Chapter 9 Chapter 3 Why Should Qiang Flute Blame Willows (2)

Blood gushed out of the wound like a fountain.Yue Tianyi's clothes were dyed dripping blood red in the blink of an eye.But he was still searching incessantly.Yue Tianyi suddenly saw Yue Junshi coming from the corner of the wall, he laughed happily: "Yue Junshi, come and help me, do you see where my arm is? You are right, these turtle sons of the new army Guns and cannons are really powerful." Because the cannonball exploded beside him just now, Yue Tianyi's ears were deafened, he couldn't hear the answer, he could only see Junshi Yue's mouth moving.Even though he couldn't hear anything, Yue Tianyi understood everything from the face on the other side.Now, that face resembled that of a carnivorous animal.Yue Tianyi smiled again: "Chief Yue, why are you panicking? You, I'm going to give this head to the officers and soldiers sooner or later. It's the same as giving it to you. You What are you panicking about?"

Chief Yue, who was walking over, was stopped by Yue Tianyi's awe-inspiring tone, and he stopped hesitating.Yue Tianyi raised his remaining hand and pointed at his military adviser: "Chief Yue, I know you want my head to pay off your merits. No matter what, I, Yue Tianyi, saved your life. I will also I want you to do something, don’t kill all the people in my Yue’s family, my family is still alive during the New Year in the future, don’t catch him and kill him... I’m not bragging, the head of the Lixian Society on the Yincheng Wharf, Boss Hong, is my sworn brother , there are people from Brother Pao everywhere in the rivers and lakes. The mountains never turn and the water turns, everyone should not do everything. More than ten years ago, I had a baby named Gou’er who was sold to a big family in Yincheng. Our Yue’s family You can't finish killing me... If you kill me today, the next day, Mr. Hong will settle accounts with you, and the descendants of my Yue family will also settle accounts with you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yue Tianyi had already seen Chief Yue's hand raised, and a gleaming Ghost Head Knife was held on those strong and complete arms.Following the arc drawn by the fierce blade, the head of Marshal Jinpeng of the Tianyi Army rolled down on the top of Tongling Pass along with the fallen corpse.Next to the head with half of the shoulders attached, there were many corpses of farmers scattered all over the place.The courtyard dam below the city gate was also full of corpses and wounded.The peasants who gathered under Shuai's banner back then were throwing down their weapons and fleeing in all directions in a panic.The scene in front of him was very similar to the ending that Yue Tianyi had seen and thought about at dawn.Yue Tianyi did not expect his end to come so soon.Several piles of burning firewood, in this ending, are emitting bursts of residual smoke coldly.Holding Yue Tianyi's bloody head in his hand, Chief Yue led his incomplete team down the city wall, shouting to join the reinforcements.

The infantry with bayonets came down from the hillsides on both sides, and under the city gate, the fierce cavalry called for their flying horses to enter the pass, with a gleaming sword dangling above their heads, rushing towards the fleeing peasants.The rebel army of one or two thousand people ran without a trace in a blink of an eye without any resistance. Liu Zhenwu took out his pocket watch to check the time. The battle lasted less than forty minutes, consuming eighty-two rifle bullets and two artillery shells.His own soldiers were unscathed and there were no casualties.Liu Zhenwu left the staff of Captain Yue to clean up the battlefield, bandage the wounded, and then continued to repair the telegraph lines.Liu Zhenwu ordered his soldiers to only harvest beef for supplies, and discard the rest. Without delay, advance to Yincheng immediately.

Amid the sound of the loud bugle, the soldiers of the 1st Battalion of the 1st Infantry Association of the 17th Town of the Provisional Army set out on the road.Suddenly, a majestic military song burst out from this neat and mighty team: "...a dignified and dignified man, it is best to die on the battlefield. Moxibustion brow melon, who really can escape death. Die only once, don't wave die, die die! A Niang held the train and sewed it tightly, saying that I am not in love. My wife wears a bun instead of a braid, and is on the verge of touching her fingers. Defeated to He Yan, we will meet again, and we will fight each other.

