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The cottage where Dong Ming lives is actually very small, with a total of more than 100 people. As Xiao Hui asked from the black charcoal mouth, the members of the cottage used to belong to a village, but because the village was hit by disasters two years ago, life was difficult. As a result, the surrounding villages were hit by disasters, resulting in bandits everywhere, Under the continuous "patronage" of bandits, the last remaining people in Dong Ming's village also had no way out. Finally, they followed the practices of other villagers and embarked on a "no return road".
However, being a thief is also a matter of technology. If they don't have enough strength, they can't occupy the territory. Although Dong Ming's team has not been swallowed up by other gangs, they are still forced to go farther and farther. It's not because they are strong, but because there is basically no oil and water in this area, The real adults in the stockade are busy making a living. Only people of Heitan's age can still "be ambitious" and wait for the rabbit. But today, I was unlucky and met a cruel little ash who eats people and doesn't spit bones.
The stockade is very close. You can see the man-made buildings built along the mountain in two hours. Basically, Li Luoyang won't call those population buildings "houses". It's really because they are too simple and hungry. They are like dog kennels. Some of the logs that frame the bone frame of the dog kennel are still green, The branches and leaves laid on the top in order to shelter from the wind and rain can also see pieces of green. Living in such an environment, life is not only difficult.
"Tomorrow?"
Seeing mountain bandits doesn't mean you can arrive immediately. The so-called "watching the mountain and running a dead horse". At this time, the three of Li Luoyang are a mountain away from the stronghold. If there is no accident, they have to walk for an hour. Li Luoyang admires Dong Ming's "carrying the handle" of their stronghold. It's also right that they are far away from the world and can't rob fat sheep, I really don't know who "shouldered" is a monk. Otherwise, how could he make such a brain crippled decision?
It was already dark, and Xiao Hui agreed to pass again tomorrow, although he was eager to catch the "missionary" in the stronghold. Dong Ming said that there were "missionaries" in the stronghold. Although Heitan was young, he was deeply involved in the play. It can also be said that the brainwashing of "Mingjiao" was more successful. In short, Heitan didn't disclose that there were "missionaries" in the stronghold until he died. I don't know whether he was afraid of affecting the stronghold or the sect.
Xiaohui believes that the status of "missionary" in the sect must be much higher than the "cannon fodder" of black carbon. If he can grasp the "missionary", he may be able to grasp the important information of Ming religion in Fujian, which is of great significance for liumen to eliminate the "Ming religion" as a malignant tumor of the imperial court.
Although he is only the lowest level Eagle dog in the six doors, Xiao Hui still has a strong desire to make contributions. After all, there is room for the eagle dog to rise in the six doors. As long as certain conditions can be met, the eagle dog can also become a "noble" in the six doors like the Mo family, hereditary, and enjoy grace and grace treatment. For Xiaohui, nothing is more important than this.
It's nothing for Xiaohui and Dong Ming to clean up a place for the night. Li Luoyang is happy to enjoy his success. Is he a young master? He eats dried meat without a bite. Although the taste is not as good as that of dried beef in later generations, it's enough for Dong Ming to drool.
"When doing things seriously, dried meat is nothing. You don't even look at others' little ash." Li Luoyang taught Dong Ming a lesson, but Dong Ming didn't accept it. It's too unfair. Xiao Hui doesn't care about dried meat because he's eating it!
"Well, I promise you'll have it later. Go on. If you don't light it by the stove, you won't be able to eat hot dishes tonight."
There is a clear spring nearby. Li Luoyang keeps the dried vegetables dried at home. Xiao Hui says he wants to pick some mushrooms. Li Luoyang doesn't agree. He doesn't want to die of food poisoning.
When the moon climbed up the treetop, the three finally drank the hot soup. They were full of praise for the dry ash made by Li Luoyang. They said it would be good if they could become military food. The soldiers on the expedition often ate dry food. If they could drink this hot soup when conditions permit, it would be less uncomfortable to work hard.
"It's really not easy." Li Luoyang shook his head after thinking about it. "The loss of dried vegetables is too high. It's hard for the imperial court to afford this expenditure unless it doesn't need money to buy vegetables."
"Tuntian, let the military households plant it, and don't cost." Xiaohui said indifferently.
"It's not that simple. There's no cost for farming, but where does the grain come from when the original grain field is used to grow vegetables?"
"This..." Xiao Hui was speechless. Soon he decided not to argue with Li Luoyang and turned to Dong Ming, who was busy with a mouthful of vegetable soup and dried meat. "Boy, why do you eat all the dried meat? Eat cakes!"
"No, the cake is not delicious, no dried meat is delicious!" obviously, Dong Ming is a person who knows the goods. Of course, dried meat is better than cake, and the cost is much more expensive than cake.
