Those years when I cooked big pot rice in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 6 This is a restaurant, not an almshouse
Ah Ning went to the well and took a basin of water to wash his hands and face. His fingers were slender and fair, but his palms and jaws were thick with calluses.These are the hands that are used to wielding weapons, and they are weapons with long handles such as long swords.

Jing Zhao locked the warehouse door, "Qing's husband and father..." he asked tentatively.

"Buried, both of them are buried in the back mountain."

Shangshiji is at the foot of the mountain, Jing Zhao turned his head subconsciously, and saw a patch of green pines and cypresses in the mountain with the breeze and white clouds, but almost every cypress tree had a small bulging mound of earth.

He sighed very lightly.I don't know how many people were buried on this mountain.

The so-called people's livelihood refers to the people who are living hard on this land with blood and pain, sorrow and sobs.Therefore, Fan Zhongyan said: The prosperity of the people is suffering, and the death of the people is suffering.It's a pity that these mortal beings are lost in the long river of history, and no one cares about them.Historians write literati and politicians with pen and ink, or eloquent praises, or detailed records of their lives and deaths, which are extremely luxurious.But he is only stingy with every word for sentient beings.Throughout history, in the four years of Emperor Qinhuang, there were only three words that were scribbled and thin in the pen of the historian - the epidemic in the world.

Jing Zhao withdrew his thoughts, it was difficult for him to survive now, so he had no right to complain.He shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly.He patted Aning on the shoulder and said, "Thanks for your hard work."

"Gu Jingzhao." Aning called him from behind.

"Huh?" Jing Zhao turned around in a daze.

"Why don't you leave?" Aning said, his tone as calm as ever, "Everyone who is alive is gone."

The living are gone... It means that those who want to live should also leave, and those who stay are left with a dead end.

Jing Zhao understood his voice-over, turned his face away, and asked, "Do you want to go?"

"You are not from Quanjun County, but you stumbled into this famine-stricken place by mistake, and encountered this plague-stricken disease." Jing Zhao said with a feeling of sadness: "You go, leave here to find a way out."

Aning stopped washing her face instantly.He looked up, the unwrung towel was still dripping water, and the water dripping into the clay basin made a tick-tock sound.

"Gu Heipao, do you think I wasted your food?" Jing Zhao couldn't avoid the young man's fiery eyes.

It's just... where did I start!When did he dislike him?Isn't that what he was talking about?

Jing Zhaodao: "From my own point of view, I certainly hope that you can stay. But I also know that the current situation in Quan County is not optimistic. If there is no medicine, this place will soon become a village of dead people. But then again, the world is dark , the epidemic is raging, where is it absolutely safe? If there is no medicine to cure the disease, you will not be able to escape death if you leave Quan County."

"Oh." Aning thought for a while, then tilted his head and said, "So you think I'm wasting your food."

Jing Zhao: ...Good guy!This comprehension ability is hard to let people not give you a kitchen knife!

Jing Zhao smiled, with an attitude of coaxing children: "No way, it is my honor that you are always willing to eat my cooking. I sincerely invite you to stay and give me some suggestions and opinions so that I can be a good cook. on the way to the next level.”

He bent down and stretched out his hand, making an inviting gesture, and blinked at the boy a few times during the process.

The corner of the young man's mouth moved inconspicuously, but his expression remained cold, "Gu Jingzhao, remember what you promised me, we will live together."

Jing Zhao sneered and laughed, nodding his head in response.

In fact, Jing Zhao only half-confessed to Aning, and there was another more important reason why he didn't plan to leave.If you leave now, you must bring the ingredients in the warehouse with you, but with so many ingredients on the road, Chuquan County will be robbed.

If you are being robbed, you might as well stay and run a good restaurant, exchange the food ingredients for good reviews coupons, and then exchange the good reviews coupons for medicinal materials, and you will be able to solve the trouble of the epidemic.

