Film and TV: Obtain Alpha Dog at the beginning

In the large tent of the Zuowuwei military camp, where Cheng Yaojin's Dama Jindao was sitting in command, suddenly a messenger reported.

"Report to the general, Captain Cheng Chumo is here to report back."

"Oh? Where is the person?" Cheng Yaojin's eyes lit up and he jumped up from the chair.

"Just outside the handsome tent."

"Hurry up and pass it on!"

"promise."

Soon, Cheng Chumo entered the commander's tent, and Cheng Yaojin hurriedly asked, "Have you brought back the expert who knows how to make salt?"

Cheng Chumo looked slightly hesitant.

Cheng Yaojin was an impatient man, so he shouted angrily: "But you were late, and you were kidnapped by the Qiang people? Oops, Shuzi has made a big mistake for me!"

"The Qiang people started a rebellion and cut off the trade routes in Dingzhou. I defended Longyou from Zuowu for three years. Every year, I was short of salt and had to resort to vinegar cloth. My body was losing weight every year and I was unable to calm down the chaos. Last night, I was lucky to have Gao. I am willing to offer you the method of making salt, which can relieve the difficulties of the three armies. I ordered you to go there at starry night, but you came back empty-handed and missed our military plane. You should be executed for your crime. Come here, drag me down and behead you!"

The soldiers in the military tent were also dumbfounded. Is this his son? Are you sure you want to kill?

When Cheng Chumo heard that his father was serious about it, he would be killed if he took one step slower, so he quickly defended himself.

"General Qi, the people have been brought here, but..."

"Just what? Oh, you little bear, if you hesitate again, I will beat you to death!"

"It's just that the people Zhang Cheng said offered the method of making salt were two young men. One looked like he had just turned sixteen, and the other looked like he was no more than thirteen or fourteen years old."

Cheng Yaojin also fell into deep thought after hearing this. At such a young age, can he really extract edible fine salt from poisonous salt mines?

If the Qiang people are careful and use poisonous salt to harm them, wouldn't it mean that the three armies are in danger?

"come over."

Cheng Yaojin glared, and Cheng Chumo obediently came closer.

"What do you think of those two boys?"

Cheng Chu thought silently for a long time: "The older man is so impressive and his martial arts skills are far superior to mine. He should be under the guidance of a famous teacher. What about the other one?"

"How about the other one?"

Cheng Chu silently thought about Yun Ye being dragged into the dense forest by two women, and curled his lips: "I don't have the strength to tie a chicken, I am timid and afraid of death, and I have no bearing."

Cheng Yaojin touched his chin when he heard this: "Are you sure they were taught by the same master?"

"It's absolutely true that the two of them are considered brothers."

"This is strange. How can the same master teach two completely different disciples?"

Cheng Chumo saw his father lost in thought and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his head was temporarily saved.

"Coach, these two people are in the side tent. Do you want to see them?"

Cheng Yaojin shook his head: "I won't see you for now. In this way, you can test their method of making salt to see if it works. Remember, let them make salt under your nose. Be smart and don't use blinding methods." Cheated."

"promise."

After Cheng Chumo exited the commander's tent, Cheng Yaojin was still worried and called two soldiers closer: "You two should also keep an eye on it. There are a lot of heretics in this world who are accustomed to using bluffing tactics. Don't let Chu Mo." That kid got it right."

"promise."

On the other side, Yun Ye was worried about whether Wangcai would not be able to eat well if he followed Zhang Cheng. This time, because he had to march in a hurry, he did not take Wangcai with him and could only let him follow Zhang Cheng's grain transport team.

Suddenly the tent curtain was opened, and Cheng Chumo led someone in.

"You two, the general ordered me to cooperate with you in making salt. If you need anything, please list it down. If it is not available in the military tent, it will be transferred within three days at the latest."

Yun Ye waved his hand: "It's not that troublesome, they are all commonly used utensils."

When Cheng Chumo heard this, he immediately asked someone to get a pen and paper. Yun Ye was blinded with a brush because he couldn't write traditional Chinese characters.

Qin Hao noticed Yun Ye's embarrassment, took the brush from his hand, and began to write furiously.

Almost a quarter of an hour later, Yun Ye stared at Qin Hao as if he had seen a ghost. For no other reason than this "fellow fellow" could write calligraphy very well. He was not inferior to those so-called masters of calligraphy at all. In the end, The key thing is that everything he wrote was in traditional Chinese characters.

Cheng Chumo took the list and immediately took people to make preparations. Qin Hao and Yun Ye were the only two people left in the tent.

"Brother, are you from the Tang Dynasty?" Yun Ye looked at Qin Hao suspiciously, and at the same time began to recall the first time he met Qin Hao.

At that time, Qin Hao emerged from the water and took his backpack as his own.

"Palace Jade Wine."

"One hundred and eighty cups."

"Repent for Ali, Jack Ma."

