mtl008 Chapter 214 "He Yuzhu" 18
Chapter 214 "He Yuzhu" 18
Upon arriving at the courtyard, Wu Dahai greeted Wang Yan and then comforted He Daqing: "Daqing, things have already come to this, so let's just hope the child is doing well. Didn't they say that Zhuzi is making nutritious meals for the wounded in the rear and won't be going to the front lines? Besides, Zhuzi can still write letters home."
Let's wait and see what happens. Once Zhu Zi's letter comes back, we can feel a little more at ease. You still have Yu Shui and her younger siblings at home. You can't collapse, or what will happen to them?"
He Daqing has recovered now. What can be done now that the die is cast? Just wait for news! "I know, Senior Brother Wu. I'll take you back. If Zhuzi has any news later, I'll tell you. When he returns, I'll take him to kowtow to you."
In the past, apprentices were expected to "learn the craft for three years and serve the country for three years." Although these traditions are no longer followed, He Yuzhu ran away shortly after completing his apprenticeship. People would gossip if they knew. Fortunately, he went to serve the country.
"Don't say that again. If Zhuzi weren't our own son, I'd say he did a real man's job. When he gets back, we'll each give him a good beating. Don't see me off. You should stay home and relax. I'll go for a walk and clear my head too," Wu Dahai said.
"Alright, then, senior brother, I won't stand on ceremony with you. To be honest, I feel a little weak after all this relief. Yanzi, please see senior brother out for me." He Daqing stood leaning on the table, looking as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.
Wang Yan escorted Wu Dahai to the outside of the courtyard house. When she got home, she asked He Daqing about He Yuzhu. He Daqing grumbled and told her what had happened. Wang Yan thought to herself, "At least he's working as a cook in the rear." She felt a little relieved.
Seeing that He Daqing was not in good condition, she brought him the food she had saved and advised him, "There's no going back on Zhuzi's matter. You have to take good care of yourself. Luckily, I let Yushui go out to play. If the little girl saw you like this, she would be terrified."
He Daqing took the porridge and said, "I will. Life goes on. You wait for that brat to come back!" He Daqing picked up the cornbread and took a big bite.
Meanwhile, He Yuzhu arrived at the battlefield with the supplies. He knew that the next two or three months were a critical period, so after spending a day getting acquainted with the locals, he left a letter and secretly headed straight for the front lines. He wasn't really there to cook.
He didn't go to our side, but ran to the enemy side. He was dressed in white, and he had weapons in his spatial storage, both hot and cold, as well as a lot of sleeping potions and poisons. He also had the martial arts skill of walking on snow without leaving a trace. Who the hell would want to fight you face to face and hurt each other?
We'll unleash our full mental power to find enemy hideouts, and wipe them out one by one. Don't say it's against the natural order; if you don't harm others, they'll harm you. It's better to sacrifice your fellow Daoists than yourself! As for enemy supplies, confiscate them. He Yuzhu even stripped them of their outer clothes and boots. Wouldn't it be better for our soldiers to wear those?
Food, canned goods, weapons, medicine, clothes, and military boots were all piled into the enemy's supply wagons. More personal items such as cigarettes, lighters, watches, daggers, foreign liquor, small flasks, gold and silver jewelry, and US dollars were stored away in storage space, to be used later when they returned to Beijing. Of course, many pistols were also kept.
After the supplies filled all the trucks, they were stored away and sent back to their own teams. They were in dire need of supplies and were waiting for reinforcements. As soon as the front line and the rear made contact by telegram, He Yuzhu became famous.
Because of some secret thoughts in his heart, He Yuzhu always returned with some kind of injury, sometimes light, sometimes serious. The first time he delivered supplies, the commander planned to let him stay in the team, but he slipped away in a moment of inattention. After that, the commander didn't bother with him anymore and let him develop on his own, but his military merits were recorded one by one.
As He Yuzhu looted more and more, this battle no longer lasted three months as before. After all, "one side gains as the other loses," and it only took a month and a few days to enter the later period of "fighting and negotiating at the same time."
He Yuzhu returned to the rear and cooked for the wounded for several days. He even used his mental powers to collect a lot of Korean ginseng and other medicinal herbs. It's not surprising that a cook knows some medicinal cuisine! He also wrote a letter home to let his family know that he was safe.
A few days later, when the two sides showed signs of not being able to reach an agreement, he went to wander behind enemy lines again. For more than a year afterward, he traveled back and forth between the two places, except that he went there alone and naked, but when he came back, he was fully loaded with a large cart pulling a small cart.
Every time he returned, it was time for everyone to improve their meals and upgrade their equipment. Of course, it was also time for He Yuzhu to transform into a cook and write letters home. Thanks to He Yuzhu's presence, the negotiation time between the two armies was shortened by more than half a year.
Don't say that's too exaggerated. In China's five thousand years of history, there have been countless talented and extraordinary people. He Yuzhu is just one space more than them.
(A side note: I personally believe that there were cultivators in the East in the past. According to modern science, we can also work backwards. Research shows that humans cannot describe things beyond our cognition. Our cognition comes from what has been passed down and expanded from our ancestors.)
So where did the descriptions and legends in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" of our ancestors come from? And where did the ancient theory of seeking immortality come from?
Let's not discuss this; this is just my personal opinion.
As for human lifespan, let's leave aside those without historical basis and just talk about Zhang Sanfeng. According to historical records, the last time he appeared in public was at the age of 157. According to some historical records, he lived to be 212 years old. Let's not talk about whether the last number is accurate or not. Let's just say that as long as he didn't die suddenly after returning at the age of 157, his lifespan exceeded the current scientific theory of the longest human lifespan of 150 years. How did he live?
This is just to prove that there are many talented and extraordinary people in China. As for why we don't see them anymore, well, there's no way around it—severe pollution and depleted spiritual energy! (And another curse on my life: I've basically stopped eating seafood now, but I just can't give up freshwater seafood like crayfish, boiled fish, and big crabs!)
It seemed that the armed conflict would soon cease, and the letters sent back from the rear also mentioned that Wang Yan had given birth to a son named He Yuanchao.
He Yuzhu then began to implement his plan. On his final raid on the enemy, he suffered a rather embarrassing injury: two small shrapnel fragments had pierced his lower abdomen and groin, severing the nerves controlling his penis and the passageway to his scrotum—the kind that couldn't be repaired. However, He Yuzhu, with his experience as a physician spanning several lifetimes, handled the situation with unparalleled precision.
Well, let's leave the important task of expanding the He family's business to He Yuanchao!
After the war ended, except for those who stayed behind to help North Korea rebuild its homeland, the other troops were all sent back to where they were supposed to go. He Yuzhu, taking advantage of his last injury, went back to Beijing to recuperate.