C314 Poems and distance

In fact, as a gourmet, Xiao Wen enjoyed the process of cooking.

To him, cooking was like writing, carving, or painting. It was an art.

When he smelled the fragrance that assaulted his senses, he couldn't help but sink into a sense of accomplishment.

As such, time flew by very quickly. In the blink of an eye, he had already prepared dinner for several hundred people.

With the help of the army of fire heads, the tallow pastries were placed into vats one by one. A huge pot of mutton was also stored in another barrel.

Just like that, the two buckets of delicious food were carried out by the soldiers.

But after leaving, Xiao Wen realized that the scene on the field was just too spectacular.

On the sports field, there were three hundred men crouching around, their muscular bodies giving off a philosophical vibe, which made Xiao Wen feel as if he had returned to that year's fear, which was dictated by the new sun and evening.

"Wake up! King Billy has been dead for almost a year! " Xiao Wen shouted in his heart.

Then, he braced himself and walked over to Guan Yu, asking him: "Didn't I ask you to take them running? Why are all of them like this? "

Hearing Xiao Wen's question, Guan Yu also felt helpless.

He said, "I went running with them. However, I've noticed that none of these guys can run very fast. It had only been two hours and he was already exhausted. Logically speaking, those brothers of mine in Chang'an aren't even as weak as them. "

Hearing this, Xiao Wen was immediately speechless.

He asked, "How many roads have you run in this hour?"

"Just seventy li!" Guan Yu picked up a tallow biscuit and ate it.

The entire marathon was 42.195 kilometers, and the world record was only a little more than two hours old.

During this 70 miles of road, not to mention ordinary soldiers, even if they were trained, their muscles and running posture would be completely adapted to this kind of long distance professional marathon runner. They would probably feel exhausted.

But when Guan Yu saw Xiao Wen staring at his hands, he stopped eating and said: "I saw how tired they are, so I let them take a bath by the river first. There was a river nearby that did not seem to lead to the open sea. As you said, this kind of river is usually brackish and undrinkable. However, the baths are not too bad. Coincidentally, their bodies are covered with lice, so washing the lice off would be good as well. "

Hearing that, Xiao Wen nodded his head, and did not linger on the scene with the philosophy in front of him.

He assigned the food to the soldiers and then took two pieces of bread and a bowl of mutton soup filled with a lot of lamb chop meat to eat …

He had no choice but to stay here and watch as the group of men carried the helmets with the mutton soup and ate the bread. It was truly a shocking sight to behold. If he continued to stay here, he wouldn't be able to eat.

But when he came out of the room where he was eating, he realized Cheng Huaimo's face was still filled with resentment, and had not eaten his fill.

Looking at those soldiers, they too were the same, burping and talking about their meager belongings. Tomorrow, if they were to go hunting, they would definitely hunt down all the nearby wild goats.

That was how the mutton should be eaten before it tasted good.

The mutton from before was completely spoiled, and the bread was also delicious. Why couldn't his wife make such a delicious cake and go back to beat her up?

The two women covered their faces as they carried a large basket over. Inside the basket were dandelions, ground bones, and other wild vegetables that had been cleaned.

These are good for digestion and detoxification and are high quality wild vegetables.

Xiao Wen took two stalks of stalks and stuffed them into his mouth. Eating too much meat in a single day would cause him stomach disease, and tea was normally the best tea, but occasionally, Xiao Wen wouldn't mind eating some grass.

Seeing Xiao Wen eating, Cheng Huaimo of course did as he was told, so everyone grabbed something to eat.

Since he didn't want to tell them the reason, he should just do it. What was there to ask?

They had ran a marathon with Guan Yu during the day, but it seemed that they had not exhausted all of their energy.

The oldest man wiped his aged beard and hummed a song. Xiao Wen listened for a long time before understanding the lyrics of the song.

This was the lyrics from the book of poems. However, the man's education level was not high either. He only repeated these two lines.

