The strongest porter in the last days

Chapter 741 Sigh, Come Eat
Having dinner first after meeting, Song Ming and Cui Yang finally confirmed that the rumor is true, and it is not an exaggeration to call this meal a luxurious feast.

The food inside was delicious, and the officials waiting outside were shivering from the cold, and frost formed on each of them, while the soldiers of Crouching Dragon City lined up on one side remained motionless in the cold wind.

"I've heard for a long time that the hospitality of the King of the Northern Territory really lives up to its reputation." Song Ming stopped and thanked him because he couldn't put anything in his stomach.

"Yeah." Cui Yang was still trying to stuff food and drink into his mouth, while picking up Han Xiangbu's wine to drink and deliver the meal.

Zhang Zhen sipped his tea and said with a smile: "Eating is a major event for people. Whether it is the end of the world or the prosperity of the world, people cannot do without food. There is also a meal for beheading."

After listening to the first half of the sentence, Song Ming nodded with joy on his face, Song Ming's face changed in shock after a beheaded meal, and Cui Yang was so frightened that he choked and coughed non-stop, his face turned red.

Zhang Zhen laughed and said, "Just kidding, don't be nervous, God also has the virtue of being good at life. If I like killing people, I won't spread the policy of accepting surrender."

Song Ming nodded his head hurriedly, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, but he didn't have too many regrets to enjoy such a luxurious meal that can be called a feast.

Cui Yang hurriedly picked up the tea and delivered the food stuck in his throat, before he could catch his breath, he said eagerly: "Don't doubt the king of the north, we are sincerely here to surrender, what's the use of fighting, even if it is to dominate the last days It’s not as good as eating this meal.”

Zhang Zhen shrugged his shoulders and said: "I just wanted to be a businessman, but there are rules in the last days. Without soldiers and power, you can't do anything. If you can coexist peacefully earlier, you won't be like this now. Everyone is wasting money and money. The hardships of the last days have only worsened."

"Yes, yes." Cui Yang nodded hurriedly and said, "How good it is to trade as before."

Cui Yang had no brains and the city mansion eagerly showed his favor, and Song Ming felt contemptuous. If Zhang Zhen was satisfied with the previous transaction method, would there be a war like this?After all, he is a good old guy, so he tried not to say unnecessary words before he found out Lin Zhangzhen's intentions.

Zhang Zhen got up and said, "The two of you just came from a long distance and take a rest first. We will formally meet in the evening."

"Okay, okay." Cui Yang hurriedly stood up and nodded his thanks.

"Thank you, the King of the Northern Territory, for your hospitality." Song Ming stood up with a swollen belly and saluted.

"You two can choose to stay in the fortress, or you can go to the residence arranged for you in the city." Qin Feng came over and said.

Cui Yang looked at the fortress where most of the food was left and the warmth made him sweat. He really wanted to stay. He wanted to discuss with Song Ming, but he didn't expect Song Ming to directly say that he wanted to go out, so he could only leave the fortress regretfully.

Waiting outside, the lord who was about to freeze was surprised to see the two masters coming out with red faces, and Chen Zhenhai finally moved, and led the guards to lead these people to two adjacent buildings, one on each side.

After entering the building, I finally felt warm. An attendant looked at the heating system in the room and said in surprise: "They even supply the electricity from the military power plant to the residents. No wonder the temperature inside is [-]-[-] degrees."

"Boss, what happened when you entered the fortress?" A minister eagerly asked Cui Yang who was belching leisurely.

Cui Yang picked his teeth and said, "Nothing happened, just a meal."

"He didn't mention surrender or anything else?" The officials and elders didn't believe it.

"No, I just prepared a lot of food and drink." Cui Yang couldn't help but proudly said, "I've never seen so much delicious food in my whole life, it's really like heaven."

When everyone heard this, some swallowed and some looked sullen. In their eyes, Cui Yang was an idiot. If Zhang Zhen only let Cui Yang go during the negotiations, then everything would be over, and the ministers and elders still want to find an official position Or the hope of saving life and family business may be shattered.

"Dinner is ready." Suddenly, a group of people walked in, and the sound of knocking on the rice buckets they were carrying reminded them coldly.

The lids of the barrels were opened one by one, the white rice, the steaming potatoes and chicken, made the whole building quiet for a while, and then there were bursts of swallowing.

"Bring a bowl, one serving for each person." The person in charge of delivering the food knocked on the iron bucket with a spoon, yelling like feeding a pig.

The ministers and elders kept a little bit of restraint after dividing up the food. The guards and petty officers hadn't eaten a few times, and each of them was surprised to get a lunch box to serve the food.

"Stop." The minister angrily shouted at the person who was about to serve the meal, and angrily said to the soldier who delivered the meal: "What is your attitude, treating us important officials and gentry like pigs?!"

The captain was not angry but sneered and said, "I wonder if this lord has ever seen pigs and feed them. If it weren't for the benevolence of our king in the north, I would rather give these food to the savages in the city."

"Bold, what is your status, dare to talk to us like this?!" Another minister was also angry when he heard it. He completely ignored them. Even Cui Yang had to look at their faces. When will it be the turn of some soldiers? Let's point the finger.

But to be honest, even these older people have really rarely seen pigs, let alone seen feeding pigs, and some of them are images in their brains.

"It's quite arrogant." The captain watched the ministers put their hands on the lid and said coldly, "I really take myself seriously, forget about it."

Seeing that the food was about to be taken away, the minister hurried forward and said with a smile: "Sir, don't be angry, everyone is a little tired from the long journey, so we are not in a good mood."

"I like to eat or not." The captain put the spoon into the bucket, turned around and led the people away.

Only then stopped everyone's trembling fingers and said, "Although they are losers, these little soldiers dare to treat us like this, isn't it too much!"

"Come on, it's enough for others to eat. If you don't want to eat blood strips, go ahead." A gentry went over with a lunch box and packed a box full of meat and vegetables, and the rest of them hurried up one by one. Rushing to scoop for fear of disappearing.

One of the lords ordered the soldiers of the guards to serve two boxes of food. He came over and glanced at the food. He pursed his lips and couldn't help but to serve the minister. He said coldly, "Don't take yourself too seriously. You will divide up all the food you got from the previous trade. Now, maybe this is your last chance to eat real food."

"Then... the sheep are not going to kill us all?!" The minister screamed with a pale face.

This startled Cui Yang, who was resting leisurely, almost fell off the chair on the ground, got up quickly and said: "Don't shout, how dare you call Mian at any time..."

He glanced at the guard not far outside, swallowed back the last words and said nervously: "I didn't say that, you have never respected others, and now you are asking for it yourself. I think this treatment is generous."

"You..." Seeing Cui Yang talking like this, all the ministers and elders looked very angry but they couldn't help it. Except for them, the rest of the lords and guards were all happy and excited, and no one ignored them.

"Hey, a meal is a meal. The king of the northern border has long understood that the food in his hands is invincible and invincible. If we had understood earlier, we would not have made this happen." An elder picked up the lunch box When I went to serve the rice, I couldn't swallow my saliva.

None of the elders and ministers spoke at this moment, but they moved quickly to fill up the rice, for fear that others would fill up all the meat, and they would squeeze and push each other secretly.

(End of this chapter)