Chapter 20: Killing a Sheep with a Butcher Knife

When it was not dark, Yunchu had already set up a marching stove. Because the design of the fire channel was reasonable, there were three fire eyes on the stove.

After the stove was completed, Hou San also brought the cooking utensils.

There were also iron pots in the Tang Dynasty, but they were cylindrical and deep-bottomed. They were great for stewing, but not suitable for cooking.

There is also a canal in the mulberry forest. The water here flows from the karez well, and the mulberry forest is located at a water outlet.

The weather was hot and dry, and Fang Zheng and others who also lived in the mulberry forest had already stripped naked and soaked in the water.

Yunchu was not willing to soak in it casually. The water in the karez was melted from the snowy mountains. In addition, it was always flowing in the karez and basically never saw the light of day. The water was freezing cold.

If you soak it for a long time, you will get rheumatism.

Yun Chu took advantage of the time to bake the marching stove and heated a large pot of hot water on the fire. He hadn't taken a hot bath for a long time. It was really a great pleasure to take a hot bath in such a sultry weather today.

Hou San, who took Yunchu's gold, was very obedient. In other words, this guy himself enjoyed being a servant very much.

When Yun Chu was taking a bath, whether he was helping Yun Chu wash his long hair with plant ash or rubbing his back with a piece of burlap under Yun Chu's command, he did a great job, especially since this guy didn't know where to get it. I brought some wild mint and after wiping my body with it, I felt cool and the heat was gone.

Hou San was waiting for Yun Chu to take a bath. Fang Zheng and the others were obviously taking a bath. No matter how well they washed, they were spying on Yun Chu taking a bath.

"He is fair and clean, and does not look like someone who has exerted himself to death. He has a lot of scars on his body, most of which are new injuries in the past few years. His legs have become slightly bandy. This should be a problem caused by riding animals. , it can be seen that this boy's riding skills should be good, but I don't know if he has contracted the Uighur people's bad habit of circling on horseback..."

"You're not very old, but he already has a good look. He's just a little hairy, he's not a bastard, he's still a youngster..."

"You see, he orders Hou San's orders as a matter of course, and even bathes in hot water. He might be the son of a wealthy family..."

"You're washing it so carefully... Look, look, you're saying hello to your crotch again. This kid has already washed it three times, right?"

"Go away, isn't it just a matter of a man taking a shower to get his ass and his face? It's a good thing to greet Sanlu more. That place is too important..."

"Tsk, tsk, brothers Mingjian, I always thought this boy was a girl pretending to be a girl, but now I am sure, he is a boy..."

"Would you like to recruit some Huji tonight? Even though the smell is a bit stronger, I can make do with it..."

"You fucking cocked up when you were watching a man take a shower, and you touched my leg... Get out of here, I will never be with you in the future..."

After men take a bath together with their buttocks naked, the tense relationship will somehow ease.

Sure enough, after Yun Chu took a shower and put on his shorts, he went to the ditch to look at these naked men.

"The snow water is bitingly cold, which is not good for your health. If you feel sleepy in the future, it's better to take a hot bath."

Liu Xiong smiled and said: "My body and bones are made of iron."

Yun Chu smiled and said: "When the iron is still rusty, if you don't listen to my advice, just don't come to me when you are tortured by illness in the future."

"Eh? Do you still know medical skills?" Fang Zheng suddenly stood up naked from the ditch, as if he had seen a treasure.

Yun Chu turned his head and didn't want to talk to Fang Zheng's hanging things.

"Humph, I understand a little bit, I understand a little bit!"

"What else can you do? Can you do divination?"

Yun Chu looked at Liu Xiong's naked body and turned his head in another direction: "I understand a little, I understand a little!"

"You know a little bit about everything, right?" He Yuanshan and others also emerged from the ditch.

Facing a group of naked men, Yunchu had no choice but to look at the stars. He really didn't expect that one day he would be targeted by thousands of people.

"The more you read, the more you understand everything."

"It seems like you should have a good master."

Yunchu really didn't have the courage to speak to a group of naked native men from the Tang Dynasty. He quickly distanced himself from the group of savages on the pretext of seeing if the marching stove was ready.

"Hahaha, boy, are you scared by my guy?" Liu Xiong's laughter was wild and evil.

If this sentence were spoken by a Uighur person, Yunchu might try his best to take revenge.

When Liu Xiong said it from the mouth of the ferocious-looking man, he just thought it was a dirty joke, turned around and forgot about it.

This is the benefit of returning to the ethnic group. Although Yun Chu is not a Tang person, in his heart he tacitly agrees that the Tang people are the same ancestor as him.

Lonely graves in the wilderness are eerie and scary. If the graves are buried with your ancestors and relatives, then there is nothing to be afraid of...

This is a wonderful feeling, and Yun Chu enjoys this feeling now, even if it is an illusion.

Yunchu had become accustomed to the living habit of working at sunrise and resting at dusk in this era. When he lay on the hard woven wooden bed, although it was very uncomfortable, he still said good night to Yunchu in his soul.

