It didn't take long for the marching rations of 189 people to heat up. The place next to the rations for boiling soup also bulged. The thing inside swelled after drinking water.
Licking his lips, Lu Bo asked Sang Qi, "Do you want to open it? There's pork inside. "
"Open it, it's not like I haven't seen a pig before. I don't want to eat it." Sang Qi insisted on seeing what it was.
Before Lu Bo opened it, someone opened it first and cheered happily, "Mine is braised pork and green beans. I know it. It's rice from the northern part of Hebei province. There are also a few pickles. Let me see, spicy radish strips and platycodon."
Obviously, the person who opened it was a member of Lu Bo's group. How could the people at the border know what was inside?
"Mine is two. One is twice-cooked pork and the other is pickled eggplant strips. Unfortunately, mine doesn't have pickles." Another person shouted happily.
"Let me see mine. Let me see mine. It's here. Look, ha, ha, ha, it's my favorite fried pork with garlic. The pickles are pickled cucumbers. It smells like my hometown." The third person was also very happy.
"Mine is Gong Bao Ji Ding …"
"Mine is soft fried pork tenderloin with dipping sauce …"
"Mine is scrambled eggs with chives. I don't like chives. Who can change with me? Mine is pickled eggplant mixed with garlic. Does anyone like garlic? … "
"Mine is white meat with winter melon. I gave you garlic …"
"Mine, and mine, mine is … grilled mutton? Oh, it's not pork. What are you doing? It's pork. Do you dare to hit me? I'll die for you. Here, give me another one. "
Another person found that his dish was actually mutton and regretted shouting it out. As a result, many people were not stupid. They immediately grabbed it and made a gesture of wanting to hit him. He was not afraid. He straightened his neck and threatened to ask for another one. Anyway, as long as there was one, he didn't have to eat mutton.
Lu Bo looked at Sang Qi and opened his own. After taking a closer look, he helplessly handed it to Sang Qi and said, "Mine is scallion beef tendons. It's cooked beef tendons stir-fried with scallions and coriander. The side dish is ginger fish shredded with shredded ginger and salty sea fish. Let me smell the soup. Hmm, seaweed soup. Here, you can eat it. There's no pig in it."
Sang Qi listened, and when Lu Bo passed it to him, he took it without any backbone. He wanted to cry.
Was this the rations of the Great Tang? The other side came from afar to fight and ate this. On the other hand, they ate stir-fried noodles, which were made by the people at the border. Otherwise, they would always eat stir-fried rice, which was called highland barley rice in the Great Tang. It was used to feed the animals, and with some salted and dried meat, it was a marching ration.
She had never heard of the same dish before. Did she really think that she didn't know what she was doing? This was called a combination of meat and vegetables. The pickles were determined based on one's personal taste. It wasn't a must to eat them. If one didn't want to eat them, they could leave them alone or exchange with others.
Also, take some pork. It smelled good. Why didn't the doctrine allow them to eat it? The war was so cowardly.
Lu Bo suddenly felt a sense of sympathy. He thought, It's so bitter to eat so many people. You should be occupied by us earlier. We'll let you live a good life. Look at what you soldiers eat. Don't you feel sad?
After thinking about it, Lu Bo began to choose the marching ration again. In fact, there were words on the packaging. His people shouted them out to provoke the people who ate many people.
Just like the person who said that he didn't like to eat chives. Others might not know you, but how could I not know you? When I went to your house, I saw that your dumplings were full. Four out of five times, they were vegetarian and three delicacies. If you don't like to eat them, why did you make them? Did you think that my dumplings didn't have other fillings? I'll exchange with you later. Let's see if you want to exchange.
Lu Bo's mood suddenly became cheerful, even though he knew that he was still a hostage. He chose from the box and shouted to Sang Qi, "General Sang Qi, look, this is something you can eat. Do you want to eat it?"
Sang Qi was about to nod when his expression suddenly changed. He laughed and said, "There's no hurry. You eat it first."
As he spoke, he handed back the marching ration that he had just received.
Lu Bo understood. He was afraid that it was poisoned. He took it and ate it. He was not afraid. He knew that the Seedling Protection Team would not make such a stupid plan. They were all elites and could not lack schemers.
Since that was the case, if it were him, he would not believe what he ate either. How could he add something to it the first time? That would kill his own people.
After happily eating a few mouthfuls, Lu Bo praised loudly, "The marching ration of the Zhang Family and Wang Family is really delicious."
"Yes, yes, it's delicious. It's better than the food I've eaten in the restaurant before. You can reheat it when it's cold." Another person echoed loudly.
"I guess he's a chef from Between the Clouds and the Water. Ordinary people can't do that." Another person shouted.