The gate of the halberd opened and thunder and drums sounded, killing the thief god and the first king. The former enemy shouted and shouted to kill the general, and it was even more itchy to capture the king. Thousands of people, I go straight, yearning! Exploring the cave and exploring the tiger's lair first, what is dangerous and difficult!Siege the city and directly attack Jinchengjian, who can spread Russia!The horse grinds the Maltese grinds his shoulders, forward forward! ..." Although the soldiers' mouths were mixed with the taste of "high tune", they still sang neatly and powerfully.Amid the rough and majestic military songs, the soldiers left Tongling Pass far behind.The morning sun, drying the dew from the branches and blades of grass, glistened on the new barrels of the soldiers' guns.

The dew is so heavy that even the chirping of birds in the woods is wet.The sun had not yet risen over the top of the mountain, but the morning sun still pushed the mist down the valley.A piece of cloud rested quietly on the peak of Xieyu Peak.The line of sight is blocked by the mountains, and the distance cannot be seen.Occasionally, there will be the sound of cattle braying faintly from the foot of the mountain through the misty mist.Wangcai pushed open the bamboo door, and stretched out a comfortable waist in the coolness and humidity.When he opened his mouth wide, squinted his eyes and raised his head, he saw the quiet cloud on the top of the mountain and the blue sky behind the cloud.The cold and moist air filled Wangcai's strong chest, his whole body trembled, and his mouth was immediately full of saliva.Wangcai smacked his lips to be happy, he was very comfortable, and it was a good weather for making cow dung.

Wangcai has already thought about what to do today: first go to the gate of the old military camp in the city and see Boss Chen of Huixian Tea House.If Boss Chen is still standing up in the cage, he will have to pay his debts.One hundred and seventy-six catties of cow dung, one hundred and seventy-six copper coins, can buy back four liters of wet rice and two liters of good rice at Yongchang rice shop, and can buy one catty of fat meat, two catties of vegetable oil,... ok Big bucks!A solid cow brand has to work hard on the well for five or six days to earn this money!Everything is terribly expensive now, so why doesn't anyone come out and say something?Wangcai couldn't figure out why the prices in Yincheng fluctuated like the water in Yinxi.This question is too big and too complicated for Wangcai.Those thousands of shops and thousands of buyers and sellers all changed the prices after listening to someone.There's no way to change it, it's all other people's business.The only thing Wangcai can do is to work harder to make cow dung cakes, that is, to hold his own copper coins in his own hands.

Wangcai took the dried cow dung cakes off the bamboo stand and stacked them on a big stone at the entrance of the fairy cave.Count carefully, yes, it is twelve yuan.The twelve cow dung cakes were uniform in size and thickness, and they were neatly stacked together. They were one foot three or four inches high.A piece of cow dung cake weighs about two catties, and these twelve pieces of cow dung cake will never be less than twenty-five catties.Wangcai is very sure of his goods.But he still hesitated and added another piece.Now I'm at ease, just a little more, your boss Chen said that if you make up two hundred catties, I'll make it up for you, just a little more, I won't take a penny more from you.God bless Boss Chen to stand up safely in the cage, bless Boss Chen to return home safely, and bless me with all my hard-earned money.The boss is not here, there is also the lady boss, the monk is not here, but the temple is still there, so I can't take my hard-earned money for nothing!If you want to go down the mountain and enter the city, you can't go back empty-handed.Wangcai carried the bamboo basket for collecting cow dung on his back, and put the dung shovel into the basket.Then, he casually pulled a few handfuls of green grass on the hillside beside the cave, twisted out a grass circle and placed it on top of his head, and lifted the thirteen pieces of cow dung cakes over his head with both hands and placed them firmly on the grass circle. Turn around and walk down the path down the mountain.The wrung grass juice stained Wangcai's hands green.The dew on the grass blades on the roadside wet Wangcai's straw sandals and bare feet.The trousers were pulled up high, and with the powerful steps, the muscles on the calf bulged sharply.The twenty-odd catties on his head are really nothing to Wangcai.After a while, Wangcai saw the painting he saw every day: the green silver stream flowing from the sky far