Because Liu Luo helped the old Yuan family, when the old Yuan family left, he even found a way for Liu Luo to protect her wife's document. Although Chen Xi was vaguely behind her, no one would provoke Liu Luo, the open wife's document did solve a lot of trouble for Liu Luo. Later, when the old Yuan family got up, he even gave Liu Luo a seventy-mile radius to him.

There was a time during that time, Liu Luo went there again, but after that, she discovered her shortcomings in her ability. She did not have the ability to establish a country at all, so she went there and came back and continued to do her own singing, dancing, adoption, and education in the Central Plains.

From a certain perspective, Liu Luo is now an official figure. Manxianglou has undertaken the training and education of abandoned baby girls by some countries, so he can also receive donations from the state.

For Chen Xi, after these babies are trained and educated, they can solve many problems for veterans fighting for the country, so he continues to promote this thing. After all, it is not impossible to afford it. Moreover, in the case of the Han Dynasty, this behavior can greatly improve the moral index. Besides, with the development of the times, people's lives have improved, and the abandonment problems that often occurred in the past are also decreasing year by year.

But there are still many orphans who have accumulated more than ten years ago, especially the ones twelve or thirteen years ago. Now they have basically reached the age of learning some common skills and preparing to get married. When they come to Old Man Huangfu's mansion to study for one or eight kilograms, and then jump to Huangfu into two groups, it will really increase their value. This is not a joke.

Anyway, Baqie is also the dance of the emperor. He can dance this, just like you have been on the Spring Festival Gala. Although you complain every year, if you have been on this, it will really affect your level.

Therefore, a group of beautiful orphans were recruited to Huangfu Song's house to dance this. Zhu Yan thought that he could not pay any money and get free. Maybe someone would be willing to give some money to study. After all, you don't even have a channel to learn this kind of thing!

"Okay, then you will call me all the teams. I will call all the old brothers and brothers in the past and give you two groups in our main hall." Huangfu Song said happily. Zhu Yan wanted to see it, no problem. Is he the kind of person who doesn't share the benefits with everyone? No!

"Brother, alas, there are not many guys now." Zhu Yan said with a little sigh, "The three families of Chen Xun and Sima are really too brave."

Huangfu Song snorted lightly when he heard this, and said nothing. If he had such an opportunity, he would not be able to gamble. Anyway, he was over 70 years old, and he would die at the worst. The benefits he could get from Chen Zichuan have been almost done. It is time to need independence. If he dies, he can still warn the next generation and the next generation. Then why not take a gamble? Even if the success rate is slim and fails, he can force his descendants to follow the right path. Do you still have to choose?

Of course, I took the lead in rushing, and maybe I would be ready to die when I rushed.

"It's okay, I even accept Sima Fang as my brother." Huangfu Song said with a little joke. He could call Sima Yen the elder brother or Sima Yen's son. He was so flexible that he would not be affected by the overall environment.

"Speaking of this, I have not had much fun in Chang'an in the past few years, including Marquis of Huaiyin, Jun Wu'an, etc., there is no trouble..." Huangfu Song said with a little sigh.

"It's okay, with Chen Zichuan suppressing it, there's nothing wrong with it." Zhu Jun thought about it and said.

Huangfu Song wanted to say something about Ruishi and the corpse food gifts, but considering that Zhu Jun really didn't seem to have come into contact with this thing, he finally sighed in his heart. The higher he stood, the lonely he was. How many people could still work with me?

Thinking of this, Huangfu Song continued to work hard without saying a word, and said nothing, "Eat quickly and eat when you're full."

In the side hall of the Vientiane God Palace, veterans who came back with Huangfu Song were also eating the table. The level was exactly the same as the main banquet, just changing the place, and not divided into separate small tables.

"What is this?" After taking a bite of the newly served konjac cake, Bao Chu was a little stunned. You didn't know all kinds of strange meat. It's understandable because the treatment method is different, but this kind of thing is made of flour and other things, but it can't taste the flour. Bao Chu has to feel that the times have progressed too much.

"It's a cake made of taro." Zhang Yong dug a piece with a big spoon, tasted it twice and then found it. "Well, it's just that when the famine was in the past, the taro planted in front of and behind the house is almost the same thing."

"Can taro make it so delicious?" Yin Zhi looked at the cake he dug up in disbelief and began to recall in his brain what the taro he had eaten before.

Taro is poisonous, and the things in the Asteraceae family are basically poisonous. The only difference is how big the poison is. The yield of taro is very outrageous. Even compared with potatoes, sweet potatoes, etc., it will not fall into a disadvantage. The yield per mu of 3,000 kilograms can be achieved even in ancient times.

Even the reason why potatoes were introduced into China and were called potatoes is that in the eyes of people of that era, potatoes were just a kind of thing similar to taro, with similar yields, similar tubers, similar methods, and they were also poisonous and happy!

However, unlike the continuous domestication of potatoes, which have been completely detoxicated after thousands of years, the things from the Asteraceae family are still poisonous after thousands of years of domestication. In fact, even the taro that humans eat now is still poisonous.

