Mercenaries and Adventurers

Of course Zhao Ji didn't know what the people in the caravan were talking about, but he was not stupid and understood that everyone was talking about himself. After all, everyone looked at themselves frequently during the conversation.

But he couldn't understand what the drivers of the caravan were saying, and he couldn't understand the language, so there was nothing he could do.

Hey, this is how hard a clever woman can cook without rice.

When everyone looked at him, he could only wave his hand and show an awkward yet polite smile. Anyway, he couldn't understand what others said, and others couldn't understand what he said.

At times like this, smiling is all it takes.

"Dangdang." The young driver tapped the edge of the soup pot with a wooden spoon, and the soup in the pot was ready. Jamura took the lead, and the riders served a full bowl one by one. Zhao Ji was already starving. Seeing other people serving soup, he also moved over with bowls in both hands.

The young driver took the wooden bowl and served a full bowl of soup to Zhao Jisheng. The soup was still quite thick, with chunks of rabbit meat, wild vegetables, radishes, and bits of rye bread crumbs that hadn't melted into the soup floating in it. Because the rabbit is quite fat, the soup also smells of fat.

Zhao Ji took the wooden bowl and quickly took a small mouthful. Regardless of the heat, let the soup flow down the esophagus into the stomach.

"Ah, hey, it can be regarded as alive."

Zhao Ji blew on the soup, took another two sips, and felt that something was missing, which was inconvenient. Look at the other caravan drivers, talking loudly and eating soup with wooden spoons.

There was no spoon.

The driver who cooks didn't bring him either.

Zhao Ji looked at the driver who was cooking. The young man was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and a black soup pot was placed in front of him, and he was scooping up the soup at the bottom of the pot with a wooden spoon.

Zhao Ji rubbed his nose. It turned out that he used someone else's bowl and added a mouth for eating. As a result, the young driver could only hold the pot to eat, and he ate less than others.

Just as Zhao Ji wanted to say something, he realized that everyone couldn't understand what he said, and the hunger in his stomach urged him to eat quickly, don't try to force him.

Everyone ate very carefully, without missing a bit of soup or bread crumbs, and the wooden bowls were scraped with spoons. Zhao Ji also didn't care about the etiquette of eating. He bulged his mouth and blew the soup while swallowing in small mouthfuls along the side of the bowl. The wild vegetables and radishes in the soup are chewed and swallowed, and the meat is carefully handled to prevent the bones from getting stuck in the throat.

"Uh~, heh~. Although there is no salt or seasoning, and the soup is a little sweeter because of the addition of bread and radish, maybe the wild vegetables are also sweet, right? But this meal is really delicious. That's it. The taste of the food here is weird." Zhao Ji whispered to himself.

"Your soup is a bit sweet today." Jamura said to the young driver, smacking a leg bone.

"I've run out of salt, Boss. Before I came out to collect goods this time, I went to the Chamber of Commerce's Uncle Cook to ask for salt. He said that the kitchen was almost out of salt, and the cheap salt hadn't arrived yet, so he gave me some salt." The young driver replied.

"It's no wonder that the old Foxtail didn't eat at the chamber of commerce a few days ago, but went home to eat. It's a good thing he can bear his wife's cooking. Is that for people to eat?" said the middle-aged driver who was the same age as Jamura arrive.

"I can't eat it, I can't eat it." Jamura shook his head and said.

"I can't eat the meal at President Foxtail's house either." Tom with a big beard said. "That's too much." He added.

"The key point is that the taste is different every time, and they are all unpalatable." Jinman said with an ugly face.

"How many times have you eaten something so unpalatable?" "My lord!" "Uh, can we not discuss this, I feel a little sick." Everyone said to Jinman.

The farmers from Wumihu Village looked over curiously, obviously not understanding how it would be so painful to eat a meal.

So that's the end of the conversation about food.

Everyone took out their bedding when they went to bed at night.

The simple point of the farmers is the linen quilt wrapped with plant wadding. The driver's quilts are Yishui dog fur quilts, the dog fur is of the same color, and the quilts are meticulously stitched, which seems to be a uniform product of the caravan.

This made the farmers envious along the way.

Jamura's quilt was made from the skin of a giant wolf. The main body of the giant wolf is probably nearly 4 meters long, and this does not include the two-meter-long tail.

This thing shocked Zhao Ji quite a bit. He watched Jamura laying his head on the wolf's head, wrapping himself in the wolf's skin with the wolf's tail wrapped around his neck, and fell asleep just like that.

Zhao Ji had no quilt to cover, so the caravan people arranged him next to the campfire to keep him warm at night.

In fact, Zhao Ji thinks it's quite hot.

Everyone else fell asleep, and a farmer and a driver who were on duty at the night watch climbed into the donkey cart to watch the night. They wrapped their quilts around themselves, the farmer put on his straw hat, and the driver buttoned up his cloak.

The camp became quiet, and Zhao Ji could vaguely hear the rumble coming from the distance of the camp, as if it was a car driving or a herd of horses marching. In the previous life, Zhao Ji went to the bank of the Yellow River during his travels. The feeling at that time was very similar to that of the present. The sound of nocturnal birds flapping their wings and singing came from afar.

Zhao Ji lay on the ground, looking up at the night sky in another world. Three moons hung in the sky, each moon was big but not bright. Those strange celestial bodies seen during the day are still hanging in the sky, but the positions seem to be different from those during the day, but I can't tell the difference.

Zhao Ji fell asleep in a daze.