Chapter 110: No Talking While Eating [Seeking Monthly Tickets]
Shen Tang has been very unhappy these past few days.
Unhappiness in every sense of the word.
Back in Xiaocheng, when she was bored, she could go out and set up a stall, sell wine, or go shopping. But in the deep mountains and forests, there was nothing but a bunch of bandits. Life was as lonely as snow, and she felt that if she continued to be so lazy, she would definitely get bored to death.
"Goro is so boring, why don't you help Banbu train the militia?"
Shen Tang refused without hesitation: "No way, I can smell the overwhelming stench of sweat from a mile away. The amount of exercise I get in a day far exceeds what an average otaku does in a year..."
She did go to watch Gong Shuwu train his troops.
It made otaku "tremble" after watching it just once.
Calling it training is an exaggeration. The scale of it could easily surpass even the square dance group of elderly people downstairs in the neighborhood. To put it simply, it was just a few dozen people learning basic movements like chopping and stabbing under the command and control of Gong Shuwu.
It is common to repeat the same action hundreds of times.
Morning: Techniques; Afternoon: Physical Fitness.
They returned the next morning and continued the cycle.
This level of intensity is simply too much for an average person to handle.
It wasn't that no one came forward to object; the result was that Gong Shuwu snapped their throats with two fingers, making an example of them and saying that anyone among them who couldn't take it could choose to commit suicide. They were all prisoners, and prisoners were trying to negotiate with him; they were tired of living.
After two chickens died, the remaining monkeys remained as quiet as chickens.
These monkeys gradually realized that their trainer was cold-blooded; if they disobeyed orders, Gong Shuwu wouldn't care whether one, two, or all of them died. If they obeyed, they would definitely be well-fed.
Two main meals a day, with ample breakfast and supper, plus three extra snacks to replenish their energy and cope with the high-intensity training. They consoled themselves that they were working for the landlord, and training was simply part of their job. Wasn't it only natural that the more food they received, the more tired they would be?
Back then, bandits and thugs often went hungry, and it was common for them to tighten their belts when they encountered tough opponents. Now, being able to eat their fill is a blessing.
After some self-brainwashing, I actually gradually adapted.
He even used these remarks to brainwash the people around him.
Those who were restless, seeing that no one stood up to them and they were all alone and helpless, naturally chickened out. Better to live a wretched life than die; they had no desire to see whether Gong Shuwu's two fingers were harder than their own necks…
Chu Yao said, "If Wu Lang goes to help in the East Kitchen, there won't be enough food. Qi Shan will probably drag his feet in Xiaocheng for a few more days."
Turn into a big pancake!
This is Shen Tang's forte.
She was in charge of conjuring up large flatbreads, while Lin Feng was responsible for placing them into clean bamboo baskets, arranging them neatly, and tallying the numbers. Seeing this amazing skill for the first time, Lin Feng was truly astonished for a long time: "The power of words can even conjure food?"
Halfway through the transformation, Shen Tang got hungry, stuffed the flatbread in her hand into her mouth, and mumbled while chewing, "It is possible, but one incantation only costs one flatbread. It can supply dozens or hundreds of people without any problem, but no more than that. Not to mention the consumption of spiritual energy, just reciting the incantation makes my throat burn."
As Qi Shan said, it's a complete waste of time and energy.
Lin Feng said, "But it would be good if we could eat our fill."
During famines, there wasn't even enough grass roots and tree bark to go around. When people were extremely hungry, they would even stuff mud into their mouths, or exchange children for food.
My husband is truly amazing.
Shen Tang laughed and said, "I think so too."
A bamboo basket can hold about fifty large flatbreads.
Lin Feng checked the cakes and found no problems. He covered the bamboo basket with a clean, rough white gauze to prevent dust, then sent it to the east kitchen. The cakes were cut into pieces and mixed into the soup to make a cake soup. Since there were no other vegetables, the cook planned to substitute with plum pulp…
No matter how it tastes, it's better than plain water. She said, "I wonder if there are wild boars in the mountains. If we catch a few piglets and raise them, we can have meat to eat when they grow up, and we can also render oil."