"A'Ning, I want to call all the people in Quan County who are still alive and have no food." Jing Zhao said.He calculated that it would be impossible for the six of them to exchange for [-] praise coupons.

He has already figured out how the system works. The more people eat the food he cooks, the more praise he gives, and the higher his supplies and health will be.

In a sense, the current environment of lack of food and clothing is beneficial to him.

"Gu Jingzhao, do you really think you can't finish your food?" Aning held back something between his slightly frowned brows.

Jing Zhao thoughtfully narrowed the fox's eyes, smiled and nodded: "That's right."

Aning rolled his eyes fiercely, probably thinking that he was crazy.

As Ah Ning walked out, he thought to himself: This person really can't stand ups and downs.Like Gu Jingzhao, who has been making a fake mouth for more than ten years, once enlightened, he wants to prove to everyone that Gu Jingzhao is a butcher!Still an excellent cook.

Aning can understand his heart.At worst, after eating all the ingredients, everyone will die together.But Gu Jingzhao finally proved himself, and after his death, the epitaph can finally write - the tomb of Gu Jingzhao, the best cook in Quan County.

Quanjun is a village of [-] households, the third largest in Fujian and Vietnam.The terrain here is open, surrounded by Gaojing Mountain and Beiyou Mountain, which blocks the cold air from the north. The climate is mild and the land is fertile.There is a stream flowing down between the two mountains, from the upper stream to the lower stream, and then into the East China Sea from the mouth of the lower stream.

There is a small hill in the middle of this stream. Although it is not big, it blocks the wind from the sea, and the village is divided into two halves. The area near the upper stream has a better climate, and the grain grown Big and full, Xiaxi is worse.

Later, the number of people in the village gradually increased, and Shangxi gradually could not accommodate so many people, so they separated their families and drove away the collateral and outsiders to live in Xiaxi.

And because the clan of the village is the An surname of the She family, this stream was given a name: Anxi; the people of Quanjun are also called Anxi people.

The original owner's surname was Gu, and he was an outsider. In the memory of the original owner inherited by Jing Zhao, he vaguely remembered that his family moved here to avoid a major war.

The ancestors opened Shangshiji in Xiaxi, which is the only restaurant in Xiaxi.But in the past few years after Jing Zhao took over, the people in Xiaxi would rather walk a few miles to Shangxi to eat than to step into Shangshiji.

Therefore, Aning was knocking on the door of the first restaurant, "Gu Jingzhao invites you to Shangshiji for dinner!"

"Don't go, don't go! To be poisoned to death by him, I might as well starve to death!"

The second one: "Shang Shi Ji? Then Pao Ding Gu started to harm people again?"

The third family: "My family is out of food. Go and tell him. They are all neighbors. If he has extra food, he will share it with everyone. He really doesn't have the talent to be a cook. Don't waste food."

There are different opinions: "That's right, Shangshiji still has food, let him share it."

"They all belong to the same stockade. How could he, Gu Jingzhao, hide food without saving him?"

People around heard the noise and came out of their homes one after another. There was no harvest in the fields, and now the epidemic is raging again, and everyone is having a hard time.They live on the only surplus food left in the family, but there will always be a day when they run out of ammunition and food. The hope left to them is that the patriarch and the great witch can figure out a way soon, and pray to God to save them.

"Is there any medicine? Who has medicine to save my son, he will soon die..."

"Gu Paoding is a cook, how can he have medicine? Besides, do you dare to take his medicine?"

"According to me, it is only decent to let him take out all the food and distribute it to everyone."

Aning's face turned cold instantly, he slowly raised his head, and swept around the crowd, the chill in his eyes made the scene instantly quiet.

No one would have thought that this half-grown child could have such a deterrent power, and the murderous aura on his body made people feel cold all over.

Aning said: "Shangshiji doesn't divide food. If you want food, you can eat. There is no food fee, and you are full."

(End of this chapter)