Pingtai, who had regained consciousness, looked around and saw Katsu Kaishu directing a dozen refugees and covering the raw meat with large pieces of tarpaulin.
Only then did he realize that snowflakes had begun to fall from the sky.
"Master Katsu, is this...?" Pingtai quickly walked over and asked Katsu Kaishu.
"My lord brought this back. My lord said that tomorrow is the first day of the new year. He asked everyone to eat well for a few days to build up enough energy to prepare for the spring camp."
"Where is the lord?" Pingtai turned around to check, but did not see Zhao Xin.
"My lord has returned to the car to rest. I told him not to call him for dinner." Sheng Haizhou smiled broadly and directed the working refugees to cover them with tarpaulins.
Pingtai swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva and asked carefully: "Then tonight we...?"
"The women have already started to pack the meat and vegetables. According to my lord, we will have a good meal tonight." Katsu Kaishu patted Heita on the shoulder and said with a smile.
After hearing this, Pingtai quickly turned around and ran to the kitchen. Under the light of the fire, dozens of old men and women had begun to pack various meats with hot water. Pingtai noticed that there were chickens, ducks and a few that had been slaughtered.
There was a skinned sheep; on the other side there were several women washing vegetables.
"Oh, this is so..." Pingtai couldn't find any words to describe his feelings. He felt like he was in heaven at this moment.
Historically, with the introduction of Buddhism, the islanders entered a vegetarian era. At the beginning, Buddhism conquered the Japanese aristocracy, and the nobles and samurai became monks one after another. They did not kill animals or eat meat. In the 7th century AD, the "
"Meat Prohibition Order" stipulates that from now on, cattle, horses, dogs, apes (monkeys), and chickens cannot be eaten.
By the Edo period, chickens, ducks and the like were also eaten, but only a few people could eat them.
Pingtai saw Pan Xiucheng smiling and helping in the crowd, and Lu Shoushan, who had been working with him all day, ran into the group of people at some point and was using a sharp hand ax to kill a
Chop the whole sheep into pieces.
"I said, why don't we have some roast lamb tonight?"
In the tent, Liu Sheng, who had already eaten a lot, was lying on the mat, asking questions about the others.
"I want to eat you, but I have no stomach." Ding Guofeng, who was already full from the seafood feast in the city, said weakly.
The six people in the tent were all bald at the moment, like six bright, high-wattage light bulbs emitting light under the illumination of the light.
Even Wang Yuanfang was so full that he rubbed his belly and walked back and forth in the tent.
"Squad leader, I told you to take a break. You've been wandering around in front of my eyes since you came back." Deng Fei leaned on the quilt and was applying sulfur ointment to his head.
"Oh, it's a pity that I have beautiful hair." Wu Siyu patted his head and sighed.
"Can you pull it off? You only have a chicken coop and beautiful hair?" Zhao Liang said disdainfully.
The crowd burst into laughter.
In the car, Zhao Xin looked in the mirror and looked at the "big light bulb" in front of him, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. If his parents saw it when he got home tomorrow, they would definitely make a fuss. And if Gu Xi saw it, he didn't know what would happen.
Behind her, A Miao was sitting on the side with Duofu in her arms. As soon as she looked up and saw the shiny back of Zhao Xin's head, she couldn't help covering her mouth and snickering.
"Hey, you little girl, just laugh if you want." Zhao Xin turned around and said helplessly.
He stood up and took out a pack of dried fruits and a pack of toffee from the big bag on the table. He handed it to A Miao and said, "Give this to those two children. The other ones in this bag, you can use them later."
Send it to everyone."
A Miao knew who the owner was talking about, so she put the cat down, took the things and left first.
Zhao Xin sat down and lit a cigarette, thinking about the arrangements for the festival. There were a lot of things that he needed to arrange in person.
Cousin Cheng Wei told Zhao Xin on the phone today that the shipping company's procedures will be completed before the New Year. He has found several second-hand bulk carriers through ship brokers in advance.
