Datang: My father is the head bodyguard

The Tianwei Army, including tens of thousands of logistics mechanized troops, continued to advance toward the west. Yuchi Jingde was sitting in the passenger seat of the car, leaning out of the car window and looking around with a telescope.

"Why do we get poorer and poorer as we go west?"

There was no urbanized place anywhere Yuchi Jingde looked, and even small villages were rare.

At noon, when Yuchi Jingde was about to order a halt to the march and bury pots for cooking, he saw a shabby village.

"Wang Yan, go and call that Prince William. Let's go to the village in front and let the Huotou camp cook. We will camp here today."

Prince William wore the old-fashioned summer uniform of the Tianwei Army and was brought to Yuchi Jingde with excitement: "Report! Private William has seen the general!"

Yuchi Jingde was dumbfounded: "Young man, you are quite successful in Tang Dynasty now. Who approved your application to join the army?"

Prince William scratched his head: "What?"

Yuchi Jingde looked at Wang Yan, and Wang Yan also shrugged: "I know those two sentences, and I heard that he is still learning other things. No one approved his application for joining the army. How could he join the army because he is not from the Tang Dynasty. His clothes are in tatters. Damn it, someone got him a worn-out old training shirt."

After hearing this, Yuchi Jingde didn't bother to care and walked directly towards the direction of the village. Prince William and Wang Yan quickly followed.

There were already four or five people who looked very similar to William standing outside the village. When they saw the three Yuchi Jingde coming forward, some of them looked very wary.

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Yuchi Jingde picked his ears, pointed to the people at the entrance of the village, and looked at Prince William: "What are they talking about? Do you understand?"

Prince William: "They asked you, no, what are we human beings?"

Yuchi Jingde's mind was about to burn: "I can understand every word you say, but when they are put together, it's like a fucking heavenly book."

Wang Yan thought for a while: "They should ask who we are."

Prince William nodded: "hit!"

Yuchi Jingde sighed: "Tell them that we are from the East and want to talk to their emperor and ask them if they know how to get there."

Prince William's brain was obviously about to burn out. Seeing Wang Yan's hopeful gaze, Wang Yan thought for a moment: "General, how about I go back and bring the judge?"

Yuchi Jingde slapped his forehead: "It's too late. I didn't tell you earlier. Let's go!"

The judge arrived soon, and it had to be said that his professional ability was of no concern. The first words he said after arriving made the villagers fall into deep confusion.

"you are?"

The judge's expression remained unchanged: "People from the Tang Dynasty come from the east."

"Then...why do you speak our language?"

The judge shrugged his shoulders: "Study, think. By the way, let me introduce to you, this one is our general."

The expressions of several villagers changed upon hearing this, and their natural fear of superiors made their voices tremble: "General...General? Are you here...?"

The judge nodded: "An army invaded our territory and was annihilated by us. This time we came to the west to communicate with your emperor."

This is the rhetoric that passed Qi early in the morning. According to Yuchi Jingde, if you dare to fight back if you don't surrender, then you must be super doubled if you dare to fight back.

Several villagers showed no ill intentions, so they left two people with them, and the rest went back to the village to report. An old man on crutches was helped to the entrance of the village and chatted with the judge.

"I can be said to be the mayor of this village. Ahem... It's almost noon. Let's go into the village and have something to eat."

After translating, the judge asked Yuchi Jingde what he thought. Yuchi Jingde didn't care: "Let's go and try the difference in their food here."

Soon, the women brought pots of prepared food to the table. Yuchi Jingde was confused when he saw the sticky stuff in the clay pot: "What is it?"

The village chief picked up a piece of black stuff on the table, scooped some of the paste from the pot with a wooden spoon and put it on the bread. He was about to hand it to Yuchi Jingde, but thought it was not good, so he just stuffed it into his mouth. He also raised his hand to signal Yuchi Jingde to try it.

Yuchi Jingde understood it, picked up the black thing and put it in front of his eyes and looked at it: "I understand, this thing is a steamed bun, dip it in the steamed bun and eat it, I will try this steamed bun first."

After one mouthful, Yuchi Jingde chewed it twice and felt like vomiting, but he held it back. How about chewing it again? I couldn't bear it any longer and vomited it out.

"What the hell, are you taking the fucking medicine?"

Rye bread made from pure rye flour has a slightly sour smell produced by fermentation. After chewing, it releases a bitter taste similar to traditional Chinese medicine. The mixture of the two irritated Yuchi Jingde's mouth and nasal cavity.

Wang Yan is worthy of being a player who often brushes Yuchi Jingde's riding boots. He chewed and tasted it: "Hmm~ The sourness is a little lacking, but the staying power is very overbearing. The chewing texture is very firm, but it is like the naan from the Anxi Protectorate. , there is a wheat flavor even when you chew it carefully.”

Yuchi Jingde was still about to have an attack. Seeing that Prince William's food was quite delicious, it seemed that the village was not deliberately trying to trick itself. Why don't you try the stewed sauce? Maybe it would taste better if you eat it together?

Yuchi Jingde picked up another piece of rye bread and poured a spoonful of sauce on it. He found that there was something like stewed beans inside. Yuchi Jingde was relieved. How could beans be so unpalatable?

Yuchi Jingde stuffed the bread mixed with the stewed beans into his mouth in one bite. The slightly sour smell of fermentation, the sharp and bitter taste of Chinese medicine, mixed with the salty and astringent stewed beans, directly ignited Yuchi Jingde's mouth.

After forcing himself to swallow it, Yuchi Jingde quietly wiped away the tears in his eyes due to nausea from the beating, and saw from the corner of his eye that the judge was eating with gusto.

"Hey, why do you think your food tastes so good? Why is the food I eat so damn bitter, astringent, and sour?"

The judge shook the compressed biscuit in his hand: "General, if you think about the fact that after the prisoners came to our army, they ate the meal one by one, just like their dead parents, you should know that what they used to eat was what."

Yuchi Jingde reached out to ask for it. The judge rummaged through his satchel and took out two packages. Just as he was about to hand them over, he saw the old village chief staring at the two of them.

Yuchi Jingde looked at the old man and then at the judge: "Think about it, give him a packet, I can eat a packet and go back to the camp and have a bowl of braised noodles."

When the judge heard about the noodles, he wanted to get up and leave. Prince William reacted even more and stood up directly.

Yuchi Jingde coughed twice: "They are inviting us to dinner no matter what. Seeing that they are also poor, we can't be so rude and sit down!"

Yuchi Jingde tore open the package of compressed biscuits and stuffed it into his mouth and took a bite. Yes, the green onion smell was very strong: "The new batch? Is it so fragrant?"

The old man followed Yuchi Jingde's example, and the judge looked at the packaging bag in his hand: "No, it's still the earliest batch. I haven't finished it yet."