This is a famous verse in the Book of Songs, it is like a painting, a perfect expression of the feelings of an outsider. It was spring when he went out, and the willows and poplar trees fluttered in the breeze. It was already winter when he returned, rain and snow mixing together. Over the course of a year, everything he had experienced had become self-evident.

In fact, it represents a Shaohua easy to pass away, the good times are not often in the mood! Willow is not just about plants, but also about lovers who are not around. In the past, when I was on the battlefield, you were the only one who knew what it was like to be alone in the snow.

"Looks like they're all homesick!" Xiao Wen looked at the group of men, he kept silent amidst the singing, but the air was filled with a lingering sense of homesickness, thus he could not help but sigh.

"They have been in this garrison for three years. There are still two years before they can return. " Cheng Huaimo explained.

"At least there's hope."

After all, things like the border of the city weren't particularly cruel. The most cruel thing was still to directly go to the battlefield and fight. At that time, it wouldn't have been anything like that. Today, when I think about it, it will rain and snow.

At that time, he was just a poor man in a dream.

The veterans would not, as the lucky ones that crawled out from the pile of dead would never risk their lives to exchange for these illusions. Living to see their families was their greatest desire.

"So, world peace is the hardest, but the most beautiful wish. "Even though I am still unable to help you all realize this wish, at the very least, I can still achieve peace within China." Xiao Wen thought.

The song gradually died down, and the night of the end of spring was still somewhat cool. The song would eventually end, leaving behind only silence.

The moonlight had turned pale and shone on their faces like ghosts. If they did not adjust the atmosphere, there was a possibility that the camp would develop towards the Ghost Domain.

Xiao Wen cleared his throat and said to everyone: "Brothers, come sit over here. Everyone doesn't want to sleep anyways, since it's boring, I have a story here to tell everyone, do you want to hear it?"

Everyone listened to his story. It didn't matter if it sounded good or bad. They first paid compliments to him, but it was still new when the officer told the story to the soldier. These guys were already considered elites when they were in the army.

Although Xiao Wen was an envoy from a foreign country, he was also an honorable person. As a result, they knew that no matter what Xiao Wen said, they would have to maintain a respectful attitude.

In his mind, he quickly recalled the ancient texts in the super library. Ah, that's it, Tang Xuanzang!

Xiao Wen had originally thought that this guy had coincidentally died the year Wan'er was born. But it's only been two years. Maybe this guy is still alive and hasn't gone to India yet.

Since I was a kid, I couldn't afford to let Wu Chengen and Zhang Chengen overlook each other in Journey to the West. Now, I will find out who dares to sue me for plagiarizing Wu Chengen and Zhang Chengen's grandfather's grandfather.

"In the eastern part of the Qi Nation, there is another country. It is known as the Proud Countries, and there is a mountain in the middle of the mountain. It is called Flowerfruit Mountain …"

"Brother Xiao, where is the Qi Kingdom?" Cheng Huaimo asked.

Xiao Wen knocked on his head and said, "It's an ancient place beside the sixteen Yan Yun Province. This is the Kong Residence's territory, and also the Ming Kingdom's land. "

"Then where is Ming Kingdom?" A soldier couldn't help but ask.

It takes a long time to explain this to an illiterate person. But curiosity is always a good thing. Without it, society has no motivation.

The reason why Xiao Wen didn't really like the feudal age and always liked to cause trouble was that this evil society liked to destroy others in this regard.

Shang Yang thought that as long as the citizens only thought about farming and fighting, the nation would definitely become rich. However, such actions could only imprison the country in the feudal age.

Therefore, Xiao Wen also explained: "About one thousand five hundred kilometers to the northeast."

Hearing Xiao Wen's words, everyone sucked in a breath of cold air, because they knew that, due to the principle of being near the border of the city, although it had been a long time since these soldiers had returned home, their homes were not too far away from here.

To them, the range of their life's activities was only a hundred miles, or even ten miles.

Thousand Li? Unimaginable, unimaginable.