away, passing through the city of Yin, and passing through the sky cars lined up on both banks.On the other side of the river are tall city walls and towers of blue-grey, and the wharf of Xiashuiguan is crowded with salt boats that have not yet woken up.The large area of ​​gray and black tiled roofs in the new city are closely connected with each other, and the skycar derrick towers like a mast. From a distance, it looks like a huge building ship.The tall red building of the Yuren School and the golden glazed tile cornices of the Huoshen Temple stand out from the gray and black, looking noble and majestic.Wangcai walks into the painting from the verdant Xieyu Peak with cow dung cake on his head.Wangcai walked up and down this road every day, but Wangcai never thought about whether it was a painting.But Wangcai clearly knew that the fleshy and prosperous city at the foot of the mountain was a good place for him to make a living.After walking for a while, Wangcai's body was already a little hot, and his stomach was rumbling.Wangcai reached out to pat his stomach and laughed: Don't shout, we will go to the tooth festival after begging for Boss Chen's money.Let's go to Sanhexing to buy a sauced pig's trotter from him!Want him a bowl of Laojiao!Another dish of twice-cooked pork!More meat and more peppers!Five bowls of rice... Thinking of this, Wangcai's mouth watered again.Wangcai really likes his own city.In this bustling city, as long as you have the strength, you will have food, as long as you are willing to work harder, there will be a tooth sacrifice for you.

Before reaching the water's edge, he could already smell the breath of the river and hear the sound of the river.After a long distance, Wangcai recognized Uncle Feng Yao who was sitting on the steps by the bank smoking a pipe.Seeing the pile of cow dung cakes on his head coming towards him, Uncle Feng Yaoshu, who was setting the boat, put away his cigarette bag, untied the cable, and said with a smile, "Wangcai, are you going to give a tribute to Cai Liuniang again?" Wangcai blushed immediately, "Uncle Yao, Mo Xiaoren, it's not for Liu Niang." "Wangcai also deceives people. Who in the old and new cities don't know that only Cai Liuniang can burn the cow dung you gave away for free! Wangcai, no matter how much cow dung you give away, you can't dream of Cai Liuniang's third sister. Why don't you give it to me, two days You don’t need to spend money to cross the river.”

"Uncle Yao, don't laugh at people, I'm a bullshit, how dare I dream of marrying my third sister! I went to the old city to collect debts." "It turns out that Wangcai wants to collect the bills, and he really wants to get rich! It costs money to take my ferry to lift up a dozen cow dung! Let me tell you, Zheng Xiaozai, the soup pot shop, raised a hoof hoof that day. I also heard that in order to win Cai Liuniang's favor, Mrs. Zheng sent all the birthday boards home. Wangcai, what did you give Liuniang for the Mid-Autumn Festival? You have to be careful. !" Wang Cai hurriedly defended: "Uncle Yao, I can put on airs and spend money to cross the river. I really came to take your boat to collect bills in the old city." Uncle Feng Yao laughed again, "Gong Xi Fa Cai! Congratulations Get rich! I won’t be joking with you two! Come and sit still, and watch out that your dung cakes don’t fall into the river.” Then he asked, “Which one owes you hard-earned money again?” "Boss Chen of Huixian Teahouse." "Boss Chen? He was locked up at the bridle of the old barracks, and he will give you back the money?" Wangcai showed a bewildered and wry smile, "I don't know either. I went to collect the bill that day, but I didn't say a word. There was a bang, and the window and door panels fell to the height of the crackling. How can I know the big thing?" Disaster. Why did that Yuan Zhifu want to die in front of the teahouse door? If his sedan chair took two more steps, Boss Chen would have nothing to do! It happened that something happened to Boss Chen, and the shopkeeper and waiter all grabbed him and left. People should be unlucky, but they can't escape. A huge homicide case happened, and I don't know if I can still get money. Boss Chen is not here, but the proprietress is still there. No matter how big a Huixian teahouse he is, he can't owe a bullshit customer hard-earned money!" Seeing Wangcai's anxious face and being unable to help himself, Uncle Feng Yao stopped asking.There was a long silence on the ferry.No one spoke.Eyes are full of emerald green river water, and ears are full of the soothing sound of river water flowing.In the dullness, Feng Yaoshu's wooden oar drew one small eddy after another on the water surface. When Wangcai abandoned his boat and landed, and hurried to the gate of the old