At night.
The people of the Black Cloud Stronghold were originally curious about the mushrooms that the people in the kitchen were looking for. When the pot of mushroom soup with croton was brought out, it was surrounded by people.
Even Xie Baoqing was curious.
"This is that stupid mushroom?"
Song An took the initiative to explain," Mushrooms are only fresh and delicious when stewed with meat!”
"As for the rest, it's just stir-frying dried chili and whatnot to taste.”
As he spoke, Song An reached out and pointed at the large plates of stir-fried mushrooms on the table.
Xie Baoqing rubbed his chin. Song An bent down and scooped a big bowl for him.
"Try Chief's?"
Xie Baoqing didn't refuse. He looked at it for a while before pointing at the meat in the bowl and asking,"What is this?"
"Stewed chicken with mushrooms." Song An replied with a smile," This is a famous dish from the northeast. Previously, this was the only person who could cook it.”
"In that case, we're still lucky?”
Xie Baoqing lowered his head and took a sip.
Chewing carefully, Xie Baoqing reached out and gave Song An a thumbs up.
"Good! It tastes good!"
"But in the past, our brothers in the Black Cloud Stronghold really didn't know that there were mushrooms!”
"Today's meal, we have benefited from the second head!”
Song An smiled and said nothing.
Befriended?
His men had followed him for such a long distance, and they had also busily served these bandits for two meals. This was what they called basking in glory!
After all, which bandit could make the Eighth Route Army come to their doorstep to help cook?
However, Song An definitely wouldn't say this out loud. He just scooped a bowl for himself.
Song An also took two mouthfuls.
Xie Baoqing waved his hand.
"Alright, everyone eat!"
Seeing that everyone in the Black Cloud Stronghold was eating a bowl of mushroom soup in order to taste it, Song An was relieved.
This pot of mushroom soup not only used poisonous mushrooms, but also put half a pot of specially ground croton at the bottom of the pot.
There was also the spicy stir-fried mushrooms on the table. If they ate and drank these things, even if they were not poisoned to death by the poisonous mushrooms, they would still have diarrhea waiting for them.
As expected, half an hour later, almost everyone in the village hugged their stomachs and groaned.
Xie Baoqing quickly realized that something was wrong and dropped the bowl in his hand.
As smart as he was, he didn't need to think to know that everything that happened today was all Song An's doing.
But at this time, he could not care about this at all. His eyes widened and his hands trembled as he stared at Song An.
"Brother Song, what do you mean?”
"My Black Cloud Stronghold has acknowledged you as your second head, and I have treated you well!”
"You…"
Before he could finish, Song An walked over with a smile.
"Treat me well? What was the Chief saying?”
He had only been in the village for two days. How could Xie Baoqing say that he was not treating him well?
She was simply looking down on him, Song An!
Besides, he was the Eighth Route Army of the Independent Regiment. Even if he was a cook, how could he mix with the bandits of the Black Cloud Stronghold?
The cooks were also very disdainful.
"We're just looking for an opportunity to exterminate the bandits. Chief Xie, do you really think that we're really here to seek refuge with the Black Cloud Stronghold?”
"That's right. Speaking of which, we still have to thank Chief for giving us a chance these two days!”
Xie Baoqing didn't say anything else. He frowned and clutched his stomach.
The cook took the initiative to ask for Song An's opinion.
"Class monitor, Xie Baoqing doesn't seem to have any ability to resist. Should we tie him up or kill him?”
As they spoke, the few of them were already eager to give it a try and wanted to step forward.
At this moment, Song An suddenly shouted," Get out of the way!”
In the next second, Xie Baoqing had a gun in his hand. With a bang, he shot where Song An had been standing.
Because of the poison, Xie Baoqing's hands were shaking, and the direction he was aiming at was a little off.
Moreover, Song An had noticed his movements in advance, so the few people in the kitchen did not even get a scratch.
Xie Baoqing gritted his teeth and forced himself to fire a few more shots. The pistol was completely empty of bullets, and he finally let go of it with a dejected expression.
"I'm not as good as you. If you want to kill me or cut me up, give me a quick death!”
After saying that, he closed his eyes and leaned against the ground, clearly not wanting to struggle anymore.
Song An looked around cautiously. After confirming that he was empty-handed, he stepped forward and kicked him.
"Chief, wake up!"
Everyone in the village was still alive, so how could Xie Baoqing die?
Moreover, the Black Cloud Stronghold had occupied this place for so many years. How many wealthy merchants had they robbed?
Do you want to die if you don't spit out all these treasures?
No way!
But no matter how Song An shouted, Xie Baoqing frowned and refused to open his eyes.
Thinking of his martial arts, Song An could only stand at a distance and look at him.
After spending a few minutes with him, more than half of the people in the stronghold had fallen.
Of the sixty-eight people, thirty to forty of them had fallen to the ground!
As for the other half, they didn't even pull out their guns and ran away with their pants up.
"The latrine! Where's the toilet?"
"Move aside! I want to go to the toilet!"
Song An did not care about them. He directly gave a few instructions to the cooks, asking them to remove the guns from the people lying down and block them in the latrines!
As for him, there was a lot of croton in the soup. He would wait here and see how long Chief Xie could last!
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。