Start: Datang Wanli a lonely city

Chapter 777 The second phase is completed ([-])

That night!In the backyard of Deyue Tower, on the first floor of the concubine's boudoir.

After seeing several ducks placed on a long table, they looked like Cantonese roast duck.

Lang Qing, who came from the Yanjing area in the modern plane, was immediately assigned to the official position of 'Tianlixing Colonel', which few people knew about.

However, the famous Balong, who was known as the 'number one chef in Chang'an City', started to complain:

"Barong, why is this duck made in Cantonese style and it can't be made into Yanjing roast duck? Do you have any objections to our Yanjing roast duck?"

When such a comment fell into his ears, Barong's reply was very tactful:

"Go away, do you want to eat it or not, or you can do it yourself."

"Damn it, you kid took some gunpowder, and you have such a big reaction that your hair is drying? It's been a long time since I've eaten Yanjing roast duck, and I'm a little greedy for this one bite."

After hearing this, Lang Qing replied with this sentence.

In the process of fighting each other between Balong and Lang Qing.

Other netizens, whether they are Hu Biao, a desperate commander, veterans of other teams, or newbies.

One by one, I didn’t care much.

The main reason is that they know that this is just a way of getting along with each other like best friends in the team. Lang Qing and Balong are rude, but they don't take it seriously at all, let alone hold grudges.

As for why the chef Ba Long makes the roast duck in the Cantonese style instead of the Yanjing style.

The reason is that speaking of it, it is even simpler.

It’s not that Barong has some unique preferences for Cantonese roast duck, nor does he have any opinions on Yanjing roast duck.

Simply because the process of making roast duck involves brushing sugar water on the skin.

This method can make the roast duck skin more golden and crispy.

I don’t know what the situation will be like when others make roast duck. Anyway, when Barong makes roast duck, making Yanjing roast duck will only consume more sugar.

Don’t look at each one, the amount of sugar used is not much.

But now in the huge city of Chang'an, at least thousands of roast ducks are eaten every day.

Adding up little by little, you need to use a lot more frosting sugar, which is the most primitive white sugar shipped from Lingnan and other places.

Plus the frosting sugar consumed by dishes such as braised pork and tiger skin knuckles.

In just over a year since Hu Biao and others came to Chang'an City, the price of frosting sugar has more than tripled, and demand is still in short supply.

Because currently in Chang'an City, as long as it is roast duck, it will always be Cantonese roast duck.

It has nothing to do with which kind of roast duck is delicious, everything is based on cost control, such a simple reason.

Lang Qing, a little brother, really wants to eat some serious Yanjing roast duck in the Tang Dynasty mission world, but he has to wait for at least two years.

Sugar beet is a crop that is currently cultivated to some extent in Datang.

However, in the original historical line, high-sugar beets, which can be used to extract sugar, had to wait until almost 1000 years before they were introduced.

When they came here this time, Hu Biao and others also brought some modern high-sugar beet seeds with them.

The problem is that the quantity is too small. It will take at least two years to reach a large enough planting scale to meet the needs of setting up a factory to press sugar and produce white sugar.

When the sugar factory was officially put into operation, Brother Langqing was naturally able to have a bite of Yanjing roast duck. He couldn't forget the taste of his hometown.

The premise is that at that time, he is still in the mission world; but regarding this point, it should be impossible.

Similar to the situation of sugar production, there are many others.

For example, cotton cloth, cotton-padded clothes and other warm items also require large-area planting to have enough material for popularization; at present, they can only be produced in small quantities.

Fortunately, after solving the problem of duck down leaking from the lining fabric, down jackets, a thermal artifact, have now been successfully produced.

The only pity is that the price is relatively expensive and the output is relatively small.

Even the Anxi Army, which will need to go to the bitter cold Hexi and Western Regions to fight due to combat personnel in the future, currently has no way to have one man.

Fortunately, the wool textile industry has not been officially launched by netizens.

Although so far, we are still facing problems such as wool shortage caused by the fall of Longyou and Hexi.

However, the production of various woolen sweaters, coats, blankets, etc. has also greatly improved the army's ability to keep warm and move in winter...

In the following time, everyone was eating and drinking while waiting for the arrival of twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

Even if the banquet starts at early eight o'clock, there are still three or four hours before twelve o'clock; plus the second stage of the task, all the requirements are met.

It even far exceeded the requirements of the system.

For a moment, Hu Biao and others felt relaxed as never before.

While drinking and eating meat, they were not only bragging to each other about their awesome deeds in past missions, but they were also punching each other and playing with the sieve.

In the meantime, someone stood up and sang a song, or encouraged a group of girls to dance.

A banquet was arranged like a New Year's party.

It can be said that except for the one-armed corn, all other netizens are in a very good mood.

And there was nothing Maize could do. Ever since the incident on Chinese Valentine's Day last year, this little brother seemed to have completely changed. The originally lively and active person suddenly became taciturn.