barracks, he saw that all the cages had been opened, but none of the people locked inside could be seen.With a bang in Wangcai's heart, his face immediately changed color: It's over!So discouraged!Everyone pulled up and chopped off their heads!This time it is really called the heavens, and the earth is not working!Now it's true that even half a copper plate can't be recovered!In the early morning, the street was deserted and there was no one there.With a tall pile of cow dung cakes on his head and a dung basket on his back, Wangcai stood alone opposite the row of wooden cages, his heart was pierced by a knife, and all thoughts were lost.Wangcai cursed in his heart: "If you are a bitch, throw away my hard-earned money and feed it to bastards! How many times will it take me to dry a hundred and seventy-six catties of cow dung! For no reason, I will throw my hard-earned money away! Throw away your hard-earned money and feed it to bastards... What's wrong with the world? Some unreasonable bastards!" Salty tears flowed to the corner of his mouth, Wangcai raised his big rough hand and wiped it on his face indiscriminately, the calluses on the palm scratched his face very painfully. Someone shouted from behind: "Cowshit man, turn around! Turn around!" Wangcai didn't hear it.Still rubbing it on the face one by one. Cai Liuniang, who was standing sideways inside the threshold, couldn't bear it any longer, pushed the door and walked down the steps, walked up to Wangcai and complained: "Oh, my throat is broken by shouting at you..." But before she finished speaking, she saw Wangcai tears, "Ouch——, Wangcai, is that you? Why are you crying? Who are you angry with?" Seeing that he was an acquaintance, Wangcai wiped his face in embarrassment, "Liu Niang, it's Boss Chen of Huixian Tea House, and he owes me one hundred and seventy-six copper coins. Look, all the people in the cage were taken away and their heads were chopped off." , Boss Chen also told me to chop off my head, and no one will come to pay back my debt..." Cai Liuniang laughed, "Fool, whoever said that they had their heads chopped off? Last night, some people standing on the bridle were let go. Why are you crying? You fool." Wangcai turned from sadness to joy, and his face was full of light, "Liu Niang, did you put it away and go home? Boss Chen also let it go? Then I'm going to the teahouse to have a look!" After all, Wangcai turned around and trotted all the way. Cai Liuniang shouted from behind: "Come here! Come here! I want your cow dung!" Wangcai didn't care to look back, "Liu Niang, the bullshit is for Boss Chen, I'll transfer it to you tomorrow..." Cai Liuniang complained to Wangcai from behind: "You have been hit by a demon today, why are you crazy? You are crying and laughing at the same time? It's not that you have won a scholar or a scholar!" It wasn't until he sat down at Sanhexing's dining table that Wangcai really saw the miracle in front of him.The dream in the morning has now turned into a delicious feast, and everything is exactly the same as the dream: a sauced pig's trotter, a plate of twice-cooked pork, a lot of meat and a lot of oil, the meat is full of red peppers, a bowl of Laojiao, Five bowls of rice.The waiter put down the plates and bowls from his arms in the same way. The wine is on the left, the chopsticks are on the right, and the vegetables are in the middle. Five bowls of rice form a circle.It's all here, and there's not much of the same thing.Wangcai rubbed his big hands repeatedly, he really couldn't believe this miracle on earth.Putting a chopstick of fragrant fat into his mouth, Wangcai's radiant face overflowed with indescribable happiness. Just now, Boss Chen who survived the catastrophe and was lying on the bed not only gave him two hundred Wen, but also gave him an extra two hundred Wen.Boss Chen said that God would bless him to save his life, and he wanted to disperse the money to avoid disaster.Because of the two hundred coins that fell from the sky, Wangcai finally made up his mind to realize his morning dream. Because he was afraid that others would think that the cow dung customers were unclean, Wangcai deliberately chose the scattered seats in the open hall outside the restaurant, and before he entered the door, he took off the dung basket on his back early and put it far outside the door at the foot of the wall.Sanhexing is a restaurant for the poor, and most of the people who come to eat are porters and coolies.It was still early, and most of the seats in the open hall were empty, and there was nothing everywhere.The waiter graciously wiped the tables and chairs with the rag off his shoulders, and when he called for seats, Wangcai was the only person sitting in the empty hall.After a while, the waiter came out