Flourishing of the Ming Dynasty Novel - Chapter 9

Chapter 9 Dao Of Foundation (1)
When night fell on the grasslands, the Rahab tribe quickly lit a blazing campfire in an area. The sparks of flames intertwined with the stars in the sky, giving him a rather different aesthetic feeling.

Because this time, Hezha brought people to invade the Ming Kingdom and plundered a lot of wealth and population. This was indeed a good thing to celebrate. It was because the Meng people of the Yeju Clan had walked out of their tents and celebrated this rare harvest with everyone.

Horse milk wine, roasted golden beef and mutton, just looking at it made people drool, not to mention the alluring fragrance they emitted, it made everyone want to eat it.

After the Patriarch He Huer said a few words, Everyone couldn’t hold back any longer. They reached out their hands to the delicious food and wine. The scene became even more lively. Occasionally, men and women who were drinking would come out of the crowd. They waved their hands and danced around the campfire. Then, the song slowly rang out.

As the only person who wasn’t Rahab Clan but could attend tonight’s banquet, Lu Zhen looked at this song and dance with rich national characteristics, rich in primitive ecology and rough charm, and unconsciously nodded his head repeatedly with great interest. He even started to beat the beat gently with the rhythm. Unlike the dance songs that were deliberately arranged to attract tourists in later generations, the dance in front of them was more lively and intoxicating.

At this time, a rough wine bowl suddenly reached in front of Lu Zhen and said, “God Representative, let me offer you a bowl.” It was Hezha who walked over with the wine.

Knowing the habit of toasting, Lu Zhen picked up the horse milk wine that he hadn’t even drank before and smiled at the other party, “Thank you.” As he spoke, he took a deep sip.

Unexpectedly, when he took this mouthful, he felt that his mouth was filled with a sour stench, and it was simply difficult to swallow, so he almost spat it out. Even though Lu Zhen was mentally prepared, he had tasted the Mongolian horse milk wine before. He knew that this thing was not to his taste, but he did not expect that this wine would be so unpleasant to drink. This was not wine, it was obviously sour washing water.

But in the end, Lu Zhen still drank a bowl of wine with a bitter face. He didn’t dare to offend Hesha, who he relied on the most, because of the drinking.

Seeing that he was so happy, Hezha was very satisfied and wanted to pour another bowl for the two of them to drink. When Lu Zhen saw this, he hurriedly blocked it and said, “Hezha, I think that Mu Dai doesn’t seem to have a good relationship with you. He was deliberately making things difficult for you today.”

When he suddenly mentioned this matter, Hezha, who was originally in high spirits, frowned and placed the wine on the ground. “The God Representative is indeed knowledgeable. He can tell the problem at a glance. That’s right, Mu Dai and I never deal with each other.”

“Why is this?” Seeing that the topic had changed, Lu Zhen was delighted and hurriedly asked. Since he could learn more about them and didn’t need to drink, he naturally had to ask more questions.

Perhaps it was because of this that Hezha was so upset that he wanted to talk about it, ‘”Because my dead father had always been in conflict with him, and as my prestige in the Rahab tribe increased, he became more and more worried that I would replace his current position as one of the three elders, so he made things difficult for me everywhere,” Lu Zhen, an outsider, said.

“What are these three elders referring to?” Lu Zhen asked curiously.

“The third elder is one of our Rahab Tribe’s words. He is only second to the patriarch in the tribe. Only those who have contributed enough and have high prestige can be called the three elders. So my father is the three elders” He Zha took a sip of the wine bowl dejectedly, but did not intend to propose a toast.

Seeing this, Lu Zhen did not say anything. At the same time, he had already come to a conclusion that these three elders should be considered nobles in the tribe of Rahab, and they also had quite a bit of power. The root of the conflict between Hesha and Mu Jia was that this position could be replaced by someone else.

After thinking about this, Lu Zhen said seemingly unintentionally, “You have made a great contribution to the Rahab Tribe this time. Why aren’t you qualified to become the Three Elders?”

“Hmph, it’s not that Mu Dai and the other two are opposed to it. Moreover, He Huer also feels that just this one contribution is not enough to convince the crowd. I must continue to make greater contributions to our Rahab Clan.” Hezha explained unhappily. Evidently, after sending Lu Zhen out, the important people in their ministries continued to discuss some matters.

“So you still want to bring people to Ming Kingdom to plunder?” Lu Zhen probed.

He Zha shook his head helplessly, “I’m afraid this is impossible. The Ming Kingdom was caught unprepared by me this time. If I go again, I’m afraid that it will be greatly damaged.”