Now, in the happy atmosphere of others, he was pouring wine into his mouth alone.

Soon after, his face and eyes were filled with the smell of alcohol.

Seeing such a scene, everyone sighed silently, but did nothing; because they had all persuaded them that needed to be persuaded, and the rest could only be left to time.

Because time can smooth everything, let alone a little camellia.

But what Hu Biao and all of them didn't expect was that something unexpected happened tonight, which they thought would be without any suspense.

*****
It was still that night, when the backyard of Deyue Tower was full of laughter and laughter.

The location is near the Buha River to the west of Qinghai Lake in Dafeichuan, Qing Province in the modern plane.

Qu Da felt that in the near-subzero temperature, the cold wind blowing on his body was constantly drilling into the seams of his bones; after lifting up his sleeves, he wiped away the big snot from the cold.

In a voice that only he could hear, he cursed harshly:
"Damn it, why is this ghost place so weird? It's still summer in Chang'an City of the Tang Dynasty, but why is it so cold here at night?"

At this moment, Qu Da missed everything he had in Chang'an City.

Because there is only half a month left, it is the Mid-Autumn Festival of the year again. My family can stay in the yard, put out wine, dishes, moon cakes, fruits and worship the ancestors and the moon.

Then have a delicious meal, during which you can also test your son's academic performance and your daughter's craftsmanship.

All the above is so beautiful just thinking about it; but Qu Da also knows that for at least ten years, he should not think about such a good thing, and there is no way to return to the Chang'an city that he dreams of going back to. .

The reason is simple, Qu Da is a bad person.

To be more precise, he is a descendant of a veteran of the Anxi Army of the Tang Dynasty.

Last year, when their mother-in-law was seriously ill at home and they had no money to pay for medical treatment, and they were preparing for a shabby funeral, Captain Xu Feng found them.

Not only was he given a sum of 20 yuan, it was a huge amount of money that they had never dared to imagine before.

After Mr. Nanze took action, it only took three to five days for his mother-in-law's illness to completely improve.

From that moment on, Qu Da told himself that from now on, the lives of him and his family would belong to Hu Biao and other remnants of the Anxi Army.

Based on such a mentality of repaying others.When the 'Convenience Dining Table' opened, he was one of the first to join and became one of its employees.

When Hu Shuai received the imperial edict and became a bad commander of bad people, and began to secretly recruit people, he was among the first to join.

What makes him regretful is that he was physically poor due to poverty and illness since he was a child.

The action troops who failed to be selected as bad guys had to be assigned to the auxiliary personnel who were looking for information. This made Qu Da, who planned to risk his life to repay Hu Shuai and Yiying Colonel, feel depressed for a long time.

So, at the beginning of last summer.

When the singer "Tianjiexing Xiaowei" found him and talked to him, he said that he intended to send him to serve as a spy in the territory of the Tibetan people.

The whole process will be extremely difficult and dangerous, and you can only return early after ten years or by making great achievements.

Whether you go or not is entirely up to your own free will. Hu Shuai and he will never force this statement.

Without any hesitation at all, Qu Da agreed.

Later, after two months of targeted training and learning how a Tuyuhun man spoke, herded animals, and ate, he said goodbye to his family.

Together with his two other companions, Zhu Yong and Ma Jun, he came to Dafeichuan, disguised himself as a wandering fur trader, and began to move around to collect intelligence.

The reason is that they are disguised as Tuyuhun people, not Tubo people.

That was more than 100 years ago, after Tuyuhun's kingdom was destroyed by the Tubo people, except for a small number of people who fled to Liangzhou with the royal family and took refuge in the Tang Dynasty.

Most of the remaining Tuyuhun people took refuge with the Tubo people.

After so many years, some of the Tuyuhun people have gained some status in the Tubo royal court. Therefore, through the channels of some Tuyuhun nobles, we can still get a lot of news about the Tubo people.

In short, almost a year has passed since Qu Da and the other three arrived in Dafeichuan.

Being exposed to the wind and sun in this place outside the pass, their faces looked like they had two lumps on their faces. What Mr. Nanzawa called "Plateau Red", their skin also became extremely rough.

The whole body was dirty. Not only did it exude a strong smell of sheep, but there were also countless lice.

But all the above efforts seem to be worth it.

Just this evening, a leader of Tuyuhun's Cold Spring Tribe sent someone to invite them over, saying they had extremely important matters to discuss.

Instinctively, Qu Da knew that his identity as a bad person should have been exposed; but he didn't know why, the other party didn't expose him.

After Qu Da thought about it for a while, he didn't feel panic at all.

Because he had received the necessary training and had the sensitivity to collect intelligence over a long period of time, he vaguely knew that something terrible might have happened to the Tubo people.

So, there was a scene where they set off overnight tonight...