waving a dishcloth and shouting loudly some dishes that Wangcai had ordered.Like an acrobat, he carried two dishes, one hot and one cold, a bowl of wine, and five full bowls of rice on his arm.In a blink of an eye, they were arranged on the table one by one in a steady and quick manner.Finally brought a plate of kimchi, and said with a smile on his face, your guest officer is the first customer to open the door, Gong Xi Fa Cai, the boss will give you a side dish.All his life, Wangcai has cooked and washed the dishes by himself. He has rarely been served or complimented like this.Wangcai blushed, really flattered and flustered.Gradually, more guests came into the restaurant.The voices started to get noisy, covering Wangcai's uneasiness and panic.Buried in the crowd, Wangcai felt much more relaxed. The meat is very fragrant, the chili is very spicy, the rice is very white, and the old wine is full of clouds and fog, and the face is flushed.In the restaurant, the bowls are clanging and the aroma is overflowing.Wangcai's mouth and stomach were chewing and wriggling excitedly.A big piece of twice-cooked pork... two big bites of rice... two more bites of rice... a bite of sauced pig's trotters, a mouthful of Laojiao... two chopsticks of kimchi... eat twice-cooked pork, and another mouthful of Laojiao...twice-cooked pork, sauced pig Hoof, white rice, red pepper, sour kimchi, sweet and sour alternate between teeth and tongue.The strong and fragrant old wine magnifies these fragrant, spicy, sour and salty tastes intoxicatingly.With the power of wine, the happiness of prosperous wealth spreads throughout the body with saliva and swallowing, and spreads to every sweat pore.It's a pity that in that restaurant full of people, no one noticed the bullshit customer in the corner, and no one noticed the eternal happiness on a person's face. On the night when Ouyang Langyun surrendered himself, Nie Qinxuan released all the suspects who had not been executed in front of him.Looking at the suspects who escaped from the cage and were carried away by their families, Nie Qinxuan cupped his hands to Ouyang Langyun and said: "Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Mr. Ouyang understands the righteousness and sacrificed his life to save these ten A few lives, Nie is deeply in admiration." When Nie Qinxuan said this, he was very sincere and serious, as if he was facing a friend, not a prisoner he had arrested.Nie Qinxuan understands that the person in front of him is a person who puts life and death aside, a person who only wants to die quickly.But what Nie Qinxuan wanted was a confession, not a corpse.This is his only chance to wipe out the Yincheng Revolutionary Party before the riot.In order to prevent possible prison robbery and more likely suicide, Nie Qinxuan secretly took Ouyang Langyun out of the prison and locked him in a room on the same floor as himself.In addition to the heavy shackles and wooden shackles, he locked Ouyang Langyun to a house post.All the old subordinates of the Anding Camp knew that the room in the innermost corner of the Anding Camp's chief executive Qian was the dried meat room where President Nie Qian prepared Huobianzi beef. In the history before and after that, there is no record of the dried meat room, and the life-and-death, bloody and cruel experience that happened in the dried meat room.In that experience, the Huobianzi beef, which is a Yincheng-style food, was endowed with unexpected meanings and hints, and became a live witness of spirit and flesh.In that house the history of the man and the history of the ox are the same red. The more than 30,000 residents of Changjiao, like other residents, lived, died, died in Yincheng for six or seven hundred years or more.After they worked hard all their lives and powered Yincheng, dozens of soup pot shops in the old and new cities became their home.They have to be slaughtered in the soup pot shop, and their blood, meat, bones, horns, and leather are used by the people of Yincheng, and their fat is boiled out for the people of Yincheng to light their lamps.In a deep sense of guilt and sin, the people of Yincheng felt that they were almost the same as their own misery.Therefore, a large-scale Niuwang Temple was built in the east of the city. Pines and cypresses were planted all over the temple, and dedicated halls, theater stages, and Baolou were specially added.In the main hall, the "Ugly Su Xingjun" Niu Wang is in the center, and the God of Wealth and Fire God are on both sides.The tall bull king sat on the back of the bull, with black eyes ringed open and blue veins protruding, majestic and brave, not at all as docile and humble as they were when they were alive.The Niuwang Temple has hired Taoist priests to take care of the incense