This is a real good night.

At dawn, Yunchu was awakened by the chirping of birds.

Last night, he slept very peacefully, although the sound of bangs from time to time in the military camp was a bit noisy, and the footsteps of the soldiers holding spears on the wall of the military camp while patrolling were not quiet.

But it was these two sounds that gave Yun Chu a great sense of security...When he slept in the Aries tribe, he always slept on his stomach. As long as he heard any strange sound, he would jump out.

And last night, he didn't even dream.

When Yun Chu got a soft mulberry branch, shaved his head, dipped it in a little salt and started to clean his teeth, he attracted onlookers again without surprise.

Fang Zheng, who had originally taken a sip of cold water and gulped it a few times as a mouthful of gargle, suddenly became embarrassed and also got a mulberry branch to clean his teeth with Yun Chu in a serious manner.

However, he only fiddled with it twice and his mouth was full of blood foam.

"Only rich families do this!"

He Yuanshan defined Yun Chu's behavior in the first instant.

"When winter comes, this kid will be frozen to death." Zhang An, the guard, looked at Yun Chu's overly large windows and doors and laughed.

"Isn't this what a rich family looks like? They may think that when it's cold, they should burn more charcoal basins or have maids to warm the bed."

"Hahahaha... the young master of a rich family has come to the Western Regions."

Yun Chu didn't hear them laughing at him. After washing up, he kneaded the dough and covered it with a pottery jar.

He then boiled a pot of mutton in a big pot, threw a pine stick into it, put on the lid made of reed stalks, pressed a stone, threw a few thick wooden tripods into the stove, waited for the water to boil, skimmed off the foam, and went to the official office of the Grand Pass.

He had a heavy task today. As a clerk, the first thing he had to do was to sort out the piles of documents in the official office, number them, and make it easy to store and retrieve them.

For this reason, Hou San, who had washed his face, took the initiative to help. Yun Chu did not refuse. With someone helping to move things, he could save a lot of trouble.

Working on an empty stomach makes people want time to go faster. Fang Zheng bit a piece of naan and watched Yun Chu and Hou San move all the piles of documents out of the government office and put them on the ground to dry.

Some documents were lumped together by moisture and the handwriting was blurred. According to Fang Zheng, these documents should have been destroyed long ago.

Yun Chu spread these things out one by one to dry, without leaving any.

In Fang Zheng's opinion, this is Yun Chu's meticulousness, but he didn't know that for Yun Chu, these documents are the best textbooks for him to re-understand the Tang Dynasty and understand the Tang Dynasty.

Many local legends are passed down by word of mouth, so they all become legends that are difficult to distinguish between true and false. Since they are legends, they are naturally not counted.

Documents are different!

His professionalism is definitely not comparable to those legends passed down by word of mouth. What Yun Chu needs most now is to lift the veil that the Tang Dynasty has covered his mind.

The small government office of Qiuci Town is the best classroom for Yun Chu to understand the national strength and people's livelihood of the Tang Dynasty.

As the sun gradually rose, Yun Chu asked Hou San to look after the documents, and hurried back to the mulberry forest to prepare to cook.

The mutton in the big pot was already cooked soft and rotten. Yun Chu took out the cooked mutton and put it aside to cool. He shaved off all the bones and cut the meat into slices, letting the clear mutton soup continue to boil.

He cut some green onions from the vegetable garden under the mulberry tree, chopped them into green onion paste, and stuffed the pine sticks in the mutton soup into the fire to reduce the fire, so that the mutton soup was in a state of boiling. Seeing the shiny mutton fat covering the soup surface, Yun Chu opened the pottery jar, pulled out a head from the dough that had been proofed long ago, and shook his hands slightly, and a thin noodle appeared.

Then, in the surprised eyes of Fang Zheng and others, Yun Chu's hands kept shaking, and the strange thing was that the dough was actually pulled into a thin noodle.

This noodle was constantly tumbling in Yun Chu's hand. One end had already fallen into the mutton soup pot, while the other end was still in a ball in the pottery jar.

One noodle is a bowl of noodles. The pulled noodles that people in the northwest often eat are like this. Once you start pulling the noodles, you can't slow down.

The cooked noodles floated on the mutton soup and were as thick as the head of a chopstick. When you scoop them into the bowl, they became as thick as the tip of a chopstick, which is very convenient to eat.

When the noodles were floating on the surface of the mutton soup, Yun Chu picked up the noodles with a pair of very long chopsticks. There was no need to separate them. One noodle was a bowl.

Chopped green onions, ground salt and chopped Tianshan black plums have been placed at the bottom of the bowl. The noodles are pressed on top of these seasonings and then poured with boiling mutton soup. The salt melts away and the chopped green onions float up from the bottom of the bowl, dotted on the soup surface with green luster. A few black black plums are faintly visible among the dark yellow noodles, and then covered with a thin layer of dark red mutton slices. A bowl of mutton noodle soup that the people in the northwest will never forget is created.