After half a night of trekking, Qu Da and the other three saw tonight's target: Murong Asa, a tribal leader who is over 70 years old and has a rare longevity in Tyuhun.

In a tribe like Tuyuhun, where there is no written language, everything depends on oral tradition.

Age generally represents wisdom, and he is a figure like an old fox. In the past dealings with him, Murong Asa undoubtedly fit this perfectly.

Afterwards, when in the tent, only the three of us and Murong Asa were present, they set up a secret discussion posture.

Qu Da finally understood that the other party had guessed his identity.

Immediately, he didn't have any thoughts of turning around. He straightened his back, performed a Tang Dynasty cross-hand salute, and said in standard Guanzhong dialect:
"Qu Da, a bad man in the Tang Dynasty, met noble people.

Since your noble Lord called me here at night, there must be something urgent to discuss. How about we get straight to the point? "

Facing Qu Da's question, Murong Asa looked at the three of them for a long time with his dim eyes, and then asked:
"Can I and my family trust you Tang people?"

Faced with such a problem, Qu Da and his colleagues looked at each other and showed absolute confidence on their faces.

Lang Sheng said in his mouth: "The same rice can feed all kinds of people. Whether they are Tang people, other Tubo people, Tuyuhun people, Hu people, or Nanzhao people, there are naturally good people and bad people. Who can say a word?" Which kind of person can be trusted.

But I can believe every one of the bad guys in Datang.

Without him!Our immediate boss, the delinquent handsome Hu Biao, and the other Tiangang Star captains are all notoriously loyal.

As long as you agree to something, you will never break your promise. "

After hearing this, Murong Asa nodded instinctively, because he thought of the "Datang Morning News" that he had gone through countless times before he got it.

The above mentioned deeds of Hu Biao and others working hard to visit and deliver huge amounts of money to the descendants of their colleagues for a past promise.

Suddenly, in Murong Asa's heart, he basically believed that these people in front of him were trustworthy.

"How can the things mentioned in the newspaper be wrong?" This was the truest thought in the hearts of Murong Asa, an old alien man who had no writing but was extremely devoted to writing.

Considering the urgency of the matter, I really didn't have much time to delay.

After Murong Asa's face changed, he also said decisively:

"Just today at noon, our family's most promising grandson, Murong Jie, came back. He escaped from the royal court of the Tubo people, and he brought back bad news.

Something happened in the royal court of the Tubo people, and Shang Qixin'er, the new Zanpu, has taken over all the power.

Because Murong Jie unintentionally mastered some of Shang Qixin'er's secrets, they will never let us go; even the Tubo army is already on its way to kill us.

Among the secrets Murong Jie holds, a large part of them are related to your Tang Dynasty. It can be said that it is related to the life and death of the Tang people.

So, this is where I'm going to discuss this with you.

I am already old, and I even feel the call of God. If I die, I will die. But the Murong family cannot die like this.

Including Murong Jie, you have a total of five grandsons of mine.

Let them reach Chang'an City safely, arrange for them to have a Tang Dynasty identity, a job where they can live, and protect their safety.

As long as you promise to do all this, Murong Jie will tell you everything he knows. "

"No problem, let your grandchildren prepare, we will leave right away." With a sudden decision, Qu Da agreed.

Murong Asa, an old guy, was even more decisive. He had already made all preparations for his grandchildren.

Regardless of the discussion with Qu Da and others, we were ready to let them run away overnight.

So soon after, the group of people quietly left the Cold Spring Department with only a few people and large and small bags.

But just after walking out of Li Xu, there was a loud cry of killing from the Lengquan tribe behind them. It seemed that the Tibetan pursuers had already arrived.

They were afraid that soon they would find that Murong Jie had escaped and followed the horse's hoof prints to pursue him.

Without thinking too much, Qu Da said to the other two colleagues: "Zhu Yong, Feng Jun, you leave some horses loaded with heavy objects and take the people along the path on the left. Remember to erase the traces along the way.

I took these horses and led them away from the road. "

The voice just fell. Seeing that Zhu Yong and Feng Jun were still trying to refute, they added another sentence: "When we came out of Chang'an City, Tianjiexing School Captain Singer already said that among the three of them, I am the best." host.

So this is a military order and must not be violated. "

After hearing this, Zhu Yong and Feng Jun solemnly saluted Qu Da without saying anything, but it represented too many things.

Finally, Qu Da added some stones to the weight-bearing horse to ensure that the horse's hoof prints were deep enough.

Leading a string of seven or eight war horses, they advanced all the way along the road.

After running for more than ten miles along the way, he could no longer hear any movement from the Cold Spring Department behind him, but there was still no sound of horse hooves chasing after him. He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Who would be willing to die early if they could avoid death?

Just a second later, Qu Da opened his eyes in horror, because a guy wearing a bright red palace dress and looking like a boy stood on his horse's head like a ghost...

(End of this chapter)