In the Blade

"They are so cruel!"

Du Chengfeng had just come back when he heard the neighbors' complaints.

It was obvious that during his absence, the neighbors were badly hurt by Wu Zhao. However, after hearing the specific reasons, Du Chengfeng didn't know what to say for a while. After all, he knew Wu Zhao's temper. When he was trying to influence the local people, Wu Zhao didn't do anything to the people he influenced. He was still very disciplined.

It's just that in order to resist foreign enemies, these people took the initiative to find the slave army trained by Wu Zhao, and even took the initiative to ask for training, and then they couldn't hold on. This is a bit...

"But it's normal."

Thinking about the method used by Wu Zhao that he had seen before, Du Chengfeng thought about it and could understand these neighbors.

Let alone these neighbors, even he might not be able to bear it in the past. After all, in Wu Zhao's view as a Yin person, the slaves are the most obedient. In other words, the so-called method used by Wu Zhao is the method that the Yin people used to train slaves in the past - obviously, this is the most familiar to Wu Zhao, and it can even be said that it is easy to use.

Du Chengfeng even speculated that the reason why Wu Zhao used this method was probably because he had some experimental intentions. Just like the slaves under the rule of the Yin people at that time, they might have imagined a world without the Yin people. Wu Zhao was obviously also ready to try whether these slaves could construct a special environment through the power of imagination.

However, Du Chengfeng was not optimistic about Wu Zhao's attempt. After all, the people here might be a little different from those Wu Zhao was familiar with. Just like now, Wu Zhao's attitude towards those hooded people can be called cruel, but these people not only did not show any resentment, but even began to have some kind of worship for Wu Zhao.

"But if it's like this, I can't go back."

Thinking of this, Du Chengfeng felt that if he wanted to return to Wangyou Township, he might have to rely on himself.

He actually had no idea about building a fantasy world.

"Why don't we eat first?"

Du Chengfeng thought about it and made a decision.

It's hard to say whether the thing can be done, but no matter whether it succeeds or not, life still has to go on. What's more, after eating prison food for this period of time, he is a little greedy. As for the so-called local delicacies in Huangsha City... In Du Chengfeng's opinion, it is not much different from prison food.

"Noodles and porridge, do you usually eat this kind of thing?"

Seeing the meals sent to him by the neighbors, Du Chengfeng slapped his head.

Strictly speaking, these things are indeed better than prison food. At least the cakes are still soft, not so hard that they can kill dogs, and there is even more porridge for seasoning-but what Du Chengfeng can't stand the most is that this porridge is also made of beans, but with a little animal oil in it, it is already a good meal in the eyes of locals.

"Ah? You mean meat?"

After Du Chengfeng raised his doubts, the old woman who made this meal was stunned.

Most of the time, there is no meat on the table of civilians. Only when they occasionally get some hunting, there will be more meat on the table-as for the cooking method, it is naturally just the simplest roasting and then seasoning with sauce.

Many people don't even know how to steam or cook, because no one has a suitable pot.

As for beef and mutton, which are common ingredients in Du Chengfeng's eyes, in this city of yellow sand, they are only the delicacies that nobles can afford. As for the cooking methods, they are only circulated among the nobles themselves and cannot be used by ordinary people at all.

"Then kill two sheep, just in time for everyone to eat."

Du Chengfeng, who really couldn't stand this meal, decided to show off his skills, on the one hand to satisfy his own cravings, and on the other hand to improve everyone's vision in terms of diet.

"Anyway, there are no nobles in the city now, but someone has to eat the meat... In addition, you don't have to follow the training, just come and help, help me make the pot."

Due to the lack of iron smelting technology, the most commonly used pots these days are naturally bronze pots, or ceramic casseroles. Although Du Chengfeng believes that these two things can't be used to cook, they are actually quite good for stewing soup.

After this, the neighbors in the Yellow Sand City looked at Du Chengfeng with more gratitude and understanding.

Grateful for not having to train, this giant saved their lives from the clutches of the brutal hooded man. As for understanding... He opened his mouth and asked to eat meat like a noble man, and even asked to eat two sheep. No wonder he was so tall.

Yes, eating meat can make you stronger, taller, and more powerful. Even in a remote place like the Yellow Sand City, everyone understands this truth.

So the question is, since everyone knows that eating meat is good, then everyone doesn't eat it on weekdays, does it mean that they don't like it?

"That is to say, the nobles here monopolize meat and thus cut off the opportunity for these people to become stronger..."

After realizing this, Du Chengfeng suddenly felt that this place seemed to be no different from Southern Chen.

Although there is no evil spirit here, and there is no blockade of evil spirit weapons, the local nobles have used another way to limit the power of these civilians - if you think about it this way, it is not unreasonable for those nobles to be hung on trees by the neighbors. They don't even let everyone eat meat. Isn't this courting death?

Du Chengfeng naturally would not advocate any vegetarianism, and he did not have the habit of eating alone. Just like now, he was going to share this big pot of soup with everyone.

Making mutton soup was not a troublesome thing for Du Chengfeng's current cooking skills. Although there were many necessary seasonings, fortunately, the local mutton was of good quality, and his butchering skills were also very good. The mutton was not fishy or smelly. Adding some radish and sprinkling some salt could make a delicious dish.

And there was another advantage to making soup.

That is, as long as you keep adding water to it, you will never finish drinking the soup.

But the neighbors did not notice this. They only saw the giant throwing the mutton and the processed mutton offal into the pot, and then a steady stream of soup was sent out. Obviously, only two sheep were killed, which was not even enough for the nobles to eat for two days, but now all the neighbors in the entire Yellow Sand City were given a bowl of mutton soup, and everyone had a share.

"This is a miracle! This giant is indeed the messenger of God!"

After realizing this, they began to worship this giant even more.

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