Start: Datang Wanli a lonely city

Chapter 697 Chang'an Chang'an
It was about twelve o'clock in the evening, and for the barbarians who helped out in the city, it was definitely an unprecedented time for supper.

Except for some guards at necessary positions, at least 2000 people gathered here in the small school yard at the entrance of the palace.

The reason for this is that there are many cylindrical straight pots in which mutton soup is boiled.

And it's Barong, who has proven through practical actions that he has a certain level of culinary skills, and stewed mutton soup under his guidance.

First of all, he asked a group of women to put the sheep bones into a large pot to boil, and boiled out many pots of bone soup.

After the blood is boiled off, the fresh lamb ribs cut into mounds are put into the soup pot together with the cleaned and cut into small pieces of lamb haggis.

After it is cooked, take it out and drain it, then cut it into thin slices and put it in boiling water for a while, then pour it into a soup bowl, and pour it into the hot snow-white mutton soup.

Immediately, a bowl of steaming hot and fragrant mutton soup was made.

Even in the season of that year, there was no such finishing touch as chopped green onion, and the amount of ginger and garlic was not too much.

There is no dipping dish prepared with chili oil, pepper noodles, salt, monosodium glutamate and other seasonings.

But thanks to this year, the quality of mutton that has not been polluted at all is excellent.

After Hu Biao and others joined the warehouse and found it, they obviously couldn't take away much pepper and other spices; to use a modern plane, the popular words on the Internet: that small taste, "scratch~" Just come up.

Originally, on such a cold and snowy night, a bowl of hot soup would make people warm, comfortable, and even happy.

What's more, for Hu Biao and others, this is quite delicious mutton soup.

All of a sudden, the small school grounds were filled with the sound of gulping soup, as well as the laughter of Hu people and women.

After eating at least three bowls of mutton soup per capita, these barbarians began to work hard.

Just beside the bonfires, some older barbarians began to swing simple instruments such as huqin and waist drum, and made a burst of cheerful music.

Amid such rhythmic music, many young Hu women took off some sheepskin robes that were used to keep warm.

Bai Shengsheng's big white legs and slender waist were revealed, and he danced beside the fire; that enchanting figure looked quite cheerful and seductive.

Good guy!An ordinary work supper, they made it taste like a bonfire party.

Perhaps it was because the progress of the preparation work far exceeded Hu Biao's expectations; and the amount of wine in the warehouse, they couldn't use up the distillation.

I wanted to let everyone in the team, especially the rookies, relax.

With a wave of Hu Biao's big hand, people brought out several barrels of fine wine from the warehouse; it can be regarded as allowing everyone to have a drink without getting drunk and delaying work.

So under the stimulation of a little alcohol, the scene became more cheerful.

In the end, even Hu Biao and others couldn't help but lead the imperial concubine's hand to the end, and led a group of Hu people around the fire, holding hands and dancing the Salang dance of later generations.

After jumping for a while, Hu Biao even found that in the weather in front of him, he was covered in fine beads of sweat, and he was really indescribably happy.

Just when Hu Biao was thinking, let these barbarians play around for another ten minutes, or hurry up and continue working.

Suddenly, the Huji Relaika who was rescued by them stepped forward timidly, and asked:
"Dear General Hu, are you leaving soon?"

Facing such a question, Hu Biao hesitated for a while before giving a true answer: "That's right! We will leave in a few days~"

After all, they are preparing with such great fanfare, as long as people are not stupid, they can see it.

Releika was not surprised by such an answer, but asked again: "Are you going to Chang'an?"

Didn't wait for Hu Biao to answer whether he was going to Chang'an.

Among the rookies walking down from the dance group just now with sweat on their brows and a ruddy face, the girl from the God of Fortune finished off a glass of wine after 'gudong'.

He was very surprised and asked: "Releika, do you also know Chang'an?"

"Of course." With light in her eyes, Releika replied with such certainty in her mouth.