However, the poison of taro can be completely ignored after a long period of cooking, and a large amount of taro can indeed fill your stomach.

In Jia Sixi's Qimin Yaoshu, it was actually written that during the famine, as long as one or two acres of taro can be planted, it can be mixed with all kinds of messy things to ensure that the whole family can spend the famine. Logically speaking, this statement is not a problem, because the yield of taro is very exaggerated.

In ancient times, the yield of taro per mu could reach an exaggerated thousand kilograms. Nowadays, some taro per mu yields of four or five tons per mu are also a beating potatoes. If you really need to be able to eat and be able to eat enough, the yield of local taro is actually completely a beating potatoes.

However, taro had a fatal fatal point in ancient times, that is, if you want to eat this thing, you have to cook it for a long time, otherwise you will not be able to get rid of the poison.

In ancient times, firewood was the most important thing for a family. The so-called seven things to open the door. Firewood was the first to be firewood, and the second to be the second to be the food. Because of the ancient mentally ill policy, the upper limit of firewood was very limited, and taro needed to be steamed for a long time to be used, which was a reversal of Tiangang for ancient people.

This is why in ancient China, we knew that taro could be eaten very early and that taro yields were high. We even wrote in agricultural books that taro is a very effective food to overcome famines, but taro just can't be done. To put it bluntly, taro is completely against the will of taro for the ancient people of the Central Plains.

I have so much firewood to cook taro, so I might as well use this firewood to exchange for rice...

The firewood spent on cooking taro is almost enough to exchange for rice.

Therefore, the veterans who were present who ate this konjac cake were silent after knowing that it was a thing made of taro.

"Is this thing really made of taro?" Bao Chu said speechlessly.

When Bao's family was hungry, they went to the Ba River to pick wild lotus seeds and dig wild lotus roots to live. Once, they even went to dig wild lotus roots and asked their mother to keep a look at the house. A group of bad bandits passed by the house and found that his mother was alone at home. Not only did they snatch their house, but they also caught his mother and prepared to put the pot as a vegetable. If his brother had not come to inform him quickly, he would chase him all the way, fight with the bandits, and try his best to grab his mother back, and his mother was cooked in the pot.

At that time, Bao Chu had planted taro in the family, but when I recalled the taro at that time and the things I eat now, Bao Chu felt extremely silent. Damn, can this thing be so delicious?

"Cook, can I pack two servings for me and I'll take them back for my mother?" Bao Chu asked the chef who continued to serve the food after taking a few bites.

"After the banquet, we will prepare a food box for you." The chef looked at the nameplate produced by Bao and said calmly, "The kitchen is ready, you can just bring a few servings back then."

This is what Chen Xi discovered in the past two years. That is, as long as he sets a table, someone always has to take some back. So when Chen Xi prepares the dishes, he asks to make more and bring some fresh ones back. After all, if you make a large table, you can do more at the beginning, which is much lower than the cost of doing it later.

"Thank you very much. I can understand everything else. I can't understand this taro cake. I have to bring a portion of it back." Bao Chu was speechless when he looked at the taro cake. This thing was a memory of his past suffering. As a result, even such a suffering thing could become so delicious, it was really unacceptable to him.

"Actually, I can't accept it." Zhang Yong dug another piece with a spoon. Even though he knew it was indeed taro, Zhang Yong felt that his past memory was definitely something wrong. Taro shouldn't thorn the throat or even the mouth? Why is this thing so smooth and sweet, it's so irritating.

"Maybe we didn't know how to do it before." Su Zong said with a little sigh. He had suffered too. Only by comparison can he realize how good the current conditions are.

"Just eat, I don't want to recall the past. There are even sucking people in my past memory." Nan Ji said to Su Zong with an expression that could not be restrained. Suddenly, the seven people around him couldn't help being nervous about Nan Ji's straightforward people who came in to make food. You damn, you shouldn't have brought you in!

That's right, Nan Zi was brought in by others. She replaced an old man who didn't come back to participate in the event after going back and sneaked in for a meal. This kind of thing is a typical example of the people not being prosecuted by officials. As a result, Nan Zi made some such an unpleasant thing while eating, and everyone present was a little angry.

"Grass, throw Brother Nan out. This is so disgusting. I finally became a decent person. Now Brother Nan reminds me of the past days." Zhang Ping's face was longer than his shoehorn.

"Forget it, forget it, what Brother Nan said is true. It was the past, just don't mention it." Zhang Yong looked open-minded and generous, "After all, the days before were too hard, so let's not recall it, eat, eat, drink, drink."

As he said that, Zhang Yong raised his glass to signal to everyone present. Seeing that Zhang Yong was like this, even Bao Chu and Yi Luo, who were not Zhang Yong's Victims Association, raised their glasses.

"Tell me, do you two have teams now?" After drinking in one gulp, Zhang Yong asked Bao Chu and Yiluo with curiosity. These two were also sixth-level, one was from a standard shield guard, and the other was said to be a gangster who was a white horse Yicong, but it looked like they were from Yueqi.