"Liu Qiangdong doesn't know the beauty of his wife."

"You are my little little apple."

"You're not done yet."

Yun Ye was completely confused: "Brother, it's not that I doubt you. Isn't it amazing that you can seamlessly switch back to ancient times?"

"Let's not talk about your hunting and fighting skills. How did you practice the calligraphy and traditional Chinese characters?"

Qin Hao secretly laughed in his heart, if you could travel through a few more worlds, you would be able to survive.

"My grandfather taught me calligraphy since I was a child. When I practiced calligraphy, I always used rubbings of inscriptions. Is it unusual to be able to write traditional Chinese characters? If you go to more Taiwanese-owned factories, you can know how to make screws."

Yun Ye thought it made sense, but he always felt that something was wrong, but the codes had been corrected and they were accurate. How could someone who was not a time traveler know those clues?

There was no time for Yun Ye to think too much. About half an hour later, Cheng Chumo entered the tent and said that everything on the list was ready.

"Do you two need to prepare a secluded place?"

Yun Ye waved his hand: "No need, there's nothing shameful about it, just find a place with a stove."

So, a group of people came to the kitchen.

The gang leaders were chopping vegetables and preparing to cook when they were driven out by Cheng Chumo and his men.

"The rest of the people are waiting to leave quickly. The general has ordered that anyone who comes ten steps closer to the main area of ​​​​the kitchen be killed!"

A group of gang leaders and the soldiers watching the excitement were a little confused. When did the kitchen become an important place?

Afterwards, barrels of salt ore were transported into the kitchen. Qin Hao smashed the salt ore with a hammer, while Yun Ye used a stone mill to grind the ore into fine powder. The powder ground by the stone mill was better than the powder crushed with a hammer. It is much more delicate and can save a lot of filtering time.

Cheng Chumo and the two soldiers stood at three angles and carefully observed their operations, fearing that Qin Hao and Yun Ye would switch things along the way and get away with it.

However, until the fine white salt appeared in front of his eyes after the last filter, Cheng Chumo didn't notice anything wrong with it.

What made Cheng Chumo even more confused was that there was nothing profound about the steps Qin Hao and Yun Ye did. Each step seemed very simple, and they should be able to master it as long as they were taught a few times by themselves.

But, can such a simple step really turn highly toxic salt mines into edible fine salt?

Yun Ye proudly twirled a handful of fine salt, and as he fidgeted with his fingers, tiny white salt grains slipped from his fingertips.

"How about it, Mr. Colonel, do you accept it?"

Cheng Chumo ignored Yun Ye's rebuke and picked up a handful of salt himself. He first put it under his nose and sniffed it, then picked up some and put it into his mouth. The three flavors of bitter, astringent and salty kept colliding in his mouth, but Cheng Chumo He was not willing to spit it out. This was indeed fine salt. Even though he was the son of a general, he was still reluctant to waste it.

In a flash, Cheng Chumo ran away with a handful of fine salt in his hand. Before leaving, two soldiers had already guarded the kitchen door with big swords. No one was allowed to enter. If he looked twice, they would use a nearly murderous method. Stare at the other person until the other person looks away.

On the other side, Cheng Chumo came to Commander Cheng Yaojin's tent with a piece of salt in his hand, and immediately rushed in without even bothering to let his soldiers report it.

Cheng Yaojin glared at him: "He's frizzy and has no general demeanor at all."

"Salt, Dad, they really made salt." Cheng Chumo smiled like a 200-pound fat man.

Cheng Yaojin's face was dumbfounded when he heard this. In his opinion, the secret method of making salt should be a very cumbersome process. It might take a long time in the middle. He was already prepared to wait for half a month or even a month. Prepare.

As a result, how long has it been? Does this make salt?

"Where's the salt? Where's the salt?"

Cheng Chumo quickly brought the salt to Cheng Yaojin.

Cheng Yaojin also sniffed first, and then directly stuck out his tongue and took a lick. His expression was even more exciting than that of Cheng Chumo. It must be said that both father and son were born in the year of Pixiu, and nothing that went into their mouths would ever be the same. Vomited out.

"It is indeed fine salt. God has blessed me in the Tang Dynasty!" Cheng Yaojin laughed so loudly that it nearly damaged Cheng Chumo's eardrums.

Cheng Yaojin saw his son lowering his head and looking helpless, so he couldn't help but pat him on the head: "You bastard, if you get this secret method of making salt, our army can regain its glory and wipe out the Qiang people as soon as possible. You Who is this face for?"

Helpless, Cheng Chumo had no choice but to tell Qin Hao about his bet.

When Cheng Yaojin heard this, he was so angry that he kicked Cheng Chumo with his foot: "You bastard, you are more likely to fail than succeed. I asked you to pick someone up. Just pick him up politely. You are making a bet with someone. You are smart. Now you are fine." , I lost my head to others!”

