"when!"

"The time is up, open the door!"

The morning light showed slightly, a gong sounded, and the large iron door of the crematorium opened one after another.

Qin He carried Ma Tuzi's ashes and stepped out of the crematorium.

Xu Changshou opened the door and saw Qin He looking very happy to be alive, and said, "You can have a bye tonight."

Qin He suddenly felt that this was not a reward, but a punishment.

A corpse is a reward.

But there is no way to talk about this. How can I say that I will be rewarded for burning the corpse?

Or are you addicted to burning corpses?

Can't.

Be low-key, be low-key.

Otherwise, others will think that I am a madman or a fool, and what is worse is that the traitorous minister who has Di Lu's back is still staring at the crematorium.

However, Qin He still asked, shouldn't Ma Tuzi's body be handled by Feiyuwei? Why did he turn back to the crematorium?

Xu Changshou finally made Qin He a friend, and said: "There has been a lot of trouble recently, and the Feiyu Guards can't handle it. In the future, if the corpses are not particularly vicious, we will have to leave them to our own disposal."

Qin He asked again what was going on with the "unrest".

Xu Changshou shook his head and said that he didn't know very well. He only heard that some inexplicable things had entered the capital recently and were very dangerous.

Qin He was stunned, not knowing whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

…

As the sun rose, Qin He didn't go to have breakfast. He had a big meal of noodles yesterday, and he probably could last three to five days without being hungry.

Carrying Ma Tuzi's ashes, Qin He went outside the city, dug a pit and buried Ma Tuzi's ashes.

Ma Tuzi took his own life, which was the only thing Qin He could do for him.

Next to him is Liu Chengji, a scholar from Longchuan. The two of them sit together, so they can be considered companions.

I just don’t know if a scholar or a butcher has anything to talk about.

…

The next day and night passed by Qinhe was a bit boring.

I used to think that I had to work at night and recuperate during the day. If a person is too weak, his yang energy is weak and he is prone to accidents.

There is no such urgency now.

He had a bye in the evening, and his fifteen years of energy kept him from feeling sleepy.

Nestled in the corner, Qin He couldn't help but wonder if he should go to the old alley?

Li Laizi didn't have fifty cents, but he still had it.

Not only yesterday, I even saved thirty cents on two meals today.

Take Li Zizi with you, let him show the way, and realize his glorious dream of fighting for the continuation of mankind.

Then contribute some GDP to the Li Dynasty.

Right, what a beautiful thing.

As a saying goes, if you are successful, you can help the world; if you are poor, you can only take care of yourself.

We've carried guns together, so what the hell... multiple brothers, multiple paths, right?

But then I thought it was wrong, fifty cents, what if it was a dinosaur?

When spending money to buy warmth, you always get what you pay for.

Fifty cents, most likely a dinosaur.

Qin He suddenly felt that Li Laizi's glorious image was a little taller.

With nothing to do, after dark, when the crematorium started working, Qin He picked up the bowl and walked out.

What to do?

Make yogurt.

Qin He was a foodie before he came to this world. There are eight major cuisines, barbecue skewers, spicy snacks, dark cuisine... There are very few things he has never eaten before, and his mouth is not ordinary.

There is no such thing as sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, and salty in this world. I don’t even want to add too much salt.

Half a roast goose tasted like it had been cooked in plain water. Qin He was really greedy. He couldn't count on anything else except yogurt.

Yesterday, I passed a cattle shop. There were many cows with calves in there. I wanted to get some.

Xu Changshou, who was on duty at night, saw Qin He walking out and asked, "Going out?"

"Young man, let's go for a walk." Qin He grinned.

"Okay, it's rare to have a day off." Xu Changshou nodded, without asking any questions, and warned: "Although there is no curfew at the dock, you should not go too far. It would be bad if the patrolling government officials misunderstood. Morning

Go and come back early."

"I'm a provincial, thank you, sir." Qin He agreed and left the crematorium.

Turning around and looking back, the entire crematorium was shrouded in faint smoke. The black smoke slowly rising from the roof of the crematorium twisted in the night wind, resembling large black snakes, which was particularly strange.

Shaking his head, Qin He went to Niuxing.

