Those years when I cooked big pot rice in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 34 I have no choice but to fight
"I have already told my parents before going out, they think my decision is right, they are already going to convince other people. Moreover, we are still on balance."

An Nanhuai said: "Zhiping is the son of Uncle Anfeng. Now that Uncle is unconscious, Zhiping will take over the post of village chief on his behalf. The token in his hand can call on all the people in Xiaxi to obey his orders and serve him. And Today, Zhiping is also on our side.”

Jing Zhao was speechless for a moment.

How can he have so many people who believe in him, regard him as a god, are willing to follow him, go through life and death, and are willing to go through fire and water for him.The Aning, Qing, and Shandan clans, and now there are villagers from a village in Xiaxi.

Before going out, Aning asked him: Do you regret it?His answer at the time was no regrets.Now the mission on his shoulders has become heavy, and there are more people who need his protection.

He has no way out, and for the sake of everyone's belief, he should fight to the end!He, Gu Jingzhao, will never regret the choice he made!

Jing Zhao concentrated, and he spoke seriously:
"I guess the patriarch and the great witch can't wait too long, they will attack after dark. I have no choice but to fight now.

After you go back, you can tell everyone that once you betray the great witch, you will be an enemy of the great witch for the rest of your life. I don't need to say how much the price is, as you all understand it in your heart.

If you have made up your mind and decided to follow me instead, then come.If I didn't come in the end, I wouldn't blame you either.Everyone desires a peaceful and stable life more than war.

You don't have to answer me in a hurry, this matter is very big and heavy, you tell the villagers what I said, let them consider and decide. "

An Nanhuaizai carefully kept Jing Zhao's words in his heart, and he nodded in agreement.

Jing Zhao was about to open the door to see him out.

An Nanhuai immediately stopped him: "Don't! Mr. Gu, your door was guarded. When I came, I saw several people guarding it."

Jing Zhao thought for a moment, presumably they should have reported the news that they had brought the "wounded" back to Shangshiji to the patriarch and the priest, and now the two who received the news should be thinking about how to destroy his Shangshiji.

Jing Zhao secretly smiled, let them taste his chili water then!

He asked An Nanhuai: "Then I'll send you a wall, and you climb back?"

"En." An Nanhuai smiled lightly, with two dimples showing at the corners of his mouth, "This big poplar tree has well-developed branches, leading to the courtyard wall facing the aunt's house in the east, and if I climb down from that side, no one will notice of."

Jing Zhao laughed and pinched his little face: "Little clever ghost."

After Jing Zhao sent An Nanhuai out, he went back to the yard and began to think seriously.

According to what An Nanhuai said, if the big witch and the patriarch brought out hundreds of village soldiers to fight him, it would not be a war, but a unilateral massacre.

The meager manpower he can mobilize now is vulnerable, and he must think of a way!

Just as Jing Zhao was thinking, when the kitchen door opened, a group of middle-aged men rushed out, coughing, snot and tears streaming down their faces, looking miserable and funny.

Jing Zhao laughed unkindly.

"Well...coughcoughcough...gong, this red soup, coughcoughcoughcough, it's all ready, coughcough." Wiping his tears, the man said while pointing to the two big bamboo baskets on the ground.

Jing Zhao patted him on the shoulder, "Thank you for your hard work. Wash it up."

He asked everyone to wash their hands with well water, and wiped their faces again, and the choking feeling finally dissipated for a minute or two.

"Grandpa, what the hell is this? It made my brothers snot and tears all over their bodies."

Jing Zhao raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Secret weapon."

"Thank you, come into the kitchen again and help me take out the white cloth bag on the table."

After finishing speaking this time, everyone is stepping back.

The deadly smell made several people cough up their lungs just now.No one wants to experience it again.

Everyone gave way for a long time, and finally selected one person by guessing fists. When he entered the door, he seemed to be about to sacrifice himself without fear.

For a moment, the piercing cough and sneeze came again.

This time, everyone laughed unkindly.

After he brought out all the things, Jing Zhao mixed the white pepper powder and put it on the stone mill, and brought over a jar of chili water.

Jing Zhao patted the white cloth bag: "This thing...Who of you come over and open it?"

"No, no, no." Everyone shook their heads in unison.

"Engong, just say it directly, we brothers will really be unbearable if we are smoked by this red soup again."

Jing Zhao smiled, "Okay, then I'll just say it straight."

"This thing is Hu..." Jing Zhao paused again. The pepper was brought back by Zhang Qian when he was on an envoy to the Western Regions. Now that he said the name, he had traveled through time again!
"Cough." Jing Zhao concealed his embarrassment, "I prepared this product carefully. People who smell it will sneeze, cry, and be unable to open their eyes."

"Isn't this as powerful as red soup?"

Jing Zhao nodded, "I will divide these into five people's portions."

He ordered five people to come out, "When the time comes, five of you, cover your noses and close your mouths so that you won't be disturbed by this thing. You each guard a corner, and when someone enters the store, use a fan to blow up the powder, and you will be fascinated." When they were all in tears."

Jing Zhao pointed to the pepper water again: "I don't need to say that you have all felt the power of this thing."

Everyone nodded in unison.

He ordered eight more people to come out, "The eight of you will pour this red soup on the enemy, remember to pour it on their faces."

This high-alkaline chili water, combined with a few spoonfuls of salt he added, will make people die when they smell it. If it touches the skin, redness and swelling will be inevitable!

Jing Zhao said to the remaining seven people: "You cut these arrows into sharp ends, and when the enemy is blinded again, called out by spicy, and in chaos, you use these arrows to shoot at them fiercely."

"Ben Gong, but we don't have a bow."

Jing Zhao patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, there will be."

After everyone started sharpening arrows with chopsticks, Jing Zhao went to the system to exchange some beef tendons. He soaked the beef tendons with oil, pulled them repeatedly to make them elastic, and then took two bamboo sticks to bend them into the shape of a bow. Drill holes, tie the tendons tightly, and a simple bow is ready.

After Jing Zhao was done, he tried an arrow. Beef tendon was very tough, and it took a lot of strength to draw the bow, but the moment he let go, the arrow made of chopsticks shot out at the same speed.

- Bang!

With a loud sound, it shot into the beams and columns, and the beams on the roof shook accordingly.

Jing Zhao quickly ran over to see that the chopsticks had been inserted at least three inches!

"Wow!" Everyone exclaimed.

With such power, it can almost catch up with the crossbow arrows on the battlefield.

Jing Zhao was also very satisfied when he saw this, and he asked everyone to speed up and sharpen all the more than 100 chopsticks.Thanks to him opening a restaurant, there is nothing else, but chopsticks are enough.

Even if Aning fails to arrive in time, these bows and arrows are enough for them to deal with for a while.

(End of this chapter)