"This boy, still eat! Besides the situation in the stockade, otherwise you won't have your share of the pot washing water!"
"I also want to drink the water to wash the pot. This pot is so good. Why haven't I seen such a pot before?" Dong Ming certainly can't see such a pot, because Li Luoyang's pot that Xiao Hui brought with him this time was made by him. If the poor use casseroles and the rich use iron pots, Li Luoyang is a "steel pot", At the time of design, Li Luoyang considered going out for use, so the shape is not like a frying pan, but a "handle" is designed on both sides, which can end and hang. The deeply concave bottom ensures that more things can be cooked when the size of the pot mouth is limited. The whole body is only about eight inches in diameter, but the shape of the whole cylinder ensures its volume to the greatest extent, In addition, the specially thickened bottom of the pot can play an excellent role in heat storage. As long as the water is boiled, even if the fire is extinguished, the dishes can be scalded to the extent that they can be imported.
It is also a black technology relative to this era. Unfortunately, this black technology is not popularized at present. Without stamping equipment, it can only be knocked out by blacksmith with a hammer. The production efficiency and yield are problems. However, Li Luoyang has not thought about developing this kind of pot for the time being. If he wants to use it, there is no cost.
When the soup was full and the meat was full, Li Luoyang yawned on the "bed" that Xiao Hui had cleaned up for him. "Go to sleep. Go into the stockade tomorrow morning. I'll kill!"
"Bah! You are shameless. You dare to talk nonsense without even half a pot of water. You really want to spank him!"
In the dark forest, Wu Xinyi took a hard bite of the dry cake and said ruthlessly.
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The cottage where Dong Ming lives is actually very small, with a total of more than 100 people. As Xiao Hui asked from the black charcoal mouth, the members of the cottage used to belong to a village, but because the village was hit by disasters two years ago, life was difficult. As a result, the surrounding villages were hit by disasters, resulting in bandits everywhere, Under the continuous "patronage" of bandits, the last remaining people in Dong Ming's village also had no way out. Finally, they followed the practices of other villagers and embarked on a "no return road".
However, being a thief is also a matter of technology. If they don't have enough strength, they can't occupy the territory. Although Dong Ming's team has not been swallowed up by other gangs, they are still forced to go farther and farther. It's not because they are strong, but because there is basically no oil and water in this area, The real adults in the stockade are busy making a living. Only people of Heitan's age can still "be ambitious" and wait for the rabbit. But today, I was unlucky and met a cruel little ash who eats people and doesn't spit bones.
The stockade is very close. You can see the man-made buildings built along the mountain in two hours. Basically, Li Luoyang won't call those population buildings "houses". It's really because they are too simple and hungry. They are like dog kennels. Some of the logs that frame the bone frame of the dog kennel are still green, The branches and leaves laid on the top in order to shelter from the wind and rain can also see pieces of green. Living in such an environment, life is not only difficult.
"Tomorrow?"
Seeing mountain bandits doesn't mean you can arrive immediately. The so-called "watching the mountain and running a dead horse". At this time, the three of Li Luoyang are a mountain away from the stronghold. If there is no accident, they have to walk for an hour. Li Luoyang admires Dong Ming's "carrying the handle" of their stronghold. It's also right that they are far away from the world and can't rob fat sheep, I really don't know who "shouldered" is a monk. Otherwise, how could he make such a brain crippled decision?
It was already dark, and Xiao Hui agreed to pass again tomorrow, although he was eager to catch the "missionary" in the stronghold. Dong Ming said that there were "missionaries" in the stronghold. Although Heitan was young, he was deeply involved in the play. It can also be said that the brainwashing of "Mingjiao" was more successful. In short, Heitan didn't disclose that there were "missionaries" in the stronghold until he died. I don't know whether he was afraid of affecting the stronghold or the sect.
Xiaohui believes that the status of "missionary" in the sect must be much higher than the "cannon fodder" of black carbon. If he can grasp the "missionary", he may be able to grasp the important information of Ming religion in Fujian, which is of great significance for liumen to eliminate the "Ming religion" as a malignant tumor of the imperial court.
Although he is only the lowest level Eagle dog in the six doors, Xiao Hui still has a strong desire to make contributions. After all, there is room for the eagle dog to rise in the six doors. As long as certain conditions can be met, the eagle dog can also become a "noble" in the six doors like the Mo family, hereditary, and enjoy grace and grace treatment. For Xiaohui, nothing is more important than this.
It's nothing for Xiaohui and Dong Ming to clean up a place for the night. Li Luoyang is happy to enjoy his success. Is he a young master? He eats dried meat without a bite. Although the taste is not as good as that of dried beef in later generations, it's enough for Dong Ming to drool.
