Chapter 9

In the courtyard of the shelter, a few guys had already built the stove, dug a hole, used bricks, and even a smoke outlet. We haven't had such a formal arrangement in a long time. We have set up a pot brought by someone, burnt firewood from Bean. Shepigu and someone else who have taken too much advantage of such cheap things are a little embarrassed. They brought free water and burned a free fire.

Kang Ya takes out a small packet of salt and pours it into the pot. Vet Hao takes out a medicine bottle filled with oil, and after pouring it out, he rinses it in the pot. Then we add someone's condiments, and Yaoma's scattered vegetable leaves.

Kang Ya can't help but protest, "Yaoma, is the cabbage from your hometown splitting up?"

Yaoma pleads, "Intact ones will come soon."

Alright, even if it's such a split cabbage, we'll eat it. And then put in my rice noodles. We stare into the pot and look at the door, breathing in the smell of the pot and wanting to keep a sense of smell. We don't speak up and treat the meal in front of us with a caution like digging a mine.

Our protagonist, Yi, finally enters the courtyard, holding his belly as if he were pregnant. It is rare that he is not so serious today. When he approaches us, he tightens his face, but a blind man can smell the scent of raw pork.

Kang Ya pounces on him, and Yi tries hard to tighten his smile. We take out the ghost baby he is carrying under his clothes, a whole strip of streaky pork weighing two or three kilos — he is still very generous when proving himself. Yi stiffens his face and plans to have an extra long speech. "This meat, weighing three pounds, two taels and six mgs, is not easy to come by. In the name of resisting foreign aggression and victory, I ordered the meat seller to give a discount, but…"

But or not, who cares? Meat is ready in hand. Kang Ya is shouting, "Anyone gotta a knife?"

Shepigu pulls out his kitchen knife from behind his waist and indisputably cooks it. He is already surrounded by us when he starts chopping meat on Yi's wooden board. Yi also pauses because no one really listens to him.

Vet Hao advises, "Don't cut it too big, big ones are hard to cook. Don't cut it too small, small ones are easy to melt."

The old man sucks his nose, even though the meat has not been cooked yet. We suck our noses.

Yaoma asks: "Every piece should be in same size."

Shepigu complains, "Which one of you dripped slaver on my head?"

Bean wipes his mouth and apologizes, "It smells great."

Yaoma bullies him and says, "When the pork cooked, it will be more fragrant. You can jump in the pot, and we will have a good chunk of pork to eat."

Bean says in agreement, "It's really great."

Kang Ya suddenly realizes that it is necessary to flatter the person who provides us with pork. "Yi is really great!" An insincere smile could even make Yi's stunned expression appear a stiff smile. I enthusiastically support it, because it's also free of money. "It should be said that Officer Yi is really great!" Vet Hao uses all the energy and enthusiasm an old man can muster, "Chief Yi is really great!"

Yi chuckles in a sharp and grating voice. He is already stretched to the point where he pushes me and holds me. His disgusting characteristic is now disappearing, but he is more like a child who has been locked away for too long and longs to get close to others than a Major he wants to play. He is almost hugging me, "You are the bad one!"

The disaster is severe, and my legs can't withstand his mischievous behavior. I am pushed onto the back of Shepigu, and Shepigu screams and jumps up. He almost cuts off half of his finger, and he curses loudly in Cantonese, "Dead on the street! Piece of shit! Ha family dead! Eat shit! Asshole!

Who cares what he curses? Anyway, we can't understand. We laugh heartily, and Shepigu quickly stops cursing and sucks his finger in his mouth to avoid losing more blood. That's nutrition.

"I'm in! I'm in!"

There is a figure inserts into us. With two cabbages falling to the ground, they are really complete cabbages, not the leftovers picked up by Yaoma from the food market or beside the well. That guy is our revolutionist.

As far as the radiance on Bula's face is concerned, we can't see his difficulties today. "Here's the cabbage! I pawned my clothes!"

We are dumbfounded as we look at the guy in front of us. Bula is now naked, which is the result of his two days of revolution. But he is so comfortable that he puts his palm under his armpit and makes a loud fart like sound, and then says, "Pawn shop refused at first, so I slept on the counter, farted loudly, and said 'pawn a living man'!"

Yaoma kicks Bula's butt and kicks him away. We don't need a knife for things like cabbage. Yaoma tears the cabbage directly into the pot with his hands, and Shepigu is so anxious that he uses his kitchen knife to gesture: "It will taste bad!"

Yaoma insists: "No! We people from Sichuan and Hunan don't like the smell of rust."

Bula starts to vacate the space, loosening the already tightly packed waistband. Hunan man Bula, Yaoma's fellow sufferer. Two days ago, he left us in the spirit of "Great Chu will prosper, Chen Sheng will be crowned", but Chanda is not Da Ze town. ※ Two days later, he returned to us with two cabbages and two rows of ribs because of hunger. Bula is afraid of officials. He had seen military officers beating local officials, so he became a soldier. He is like a dog threatening people on the strength of its master's power. He is no longer afraid of local officials now, and he is even more afraid of military officers.

All the members of the foraging team are here. We finally have all the necessary materials to cook, and all of this is undoubtedly joyful.

※: "Great Chu will prosper, Chen Sheng will be crowned" was the slogan of a famous peasant uprising in Chinese history, which took place more than 2,000 years ago during the Qin Dynasty in Da Ze town. The leader of the rebels was Chen Sheng, who later proclaimed himself king and took the title of Great Chu as his dynasty name."