"Commander, don't worry. I've got a big scar on my head. I just admit defeat." Cheng Chumo felt that being kicked to death like this would be better than having his head chopped off.

Cheng Yaojin kicked him even harder: "If you dare to talk back, I'll let you be a hero."

The fight was a fight, but after all, he was his biological son. Naturally, Cheng Yaojin would not really care about his son's life or death. After kicking Cheng Chumo away, he cursed: "Go, invite two master disciples to come to the commander's tent. Remember, you are polite." If you neglect your distinguished guests, see how I deal with you!"

Cheng Chumo rubbed half of his butt and ran away.

Arriving at the kitchen, Cheng Chumo hugged Qin Hao and Yun Ye and said, "You two, the general invites you."

"What's the matter, captain, we promised you that if you lose, your head will be mine? Words don't count." Yun Ye still remembered Qin Hao's plan.

Cheng Chumo's face turned red and his hands were shaking. He was not afraid of death, not to mention that he was only sixteen or seventeen years old now, not much older than Yun Ye.

"When you two meet the general, whether you want to kill or scrape him, Cheng will not even frown."

Cheng Chumo led the way, Qin Hao and Yun Ye were behind, and two of Cheng Yaojin's soldiers held down the formation behind.

Yun Ye suddenly became excited and whispered to Qin Hao: "Did the captain just say his surname was Cheng? Was it Erdong Chen or He Mu Cheng?"

"Brother, look, in this military camp, besides Tang Ziqi, there are also Cheng Ziqi. During the Tang Dynasty, the famous general named Cheng was probably Cheng Yaojin, right?"

Qin Hao smiled secretly, you finally thought of it.

"If that's the case, is this kid a relative of Cheng Yaojin?"

While they were talking, the group of people had already arrived outside the handsome tent.

After the soldiers came in to report, Qin Hao and Yun Ye were able to enter the commander's tent.

The interior of the handsome tent is actually not much different from an ordinary tent, it is just a little bigger, and the furnishings inside are also very simple. It can be seen that Cheng Yaojin is not a person who is greedy for pleasure.

"Haha, Cheng would like to thank the two gentlemen Gaoyi in advance for offering this method of making salt, which has solved the urgent need of my Zuo Wuwei. I have already submitted a petition to your majesty to ask for your merits. I believe that your majesty will reward you both generously. .”

Qin Hao was noncommittal. Li Shimin was in such a dilemma at this time. He had just signed the Weishui Alliance with the Eastern Turks. In order to force Jieli to retreat, he had emptied out all the property that the Tang Dynasty had inherited from the Sui Dynasty. Coupled with the Xuanwumen Incident, There are so many heroes who followed Li Shimin in rebellion, so they must be rewarded, right?

It is estimated that Li Shimin is so poor at this time that he can't even bear to eat more salt. The so-called heavy rewards are most likely to be given a low-level title. As for gold and silver, don't expect it.

Yun Ye's eyes lit up: "In that case, thank you so much, General."

Cheng Yaojin was also a mature man, so he naturally noticed the performances of Qin Hao and Yun Ye, and couldn't help but believe in Cheng Chumo's judgment. These two brothers were indeed "different".

"You two, please take a seat. I'm here to serve you a banquet."

The so-called banquet is actually rice wine and boiled mutton. The mutton seems to be very bland without adding much salt. As for other ingredients, don't expect it. Fortunately, the quality of the mutton itself is still good. Although it has a bit of odor, it is very light. Barely able to swallow.

During the meal, Cheng Yaojin did not forget to test the two of them.

"Two gentlemen, this method of making salt is really magical. It can turn waste into treasure, but I don't know where you learned such a magical skill?"

Qin Hao gave Yun Ye a look that meant: It's time for you to show off.

Yun Ye felt relieved, took a sip of rice wine, cleared his throat, and said loudly.

"To be honest, General Cheng, the method of making salt was taught by my ancestor. He often said that all things carry yin and hold yang, and they create and restrain each other. As long as I understand the way of creating and restraining, all things in the world can be used to my advantage."

Cheng Yaojin and Cheng Chumo were shocked when they heard this. Although neither father nor son had any knowledge, Yun Ye's words were so mysterious that he could not comprehend them at his age.

"These two masters must be hidden masters."

"But you don't know the name of your respected master?"

Yun Ye subconsciously looked at Qin Hao, and Qin Hao gave him a look that said: You just made it up.

Yun Ye understood and raised his hands toward the east: "My master called himself Xiaoyaozi. He often changed his name when he traveled around the world. Today he saw Yunxia was very beautiful, so he called him Zhenren Hongxia. That day he saw strange peaks and rocks. He called himself Old Man Baishi."

"You really have a noble demeanor in respecting your teacher." Cheng Yaojin always felt that the words of the boy in front of him were untrue, but he couldn't find fault with him.