burners for many years, and hired people to clean the courtyard and guard the temple gate.The cost of incense in the temple is paid by the general cabinets of the eight major saltworks on a monthly basis in turn.Every year on the first day of October, which is the birthday of the Niu Wang, a Niu Wang meeting will be held and a grand ceremony will be held.Except those who work in soup pot shops are not allowed to attend the meeting, on the day before the first day of October, all cattle brands, small carts, cow dung customers, and all those who have driven or handled cattle must take a serious bath. You must change into clean clothes every day before you can go to the Bull King Meeting.The general offices of all major saltworks, and the shopkeepers of all wells, stoves, cabinets, and shops must go there in costumes.Those who have donated to the official must wear a full set of feather top supplementary clothes, and go to the meeting in a sedan chair according to the official rank.Two days before the meeting of the Niu King, the temple of the Niu King was full of drums and music, and lights and festoons.On the first day of October, iron guns, firecrackers, bells and drums will be set off in the grand ceremony to celebrate the birthday of the Niu Wang.The deacon is the master of ceremonies, and all the people who come to participate in the ceremony are arranged in order according to their positions and seniority.After the sacrificial ceremony, a grand banquet is held, and all the participants toast to the Niu King's birthday.At the same time, musicians should be invited to play and sing, and puppet troupes should be invited to perform puppet shows.In the year when the market is booming, the opera troupe should be invited to sing a series of operas in the Niuwang Temple for three or five days.In such a grand and lively ceremony, the people of Yincheng turned their guilt and sins into ordinary life, immersing themselves in it and forgetting their worries. Perhaps out of compensation for those guilt and sins, the relief and pensions of Yincheng Huiji Public Bureau have been going on for hundreds of years.The silver taels obtained from the cowhide monopoly must be accounted for and counted, and it is strictly forbidden to be used for other purposes.Where there is a large amount of expenses, a meeting must be held by the head executive, and all the general offices of the businessmen are invited to discuss it together.The relief personnel must be strictly registered by the Baojia register.To all widowed, widowed, lonely, lonely, poor and helpless families, a monthly payment ranging from two hundred to three hundred cash.At the end of the new year, people in the city who have no rice to cook will be given a rice ticket. With the ticket, they can get one liter of net rice at Huiji Public Bureau.For the impoverished who are unable to mourn after death, and the unclaimed corpses who died on the street, Huiji Public Bureau also paid for the purchase of coffins and distributed them for light burial.For hundreds of years, the people of Yincheng, who are making money every day, have turned their guilt and sins towards cattle into charity to benefit all living beings.And in this balance of sin and charity, the Huobianzi beef derived from it has become the most delicious specialty of Yincheng. Nie Qinxuan has been stationed in Yincheng for ten years. After ten years of defense, he developed a special hobby and learned how to cook fireside beef.In the past ten years, I don't know how much fresh beef has been carefully selected by his eyes, and I don't know how much fresh beef has been peeled by his hands with a knife.Over time, Nie Qinxuan has developed a unique skill. As long as he cuts down on the meat and looks at the texture of the meat, he can tell that it is a cow that has been raised for several years.Among the repeated processing and experience, Nie Qinxuan prefers the thrill of cutting flesh with a bare blade.Nie Qinxuan loves to make Huobianzi beef, and there is another reason, that is, he believes that this Huobianzi beef is the most suitable food for military life.He even actually wrote a letter to the Ministry of War for this, suggesting that it be promoted in the army.Knowing this hobby of his, over the years, as long as there are 20 to 30 soup pot shops specializing in slaughtering cattle in the old and new cities of Yincheng, as long as they have good beef, they will select top-quality beef and send their staff to Andingying.But the cattle in Yincheng are used to pull the carts, and they are the capital used by the bosses to make a fortune.Those who died of non-disease and old age are generally not slaughtered.Therefore, cattle that have to be slaughtered due to broken legs or industrial injuries have