Davers knew that if they wanted to change their minds, they had to speak with facts. So he called Giogris, went to the baggage camp to pick up a cattle stomach, went to a stream next to the camp, washed it hard, then burned it with a clay pot, blanched the cattle stomach with hot water, then pulled out the saber and started to slice it.

At this time, five people who were half-believing and half-doubted by Olivers's words, as well as some curious soldiers, surrounded Davers several times.

Davers calmly scooped several spoonfuls of soup from another crock pot that was cooking beef and mutton, poured it into the new crock pot, and after the soup boiled, poured it into the cut beef stomach. After a while, he picked up the crock pot, sprinkled with salt, and a simple can of "breath-burning belly" was ready.

"Come on, try it."

Martonis hesitated and stabbed a piece with a saber, blew hard, and slowly put it into his mouth.

Facing the inquiry from others, he did not answer, and quietly pierced another piece... and then smashed another piece... Only then did everyone realize that when they were about to rush forward, Matonis picked up the clay pot and ran away regardless of the burning hands. Everyone scolded and chased after him.

Davers didn't expect that Matonis, a big guy, was quite thoughtful and quite funny.

"It seems that the internal organs of livestock can not only be eaten but also taste good." Hilos, who did not participate in the chase, sighed.

Davers didn't speak, and the internal organs of livestock are not so delicious, such as the liver, but they are very helpful to the human body. There is no industrial pollution in this era, and eating it should be without the risk of poisoning.

"But the meat we distributed is enough for a day to eat. The weather is so hot, and these internal organs should be broken tomorrow." Hilos said helplessly.

Regarding this question, Davers had already thought of a solution. He pointed to the sheep sausage that was thrown aside and said, "We can make - bacon sausage! (In fact, in this era, some horse-wrinkled races in Persia have begun to use horse sausage to make meat sausages, but they have not been popular yet)"

"Baoke sausage?"

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After everyone came back, Davers looked at him with a little awe. After tasting the delicious taste of "Breath-Breathing", they thought that Oliver's words were right. If it weren't for the "God's Fellows", why among the more than 10,000 Greeks, Davers thought that these dirty things could be eaten and made so delicious! In the past, Davers was not like them, throwing these livestock organs far away. Now there is such a big change, it must be Hades's favor.

Therefore, it became much easier when Davers directed them to do things. They could endure the odor of the intestines and take them to the stream to wash them. Then, they chopped the internal organs and some remaining meat into the intestines. They stuffed them for a short piece. Then they tied them with the thread drawn from linen. They stuffed them again, and tied them again...

After completion, it is hung on the raised wooden pole and smoked with fire. This method of smoked sausage was learned from villagers when Davers was a village official in his previous life. Now the conditions are limited and time is tight, so the process can only be simplified. As long as it can be stored for a few more days, it is enough to eat it.

Davers and his big fanfare bacon sausage naturally attracted many people to watch. After the boast of Olivers, Matonis and others, Davers became a rare thing and was looked at by the soldiers. Soon, the two things, "Davers are the followers of God" and "bacon sausage" began to spread in Menon's camp...

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At noon, news came: the Persian king sent an envoy to recruit surrender, but was rejected by the leaders.

In the afternoon, news came again. Arirous's messenger turned around and brought Arirous's answer: He refused to attack the army of the Persian king, and only wanted to return to Asia Minor, and was willing to return with the Greek mercenaries.

Davers said it again, and everyone was no longer surprised.

Soon again came: Cliercus was going to sacrifice livestock to Zeus and let the Lord God decide whether they would fight or retreat next.

Davers was amused: this was obviously a means for mercenary leaders to shirk responsibility. However, his companions were extremely serious about the results of divination, which made Davers realize that it was somewhat unreasonable to look at the ancients from the perspective of modern people.

Obviously, the leaders did not get good results. So, the above finally gave an order: the mercenaries would join Aliruz's troops and return to Asia Minor together.