"Wait." Sang Qi grabbed Lu Bo's arm and asked, "What's the Zhang Family and Wang Family?"
"It's … it's the Tang Empire army around us. General Sang Qi, don't you know? I saw it very clearly. There are members of the No. 0 Seedling Protection Team and No. 1 Seedling Protection Team of the Zhang Family and the No. 1 Seedling Protection Team. They formed a team and are beside us … waiting for an opportunity. "
Lu Bo said to Sang Qi in a daze.
Sang Qi was also stunned. Of course, he knew about the Zhang Family and Wang Family of Sanshui County of the Tang Empire. Some people said that the Tang Empire would be completely destroyed if they killed people from the two families. As long as Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan of the two families were alive, it would be useless no matter how much land they conquered. As long as they came out personally, the world of the Tang Empire would be peaceful.
"Now … now … now it's their people?" At this moment, Sang Qi did not even have the mood to pray to Allah. He only felt cold all over. He knew too well what the Seedling Protection Team was. It sounded like farming, but in fact, it had nothing to do with farming.
That was the Seedling Protection Team. In the past few years, how many people on his side had died in the hands of the Seedling Protection Team? Those with higher positions than him, those with higher positions, were targeted by the Seedling Protection Team and died just like that. Allah seemed to have lost all effect in front of the Seedling Protection Team.
"Why is it them?" Sang Qi reached out and grabbed Lu Bo, who was still chewing, and asked hatefully.
Lu Bo was very happy. He thought to himself, You also know fear? Weren't you very supportive of Niu Qi before? You said that once I'm in your hands, I'll die if you want me to die. If you want me to live, I'll live. Why are you trembling now? Motherf * cker, just wait for your death! You think that you did it without anyone noticing, but do you know that Xiao Bao and Cuckoo have arrived in Yizhou?
You're very contradictory. You think that if you catch me, I alone am not important to the Tang Empire, but you also want to use me to threaten the Tang Empire. But Xiao Bao and Cuckoo are not contradictory. As long as you catch me, they'll definitely send people to rescue me when they get the news, even if it's thousands of li away. You can just wait for your death. If I live, you might live as a slave. If I die, you won't be able to die a quick death even if you want to.
Lu Bo was just about to laugh to express his feelings when he suddenly remembered that there were still people working hard for him. He had to cooperate and ensure that all the hostages were safe. He couldn't be impulsive. He definitely couldn't. Otherwise, he would be letting down Xiao Bao and Cuckoo.
Thus, Lu Bo put on a flattering smile and said to Sang Qi in a gentle voice, "General Sang Qi, there's no need to care about them. They're actually not as powerful as the legends say. Look, we're with you right now, but they're still watching from the side."
"But I'm really scared," Sang Qi unconsciously said.
"It's okay, it's really okay. They just don't want us to die. As long as none of us lose our lives or suffer heavy injuries, they won't do anything unless someone suddenly dies."
Lu Bo took this opportunity to comfort Sang Qi. In fact, his words were very sinister. He was hinting to Sang Qi that even if one of them fell sick and died, it would be over for Sang Qi.
Sang Qi, who led hundreds of people, didn't have as much power as a battalion commander in Tang. He didn't have any strategic ideas at all. As for tactics, he was even worse. He felt that he was very lonely. Ala didn't protect him.
Just like in the era of Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan, those who believed in Ala, other than a portion of China, were bullied like dogs by the United States.
At that time, those who believed in Ala had the protection of the China government, but they weren't satisfied and always wanted more benefits.
And those who weren't protected by the China government weren't protected by the Russians either. They were their own people.
Therefore, those who believed in Ala said that they didn't eat pork, but in fact, they lived worse than dogs. Dogs knew how to bark when they saw strangers, but those who believed in Ala just wagged their tails and stuck out their tongues.
Now, Sang Qi had the same feeling. He felt that the god he believed in could no longer protect him.
In fact, he wasn't wrong. Just like the Arab countries during that time, they were trampled under the feet of the infidels, but still had to work hard to raise their heads and give a sincere and shameless smile. Those who were not convinced and wanted to have their own dignity were all killed by the United States.
The only difference was that China had always been tolerant of their beliefs and religious habits. However, those who left behind a little religious tradition with great difficulty and lived like dog shit didn't know how to be grateful. Instead, they thought that the people of China were weak and easy to bully.
Therefore, if they couldn't be pitied, they should be abandoned like dog shit. If not, it would be difficult to walk the right path. If not, how could they be called moral? If they should be killed, they should be killed. If they should be beheaded, they should be beheaded.
What kind of dog is it? Fighting for its master; it's hard to tame a wolf after a long time. It's better to spit than to kill.
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