Chapter 9 This is too delicious "Spiritual rice?" "Qi and blood soup?" After Zhang Xianzhong finished speaking, Li Dingguo was a little surprised. I had heard of these things before, but had never seen them. This kind of necessities for martial artists to practice are so precious that ordinary people cannot afford them. Generally speaking, officials, gentry, wealthy families, and royal families basically produce and sell this kind of precious resources themselves, and rarely put them up for sale or trade. These are real treasures, and they can only be found in special shops in prefectural capitals, county towns, important towns, or the northern and southern capitals. There were no such shops in most towns in the Ming Dynasty. Moreover, I heard that it is also possible to trade with rare treasures, magical herbs and roots, and monster meat. Demon beasts are different from ordinary wild beasts. They are creatures that have developed intelligence and embarked on the path of cultivation, just like human warriors.
Monster meat has a great effect on the training of human warriors. The value of monster meat of various levels is basically the same as that of spiritual rice of various levels. The fact that Zhang Xianzhong is willing to use such precious resources to train these orphans is enough to prove his determination to train some useful people at all costs. That is to say, he has captured a county town, robbed several wealthy people, and obtained a lot of various cultivation resources, which is why he is so wealthy. But it is estimated that except for his trusted subordinates and the 300 soldiers of the old camp who have just been formed, the rest of the rebel army will basically have no chance of enjoying these precious resources. Li Dingguo and his group of about 180 orphan boys who had just passed the preliminary selection had just been dismissed for a while when a dozen cooks drove nearly ten large horse-drawn carriages into the courtyard. Obviously, this was the spiritual food promised by Zhang Xianzhong. After three days of preliminary training, these orphan boys had become somewhat disciplined and, under the command of a dozen soldiers, began to line up for meals as usual. "Wow! Isn't this so fragrant?" "Isn't it! This magical rice is more delicious than any food I've ever eaten before!" "I never thought that one day I would be able to eat such precious spiritual rice!" "Don't forget, there is also a bowl of Qi and Blood Soup! Look, those large jars nearby should be filled with Qi and Blood Soup!" "This... If I become a warrior and a righteous soldier in the future, won't I be able to eat it often?"... Amid the excited whispers of these young men, everyone soon got their own portion of spiritual rice and qi and blood soup. Li Dingguo took the portion he had just received and walked quickly to a slightly secluded place as usual. He squatted on the ground and began to look at the legendary spiritual rice and qi and blood soup. Although this kind of spiritual food and medicinal soup is not of high quality, it is only first-grade spiritual food and medicine. But these ordinary teenagers have not yet become warriors, and their current physical strength can only withstand this kind of spiritual food and medicine. Higher-level spiritual food is actually harmful to their bodies. It is common sense that a weak body cannot be nourished. This small bowl of magical rice looks crystal clear, and the rice grains are very large, at least several times the size of ordinary rice grains.
It smells very fragrant, much more fragrant than ordinary rice, and it is a very pleasant and refreshing fragrance. "Gulu!" Like other young men, Li Dingguo, who had just received the small bowl of spiritual rice, was reluctant to eat it for a moment. He looked at the spiritual rice in the bowl carefully and swallowed his saliva involuntarily. "Let me try it first." Li Dingguo could no longer bear the craving, he muttered to himself, then impatiently picked up the chopsticks in one hand, held the rice bowl in the other, and shoveled the food into his mouth! “Woo woo…” “Delicious! This is so delicious!” He dared to guarantee responsibly that he had never eaten such delicious food in his past and present lives combined! Soft, sweet and sticky are not enough to describe its deliciousness! Sure enough, the legendary spiritual food cannot be compared with ordinary food at all. There is no level between the two. "Uh……" "You haven't had enough yet, but you've already eaten it all?" After a while, looking at the empty bowl in his hand, Li Dingguo said inwardly, "What a pity! It would be better if there were more spiritual rice." But he also knew that the nutritional value contained in this small bowl of spiritual rice alone was probably enough to nourish the body. If he ate too much, he would inevitably be unable to benefit from the nourishment. "And a bowl of Qi and Blood Soup!" "Never mind, drink it up first!" Li Dingguo didn't think any more, put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands, picked up the bowl of steaming blood and qi soup beside him, raised his head and started drinking. "Gulu...Gulu." A bowl of dark red qi and blood soup that tasted like medicine but was not unpalatable was quickly finished by him. As soon as he put down the bowl of soup, streams of heat rushed from his lower abdomen to every part of his body. He felt warm and comfortable. He even felt his spirits lifted, and his thoughts became clearer. "This should be more than just the effect of the spiritual rice. The effect of the Qi and Blood Soup is probably even stronger." Obviously, this kind of Qi and blood soup that is very good for replenishing Qi and blood not only requires some special elixirs, but also needs to be prepared according to a special secret recipe in order to be made. At this time, Li Dingguo looked around and found that almost all the young men had eaten and drunk the spiritual rice and qi and blood soup they had received. Everyone's little face became very rosy and they looked very energetic. This was the first time in Li Dingguo's entire life that he had experienced food and medicine that worked so quickly. After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they first took their bowls and chopsticks back to the cook, and then gathered in groups of three or five to rest in the courtyard. The teenagers were chattering excitedly in low voices, and before they knew it, another quarter of an hour had passed. "You little guys! Come here! Line up!"...
At this time, Zhang Xianzhong and others, who had also finished their meal and were sitting down to rest in the courtyard, stood up. Then the soldiers strode over and shouted at them. Li Dingguo hurriedly stood up with a dozen of his former brothers, ran to the positions where they had lined up these days, and stood up without saying a word. "Are we finally beginning to come into contact with the magical side of this magical world?" Like all orphan boys, Li Dingguo was also very excited when he saw the Eighth King who had just appeared on the high platform in front of him. He knew very well that as long as he truly became a warrior, his destiny would begin to change. At least when facing danger, we will not be like powerless lambs, allowed to be slaughtered. Even if you are a time traveler or a cheater, it doesn't mean you won't die. There is no other reason. In this magical world, there are too many people and monsters that can kill you. (End of this chapter)