Now, soldiers from each camp must immediately start packing and loading the baggage onto a cart. After dark, when the bronze trumpet sounds, each camp can set out in turn.

Suddenly, a tense atmosphere filled the camp, but everyone's face showed some ease: after all, it has been eight or nine months since they set out in Asia Minor, and they can finally go home, and no one wants to stay in a hostile land for a long time.

"Can this sausage be taken down?" asked Hilos.

Davers looked up at the dozens of sausages that were being smoked, and then shook his head: "Wait until dark, and get them before leaving." He knew that half a day was far from enough to meet the standard of bacon sausages, but if you can bake for a while, you can store for a longer period of time.

Everyone started to remove tents and pack luggage, and they were very skillful in their movements. Although Davers had such memories, they still needed to convert this memory into a habit. He was very serious about watching and learning.

When everyone came to the baggage camp with their tents and luggage, Davers saw the fat man shouting and directing his men to transport items. Although there were many soldiers in the baggage camp, he was able to maintain order and work in an orderly manner.

"Who is that?" Davers asked, pointing at him.

"Melsis, Menon's logistics officer. This fat pig is so bad. Last time I came here to find a woman, he actually asked me for two silver coins!" Olivers said angrily.

Davers looked at the pack beasts who were screaming thoughtfully and asked, "Have we ever marched overnight before?"

"It's rare. Without moonlight, nothing can be seen. Even if there is, walking at night is difficult. Those big guys are even more troublesome. Don't look at their gentleness now, they are easily frightened at night. There have been several incidents of hitting people in the past. So the baggage team and we walked separately." Hilos said.

Davers thought for a while, put his luggage in Hilos's hands and walked out of the line.

"Hey! Come back quickly! Melsis is not easy to mess with!" Olivers shouted.

Fearing that Davers would suffer, Martonis rushed over.

"Stop!" The guard pointed the gun at Davers: "It's not your turn yet, please go and queue up!"

Davers signaled that he was empty-handed and said, "I have something to do with Melsis."

The guard subconsciously looked back and shook his head: "If I were you, I wouldn't have disturbed that fat man when he was busy."

"Okay." Davers smiled sly and shouted: "Melsis, I can help you solve the problem of frightening animals at night!"

His shout brought the soldiers' eyes to him:

"Isn't that Davers? Even this problem has been solved, and he is worthy of being the 'goddess'!"

"What 'God is favored'?"

"Don't you know? Davers is the 'goddesser', and this is what Oliverus told..."

Davers listened to everyone's discussion and realized that his purpose had been half accomplished.

"Can you solve the problem of livestock?!" Melsis walked over, looked at Davers, and asked suspiciously.

"Of course! He is Davers!" Martonis was almost his supporter.

"You are Davers?! The one who makes bacon sausage?!" Melsis changed color and asked with surprise.

Davers nodded.

"Come and help me see if there is any problem with the meat sausage I made?" After saying that, Melsis pulled Davers in.

When Davers saw the bacon sausage he made and pointed out the shortcomings, Melsis said with some complaints: "You should be the first to tell me the way of making meat sausages, rather than telling the soldiers who only know how to fight and kill. You must know that they are just wasteful! Unfortunately, when I heard about this, the meat and internal organs were almost taken away. Fortunately, I reacted quickly!..." Melsis said, suddenly remembering the purpose of Davers: "Oh! I almost forgot. Do you think you can solve the problem of being frightened by the pack beasts at night?"

"It's very simple. Blind their eyes. Cows and horses are gentle and timid in nature. When they can't see, they dare not walk at all. They will only blindly obey the instructions given to them by the people who lead them." Davers said seriously. This was what the old farmer in the village talked to him in his previous life.

"Oh! So that's it! I'll try it!" Melsis turned around and ran away, suddenly stopped again: "Davs, I hope you come to me often! If you want to play with women, I won't charge you for money!"

Davers smiled: This is such a serious fat man.
Chapter completed!