The days of waiting are quite boring, and when you are full all day, you go to bed. To have nothing to do is to watch the soldiers fight and gamble. Yun Yue doesn't like gambling in this world, and she plays around guessing chips. That is, to get a bunch of sticks, guess the single or the double, quite boring.

Ay! In a world where gambling is not illegal, where is human creativity? If you want to go to Lisboa in the future, you will have everything in mahjong poker, roulette and dice. Didn't even have dice in those years?

I found a stone, polished it into a square and drilled a few small eyes. Old Jiang is very curious about this thing, and after hearing about the function of this thing. Get started now! Where did you think that the hands that are used to holding knives are too strong. With one throw, he smashed the dice that Yun Yue had wasted for a long time.

"Lord Lieutenant, the stone is too hard and easy to break. I think it's better to use bone, it's hard but tough, and it won't break all at once. Zheng Bin watched from the side, and suddenly spoke.

"Little rabbit, don't you say that you hurt the old man's dice...... The dice are broken! Hurry up and find a cow skull, Lao Tzu will polish it himself. Old Jiang slapped Zheng Bin on the back of the head, and roared to make his gambling tools.

The tower took a sip of muddy wine, not glancing at the two guys out of the corner of his eye. This guy is a stuffy gourd, and he has no other bad habits except drinking every day. Even a few days ago, An Pingjun brought in a group of camp prostitutes did not arouse his interest. As long as there is wine, he can not move the place for a day. And don't pick your mouth, the steamed wine in Lizhuang is the best, if not, he doesn't dislike thick wine and muddy wine. As for the appetizers, it's always a barbecue.

Yun Yue found out that this guy is not only good at archery. The ability to throw stones is also first-class, once Yun Yue saw a pheasant just flying, and was smashed in the head by the pebbles he threw out of his hand. This guy always seems to have a fire in front of his tent, and there are either roasted chickens or rabbits on it. The seasoning is far less abundant than Yunyue's, only salt. Often a chicken or a rabbit can be roasted for half a day, typical of depressed patients.

The corpses on the battlefield began to stink, and the people only cleaned up the corpses of Zhao Jun. Yun Yue finally understood why she was buried wrapped in a straw mat.

The logistics battalion was so tired that it couldn't prepare so many coffins, and the huge general's face twitched. The craftsmen's eyes were as red as rabbits, and the eyes that looked at Yun Yue were like knives. Yun Yue thought that they must be cursing themselves to die soon.

The corpses were piled up into a mountain waiting to be buried, and in the end, it was An Pingjun's special case. It is still buried with a straw mat, and only the rank of the sentry commander and above can enjoy the treatment of a coffin. With this order, the huge general immediately ran to thank him. When he saw Yun Yue, he raised his eyebrows lightly and walked over with a "hum" in his nose.

Yun Yue only asked why she wasn't cremated, and was covered by Lao Jiang.

"Phew!" Yun Yue spat several times in a row! This guy never washes his hands after killing people, and naturally he doesn't wash his hands after going to the toilet.

"Don't talk nonsense, Lord Lieutenant, if you are heard by the soldiers. Your reputation is over, and when you die, you will be buried in the earth. You're going to burn people now, and it's no wonder they don't hate you to death. I'm afraid that there are their brothers among those corpses, and it's no wonder that they don't fight with you if they dare to burn the corpses. ”

Lao Jiang was still looking left and right when he spoke, and his eyes were erratic, which completely interpreted the meaning of the word thief eyebrows.

Thousands of years of funeral customs are difficult to change, and burning Zhao Jun's body is easy to provoke the soldiers to mutiny. Yan Jun's corpse was fine, and the weather was getting hotter. The stench of corpses has already swept over the world, and the crows in the sky have fallen to the ground and pecked at the corpses, and none of the corpses' eyes have escaped their doom. A lone wolf bites through the stomach of a corpse, and a swarm of flies flies fly up, and the intestines are dragged out for a long time. There is also a green whirring who doesn't know what organ is, and Yun Yue vomited when he looked at it from afar.

"Lord Captain, I know you have a good heart. But our corpse capital can't be busy, and besides, the vanquished corpse is the rule on the battlefield. Whenever a battle is over, the soldiers on the losing side are like this. "The one who manages the people is the little officer who was beaten by Yun Yue.

Every time I see Yun Yue, it's not good, I was beaten last time. This time, he actually let himself clean up Yan Jun's corpse, it stinks, who wants to do this burial work.

"You don't fucking see more flies, and there will be a plague epidemic in a few days. When the time comes, we will still die! Yun Yue grabbed the little officer's neck and shouted.

There was no market for epidemiology in these years, and only their own soldiers could be buried during the Warring States period. And the defeated side is often violent corpse wilderness, and there are some bad guys who have the habit of building a human head in Beijing. It is to build the human head into the shape of a pyramid, and the higher the tiredness, the more it can explain one's great achievements.

