The rise of the poor

The night is over, the night is dark, the moon is dim, the stars are sparse, the wind is cold, and the battlefield is finally cleaned.

Everyone wore stars and moons and returned to Suzhou City.

Full harvest.

A cart of Japanese pirate heads covered with linoleum, a cart of Japanese pirate weapons, and a cart of gold, silver and jewelry.

Because the messengers delivered the news in real time, the city of Suzhou knew the situation of cleaning the battlefield outside the city. Knowing that the trip was smooth and smooth, Suzhou City opened the gates early and welcomed everyone back to the city.

Shang Zhifu left the city early to welcome everyone back, and led a group of officials, smiling gently and bowing their hands.

"Zi Hou has worked hard, all the officers and soldiers have worked hard, all the fathers and fellow villagers have worked hard, and you, Deputy General Zhang, have also worked hard. I have already ordered some people to prepare a supper. After you enter the city, you will have a supper first, and then go back to your residence to rest."

Shang Zhifu's gentle words made everyone feel like a spring breeze after being tired for most of the night, and the fatigue on their bodies was greatly relieved.

"Thank you, Mr. Shang." Zhu Ping'an got off his horse early and cupped his hands in thanks, and everyone behind him also cupped their fists in thanks.

"Why are you still standing there, why don't you hurry up and help drive the chariots and horses into the city, so that everyone can have a good time and enjoy supper."

Shang Zhifu commanded the soldiers behind him to help everyone pull the carts of harvest into the city.

After entering the city, the large square not far from the city gate was lit with bright bonfires and filled with desks one after another.

Pots of fragrant supper are simmering on the makeshift stove, and baskets of steaming meat pies are stacked in the cage drawer.

"Lord Zhu, all officers and men, and fellow countrymen, please take a seat and enjoy supper."

After entering the city, Shang Zhifu enthusiastically took Zhu Pingan to a seat, and got up again to invite everyone to sit down for supper.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, Suzhou is damp and cold. Everyone has been busy in the middle of the night. It is cold, cold and freezing. With such a warm supper, it is like an old lady who has been a bachelor for 50 years.

"Thank you sir."

Everyone hurriedly took their seats.

"Tonight for supper, I prepared a few small dishes, meat pies, hot soup, and warm rice wine. Haha, don't blame me for being thick. I know that you are very strict in the military. Drinking alcohol is prohibited in the army, but this rice wine has a low alcohol content. If you don't get drunk, you won't miss anything, and it can help you sleep, Zi Hou is at ease, even if you drink three bowls of him, you will be fine."

Shang Zhifu warmly greeted everyone, and when mentioning rice wine, he even explained it to Zhu Pingan.

"Master Shang has a heart, brothers in the Zhe Army, make an exception to drink rice wine tonight, limited to the three."

Zhu Pingan smiled and thanked Shang Zhifu, and then said to the Zhejiang army.

"Thank you, sir, thank you, Lord Shang."

A group of Zhejiang soldiers thanked them overjoyed. They usually don't drink alcohol. Although today is only low-alcohol rice wine, rice wine is still wine. It is already in time for the Chinese New Year.

While everyone was thanking, the kitchen assistants brought out side dishes, meat pies, hot soup and rice wine.

"Thank you, Mr. Shang." A group of young and strong people thanked them, and couldn't help picking up their chopsticks and rice wine.

Cleaning the battlefield this night exhausted them.

Salvage the corpses of Japanese pirates, owl heads, burn them, dig pits; cut down trees, clear grass and trees, and dig isolation zones
Tired and exhausted, cautiously high-strung, and somewhat unlucky.

There must be one hundred people in their hearts who are willing to clean up the battlefield, and cutting off the heads of Japanese pirates is quite a solution, but after all, they are corpses. In their concept, corpses are bad luck, let alone thousands of corpses of Japanese pirates. The bad luck is getting worse.

Now they want to drink too much, to anesthetize their nerves and drive away bad luck.

So, after thanking them, they picked up the big bowl and drank a big bowl of rice wine in one gulp.

A little bit of sweetness, a little sourness, a little bit of wine, and a big bowl, half of the tiredness of the whole body was removed.

After drinking, you want to eat something to pad your stomach. Drinking on an empty stomach is not a good habit.

So, everyone reached out and took a piece of meatloaf from the drawer, and stuffed it into their mouths, just one mouthful.

A mouthful of meatloaf enters the throat, the fragrant meat smells, and there is a unique burnt smell of barbecue.
BBQ? !
Everyone couldn't help but stop chewing, and the corners of their mouths twitched, as if they were struck by lightning.

"Hehe, knowing that you have worked hard today, I specially asked the cook to roast pork and mutton for you, chopped them into cubes, and put them in meat pies. When the meat pies just came out of the pan, the fragrance wafted for miles, and it was so gluttonous. .”

Shang Zhifu saw that everyone was in a daze after eating the meat pie, and he thought it was so delicious that everyone was stunned, so he couldn't help smiling and said to everyone.

He also knew in his heart that the first reason why everyone reacted so strongly was that the meat pie was delicious. There is no doubt that this meat pie was made by the top barbecue chef in Suzhou City with his helper. Cake, he is used to delicacies from mountains and seas, even he thinks it is a rare delicacy, let alone the common people; the second thing is that everyone cleans the battlefield overnight, tired and hungry, and the delicious food increases several times out of thin air when they are hungry.With these two points, everyone was stunned after taking a bite of the meatloaf.

"Haha, this is the barbecue made by the famous barbecue Zhang in Suzhou. It is naturally delicious."

The subordinate officials in Suzhou followed suit.

BBQ? !
Hearing the word barbecue, everyone couldn't help but think of the corpses of Japanese pirates in various shapes and shapes in the ashes of the forest, or hugging tree trunks, or twisted on the ground, or hugged together, coke-like, hideous corpses of Japanese pirates, and the scene The horrible meaty smell that penetrates the nostrils of the mouth, which can't be covered even if you hold your nose.
At this moment, looking at the pieces of burnt and fragrant barbecued meat sandwiched in the meatloaf, it seems that the corpses of Japanese pirates in the ashes have been chopped up and sandwiched in the meat. It's exactly the same.

So

The stomach was overwhelmed, and an indescribable and uncontrollable force rushed from bottom to top, straight to the throat, and rushed into the mouth in an instant.

Everyone also knew that this occasion was not an ordinary occasion, and it was not suitable for vomiting, so they held back their mouth and nose.

But I just drank a big bowl of rice wine, and now it's all upside down, and it's not like covering it can cover it.

All of a sudden, the mouth was full, and both hands covered the mouth, but they still couldn't cover it.

Vomit, vomit, vomit.
Mouth vomited, squirting out from between fingers.
Finally, they knew they couldn't spray on the table, turned their heads outward, and sprayed out from between their fingers. Once they started spraying, they couldn't control it.

Such as the flood discharge of a reservoir, it is out of control.

Everyone's abdomen shrank sharply, and the things in their stomachs rushed out rapidly. They had to hold the table with their hands, leaned over, and vomited wildly.

For a moment, thousands of people vomited wildly, the scene was indescribable, Shangzhifu and others were in a mess. (end of this chapter)