"When doing things seriously, dried meat is nothing. You don't even look at others' little ash." Li Luoyang taught Dong Ming a lesson, but Dong Ming didn't accept it. It's too unfair. Xiao Hui doesn't care about dried meat because he's eating it!
"Well, I promise you'll have it later. Go on. If you don't light it by the stove, you won't be able to eat hot dishes tonight."
There is a clear spring nearby. Li Luoyang keeps the dried vegetables dried at home. Xiao Hui says he wants to pick some mushrooms. Li Luoyang doesn't agree. He doesn't want to die of food poisoning.
When the moon climbed up the treetop, the three finally drank the hot soup. They were full of praise for the dry ash made by Li Luoyang. They said it would be good if they could become military food. The soldiers on the expedition often ate dry food. If they could drink this hot soup when conditions permit, it would be less uncomfortable to work hard.
"It's really not easy." Li Luoyang shook his head after thinking about it. "The loss of dried vegetables is too high. It's hard for the imperial court to afford this expenditure unless it doesn't need money to buy vegetables."
"Tuntian, let the military households plant it, and don't cost." Xiaohui said indifferently.
"It's not that simple. There's no cost for farming, but where does the grain come from when the original grain field is used to grow vegetables?"
"This..." Xiao Hui was speechless. Soon he decided not to argue with Li Luoyang and turned to Dong Ming, who was busy with a mouthful of vegetable soup and dried meat. "Boy, why do you eat all the dried meat? Eat cakes!"
"No, the cake is not delicious, no dried meat is delicious!" obviously, Dong Ming is a person who knows the goods. Of course, dried meat is better than cake, and the cost is much more expensive than cake.
"This boy, still eat! Besides the situation in the stockade, otherwise you won't have your share of the pot washing water!"
"I also want to drink the water to wash the pot. This pot is so good. Why haven't I seen such a pot before?" Dong Ming certainly can't see such a pot, because Li Luoyang's pot that Xiao Hui brought with him this time was made by him. If the poor use casseroles and the rich use iron pots, Li Luoyang is a "steel pot", At the time of design, Li Luoyang considered going out for use, so the shape is not like a frying pan, but a "handle" is designed on both sides, which can end and hang. The deeply concave bottom ensures that more things can be cooked when the size of the pot mouth is limited. The whole body is only about eight inches in diameter, but the shape of the whole cylinder ensures its volume to the greatest extent, In addition, the specially thickened bottom of the pot can play an excellent role in heat storage. As long as the water is boiled, even if the fire is extinguished, the dishes can be scalded to the extent that they can be imported.
It is also a black technology relative to this era. Unfortunately, this black technology is not popularized at present. Without stamping equipment, it can only be knocked out by blacksmith with a hammer. The production efficiency and yield are problems. However, Li Luoyang has not thought about developing this kind of pot for the time being. If he wants to use it, there is no cost.
When the soup was full and the meat was full, Li Luoyang yawned on the "bed" that Xiao Hui had cleaned up for him. "Go to sleep. Go into the stockade tomorrow morning. I'll kill!"
"Bah! You are shameless. You dare to talk nonsense without even half a pot of water. You really want to spank him!"
In the dark forest, Wu Xinyi took a hard bite of the dry cake and said ruthlessly.
The cottage where Dong Ming lives is actually very small, with a total of more than 100 people. As Xiao Hui asked from the black charcoal mouth, the members of the cottage used to belong to a village, but because the village was hit by disasters two years ago, life was difficult. As a result, the surrounding villages were hit by disasters, resulting in bandits everywhere, Under the continuous "patronage" of bandits, the last remaining people in Dong Ming's village also had no way out. Finally, they followed the practices of other villagers and embarked on a "no return road".However, being a thief is also a matter of technology. If they don't have enough strength, they can't occupy the territory. Although Dong Ming's team has not been swallowed up by other gangs, they are still forced to go farther and farther. It's not because they are strong, but because there is basically no oil and water in this area, The real adults in the stockade are busy making a living. Only people of Heitan's age can still "be ambitious" and wait for the rabbit. But today, I was unlucky and met a cruel little ash who eats people and doesn't spit bones.The stockade is very close. You can see the man-made buildings built along the mountain in two hours. Basically, Li Luoyang won't call those population buildings "houses". It's really because they are too simple and hungry. They are like dog kennels. Some of the logs that frame the bone frame of the dog kennel are still green, The branches and leaves laid on the top in order to shelter from the wind and rain can also see pieces of green. Living in such an environment, life is not only difficult."Tomorrow?"Seeing mountain bandits doesn't mean you can arrive immediately. The so-called "watching the mountain and running a dead horse". At this time, the three of Li Luoyang are a mountain away from the stronghold. If