Chapter 6 Brother, why are you stripping our clothes?

"impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

Cheng Yu's heart was filled with shock. Looking at the corn porridge and white flour steamed buns in the big jar, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

Standing there in a daze.

The Yellow Turban Army was not short of food.

There is such a meal? ?
The yellow corn porridge was steaming, and the white flour buns were emitting bursts of fragrant aroma.

Even a century-old family cannot afford to eat this kind of food!

"Sir, our conditions are limited right now. If you don't mind, let's eat together!"

The fireman looked at Cheng Yu with a smile.

Then he filled a bowl of corn porridge, topped it with white flour buns and pickled mustard, and handed it to Cheng Yu.

Look at the food in your hand.

Cheng Yu was not in a hurry to eat, but asked the fireman impatiently.

"Brother, may I ask, do the soldiers in our Yellow Turban Army eat these for every meal?"

The fireman smiled complacently.

"Of course, the commander took pity on us warriors and prayed to the heavens to give us this kind of food."

"Now we have three meals a day, each of which is corn porridge and plenty of white flour buns!"

what? ?

Every meal is corn porridge and white flour steamed buns!
And eat three meals a day?!
When Cheng Yu heard this, he was completely stunned.

Today, the Han Dynasty is facing a shortage of supplies and a reduction in grain production.

For ordinary people, let alone eating three meals a day.

Just one meal every three days is not enough.

Even wealthy families with plenty of food did not have the luxury of eating three meals a day.

According to the eating habits of the Han Dynasty.

Eat early and late every day.

Do not eat after noon.

Three meals a day were all corn porridge and white flour steamed buns.

What if this group of Yellow Turban Army were allowed to break through?

Will the imperial court soldiers be able to defeat them in the future?

"Sir, this corn porridge and white flour buns are so delicious!"

"In my opinion, it would be better for us to stay in the Yellow Turban Army and not leave!"

Above the empty space in the deserted village.

Cheng Yu's horse-leading servant held a big bowl in his hands, taking a mouthful of corn porridge and a bite of white flour steamed bun, and eating with great relish.

While eating, he praised the delicious food of the Yellow Turban Army to Cheng Yu.

Cheng Yu listened to the words in his ear, but his eyes were on the corn porridge, pickled mustard and white flour steamed bun in his hands.

This kind of orange corn porridge was the first time he had seen it, and it was also the first time he had eaten it.

To be honest, as a famous scholar in Gunzhou, his family background is naturally not bad, and his knowledge is extraordinary.

He looked at the corn porridge for a long time but had no idea what kind of grain it was made from.

In the Han Dynasty, people usually eat rice and corn.

Even in a wealthy family, they would mix rice and millet together for their meals, and at most add some minced meat to make a meat soup.

Like now, thick porridge made from pure food rations.

Even princes and nobles wouldn't dare to eat like this.

The key is that every meal is like this.

It's really luxurious to the extreme.

It's the height of squandering.

Not to mention that one of his servants who was leading the horse was conquered by the Korean porridge.

Even if the visitors were princes or ministers, they would probably enjoy the meal so much that they would not want to leave.

And that kind of pickled mustard.

The salt used to pickle mustard tuber is absolutely refined, and there is no bitter taste at all.

This grade of refined salt is even better than tribute salt.

Such precious food.

Here you can eat as much as you want, with no limit on quantity.

It’s scary to think about it.

As for the white flour buns at the end, you can tell at a glance that they are made from flour ground from high-quality wheat.

Seeing such a delicious meal, the Emperor of Han would probably shed tears of envy.

These three simple meals made Cheng Yu, a famous scholar who had experienced countless storms, settle down in Bengbu.

A question popped up in his mind.

Where did this food come from?

While Cheng Yu was thinking, Ye Chen walked towards him from the other side.

"Mr. Cheng, are these foods delicious?"

Ye Chen asked with a smile. "Thank you for the hospitality, Commander Qu. I have never heard of or seen such food before. It is definitely delicious!"

Cheng Yu bowed to Ye Chen.

"I have pondered over what you just said for a long time and I think what you said makes sense."

Ye Chen suddenly said.

Hear the words.

Cheng Yu was overjoyed.

From what he said, it seemed that this general was intending to surrender to the imperial court.

That would be great if that were true.

Every meal was corn porridge and white flour steamed buns.

After a winter of eating, the thin dog has grown into a strong man.

When the imperial court goes into the mountains to encircle and suppress the Yellow Turban Army in the spring, it is hard to say who will win or lose in the face of such a large army.

"Since Commander Qu is willing to surrender, I am willing to play a role in the process..."

Cheng Yu didn't even finish his words.

Ye Chen waved his hand to interrupt.

"I'm afraid you misunderstood me, sir!"

"I have never thought of surrendering to the imperial court."

"The only way to resolve the current predicament of our army is to break through."

"Of course, to achieve this, I cannot do without the help of Mr.!"

"??"

After listening to what Ye Chen said.

Cheng Yu’s head was full of question marks.

Asking him to help the Yellow Turban Army break out, isn't that crazy?
He knew how important it was for the Jiangdu County Magistrate to wipe out the Yellow Turban Army.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have made this trip.

If he really helped the Yellow Turban Army escape, nothing else would matter.

His entire family was doomed to be chopped to death by the Jiangdu County Magistrate.

Here.

After Ye Chen finished speaking, he was too lazy to explain.

He winked at Captain Lin.

Captain Lin immediately led the hundred or so men under his command and headed towards the thirty or so imperial officials and soldiers brought by Cheng Yu.

"Hey, big brother, what are you doing? If you have something to say, just talk it out! Stop taking off your clothes!"

"Yeah, we just ate your meal, we don't need to commit suicide!"

"Brothers, we are men! Please, stop stripping."

"Brother, I was wrong! Please be gentle when we do this!"

"Stop talking nonsense, just take it off yourselves, don't force us to do it."

Captain Lin led his soldiers and surrounded the officers and soldiers.

The officers and soldiers looked at Captain Lin's ferocious appearance.

Suddenly I felt my anus tighten.

Nima!

I never expected that the Yellow Turban Army were a bunch of beasts!

If I had known this earlier, I would not have come even if I had beaten them to death.

The thought of the tragic fate that will follow.

Many timid officers and soldiers burst into tears immediately.

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Ye Chen has been thinking about it these two days.

How to break through the blockade of officers and soldiers at the lowest cost.

To be honest, if we force our way in, our side will definitely suffer heavy casualties in the end.

There are only three main ways down the mountain now.

There are one thousand soldiers stationed on each important road.

Each garrison point is equipped with a beacon tower.

Once there is a change, officers and soldiers from other garrisons will rush to support in an instant.

The most crucial point is that in addition to one thousand infantry, each garrison is also equipped with 100 cavalry.

In this era, the cavalry's response to the infantry was a one-sided crushing and massacre.

Therefore, if he could break out forcefully, it would be considered good if 30% of his 1,000 Yellow Turban soldiers could escape.

I want to get out safely while preserving my strength.

You can only use some tricks outside the game.

just.

Cheng Yu’s arrival made Ye Chen see this possibility.

(End of this chapter)