Sipping the slightly sour soup, Shen Tang suddenly thought of pigs, and from pigs came thoughts of braised pork ribs, braised pig's trotters, sweet and sour pork, braised pork belly with preserved vegetables... a whole series of dishes. She licked her lips, her mouth watering at the thought of the dishes she imagined.
If none of these are available...
She remembers that rice mixed with lard tasted pretty good.
Lin Feng said, "Pig? I've heard it tastes very fishy and foul..."
She had heard from the servants that such food was only eaten by ordinary poor people; even those with a little money wouldn't choose it. Sheep, chickens, and dogs were all considered better than pigs. It was said that their meat had an indescribable fishy smell, and the rendered fat also had an unpleasant odor.
Lin Feng had never eaten this before in his life.
No, even the servants in her household don't eat it.
As soon as she finished speaking, she remembered her current situation; she might not even be qualified to taste pork, so she silently stopped talking. Shen Tang considerately changed the subject: "But I heard that pork has a fishy smell because it wasn't castrated. If you castrate them and then raise them, they taste very, very delicious."
Lin Feng then asked, "How long do we need to raise them before we can eat them?"
"Should I wait a few months after castration before it's cured?"
Shen Tang wasn't quite sure.
"How many months is a few months?" Lin Feng asked seriously.
"I don't know, I'll find out when I have the chance to raise it."
Lin Feng: "With such a short time, how long can it grow?"
Shen Tang pondered: "I've heard that castrated pigs are very lazy. Without the stimulation of sex hormones, they don't like to move or fight. If they're lazy and don't move all day, they'll get fat very quickly, right?"
Yes, people are the same.
Lin Feng asked curiously, "Where did you hear these principles, young master?"
If pork is raised in this way, it will no longer have a fishy or gamey taste, and it would be very popular with the people. This is a family secret that would be passed down through generations. How could someone not have a close relationship with another person tell it so easily?
How could a gentleman associate with such a person?
Shen Tang didn't know where she heard it from, but that wasn't the point anyway; the point was that she knew it.
I'll go catch a few piglets, and in a few months, I can make braised pork ribs, braised pig's trotters, sweet and sour pork, and braised pork belly with preserved mustard greens...
All of them have a chance of being served on her plate!
Since she was going to raise it, Shen Tang decided to try her luck that afternoon.
After taking a sip of her soup, she suddenly exclaimed, "Oh, and also, pigs can't be kept near the latrine; they have to be kept separate... I think it's to prevent some kind of parasite? What parasite? Let me think... Right! That's it! Tapeworm disease!"
Lin Feng: "What is tapeworm disease?"
Shen Tang: "A disease that causes tapeworms to grow in the body."
"...Why would a pig eat human excrement?"
Shen Tang guessed, "It's probably to save on feed? But this kind of farming is not very hygienic. If the pigs eat the worm eggs in human feces, they will hatch into cysticercus. If these pigs are then eaten by humans, they will grow very, very, very long white worms. It's terrifying!"
Pigs that grow up eating human excrement, and then enter the human body, rounding up, are humans eating human excrement? Lin Feng looked at the soup in the bowl, his face changing again and again, his throat bobbing, as if he could already smell the strange odor.
Lin Feng barely suppressed his unease: "How terrifying?"
Shen Tang gestured with his hands: "Let me think, have you ever seen a worm? That thing looks similar to a worm, but thinner. The shortest one is only the length of a finger joint, and the longest can be five or six zhang long. Such a long thing grows inside your body, crawling everywhere, from your internal organs up to your neck, throat, and finally to your brain..."
Lin Fengguang turned pale just thinking about it.
She gasped, "Ah!"
Chu Yao and Gong Shuwu, who had no choice but to stop eating, stood to one side.
"Goro..."
Is it possible to eat without talking?
Can you please not say such disgusting things?
Shen Tang: No |ω｀)
P.S.: I remember seeing pictures of pig tapeworms when I was in college, but it's very rare to see cases like that now. I vaguely remember having to take medication to expel them, and if they weren't completely expelled, the remaining ones would grow back. When you get this, the pig tapeworm detaches segment by segment and crawls out of the anus; it moves… I remember during my internship, when I was rotating through different departments, I heard about a patient who had this, and everyone treated it like a rare national treasure at the zoo.
(End of this chapter)
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