Chapter 5: It was originally a gun

  The two sat down, and Meng Yao looked around the room before putting his mind at ease. Fortunately, this didn't look like a female bandit's boudoir, but rather a legendary bandits' gathering hall. If you said it was a conference hall, that wouldn't be wrong either - in any case, it was a place prepared for speaking.

  "Meng, Meng Yao?" His younger brother seemed to have a hard time accepting this new name for the moment, so he stuttered.

  Meng Yao hastily took over the conversation and encouraged: "Yes, Meng's Meng, distant Yao."

  Brother nodded, suddenly looked up and down at Meng Yao, and said with some jest: "You, look like you're a little scared? Is there a residue on the stool? I'm poor here, but I won't hurt a good person."

  "Just kidding, just kidding." Meng Yao looked around awkwardly and asked, "Why are there only the two of us? Where are the others?"

  Wan Di looked at Meng Yao seriously again, then smiled and walked slowly to the door. "Oh, they all have something to do. The big and small leaders will come over during dinner time. How about you? You didn't say there's another leader, is he coming over?"

  "No, he has other matters to attend to and won't be coming to pay his respects to the chief," Meng Yao said, suddenly glancing at Xiang Di. "Chief, is there something you want to say?"

  He nodded slightly, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly made a fist at Meng Yao, while saying with a serious face: "Meng Yao, leader, I can tell you're not a bad person, and you're not in cahoots with the people outside the mountain. I represent our mountain stronghold to apologize to you, and what I said before is hereby cancelled."

  Meng Yao was taken aback and subconsciously said: "Th-this can't be, right?"

  "When I say it's okay, it's okay. Here, what I say goes." Meng Yao's heart suddenly rippled with a layer of waves at the tone of Brother Wan's unquestionable words. It seems that no matter how time and space change, the things in the bones of the Chinese nation will never be lost. This is like the old song sang, "Friends come to have good wine, if those jackals come, there are hunting guns to greet them..."

  Meng Yao nodded to himself, deciding not to make any more polite remarks. But he knew that from this moment on, he and his assault battalion were closely tied to every person and every inch of land here.

  At this time, Xiaohua walked in softly and looked at Mengyao timidly before looking at Wangtai and saying: "Sister, everything is ready in the kitchen. Master wants me to come over and invite... invite the leader of the bandits who are not ordinary people, and go with the leader together. It's just that... it's just that..." At this point, Xiaohua clearly choked back a sob.

  "Useless," her brother glared at Xiaohua with a scowl, "Are you worried because the house is empty?"

  "Uh-huh." Xiaohua responded, lowering her head.

  Meng Yao stood by silently, listening quietly, slowly furrowing his brow, and secretly making up his mind: such a situation could not be allowed to continue, everything had come to an end when it reached him.

  Brother Pan pushed open the small flower door and smiled at Meng Yao, saying, "Please, let's go to our kitchen to have a meal."

  Master Kong Xue Meng looked at Meng Yao and hastily got up to welcome him, saying: "I'm really sorry, Meng Touling. In a poor and remote place like this, the food is all the same everywhere, so please forgive me for the crime of having you eat in a humble kitchen."

  "No, I like eating in the kitchen." Meng Yao smiled and suddenly looked at everyone, "Oh, it's the stove room. At home, I like to eat in the stove room. No need to run back and forth, and can also increase appetite."

  Meng Yao's words left everyone stunned, all eyes fixed on Master Kong Xue Meng. Unfortunately, Kong Xue Meng also seemed to be in a daze, as if he had been pondering Meng Yao's words for half the day. Wang'er could only glance at the table, and upon doing so, her face turned angry.

  "Lin Er Gou, Lin Er Gou—"

  Lin Erdou ran over upon hearing the noise. Xiangdi gritted his teeth and pointed at the dinner table, saying: "What I just said, was eaten by you like a dog?"

  Meng Yao raised his eyes and looked at the dinner table, and couldn't help but shake his head secretly. Looking at Lin Er Gou's almost crying appearance, he hurriedly stopped Xuan Di from making a lion's roar again, turned around and said to Niu Gang who was following closely behind him: "You run back to the camp immediately and tell the cooking squad to send some dinner over right away, make it quick."