become a rare source of top-grade beef.Huobianzi beef can't be made all year round, only autumn and winter are the most suitable.One is because the cattle in this season are full of fat and meat, and the other is because the weather is cool and mosquitoes are rare, so it is suitable for air drying.The raw materials for making Huobianzi beef are very particular. Only the tendon meat from the beef leg can be used as the raw material, and all the fat must be removed.When cooking, first place a wooden board obliquely against the wall, cut a piece of tendon meat two inches square and three inches thick, and use an extremely sharp thin-edged knife to cut out a piece of meat two inches long and one or two inches thick. , but it cannot be cut through, it must be connected with the meat.Then, the meat slices are nailed to the wooden board with bamboo sticks, and the tendon meat pieces are hung upside down with the meat slices.Then use the thin-edged sharp knife to insert into the seam of the meat, and cut lightly along the seam from the surface to the inside. With the cutting of the knife, the tendon meat piece will rotate down like a ball of thread, until the "ball of thread" When it was all gone, there was only one or two feet long, thin and light-transmitting strips of meat left on the wooden board.The thickness of the meat strips determines the future quality, so the thinner the better.But in addition to being thin, it is necessary to ensure that no leaks and loopholes can be cut.The skill of knife is more detailed than that of embroidery with needles.After the meat strips are cut, coat with a little fine salt and soy sauce, and hang to dry.After air-drying, the strips of meat are placed flat on the bamboo woven fence. The woven bamboo fence should not be woven too tightly, but should be ventilated.Put the slivers full of meat strips on the fire, and use cow dung cakes on the bottom to lighten the fire, and slowly and evenly roast the meat strips.The control of the heat should be moderate, which is another process that requires effort and experience.The roasted beef strips are convenient to carry and can be stored for a long time without deterioration.When eating, first coat the meat strips with a layer of chili red oil, then cut them into thin shreds, and the meat will crumble when you bite it lightly.This is the general practice of Huobianzi beef.And Nie Qinxuan has slowly figured out a unique method through years of preparation.In addition to the two techniques of knife skill and fire being perfected day by day, when he is grilling meat, he specially uses freshly cut green bamboo to weave bamboo fences, and mixes pine branches into the cow dung fire.That's why the Huobianzi beef he roasted has a special fragrance of green bamboo and turpentine.Everyone who has tasted it applauds.For many years, outsiders only knew that Huobianzi beef was a specialty of Yincheng, but only people in Yincheng knew that "Huobianzi beef from the old military camp" was the real top grade. Returning to the barracks from the Yuren School, Nie Qinxuan interrogated Ouyang Langyun overnight, but found nothing for the whole night.Apart from confessing to the assassination of the magistrate, Ouyang Langyun didn't say anything else.Nie Qinxuan did not use torture tools.He was worried that once the punishment was imposed, it would actually strengthen the teacher's will to fight to the death.Nie Qinxuan saw through Ouyang Langyun's determination to die quickly.He couldn't let this frail scholar get his wish just like that.Nie Qinxuan knew that if he couldn't get more confessions, he would lose to his opponent for the second time. After resting all morning, Nie Qinxuan returned to the butcher room with two bamboo baskets.He put the basket containing the meat on the wooden bench, and smiled slightly at Ouyang Langyun who was locked on the post: "This is beef. It's the tendon meat from my Huobianzi beef." Then he pointed to a few wooden boards leaning against the wall, "This is the pine board I use to peel the meat. I don't wash them every time I use them up, I have to plan a layer off with a wooden plane, so every time I use them They are all new boards, and there is no other miscellaneous smell except rosin." Ouyang Langyun didn't understand what Nie Qinxuan was going to do, and he didn't want to understand what Nie Qinxuan was going to do. He urged: "Commander Nie, let's punish him. Either use a knife or behead him." Nie Qinxuan put the beef on the meat table, took out a bright thin-edged sharp knife from the bamboo basket, and cut a piece of meat two or three inches square in a blink of an eye, and then cut a thin piece of meat on the side of the meat. Squeeze a bamboo stick, press it hard, the bamboo stick passes through the leader