"Captain! If the people don't do it, there is no way for the officials. "The little officer is really afraid of this captain, and he was detained last time he was beaten. General Pang went to General Lian but didn't solve the problem, and in the end he took twenty coffins and replaced himself. This kind of well-founded lieutenant really can't be provoked, and the junior officer has tears in his eyes. As long as Yun Yue persecuted again, he was ready to cry, make trouble, and hang himself. How to sprinkle and roll, how to come like a shrew.

"Old Jiang, give him a hundred gold points and give it to the people. Anyone who is willing to clean up Yan Jun's corpse can take it, and you don't want to dig a pit and bury it. As long as you set up the firewood and burn the body. There is naturally corpse oil in the corpse, so it is not too difficult. ”

"Yes, yes, yes! Since the captain is willing to pay for money, those stinky coolies are naturally not afraid of being buried. It's all for the sake of the army! This bastard said it beautifully, and immediately found two people and carried a hundred gold away.

Not to mention, the power of money is very powerful and effective. Money can make ghosts grind! In the morning, as soon as the money was carried away, thick smoke rose from the battlefield in the distance, and the billowing black smoke burned all day and night. There was no corpse stench in the barracks, and it was all fucking scorching.

What made Yun Yue most depressed was that with the breeze, there were still pieces of fly ash. Thinking that this might be the ashes of a dead man, Yun Yue immediately moved her kitchen to the top of the mountain.

The tower is still sitting in front of the tent, slowly roasting meat. Drink slowly, without any regard for the ashes fluttering in the sky. The depression of this thing is getting worse and worse.

Lao Jiang is very happy these days, and the newly invented gambling equipment is very popular with the officers and soldiers of the Zhao army. For a time, it was rare to see a complete bull head and sheep head in the barracks, and the noise was incessant all day long. Yun Yue even heard the shout of buying and leaving, this is too fucking fast!

"Buy and go! Buy and go! Lao Jiang shouted and shook the two pottery bowls that were clasped upside down in his hand and thought. This commodity is now sitting in the village every day, and the knife coins in front of him are piled high. It seems that the Quartet is being slaughtered, and several veteran soldiers who have drunk alcohol next to him are in charge of watching the scene. Zheng Bin, this kid is very dog-legged and became a cashier, and it seems that the math is very bad. Just now, I counted half of the copper coins for less, and the goods were so grinning that the boss only knew "hehe" and smirked. That expression is exactly the same as Zhao Benshan's Wu Lao Er.

More than a dozen fires burned for five days and five nights, and it was hard for Yun Yue to imagine how many corpses had been burned. It is estimated that the Nazis of that year were at this level, and the wolves and crows fled without their lives. Refusing to come here to forage for food again, these guys are not afraid of the smell of corpses as if they are afraid of scorching.

The people are digging pits, this is Yun Yue's new directive. The ashes were scraped everywhere, and some of them were even more horrific if they were not burned. The sun and the sky are all looking at the mad people, and even those veterans who are used to killing people don't dare to look at it. Not to mention at night, if you stumble inside, you can probably scare one or two.

"You kid just have a lot of things, and the next rain covers everything. It's still so troublesome! In the kitchen at the top of the mountain, An Pingjun sat on the horse. He now likes this kind of pure solid wood boutique Maza, and the thick linen cloth is very comfortable to sit under the buttocks. With this thing, who still plays with the etiquette of kneeling. That's fucking sinful, An Pingjun's horse boy is now carried with him. As long as you want to sit, Ma Tsai will immediately support you.

Yun Yue instructed Zheng Bin to cut shredded meat while looking at the horse boy. On the broad forehead, there was a shocking scar that opened to the corner of the eye. The earthworm-like scars twisted on the dark skin, making them even more hideous.

It's ugly, but it's beautiful. It seems that the Danfeng eyes of the legendary Guan Erye are like a wolf dog. His hands seemed to be constantly circling around his waist, and once a wild wolf burst out of nowhere. Before he reached within a zhang of An Pingjun, he was grabbed by the neck and didn't see any movement, and he twisted the wild wolf's legs and hung up.

An Pingjun was eating the wild pecans that Yun Yue picked up, and the wolfdog pinched the walnuts as hard as stones, and the hard shell shattered. An Pingjun picked walnuts to eat on the small table.

"Boy, make your food in peace. Don't have a bad idea, Qi Qi has followed the old man for many years. Not everyone can control it, so I still took the heart to make a bowl of noodles for the old man. The old man knew that the logistics camp sent you flour yesterday, and a bag of wheat grinding things actually cost the old man ten yuan. It's a money grab. ”

For the old army leader, there was no secret to him in the territory of Zhao State. As for what intellectual property rights and what patent protection, it's a fart to him. Belch...... Maybe it's not as good as a fart. Because you don't have that concept.