Hearing this, Lu Zhen felt delighted in his heart. He really didn’t want to see his fellow Han people being slaughtered and humiliated again. However, a look of pity appeared on his face. “In that case, it would be difficult for you to become the Three Elders again?”

Hezha snorted and did not reply. It was because Mu Dai understood this that he would use it to obstruct him, but he had no choice but to use it against him, so let alone the grievances in his heart.

As the two of them were talking, a burst of cheers suddenly came from the surroundings. Lu Zhen looked up curiously, only to discover that his dry rations and food were being distributed. Although this little bit of food fell into everyone’s hands, after tasting it, everyone revealed an incredulous expression.

Indeed, for these people on the grassland, this kind of delicious and sweet food was something that they would never have imagined in their dreams. Even He Huer and the others were silent for a long time after tasting these things. They believed in Lu Zhen’s identity a little more. Only a heavenly deity could create such delicious food.

Lu Zhen was surprised to see that they had actually split up the food for the entire clan to share. This was completely different from his previous judgement. He had originally thought that He Huer and the others would keep it for themselves to eat slowly. From this point of view, this semi-primitive class structure on the grasslands could be considered a manifestation of communism.

When the big pot of instant noodles cooked according to Lu Zhen’s instructions lifted the lid, the alluring fragrance stirred everyone’s nerves. Everyone moved their index fingers for it, and at the same time, they stared fixedly at the small pot with their eyes.

There were only three packets of instant noodles left in Lu Zhen’s bag, and now he was cooked in a pot with the seasoning. Although the smell was diluted by a large amount of water, it was enough to attract these Meng people. They had never smelled such fragrant food before.

As He Huer started to scoop out some soup noodles and put them into her bowl, the Meng people pressed their tents and went forward to fetch the noodles. Although the amount of noodles was too small, they could only get a little noodle soup per tent, but after tasting the taste, everyone was immersed in the sweet and delicious taste, unable to extricate themselves for a long time.

On the other hand, Hezha did not follow them to eat noodles, because he had already enjoyed it once on the way. At this moment, he only wanted to leave this opportunity to the other clansmen.

As for Lu Zhen, he was already accustomed to these monstrous reactions. He knew very well that for these people who were now considered luxury goods, the food of the later generations was naturally more delicious than they had imagined.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhen casually took a piece of roasted lamb, cut it with the knife at hand and put it in his mouth. But then, he spat out the meat with a bah, because the smell on the mutton was too strong, and it was faint, without any taste. Lu Zhen, who was accustomed to applying cumin, salt and chili powder to barbecue meat, could not accept these faint foods.

Without much hesitation, Lu Zhen took out the small jar of refined salt that he had with him, poured some of it on the meat, and then put it into his mouth to chew slowly, so that the meat could be eaten slightly.

“Right, what is this?” Hezha couldn’t help but ask when he saw him sprinkle something on his flesh.

“Salt, how else could such meager meat be eaten?” Lu Zhen casually said and poured some salt on the other party’s meat.

Hezha’s eyes went straight, “You … actually poured salt on the meat like this …” This was too wasteful, but he didn’t say the last word. After all, the other party was a God’s Envoy.

Lu Zhen finally remembered what he had known before. Indeed, for the people on the grassland, using salt like this was too extravagant and wasteful. He didn’t know how to explain it for a moment.

After tasting the mutton with the refined salt, Hezha was even more spirited. He praised endlessly, “It was a good thing that the Divine Envoy brought from heaven. This salt has no bitterness at all. I really can’t believe it.”

Lu Zhen bitterly smiled and looked at the half pot of salt in his hand. “Unfortunately, there isn’t much left. I’m afraid I won’t be able to eat it for a few days.” At this point, he suddenly asked curiously, “By the way, don’t people in your tribe need salt? Can they swallow this meat all the time?”

He Zha gently shook his head, “The meat is too light and tasteless, so we have other ways.” As he spoke, he took out a stone from his bosom and handed it to Lu Zhen, “This is it.”

“What … is the use of this?” Lu Zhen took it over in confusion and examined it carefully. It seemed to be a piece of ore, but with his liberal arts students’ eyesight, he could not tell what kind of ore it was.

“You’ll know with a lick.” Hezha reminded.

Lu Zhen hesitated for a moment, but he still stuck out his tongue and lightly tapped on the stone. He only felt a bitter smell coming from it, and then a faint salty smell came from it. After spitting twice, he understood that the stone was a substitute for the Rahab people in seasoning and ingesting salt.

Wait a moment. Suddenly, Lu Zhen’s heart stirred and an idea came into his mind-this might be a good opportunity for him to establish his identity as a Divine Envoy in the hearts of everyone in Rahab Clan and establish his footing!

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