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Volume 1 Chapter 210 Fried Noodles and Dehydrated Vegetables

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    "Don't worry, old housekeeper, I am in Luoyang. Who dares to bully me so blindly?" I couldn't help but laugh.  At this time, Yang Shidao, the Li family brothers and sisters, all came over with the leaders of various sent family soldiers.  "Everyone, this is my family's old housekeeper. He has been serving as my father's personal soldier. He has followed my father for more than fifteen years and is familiar with Shibi Khan. The scimitar he carries is the  At the beginning of the year, Qiming Khan, the father of Khan, exchanged the weapons he wore when he and his father became sworn brothers. "My finger pointed at the unique weapon hanging on Li Qian's waist, with a shark skin sheath and gold decoration.  Silver and jewels, an extremely luxurious scimitar.  "Your father is really capable. If so, I don't think Shibi Khan will be able to refuse the deal with us." Yang Shidao couldn't help but said with his eyes shining.  Nonsense, how can you dare to go to Liangshan without three or three? If I am not completely sure, how could the whole country be thinking about making a deal with Shibi Khan? After all, although the grassland people are mellow, they are just  For ordinary people, at the level of Khan, betraying the oath of alliance is as commonplace.  However, this time, I not only brought the scimitar that his father and I exchanged when we became brothers, but also brought a rich gift.  Many of them were designed by me personally, and among them, there were dozens of jars of fine wine.  These fine wines are no longer the low-alcohol wines of this era, but the wines made by me according to ancient methods?  Bah, it's the old method of the farmer's uncle's family. Although the spirit produced is called spirit, the alcohol content will not exceed 50 degrees. But the problem is that such a degree has already made the wine have at least more than 50 degrees alcohol.  Almost twice as much as the strongest liquor of the era.  Whether it is in books or in reality, I know very well that the nomads on the grassland are very fond of strong liquor. At least I have been drunk twice on the grassland by that kind of strong liquor of about 60 degrees.  , and kumis is a beverage to the nomads, and what they most desire to drink is this high-altitude wine.  Especially in the bitter cold winter, a bottle of strong wine can help them move under the wind and snow with difficulty.  For this reason, in order to impress this Shibi Khan, on the same day that I listened to Li Qian's suggestion, I began to design the 21st century farmhouse wine steaming equipment in a secluded place in the Duke's Mansion of Qi.  Now these thirty jars, each jar weighing twenty kilograms of strong liquor, will become an important resource in my trade with the Turks on the grassland.  As for why I don¡¯t go to the grassland to deal with Shibi Khan in person, it¡¯s very simple. I am not too idle. In this era, the journey from Luoyang to the grassland is difficult and long.  What if I fall ill along the way?  Do you want to be the first time-traveler in the history of time-travel who breaks down while traveling?  What if I get to the grassland and the Turks are too hospitable and make me suffer from alcoholism?  Then I will most likely become the first time-traveler who forgets his great and heavy historical mission due to alcoholism. So, in other words, how can a smart man like me, with great intelligence, travel across mountains and rivers for a little money?  It's not something that an excellent time traveler like me should do.  Finally, all the people gathered together. The team of nearly 600 people was not small. There were 300 knights among them, and the others were all masters who needed to rely on their feet to measure.  When the sun hung high overhead, the large team was finally ready to set off.  Looking at the troops of many nobles who were rushing over in spades, I then looked at the one hundred and fifty men under my command who stood as straight as javelins. They all wore the same style of leather armor and horizontal swords.  There are hand platoons of the same style, and bows of the same style inserted into the outermost part of the luggage bag. In short, although there are one hundred and fifty warriors, at this moment, they all have a unified title: Soldier, this is me  Give them a definition.  As for why it's just leather armor, it's not that I don't want these powerful warriors to be equipped with better and stronger equipment, but the problem is that armor is definitely not something ordinary people can do. Everyone has a two-and-a-half-foot tall armor next to them.  , a backpack about one and a half feet wide. Following Liu Yantian's gesture of clenching his fist toward the sky, and the sound of a bamboo whistle that followed, a hundred horseless men quickly carried the backpack placed beside them.  On their backs, there were five groups lined up on the avenue, each group composed of twenty people.  The speed and orderly arrangement made Liu Hongji and others who were gathering over let out a soft sigh, their eyes all falling on this young master's 150 soldiers.  "And with Zheng Chen's powerful roar, one hundred and fifty of my master's generals raised their right hands towards me, clenched them into fists, and struck the leather armor on my left chest.  One hundred and fifty people beat the drums neatly, just like the sound of a huge war drum, making everyone present's face change slightly.  Even the many family soldiers gathered nearby couldn't help but turn pale, and they all focused on me.?'s family soldier tribe.  With the same serious expression, I lightly beat my left chest with my right hand, and then shouted loudly: "Let's go, have a good journey." "Nuo" opened one hundred and fifty mouths at the same time, and let out a shocking roar that stirred up the leisurely spring breeze.  It suddenly became chaotic, as if it was suddenly filled with endless murderous aura.  " Watching the large team slowly walking away, our group of people watched for a long time. This time, they carried a lot of goods, but I firmly believe that they will be able to come back successfully.  "My dear brother, are these really your family's military routines?" Liu Hongji couldn't wait to come over and grabbed me. His bearded face looked extremely ferocious no matter how you looked at it.  "Is it still from your family?" I am speechless. What are these words? Apart from a master of military training like me, in this era, who else can train such an elite soldier like me, which surpasses this era?  Taxi soldiers.  Although they have not been baptized by blood and fire and still appear immature, I believe that in the near future, they will become the most powerful soldiers in the world.  Originally, it was enough to send only one hundred and fifty people, but I knew that this trip was a rare opportunity to hone their mental and physical strength, so in the end I decided to send two hundred troops and fifty masters.  soldiers.  "The shape of their backpacks is really weird, and it's so big that it can probably hold anything weighing thirty to fifty kilograms. How much stuff did you carry on your back?" Li Shimin's eyes also shone.  The ground came closer.  "In addition to a duck down sleeping bag for each person and a change of clothes, there are also twenty kilograms of fried noodles, five kilograms of dehydrated vegetables, a tea brick, some medicated oil for trauma, marching powder and the like, and some gadgets.  "In addition to these, each soldier carries fire stones and tinder, as well as a double-layered iron kettle. The outer layer can be used as a cooking box to cook food, and the kettle inside is naturally used.  It is used to hold enough boiled water to meet the soldiers' drinking needs throughout the day.  I don't want these soldiers to lose their combat effectiveness because they drank unclean water.  "A duck down sleeping bag?" Li Yaoguang's voice suddenly rose an octave, as if she suddenly saw a cockroach tap dancing in front of her eyes, her eyes widening in disbelief.  "You mean, each of them has a duck down sleeping bag that people can get into?" "Of course, one bed for each person is not too expensive anyway. I don't want these soldiers to be sick because of illness.  And lose the ability to move." I said calmly, but seeing the expressions of these guys, I felt secretly proud. Did I see the elites I trained this time?  "Are you too extravagant? By the way, dear brother, where did you get this backpack? It can actually carry such a heavy thing." Chai Shao also slipped over and asked with bright eyes.  "That's a backpack I designed for my little brother. It's made of the strongest fabric, and it's carried on both shoulders. The bottom of the backpack is above the hips, so more than half of the weight of the backpack can be transferred to the waist.  It greatly reduces the burden of interrogation and reduces tens of millions of shoulder injuries caused by long-term weight bearing. Moreover, this kind of backpack is also equipped with many side pockets, so that many fragmentary items can be placed in categories" I couldn't help but think.  He proudly showed off the benefits of this kind of backpack.  It has to be said that China does not pay much attention to the portable tool backpack. From the Spring and Autumn Period to the late Qing Dynasty, the equipment used by the Chinese to carry items seemed to be rucksacks made of sheets with the four corners pulled up, or wooden boxes.  "The arrival of this young master has given the Chinese nation a practical and portable tool. Its first purpose is to use it on my own soldiers and tribes.  "Behave with moderation and strict discipline. This is something I have never seen before. A few months ago, I heard you talk about military training. I didn't expect that you would actually develop such a military routine." Li Yaoguang's eyes widened.  The light was as bright as the sun in the sky reflected in her eyes.  "By the way, what are the fried noodles and dehydrated vegetables?" Xue Wanche came over and asked curiously.  This guy even strongly requested me to send him some samples so that he could have a taste.  Fried noodles are very simple. They grind wheat, oats or soybeans into flour, then add salt and sugar, add some diced meat and oil residue, and stir-fry until cooked.  Before I traveled through time, when I was a child, this was my favorite snack. Although it tasted heavy, it was very delicious.
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