It was dark and midwinter inside the cattle row, and there wasn't even a lamp.

I didn't see anyone after walking around, so save your money, do it yourself, and have enough food and clothing.

Feeling inside, Qin He came to the cowshed.

The cows discovered Qin He, the uninvited guest, and barked a few times, but soon became quiet.

Qin He looked left and right. It was too dark to see anything clearly. He could only see the blurry outline of a herd of cows.

He didn't dare to open the gun even if he sneaked in. He just felt which one was which, so he squatted down and felt under the cow, and caught the pacifier.

The cow barked uneasily and turned back to look at Qin He.

"Shh, don't be afraid. I can borrow some food from you."

Qin He hurriedly touched the cow's back to comfort it, and when it calmed down, he immediately started squeezing it.

But after expressing for a long time, not a drop of milk came out.

Qin He was speechless. He had milked a cow in his previous life and the milk came out easily. It seemed to be due to the breed.

These are oxen for plowing fields, not cows.

Speed ​​up your hand speed and activate the Shadowless Hand.

When you concentrate, your hand speed will be incredibly fast.

As expected of his skill, he gave birth to milk quickly.

It's just that this cow grunts and doesn't cooperate very well.

After a while, Qin He squeezed a bowl full of milk.

He climbed over the wall and left the cowshed to finish his work, then returned to the crematorium.

Xu Changshou had gone somewhere, and the other three officers on duty were not there either. Qin He went directly back to the crematorium.

Taking out the bowl of milk from his pocket, Qin He found that the milk was quite white, but a little thicker and a little too flavorful.

Variety differences are everywhere.

But thickness is not a problem, just add a little water and it will be fine. The strong taste may disappear when the yogurt is ready.

The technique of making yogurt is very simple, just boil the milk, stir and let it simmer, then let it cool and wait overnight.

What, do you need to add yeast? Do you need to add sugar?

Sorry, Qin He is a skill and doesn't need it.

We don’t know the principle, so don’t ask, it’s magical if you ask.

Adding water to make a fire, Qin He began to work.

…

Two flowers bloom, one on each side.

Let’s talk about Xu Changshou. Not long after Qin He returned to the crematorium, he didn’t see Xu Changshou. Where was he?

Time goes back.

As soon as Qin He left the crematorium, Xu Changshou noticed a woman in white stumbling in front of her, shouting for help, and vaguely chasing a few thieves with blades behind her.

Xu Changshou felt nervous and immediately called three officials.

The four people quickly went to get their sabers and put on a defensive posture.

After a while, a woman in white came forward, her skirt was stained with blood, her face was full of anxiety and panic, and she kept shouting: "My lord, help me, help me."

"What's going on?" Xu Changshou asked.

The woman pointed at the people chasing after her and said: "My lord, they are Di Lu's secret agents, pretending to be Feiyu guards... they are committing murders everywhere, and many people have died outside."

"Di Lu's meticulous work?!"

Xu Changshou's scalp couldn't help but feel tight, and the expressions of the other three officials also changed drastically.

The Dali Dynasty was currently suffering from internal and external troubles, and the foreign troubles were the Dilu from the north.

If there are less than ten thousand Dilu, they will be invincible.

The Dali Dynasty has suffered continuous defeats in recent years. Last year, the 80,000 elite border troops were completely annihilated by 30,000 Dilu.

Di Lu has become a monster with three heads and six arms, specializing in cannibalism.

Moreover, there are indeed many Di Lu lurking in the capital, spying or assassinating people. Sometimes just to create panic, they will commit crimes every once in a while, which is a bit more cruel than monsters and monsters.

The most recent incident occurred a month ago. Seven households with more than 100 people in Laojing Hutong were killed overnight and set on fire. The night watchman rushed to encircle and suppress them, but they were ambushed, killing and injuring dozens of people.

On the Dilu side, only one body was left and disappeared without a trace.

"Close, close the door, don't let them in." One of the officials shouted hurriedly.

The four people hurriedly went to close the gate. The crematorium was a government office after all, and it could be considered a high-walled compound.

When the door was about to be closed, the thief was already outside, cursing and banging on the door to get the people inside to open it.
Chapter completed!