In the following time, she looked leisurely at the southeast direction where Chang'an City is located, and continued to speak in a tone that was almost like babbling in a dream:

"When I was still a child, I heard the legend of Chang'an from the mouth of the oldest man in the tribe.

Tian Khan of the Tang Dynasty, he sat as high as a cloud in a palace made of gold, holding the lightning of the god in his hand.

No matter who angered him, even if it was thousands of miles away, he could use lightning to bring down his own punishment. "

When it came to this, Releika paused for some reason.

But it doesn't matter, just like the current concert of the singer of the plane, after the singing in one person's mouth stops, the other can immediately pick up the lyrics that are very familiar to them.

A greasy-faced barbarian immediately went on to say:

"It is said that Chang'an City is always bright, because the sun hangs on the corner of Tian Khan's palace, illuminating Chang'an City all the time.

The moon was placed in his bedroom by Ke Dun of the Khan of Heaven.

The girls whose skin was as delicate as milk and whose singing voice was as melodious as a nightingale presented their most beautiful dances and the most beautiful singing voices in Tian Khan's bedroom.

They are so beautiful and charming, their eyes are as deep as the stars in the sky, even the bravest warriors in the Western Regions will be addicted to them, and they will never wake up until they turn into dry bones. "

"Chang'an City, that is a place where there is only spring forever, and there is no extreme heat or cold."

This time, it was a woman with gray hair who took up the conversation: "It's a place where you never have to worry about going hungry.

The land there is so fertile that food and fruits can grow from the land without tilling.

Cattle and sheep will graze and grow on their own, so that the tables of Chang'an people can be filled with all kinds of meat.

There are also three broad rivers running through the city of Chang'an, one flowing with the sweetest honey, one flowing with the most mellow fine wine, and the other flowing with ever-fresh milk and goat's milk.

In short, the people living in Chang'an City don't need to work at all.

There was nothing else to worry about but eating, drinking and playing; so they slept every day in the smell of wine, and woke up in the smell of honey and milk~”

After speaking of this, no nonsense person answered, but the scene immediately became quiet.

They all looked at the direction of Chang'an City in the white hair wind, their eyes full of the deepest yearning.

honestly!The above words, everyone naturally knew that they were full of barbarians from the Western Regions, yearning and expecting for a better life.

In fact, Chang'an is not like this at all, and it is far from being so good.

But it didn't affect it at all. The netizens who gathered around unknowingly had such a symbol for the city of Chang'an.

My heart is filled with the pride of being a master, and the same beautiful longing.

Because as long as they think about what kind of city can be passed down from generation to generation by foreigners thousands of miles away, they can't help but yearn for it leisurely.

Talk!I really want to put on my wings and fly to that city to have a good look at it.

Under such a huge appeal, rookies such as God of Wealth, Cross, Xiong Da, Xiaobailian, Yunqing, etc., are like Hu Biao and others in the past. They heard it for the first time from the mouths of Zhang Duizheng and other veterans of the Anxi Army. It is the same as when there is a description about Chang'an City.

I couldn't help but whispered in my mouth: "Chang'an, Chang'an..."

Such an intoxicated state of mind was broken by a little barbarian.

His innocent words sounded: "Since the Tang people are so powerful, why were they driven away from the Western Regions by the Tubo people? And why..."

Hearing such a sentence, the expression of a woman next to him changed drastically; she immediately covered his mouth tightly, interrupting the follow-up content in his mouth.

And the two of them knelt down on the ground together, pressed the boy's head, kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Contrary to the expectations of everyone present, these ferocious Tang people who killed Tibetans as easily as lambs did not lose their temper.

Not to mention putting them in sacks and trampling them to death with horseshoes.

Only Chief Hu, who was the leader, said to them lightly:
"That's just a male lion like Datang, who took a nap for a while. After he wakes up, it will be the end of other wild wolves, lynx cats and other beasts."

Although Hu Biao's voice was very weak, it was remembered by the Hu people present for a long, long time.

Just like tonight, they drank the most delicious mutton soup...

(End of this chapter)