there is no accident, they have to walk for an hour. Li Luoyang admires Dong Ming's "carrying the handle" of their stronghold. It's also right that they are far away from the world and can't rob fat sheep, I really don't know who "shouldered" is a monk. Otherwise, how could he make such a brain crippled decision?It was already dark, and Xiao Hui agreed to pass again tomorrow, although he was eager to catch the "missionary" in the stronghold. Dong Ming said that there were "missionaries" in the stronghold. Although Heitan was young, he was deeply involved in the play. It can also be said that the brainwashing of "Mingjiao" was more successful. In short, Heitan didn't disclose that there were "missionaries" in the stronghold until he died. I don't know whether he was afraid of affecting the stronghold or the sect.Xiaohui believes that the status of "missionary" in the sect must be much higher than the "cannon fodder" of black carbon. If he can grasp the "missionary", he may be able to grasp the important information of Ming religion in Fujian, which is of great significance for liumen to eliminate the "Ming religion" as a malignant tumor of the imperial court.Although he is only the lowest level Eagle dog in the six doors, Xiao Hui still has a strong desire to make contributions. After all, there is room for the eagle dog to rise in the six doors. As long as certain conditions can be met, the eagle dog can also become a "noble" in the six doors like the Mo family, hereditary, and enjoy grace and grace treatment. For Xiaohui, nothing is more important than this.It's nothing for Xiaohui and Dong Ming to clean up a place for the night. Li Luoyang is happy to enjoy his success. Is he a young master? He eats dried meat without a bite. Although the taste is not as good as that of dried beef in later generations, it's enough for Dong Ming to drool."When doing things seriously, dried meat is nothing. You don't even look at others' little ash." Li Luoyang taught Dong Ming a lesson, but Dong Ming didn't accept it. It's too unfair. Xiao Hui doesn't care about dried meat because he's eating it!"Well, I promise you'll have it later. Go on. If you don't light it by the stove, you won't be able to eat hot dishes tonight."There is a clear spring nearby. Li Luoyang keeps the dried vegetables dried at home. Xiao Hui says he wants to pick some mushrooms. Li Luoyang doesn't agree. He doesn't want to die of food poisoning.When the moon climbed up the treetop, the three finally drank the hot soup. They were full of praise for the dry ash made by Li Luoyang. They said it would be good if they could become military food. The soldiers on the expedition often ate dry food. If they could drink this hot soup when conditions permit, it would be less uncomfortable to work hard."It's really not easy." Li Luoyang shook his head after thinking about it. "The loss of dried vegetables is too high. It's hard for the imperial court to afford this expenditure unless it doesn't need money to buy vegetables.""Tuntian, let the military households plant it, and don't cost." Xiaohui said indifferently."It's not that simple. There's no cost for farming, but where does the grain come from when the original grain field is used to grow vegetables?""This..." Xiao Hui was speechless. Soon he decided not to argue with Li Luoyang and turned to Dong Ming, who was busy with a mouthful of vegetable soup and dried meat. "Boy, why do you eat all the dried meat? Eat cakes!""No, the cake is not delicious, no dried meat is delicious!" obviously, Dong Ming is a person who knows the goods. Of course, dried meat is better than cake, and the cost is much more expensive than cake."This boy, still eat! Besides the situation in the stockade, otherwise you won't have your share of the pot washing water!""I also want to drink the water to wash the pot. This pot is so good. Why haven't I seen such a pot before?" Dong Ming certainly can't see such a pot, because Li Luoyang's pot that Xiao Hui brought with him this time was made by him. If the poor use casseroles and the rich use iron pots, Li Luoyang is a "steel pot", At the time of design, Li Luoyang considered going out for use, so the shape is not like a frying pan, but a "handle" is designed on both sides, which can end and hang. The deeply concave bottom ensures that more things can be cooked when the size of the pot mouth is limited. The whole body is only about eight inches in diameter, but the shape of the whole cylinder ensures its volume to the greatest extent, In addition, the specially thickened bottom of the pot can play an excellent role in heat storage. As long as the water is boiled, even if the fire is extinguished, the dishes can be scalded to the extent that they can be imported.It is also a black technology relative to this era. Unfortunately, this black technology is not popularized at present. Without stamping equipment, it can only be knocked out by blacksmith with a hammer. The production efficiency and yield are problems. However, Li Luoyang has not thought about developing this kind of pot for the time being. If he wants to use it, there is no cost.When the soup was full and the meat was full, Li Luoyang yawned on the "bed" that Xiao Hui had cleaned up for him. "Go to sleep. Go into the stockade tomorrow morning. I'll kill!""Bah! You are shameless. You dare to talk nonsense without even half a pot of water. You really want to spank him!"In the dark forest, Wu Xinyi took a hard bite of the dry cake and said ruthlessly.
