Outside Pengcheng, Xuzhou, which was surrounded by groups, there were still mules and horses filled with special hooves on the Caohe River. The ice-filled strips were dragged in endlessly, leaving behind dense trajectories. The direction of these trajectories extending is in Huainan Road, which has been recuperating for more than a year.

On a whistle made of earth by the Caohe River, next to the cannon position responsible for monitoring and blocking Pengcheng South Water Gate, a group of guards also sat in front of a large basin of open-air charcoal fires, stretching out their hands and feet to slowly bake, while twitching their noses from time to time to enjoy the stew of canned meat and vegetables above the charcoal fire.

"Do you know where the locust plague that flew to Huainan in early summer went?"

Deng Geda, a campfire from the Chuzhou Guarding Zone of Huainan East Road, was wrapped in a half-old jacket and narrowed his eyes in the sun, and said to the newbie:

"The locusts are everywhere, all over the mountains and fields are eaten, they are eaten, chickens and ducks, livestock, and people are eaten, and the government has offered a bribe of twenty dollars to buy them. As a result, men, women, young and old were brought back, and they were sent to the workshop to dry and grind for added materials."

"Can you still make it into food?"

A young soldier with a face full of inability to sleep,

"Of course I can eat it!"

Deng Geda said firmly:

"If you exchange a bucket of insects for twenty yuan, you can buy one and a half pounds of clean (brown) oil, save ten or eight pounds, and find a big pot to cook. Not to mention locusts, even cicadas, katy, centipedes, and wovens, there are not many insects that are fried enough. Take the bamboo fence out and dry it, so it smells good, and you can eat it or serve it without any ingredients. Then every household has never tasted their own taste."

"If there are spicy and salt, you can also use the scalded locusts and fry them in the pot and fry them yellow. It is also a good side dish for wine. Some people have made special insect sauce with fried locusts and they are said to be able to be eaten raw for a year or two. In those days, everyone racked their brains and tried different ways to eat this thing, and the one who made the sauce was rewarded for this!"

"Reward? This can still be rewarded!"

Someone suddenly became surprised and said:

"Because he has created a special product for the insect-hit place, and he also has a special official to be responsible for purchasing. Isn't it a long-term business for the small-lida?"

When Deng Geda said this, he couldn't help but show some conspicuous expression.

"Of course, more people use this locust as straw. As long as they are scalded in hot water and dried it and added it to the forage and soybean meal, the animals also like to eat it. Eating too much will make energy and energy. Therefore, some people specially make a worm cake so that they can take it on the way to feed the animals..."

"Is it possible that the huge locust plague was eaten away like this?"

The young soldiers before couldn't help but say:

"Otherwise, what else can it be? Then the government mobilized everyone to catch things regardless of gender, age, officials, soldiers and soldiers in the army to catch things. Any livestock used this thing to cook and eat, and lasted for half a month. What else could it be if there were people who missed the net?"

Deng Geda was a little proud and despicable:

"When the summer was in stock, the yield was only reduced by about 20% or 30%. If you plant some jacquards, it will be easy to deal with it. Therefore, not only did we not starve people to death in the various states along the Huai River, but also people have problems after eating too much."

At this time, the stewed food in the straight pot on the fire finally completely rolled off; then, Deng Geda first stirred a little soup with a spoon and tasted it, and the stewed food showed a slightly satisfied expression and nodded; then the soldiers who were not by the charcoal fire took out the dry cakes and flattened rice dumplings in their arms, pulled them apart in turn and put them in their respective tin food boxes.

Add three large spoons to the full scoop and add many slices of ginger and dried peppers, and stewed taro cubes, chicken mixed with blood sausage and pig skin. The hot soup immediately poured into the hot soup, which inspired the clear aroma of the newly harvested wheat noodles and rice rice that year, and was wrapped in the greasy and spicy soup flavor, making people feel comfortable and unable to stop.

Therefore, in a blink of an eye, a large pot of canned food and paper wrapped in military rations, and the meat and vegetables stewed with snow water was gradually visible to the naked eye. The shiny bottom of the pot was left with the naked eye. Then, Deng Geda, who was slightly burping, added a few large pieces of snow, then took out a pot of specially rationed wine and poured it into it, and threw it into a pack of tea, most of the sugar board, and a handful of dried plums.

As the tea soup was constantly stirred and heated, it turned into half a pot of black tea soup. Then, one person took out a close-fitting small, big-bellied water bottle to fill most of it one by one. However, after the tea soup was scooped to the fourth person, suddenly there was a horn sound from the whistle tower near the south water gate of Pengcheng in the distance. They immediately let them drop all the objects in their hands and grab the muskets and knife cards that were piled up nearby.

At the location of Pengcheng Water Gate, a large number of armored soldiers rushed out. However, the Wuning army, who was determined to resist the city, took the initiative to launch a corresponding counterattack and assault momentum against the camp and walls surrounding the city in broad daylight. On the earth platform artillery tower where Deng Geda was also busy completing the loading and sighting, the first artillery fired out loud.

Then, as if the bombardment of many artillery towers outside the city was kicked off, the cannons that fell to the ground one after another exploded with large snow and soil among the Wuning army that rushed out. The blood-colored pieces immediately turned the clean white snow-capped earth into red and black mottled pieces.

When they passed the smoke and rushed to the outer trenches and walls of the camp, the smoke and ignition of fire bursting densely like fried beans made them fall into one after another and overturn them to the ground. Then, there was a more rapid and crisp sound of shelling, sweeping the big bollard's shotgun into the crowd nearby, and bursting out bloody and flesh-dripping gaps.

While the defenders in Pengcheng launched another counterattack against the outside world failed and frustrated; in Mizhou, dozens of miles northeast, Zhu Laosan, who had led his troops north to Qingzi Town, was in an irresistible retreat. The Pinglu army had civil strife and had no time to look outside. At least two troops were in the Yidu City of Qingzhou. The news of civil strife in Xuzhou was indeed a good thing for the coalition forces in Xuzhou;
Chapter completed!