is enough for them to remember their lives and spread their descendants.

He Lanzong listened to the discussion of everyone, smiled slightly, and instructed: "In encountering such a plague, people have allowed us to stay in the Elastic Village.

That is. Zhang Xiaowu is General Seei, and leads the entire Saibei army civil affairs. You and I must listen to him. "

This sanctuary has been established for three hundred years, and has never heard that a civilian child can lead the military and political power. Regardless of the future, in history, this ghost will definitely occupy a place.

The epidemic village anti -plague is used to handle the wooden city, and the wooden city resistance is like Zhang Xiaowu's epidemic prevention, and wearing a napkin is a huge challenge. What does the napkin look like? Zhang Xiaowu personally made a tailor and only made the "mask" of later generations, but this is just this.

There is only one layer of facial napkin masks. The purpose is to minimize people's infection through air. Fortunately, Zhang Xiaowu seal the city in time, the city is not contacted, and the people are rarely infected.

Zhang Xiaowu became a tailor and made a mask in person. The women in the house were more coincident than him. After drawing the scoop of the gourd, Zhang Xiaowu stared at the exquisite mask in the hands of the seedlings.

This is not as much as me, that's not as much as me, it's not as good as me here ... "

Mangyan was so angry that he put down the mask and said, "General, what do you have a big man with me a little girl?"

Yuan Wanqiu smiled at eating: "The general is a unconvinced temperament, and everything must compete for the first."

"General, do you want to compete with me in embroidery?" Mang Zhong asked.

Zhang Xiaowu rolled his eyes, making the two girls look good. Zhang Xiaowu pinched Mang Zhong's cheeks and said: "You fat girl, you only make trouble with me all day long. If you keep eating, you will become a fat girl. From now on."

I won’t call you Mang Zhong anymore, how about I teach you Fat Ya?”

Mang Zhong was so angry that he screamed: "My name is not Fat Ya, my name is not Fat Ya, my name is Mang Zhong, Zuo Manzhong, my surname is Zuo."

As he was talking, Zhu Wushuang ran over happily like a deer, holding a dozen birds in his hand. Zhang Xiaowu looked and saw that they were a group of sparrows. Zhu Wushuang showed off the sparrows and said: "General, look, I've hit it."

What?"

Zhang Xiaowu said with a smile: "Xia Zhu is so talented, how did you win?"

Zhu Wushuang said: "These birds often go to the baggage camp to steal food. Mr. Wen of the baggage camp saw that I was very skilled in martial arts, so he hired one of us to go to the baggage barn to hunt birds. We don't need any money or food, as long as these birds

Birds. Who would have thought that we had beaten them so many times that the man surnamed Wen said it was not right. He insisted on giving us food. They kept the birds for themselves. You said it was not too much."

"Then this bird..."

"Of course we can beat him. We just take it and leave. How can he send someone to intercept us, unless he doesn't want to ask us for help in the future." Zhu Wushuang said with a smile, "Sister said that the general secretly sent a cow to our rebels yesterday.

To improve the food of the rebels, why not give these birds to the general? Although it is not a big gift, it is still a thoughtful gesture."

Yuan Wanqiu hurriedly asked: "Why doesn't Sister Tao come?"

Zhu Wushuang said: "Sister Tao went to the medical clinic to help. Although she is good at poisoning, she is one of the few female doctors, and her ability to save people is much better than many doctors. Sister Tao was impressed by her in the medical clinic.

Many male doctors."

Zhang Xiaowu said: "There is no one who can only poison people but cannot save others. Anyone who can poison people can even heal people."

Yuan Wanqiu pursed her lips and said, "So doctors who know how to heal people can actually poison them?"

Zhang Xiaowu took the bird with great interest, and suddenly thought of a famous dish called roasted pigeon. Speaking of roasted pigeon, Northeastern roasted pigeon is definitely the best in the world. Zhang Xiaowu once ate at the Pigeon Fancier Club in a small city called Wuchang in the Northeast.

He has eaten it in a barbecue restaurant several times, and the taste has really stuck with him for a long time. Since he can’t go back to modern times,

, simply to find some fun for themselves in ancient times, they clapped their hands and said: "Let's roast pigeons and roast sparrows today, and we'll have a rest after getting drunk." So he went to prepare things in a hurry, including barbecue grills, charcoal, tongs, dogwood powder and so on.

Other spices, in short, all the spices that could be found were considered the same, so he found them all.

Before roasting sparrows, you need to scald them with boiling water, then pluck the feathers and remove the internal organs, and then simmer them. Zhang Xiaowu was so busy that he did not allow the family generals and women to interfere. He said that for a Northeastern person, barbecue is sacred to him.

An inviolable territory does not allow outsiders to criticize it, not even a grain of salt.

Mangzhong slapped his head and sighed: "The general is acting like a monster again."

Zhu Wushuang asked, "How does a general behave like a monster?"

Mang Zhong replied in a low voice: "The general loves to eat, and he also likes to make some delicious food. He will surely invent a kind of food. I think the general will be a big fat man in the future. Huh! He calls me fat all day long, I think he is just

He will become a fat man."

Zhang Xiaowu enjoyed the roasting. After roasting, he distributed it to everyone. Everyone looked at the dark bird and praised against their conscience: "The general's barbecue is a portion of Saibeidu." Zhang Xiaowu praised him for his barbecue.

After doing it, he was very proud of himself. He was even happier than others praising him for his bravery. He took a bite and spit it out on the ground: "Bah! What the hell! Why is it so bitter?"


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