Tumeng: I am a national advisor in the Golden Family

Chapter 29 The lethality of pepper
"It's really, really choking!" Bamui's face was red, with a blue cloth strip on his mouth, and he was beating some red dried chili peppers in a bowl with a hammer in his hand.

After the pepper was smashed, bursts of red gas were emitted, which made the assassin master extremely uncomfortable.

"I'm telling you, if you dare to sneeze into my chili noodles, you can wait until tomorrow night to sleep in the sheep pen! Don't even think about sleeping in a warm tent anymore. From now on, you will sleep in the sheep pen for me." Zhang Yong stood aside, covering his nose and said.

"Master! I, I tried my best to hold back, what is this? Is it some special spice? Why, why is it so choking? My tears and nose are running out." Bamui said with tears.

Oh my God, what are these red things?The color looks bright and pretty, but the taste is really unacceptable!
For God's sake, he had never seen anything so unacceptable.

"This is a good thing I got from the God. It's called chili pepper. Sprinkle a little on it when grilling meat, and it'll be delicious when you put a little on it when cooking." Zhang Yong said.

A few days ago, after he refined the gasoline, he wanted to show it to Genghis Khan and explain the function of gasoline.

But our Mongol Khan obviously has no time to look at such small items. Recently, he has been busy mobilizing troops to prepare to attack Zalandin.

So I could only tell Zhang Yong tactfully and summon him again in a few days. I also asked my guards to tell Zhang Yong to prepare for him anytime and anywhere. During this period, they might not know when the entire army would attack.

So he had nothing to do. Anyway, his pepper seedlings had sprouted. Zhang Yong simply took out the remaining dried peppers, saved some of the dried seeds, and planned to grind the rest into pepper noodles.

Of course, you can’t do this difficult task of grinding spicy noodles by yourself!Then leave it to your good servant!

Although he doesn't have a good millstone, it doesn't matter. Just grind these things up. It's enough to give him a decent hammer and a bowl.

"It's really uncomfortable, sir. I feel like I can't open my eyes now, and my nose is burning and hurting. Is this really a good thing?" Bamui asked speechlessly.

"Of course it's a good thing, and didn't you say that I would go through fire and water for the sake of the master? Today I asked you to grind some chili powder, and you are like this?" Zhang Yong said impatiently.

"In the name of Allah, please give me a knife and let me assassinate an enemy for you. Please don't let me do this job again," Bamuyi said.

Originally, he thought this was an extremely easy job, so he volunteered to do it, but he didn't know how uncomfortable it was until he did it. Oh my God!Now he would rather take a knife and go to assassinate a high-ranking noble.

"Keep your assassination skills for the time being! I asked those Mongolian soldiers for a piece of raw mutton and a piece of raw beef, plus some of your spices. I will sprinkle some on it when we grill the meat later. I guarantee that you can even use it on your tongue. Eat it." Zhang Yong said.

Just kidding, let me show you my barbecue skills in a moment. Khwarizmo is located in Central Asia. There are still a lot of spices here. With the addition of chili powder, it can be compared with modern barbecue.

"Barbecued meat with some spices will indeed be very delicious, but forget it. I think it can only bring me pain," Bamuyi said.

Are you kidding, does this stuff taste good?He had just put a little bit of crushed chili pepper into his mouth, and a burning pain instantly hit his tongue.

It was also accompanied by an extremely uncomfortable feeling, as uncomfortable as eating a bunch of raw garlic. The whole mouth and mouth were burning with pain. He bet that once this thing was eaten in the stomach, it would definitely not be very uncomfortable.

"Tch! You really don't know how to enjoy yourself." Zhang Yong curled his lips and said.

"If you like this, God bless your master, you can enjoy it alone! I don't think anyone will like it. Master, just let me leave quickly." After grinding the last bit of spicy noodles into fine powder, Bamui took a long breath and placed the bowl in front of Zhang Yong.

"Okay, you go down!" Zhang Yong waved his hand and asked Bamui to leave.

That night, Zhang Yong used some spices that the Khwarez model had, mixed with some salt and chili powder, and made some barbecue.

Then he excitedly gave it to a few Mongolian soldiers at the door, as well as Bamui and a few slaves to try.Plan to let them experience modern barbecue technology.

But sometimes things go against expectations. Originally, Zhang Yong thought that these guys should be able to swallow his tongue and say it tastes delicious.

And admire the deliciousness of chili peppers.

But the four Mongolian soldiers, a few slaves, and Bamuyi all picked up a piece of red barbecue sprinkled with chili and put it into their mouths with disgust, and then their expressions changed.

He endured the discomfort and ate the spicy barbecue sent by Zhang Yong.

The scene after that instantly got out of control.

"Cough cough!"

"Cough cough!"

"what!!!"

"Ouch!"

A group of people were so excited that they screamed and went to find water.

Several slaves climbed onto the water trough in the sheepfold and drank heavily, regardless of whether the water was clean or not.

Several Mongolian soldiers picked up the kumiss they carried with them and drank it down.The sour taste of kumiss suppressed the burning sensation in the mouth.

"Master! I've told you, God won't like this thing. It's simply the devil's food. I feel like my grandma is waving to me." Bamui lay on the ground with a look of despair on his face. said.

The taste of this red spice was just as he imagined, it was really hard to swallow!

"Uh! So do you think the Great Khan will like it?"

"Mr. Zhang Yong, the Khan is so kind to you, why do you want to harm the Khan? It's better for you to enjoy this kind of thing alone!" Four Mongolian soldiers sat on the ground, crazily drinking kumiss, breathing heavily. Angry, he spoke.

If they hadn't known that Mr. Zhang really meant no harm, they would have arrested Zhang Yong now. What's the difference between this kind of thing and poison?
They just took a small taste and almost lost their ability to fight. Now their mouths felt as if they had been burned by fire, without any feeling.

Seeing their huge reaction, Zhang Yong also picked up a piece of barbecue sprinkled with chili and put it into his mouth. Could it be that he put too much chili?

After chewing a few mouthfuls and swallowing, Zhang Yong didn't feel any discomfort, it was just a little spicy. Are you exaggerating?

Are you so resistant to spicy food?

never mind!If that's the case, then I'll enjoy it alone!
However, since you are all so resistant, then the enemy should be even more resistant, right?
Wrap the chili noodles in cloth, put them directly into the trebuchet, and then blast them into the city. The effect will be great.

(End of this chapter)