On boring days, Yun Yue couldn't even receive letters. I only received a pair of shoes made by Ulan for himself, and the stitches are called a fine. There were even blood stains in some places, which must have been left by piercing the hand. Every time she sees these shoes, Yun Yue's heart is warm. It feels really nice and good that someone cares!

In these fucking years, five percent of people are semi-literate. For the rest, then illiterate. Not to mention literacy, the scripts of the six countries are not unified. Many places still use ghost-like seal characters, even if they are written in Li. Yun Yue also sighed with admiration, because his mother's meaning was very different from that of later generations.

For the letter, Yun Yue relies on guessing and Meng. It was a fucking miracle to be able to understand exactly what the letter meant.

It's much easier to look at the letter from the big shopkeeper of Wusun, and the letter from this goods is drawing. A guy with a fierce face, looking very similar to what An Pingjun said. He held a piece of poop-like stuff in his hand, and he specially found something unknown to dye it yellow. I hope this product is not used for stool, otherwise Yun Yue will stuff this brocade scroll into Wusun Jichang's mouth when she goes back.

An Pingjun is still a good customer, and he paid in the end. Ten yuan is not a matter for him, and it is estimated that the interest will come and reward the next person with this number. King Zhao's uncle, such a local tyrant doesn't pit him.

Yun Yue wondered when she heard the name Qiqi, as if she was very familiar. When I saw the painting, I remembered that one of the four fierce beasts of ancient times was Qiqi. It looks like a tiger, is the size of a cow, has a pair of wings, likes to eat people, and will start eating from the head of a person.

This product must be a pseudonym, is there a poor surname among the hundred family names? In my previous life, I had seen people who had not 10,000 but 8,000, but I had never heard of a poor person with a surname. I've heard of a few people with the surname Fu, and I heard that they are all serious Eight Banner disciples. One of the eight major surnames of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, the Fucha style evolved.

For Yunyue's things, Linlin always brought two big carts. From scallion pancakes to steamed wine in Lizhuang, from food and clothing supplies to linen soaked in steamed wine. Even the seasoning was wrapped in a big bag, and there was a bucket of soy sauce that Yunyue hadn't brewed when she left.

Open it and smell it, although it is not as good as old soy sauce. But it's rare to have this thing in those years, and two drops of chicken cake are absolutely delicious. It's a pity that there are no sesame seeds, otherwise I would have made some small grinding sesame oil. can let the old military leader live in the Yun family immediately and not come out.

Two small pickles, a basket of steamed flower rolls. Add a bowl of thick millet porridge and you're ready to go. Oily noodles? Whoever eats that thing early in the morning is not afraid of oily stomach. For the elderly, eating something light is good for the stomach.

Qi Qi took out a shiny thing, huh! It's not simple, I know how to test drugs with silver needles this year. I'll give you a chemistry lesson.

Take out the hard-boiled stupid egg and smash it on the table. As soon as he stretched out his hand, Qi Qi handed over the silver needle. This product is called a poor and strange waste, and it should be called Di Ting. He's a roundworm in a human stomach. Before he could yawn, the pillow was delivered to the back of his head.

Peeling off the skin, Yun Yue took a silver needle and pricked it. The silver needle tip that was drawn out was black, and Qi Qi's face immediately turned green. He just watched An Pingjun eat a stupid egg, and his fingers trembled and just pointed at Yun Yue.

Yun Yue ate the egg in three or two bites. "Teach you to be good, the silver needle is not enough. If you want your family to be well, it's better to find someone to try the food. Jin Yu is good, I don't tell ordinary people about him. ”

"Okay, you're fussing him. Be careful of your head, do you know why his name is Qiqi? An Pingjun leisurely ate a small pickle and drank a mouthful of millet porridge. He nodded with satisfaction.

Yun Yue immediately felt a churning in her stomach, looking at Yun Yue's retching appearance. An Pingjun felt a lot happier in his heart, and said with a smile: "If you know, don't mess with him, know why the old man said that others can't control him." If you have nothing to do, you will kill people and eat meat, and you can't afford to raise such people. Not to mention that you still have six pink little sisters at home, if he goes to your house and loses one or two one day. That's not good. ”

……！ "Vomit ......!" Yun Yue had just run a few steps, and the rebellion she had just eaten vomited out. This guy called Qiqi actually really eats people.

Yun Yue decided to stay away from this old military leader in the future and raise a man-eating demon at home. It is simply unreasonable not to be struck by lightning, if one day God suddenly wants to split him, but accidentally splits it. Didn't you suffer from the pond fish!

Be sure to stay away from the old army heads, stay away! Aloof! Remember! Remember!