  "Yes," Niu Gang replied quickly this time. Apparently, he had also seen the goods on the dinner table.

  In less than ten minutes, the cooking class arrived.

  Looking at the busy warriors, a group of bandits rushed up with excitement, carrying and holding them on their shoulders, almost using their mouths. Only Kong Xue Meng closed his eyes, pretended to be elegant, shook his head and said: "It's a shame for Su Wen, it's a shame for Su Wen."

  Wan's younger brother looked at the cooking utensils and curiously asked, "This... Meng Yao, you're all out on a trip, how do you still have a kitchen?"

  "This..." Meng Yao hesitated, picking up a stainless steel lid, unsure of what to say for the moment.

  "Just like yours..." Meng Xiong said, suddenly focusing his gaze on Meng Yao's waist, his face slightly flushed as he pointed and gestured: "I'm guessing it's a short cannon too, but it looks like it's much more magnificent than mine. If you don't mind, let me take a look."

  Actually, from entering that small house, Meng Yao had seen that Pan Ge's gaze was always on his waist, hesitating and uncertain. It made him feel uneasy for a while. He should have said it earlier, letting him think wildly for half a century. Right, wasn't it more than half a century since he came back from the other side? Anyway, popularizing knowledge is something that has to start sooner or later. Meng Yao smiled and quickly drew out the handgun from his waist, checked the safety catch, and handed it over to Pan Ge with both hands.

  "Ah, ah," Pangdi took over the pistol, fondling it lovingly and couldn't even speak.

  Meng Yao looked at his younger brother, but couldn't bring himself to smile. Anyone else would have been overwhelmed by the technological advancements that had taken place over more than half a century, and his brother's reaction was no exception.

  "Can I use it now?" asked Tongdi with a eager face.

  Meng Yao really wanted to refuse, but he knew he couldn't. However, he didn't want to take the risk easily either. After thinking for a moment, he looked at Xiangdi who was already extremely excited and carefully explained: "How about this, Head Xiang? I promise not only to let you use it, but also to give you a gun like this. In addition to you, I will also give each of your headmen a long gun. What do you think? But you have to agree to one condition."

  Bother suddenly became alert and stared at Meng Yao, "You say."

  Meng Yao couldn't help but smile, "Don't say such things again before I teach you how to use this gun."

  After a while, Meng's younger brother couldn't help but urge, "Go on, what else?"

  "It's gone." Meng Yao spread his hands.

  "Brother, is that all? What about now?" he muttered in disbelief.

  "Now?" Meng Yao glanced at the table full of dishes and suddenly said with a rumbling stomach, "Now is certainly the time to eat meat in big chunks and drink wine from large bowls."

  "Haha, eating meat in big chunks and drinking wine from large bowls, I love it! It turns out that Meng Touling is also a connoisseur of this way of life!" Zhu Dahu and Lin Erdou were already salivating at the prospect, especially since Meng Yao's words echoed their own golden rule for living. How could they not be overjoyed? Unfortunately, their excitement at hearing about eating meat was ten thousand times greater than when Meng Yao gave them guns as gifts. It seems that to stand firm in this era and achieve their ideals, he still has a long and difficult road ahead of him.

  Right in the middle of eating and drinking, a dull gunshot sound came over, and an endless echo formed between the surrounding mountains.

  Soon, everyone grabbed their guns and rushed out, especially Zhu Dahu and Lin Erdou, who were as fast as rabbits. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared from people's sight. Meng Yao watched with a nod. Bandits, it seems that bandits are not all useless. This seemingly weak woman's brother is actually not simple. He comforted Niu Gang, who was rushing over with his gun, and then bowed to Brother Fan, saying: "Brother Fan, the leader, I'm full of food and wine, and I should take my leave."

  "Alright." Meng's younger brother didn't make any pretentious gestures, stood up and gazed into the distance, then said solemnly: "Leader Meng can rest assured and leave, I have 800 strong soldiers. If there is any minor disturbance, it will not affect you at all. However, what you just said..."

  "Oh," Meng Yao replied affirmatively, "Don't worry about this matter, I'll definitely come again tomorrow."

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