"General Zhao, who is here, has already notified me to go to the training camp. After I finish this meal, I have to go." Yiluo raised his hand and explained, "Li Ge and Ma Chen have already gone. It is said that there are still a few brothers from the Red Blood Knight. If I include me, our group will be together."

"The team structure of the White Horse and Red Blood Knights is that they need to be mobile and have combat effectiveness, but they don't feel good about survival." Zhang Yong thought about it and commented, of course, it was only Zhang Yong. Others who talked so randomly may be beaten.

"I don't have a team here yet, but there are quite a lot of veterans in Yongzhou. If not, just form six people." Bao Chu said with a smile. He actually doesn't like to participate in such activities.

"That's it, I'll tell you to introduce a few teams." Zhang Yong thought about it and said, but seeing that Bao Chu didn't seem to care much about the ranking, Zhang Yong stopped talking.

"Then the next one is Brother Nan, Brother Nan, I was sorry for you at the beginning. I really didn't expect you to be really addicted to feudal superstition. I just made fun of you..." Zhang Yong apologized to Nan Ji. As Zhang Ping said, they were at most face-saving. Even if it was Su Zong, Zhang Yong kicked Su Zong to death. Considering that Su Zong would be resurrected, this was just a face-to-face dispute, but Nan Ji was different. Nan Ji really broke up.

So Zhang Yong planned to solemnly tell this matter. Of course, if Nan Ji wanted to trouble him because of bankruptcy, Zhang Yong would avoid it once or twice. But if there were too many, don’t blame him for being rude. However, seeing that Nan Ji was still willing to sit at the same table with them, and he was very happy to eat and drink, Zhang Yong thought that Nan Ji should have gone through feudal superstition and thanked the military advisor for killing the witch.

"It's okay, that thing is not feudal superstition to me." Nan Ji raised his hand and tried his best, and grabbed it in the air. The seven people present saw the twist of light and dust at the moment when Nan Ji exerted his force. This was because he directly grasped something that he could not catch.

"It has nothing to do with you when you lose everything. It was caused by me buying materials to strengthen it. Five rounds strengthened my foundation by about 15%." Nan Ji said with a smile while touching his beard, "So you don't need to worry about this. What I am addicted to is not feudal superstition, what I am addicted to is becoming stronger."

"Ah?" Zhang Yong was stunned after hearing this.

"Actually, this time I came here with you to meet the military advisor and Chen Hou in the future and see where they locked the witch. I have only completed the fifth round recently. Now I have to find that witch for the materials and rituals of the sixth round." Nan Zi said with a headache.

Nan Ji originally thought that the witch was locked up by the Tingwei, so he asked for a question with his connections, but he was not there, so he went to find Jingzhaoyin's side, but he was not there either, so he could only come to the palace to take a look.

After all, this thing is really effective for him. Even if he spends some money, he wants to do the sixth round. If he is stronger, he will be able to do the seventh level, so this must not be strengthened.

"If you really think you cheated me, you'll find two witches who are reliable and understand this kind of strengthening ritual. I'm having a headache now." Seeing that Zhang Yong didn't believe it, Nan Ji said with a smile.

"Ah, is that true? Well, I'll look for you." Zhang Yong saw that Nan Ji was not a silence, so he nodded, although he didn't know where to find a truly capable witch.

"Are you looking for a witch who understands the strengthening ritual?" Wei Jun, who also strolled in to eat the mat at the back table of Nanzhe, heard Nanzhe's words and turned around and asked.

"Oh, Brother Wei, do you know?" Nan Ji turned around and saw that it was Wei Jun and asked quickly. After all, Wei Jun's jokes were flying everywhere.

"Well, I've seen at least three of this type." Wei Jun said with a complicated expression, "One is the return of worship, one is the competition for rituals, and the other is the Muji. Finally, this one is to find an evil god, and then use this set of worship return ceremony. If the competition for rituals, you need to catch the ferocious beasts of the internal energy level, and then you fight with him, the winner will draw a small amount of life source energy to consolidate the foundation. When I was wandering around in the south, I encountered such strange things."

"I'll go, Brother Wei is so awesome. He is really knowledgeable." Tao Tong gave Wei Jun a thumbs up, and was very impressed, but then he was a little confused, "But why do you think that the return of the worship is quite similar to a thing in my hometown?"

"Oh, it's the thing in your hometown." Wei Jun said angrily. It almost became a sacrifice that time. Is there something wrong with you in the south? You like to use people as sacrifices. Thanks to my Wei Jun's strength, otherwise, I would have been sacrificed long ago.

"I'm going to say it." Zhang Yong said solemnly to Zhang Ping and others, "Then how about we have a drink under the witness of the will of the empire. Let's put aside the conflicts we have in the near future?"

Seeing that the other four nodded, Zhang Yong stood up, picked up the wine glass, and used a single-unit miracle to connect the will of the empire. "I, Zhang Yong, swear here, and work together with Zhang Ping, Su Zong, Yin Zhi, Hou Zhong, and Nan's during this martial arts performance to share life and death. Even if someone is defeated, I, Zhang Yong, will definitely share the glory of victory with him!"
Chapter completed!