The first ship is a multi-purpose ship with a gross tonnage of 6,200 tons. It was built in 2004. The deadweight tonnage is 7,864 tons. The original ship owner’s asking price is not high, with a quote of 12 million yuan. The ship is currently docked in a certain port in Zhejiang
port.
The second ship is a dry cargo ship with a gross tonnage of about 2,500 tons. It was built in 2007. The deadweight tonnage is 3,700 tons and the quoted price is 5 million yuan. It is currently docked at a port in the south.
The third ship is a bulk carrier with a gross tonnage of up to 17,000 tons. It was built in the late 1980s, has a deadweight tonnage of more than 28,000 tons, and is quoted at 15 million. It is also currently docked at a port in Zhejiang.
Zhao Xin decided to let Deng Fei take charge of this matter. He knew nothing about this, and the old ship had to be re-maintained after it was bought, so he could only watch the fun.
With the boat in hand, the next step is to prepare the pontoons for splicing the temporary landing dock. Hundreds of pontoons are assembled together to form a very strong and durable temporary dock and trestle.
In addition to the ship matter, Zhao Xin also wanted to go to Europe. He had asked Cheng Wei to find a large-scale land reclamation and weeding machine that was only available in Europe. In order to avoid a series of problems such as long-distance transportation and customs clearance procedures, he himself
Prepare to go there yourself.
According to Cheng Wen, the main unit of the modular land reclamation equipment is extremely expensive, costing 20,000 euros per unit, but the various other tools included are not expensive.
It was expensive, but after reading the introduction materials, Cheng Wei told Zhao Xin that the land reclamation equipment was very easy to use. Whether it was a hillside or a swamp, it could be leveled off. The most important thing was that it could be operated remotely.
And for the most important weapons purchase, he still had to go to the other side of the ocean.
Oops, the more Zhao Xin thought about it, the more headache he got. He couldn't stay home for a few days, and he had to travel all over the world. Moreover, Liu Sheng stayed on the island during the festival, so he could only do these things by himself.
After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the people Zhao Xin recruited before New Year's Day will come to report. But his plan has been adjusted, and these people still need to be settled in the early stage.
While he was thinking about these things, Liu Sheng opened the door and came in.
“By the way, the seafood at Maozi is really fresh and cheap. I’ll try it again next time I get a chance.”
Zhao Xin said with a smile: "Sure, when I come back, I will bring you ten red hair crabs and eat them until you vomit."
"Bring more prawns. Maozi will boil them in water or on an iron plate. I think they are delicious when braised in oil." Liu Sheng licked his lower lip unconsciously.
"I said, are you full?" Zhao Xin asked the other party curiously.
"I was exhausted just now. I walked around the camp twice, and now I'm a little hungry again."
"Then why are you looking for me? To continue eating with you? Brother, you should go with Ding Guofeng, that guy is also a foodie." Zhao Xin shook his head with a wry smile.
"By the way, we are leaving tomorrow, can you do that? Why don't you go back with me?" The two chatted and laughed for a while, and Zhao Xin suddenly asked.
"Okay, why not? Although Sheng Haizhou can't speak Chinese, he can write without any problem. I've tried it all, and he can basically understand what I write."
"Speaking of which, I can't help but feel sorry for leaving you alone."
"It's so disgusting. Then you should come back early."
"This trip is really not going to work. I don't think I'll be able to come back until I'm fifteen."
"How do you say it?" Liu Sheng asked curiously.
"Look..." Zhao Xin clapped his fingers and told Liu Sheng about the mission back this time, and kept talking for more than half an hour.
"Even if I come back, it's just to see them off. I have to leave right away."
"Hey, let me tell you, when will the people you told me to recruit come? I remember there is also a woman?"
"I was just about to tell you about this. That woman is the head nurse of the obstetrics and gynecology department. Don't worry about it. She has an owner. They should be here at the end of February. I won't be able to take care of it then. I'll leave it to you.
Dealt with it.”
"Go, go, go, I don't care about anyone. I don't even know what they look like, what are you talking about!"
The two were joking around when someone knocked on the door. Zhao Xin got up and opened the door and saw that it was Li Ji.