and inserts into the wooden board sharply, hanging the meat piece on the pine board.I saw him holding the handle and tip of the knife with both hands, inserting the knife into the gap to level it out, gently clamping the bright red piece of meat with the backs of the two thumbs, and pressing the knuckles of the two middle fingers against the wooden board, with both hands down Glide firmly and firmly.The bright red piece of meat was really like a spinning ball, spinning evenly between his knife edge and fingers.In the blink of an eye, a piece of meat more than two feet long and as thin as a reed leaf hangs brightly on the wooden board.There are no holes and leaks in the smooth meat strips, and there is no residual tail left.Nie Qinxuan looked at Ouyang Langyun, and tapped the bamboo basket with a sharp knife: "Mr. Ouyang, do you still remember? That day at Huixian Tea House, Master Yuan also took it back in the bamboo basket." Ouyang Langyun remained silent with a sneer on his face. The well-lit room smelled of beef.After a whole night of interrogation last night, everything that needs to be said has been said.Both sides seemed to have figured out what the other was trying to say.Besides, it's nonsense.Nie Qinxuan continued his operations, and another strip of bright red meat hung down from the wooden board.He skillfully grabbed the cowhide strip nailed to the steel knife next to the meat case, and the sharp knife was crackling and sharpening on the leather strip.Nie Qinxuan didn't look up at the person he wanted to interrogate, but he spoke firmly: "Mr. Ouyang, I will never lie to your confession. If you confess, I will kill you. If you don't confess, I will kill you too. Not Nie Qinxuan It is your crime that is unreasonable. Anyone who plots rebellion and riots and kills the high officials of our country will be killed by the laws of the country." "From the beginning, I only want to die. I only hate that I can no longer kill the enemy with my own hands. Sooner or later, we will kill this full-fledged country and country." Nie Qinxuan raised his head and stared at Ouyang Langyun, and gently scratched the blade with his thumb, "It may not be just one death. Mr. Ouyang, you are an expatriate, and you probably don't know that there was Lingchi's criminal law in the Qing Dynasty. Lingchi is a thousand knives." To say that a person deserves ten thousand deaths is to say that he has committed a serious crime that deserves ten thousand times of death. The punishment of Ling Chi is to make the heinous people die thousands of times. First of all, they were all executed by Ling Chi. They committed the crime of treason. Although this criminal law was abolished by the court five years ago, it may not be applicable according to your situation. You blow up Mr. Yuan for revenge. Even though I don't know how to make a bomb, I want to avenge Lord Yuan today, and I should also smash you to pieces. This is called treating another person in the same way. If you confess your accomplices, I will fulfill you. You are carrying out the execution in a dignified manner, and beheaded with a knife." Nie Qinxuan tapped the empty bamboo basket with the knife again, "Mr. Ouyang, if you still refuse to confess, I have prepared a bamboo basket for you today, so I have to let you be the same as Master Yuan. You have seen my knife skills. I don’t know how much you can cut into the flesh of your body?” Ouyang Langyun, who was pale, replied, “Do it. I would rather accept it alone.” "Mr. Ouyang, I just want you to die clearly. Why did you turn yourself in? Isn't it to save those innocent people who have been wronged? Because you assassinated the magistrate rashly, and your riot plan was fully exposed. I have internal precautions now. , there are reinforcements outside. If you really riot, you will definitely lose, and you can only die in vain. Do you think how many innocent people will die? These innocent people also died because of your rash actions. Mr. Ouyang, Why don't you think for them? Why don't you save them? Why don't you let a failed riot be stillborn? Who is your accomplice? Who is the commander-in-chief? You say it, and you two will die Individuals can save Yincheng from the flames of war." "I don't even know who the commander-in-chief is. Commander Nie, you and I don't need to say more." "Mr. Ouyang, to tell you the truth, I also know that the Qing Dynasty may not last for a few days. As a veteran who has been eliminated, I don't expect to have to fight with you. But I just want to be a member of the Qing Dynasty for a day." The subjects must do their duty for the Qing Dynasty." "It's a pity that there are Han people like you who are willing to be slaves!" Nie Qinxuan raised the knife, "Mr. Ouyang, then I can only help you!"