"My lord, my lord. The meat is stewed and I'll bring it to you." Li Ji held two large bowls in his hand, one with chicken and the other with mutton.
Zhao Xin couldn't bear to refute Liji's kindness, so he found a piece of chicken with chopsticks and tasted it. The taste was just right. Under Zhao Xin's continuous education, Zhinao's cooking level has improved.
He smiled and said to Li Ji: "It tastes good. Tell your wife to keep working hard."
Li Ji smiled proudly.
After sending Li Ji away, Zhao Xin continued to explain the affairs of the camp one by one with Liu Sheng.
The Xila River Basin where they will go after spring is very narrow and long, and one settlement cannot meet the needs. Zhao Xin plans to go north along the Xila River and establish at least three camps to manage that large valley plain.
zone; as for the location of the industrial base, it is close to the bay.
Moreover, more than a hundred kilometers northwest from the mouth of the Xila River is Shuangbao City. Occupying this place also opens the door to the Sanjiang Plain.
Zhao Xin is determined to win this vast black land. He will definitely kill anyone who dares to snatch it from him.
At this time, more than two hundred miles southwest of Bear Island, on the mainland across from the sea, in a small village on the south bank of the Hajimi River.
More than 20 households in the village are happily preparing for the arrival of Zhengdan.
In a not very spacious yard, on a newly built stove outside the door of the main house, wild boar meat and dried wild vegetables were tumbling in a cast iron cauldron nearly three feet in diameter.
This is Yalha's home.
During the first two times he went to Bear Island to exchange supplies, no one in the village knew about it. But when he came back for the third time, the cast iron cauldron caused a sensation in the whole village.
At the same time, the new cotton robe and short boots that he exchanged for the first two times were also known to others. So Yalha simply exchanged a pair of short boots for half a wild boar with the village chief's house to celebrate the New Year.
It's time to eat something good.
However, Yarha has always hidden the small stainless steel basin from the people in the village. To him, it is a treasure, and he hopes to go to Ninggu Pagoda to sell it for a few coins in a few days.
Now the old mother also put on a brand new cotton robe, and another one was worn on her wife. After seeing it, Erlu, the eldest son of the Serdan family, kept asking Yalha how to change it.
When Erlu heard that only five pieces of solid-color otter skins or fine-haired black fox skins could be exchanged for such a cotton robe, he immediately jumped up and begged Yalha to bring him with him next time.
Yalha smiled and nodded in agreement.
At this time, after Yalha finished smoking a pot of cigarettes, he took off the short knife from his waist, forked out a small piece of wild boar meat from the pot, put it in his mouth and chewed it a few times.
He felt that the pork was almost cooked, so he took out the animal skin bag from his arms. Inside was the fine snowflake salt given to him by Katsu Kaishu.
Yarha carefully took out two pinches of salt from the animal skin bag and sprinkled it into the pot, and stirred the pot a few times with a short knife. He tasted the soup on the tip of the knife and felt that it was still a little bland. So he added
Twist two pinches.
"Put less. The salt is very precious." Yalha's wife lifted the door curtain and walked out of the main room.
"Is the pancake ready?" Yalha asked.
"it is done."
The door curtain shook, and the ten-year-old daughter came out of the house carrying three large pottery bowls and placed them on the edge of the stove.
(The Kurkhaqi people’s daily staple food is mostly buckwheat noodles, sorghum noodles, and sometimes wheat porridge; when the weather is bad, they dig wild vegetable roots and cook them, adding some animal oil or fish oil to satisfy their hunger. As for corn,
It is a very precious food and is only prepared when distinguished guests come.)
Yalha's wife filled three pottery bowls with stewed wild boar meat, and brought the bowls into the house with their daughter.
On the Kang table in the house, Yalha's mother sat on the main seat, Yalha and her son sat on the left and right sides, and his wife and daughter sat at the bottom.
On the Kang table, there were three steaming bowls of wild boar stew, buckwheat pancakes, and a small pot of white wine.
Yalha's wife poured wine for the old man and her husband.
The old lady was wearing a new cotton robe brought by her son. She looked at the hot dishes on the table and nodded with satisfaction.