The red powder cooked in the pot is chili powder. Since Zhao Peng accidentally got this thing, it is like a treasure. Chili can be cooked and served very well. Of course, in addition to cooking, it can also be used to make some useful things, such as chili water sprayed with people, and the ten thousand enemies used to add chili during wars.

In fact, chili peppers were brought to the Ming Dynasty by Western colonists in the early years, but the chili peppers that were just introduced were regarded as ornamental plant planting, not seasonings. In the original time and space, it was not until the early Qing Dynasty that Sichuan people who liked spicy food and Hunan people discovered the mystery of chili peppers, so they replaced dogwood with chili peppers and began to grow chili peppers on a large scale.

Before chili, Sichuan cuisine and Hunan cuisine used dogwood. The thing was not as spicy as chili. It tasted a bit strange and uncomfortable. Later, when there was chili, I found that the pepper was fragrant and spicy, and the taste was much better than dogwood. So later in Sichuan cuisine, Hunan cuisine completely gave up dogwood and used pepper instead.

In his previous life, Zhao Peng knew how cruel the waterboard invented by Americans was. He was cruel and ruthless and even added ingredients to the waterboard and replaced ordinary water with chili water. The effect was sour and refreshing.

"You, what are you doing?" Chen Hongfan yelled in horror when he smelled the spicy smell from the iron pot. Of course, he knew that the Jinyiwei would not prepare anything good for him, it was definitely something like cruel torture instruments. He tried hard to struggle, but his hands and feet were tied to the door panel, and he could do nothing except shouting with his mouth.

Before he could react, a wet towel covered his face. After Chen Hongfan's face was covered, he felt a feeling of being unable to breathe. He tried desperately to open his mouth, but as soon as his mouth opened, the wet towel immediately blocked his mouth, making him even more breathless. He could only give up the meaningless struggle and lay quietly, thinking about the next step and didn't know what the Jinyiwei wanted to do.

I don’t know how long it has passed, but Chen Hongfan, who was lying on the door panel, felt that the door panel was lifted up, his feet were raised, and his head was tilted downward. The wet towel covering his face completely blocked his nostrils and his mouth blocked, making him feel suffocating and uncomfortable.

"Start!" I heard someone shouting.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Hongfan felt the wet towel on his face being poured with a scorching liquid. He only felt the liquid penetrated into his nostrils. The suffocation and the choking chili water were so uncomfortable. It was difficult to breathe, and pepper water was poured into his mouth and nose. The waterboard invented by the CIA in later generations was unbearable. What is the enhanced waterboard with chili water? It feels so satisfying when you think about it.

When Gong Xiaoda saw Chen Hongfan struggling desperately under the towel, he could feel that the guy must be in great pain now. After scoops of pepper water poured on the towel, Chen Hongfan's struggle became bigger and bigger, his mouth opened and closed, and a red liquid spurted out from under the towel. As he struggled, the rope that tied his hands and feet made a sound. This kid tried to break free from the rope, but how could the thick hemp rope soaked in water be able to break free?

Chen Hongfan, who was detained opposite, also received a slaughtered chicken. After eating the slaughtered chicken, he slept for a night and was about to set off on his way early the next morning.

The next morning, Zakana and Chen Hongfan were loaded into the prison cart. The rat-tailed braids on their heads were hung on a wooden beam on the prison cart. The Jinyiwei carried the prison cart out of the Beizhen Fusi Yamen and began to parade along the streets and alleys of Nanjing. Ning Wan, Tang Qilong and others were handcuffed and shackled, and their hats were taken off. The braids on the heads of several envoys of the Qing Dynasty were tied together. The Jinyiwei held the ropes and dragged the tied braids to escort them to watch Lingchi's execution.

The prison carriage containing Zakana and Chen Hongfan arrived in front of the Xiaoling Mausoleum of Ming Dynasty. The Jinyiwei took the two from the car and took them to the steps.

Chen Hongfan was kicked to the ground by the executioner, pressed his head down and pressed it into the groove of the guillotine.

Zakana was tied to a pillar, and the executioner removed his shirt. The executioner who was in charge of the operation took a sip of wine. At this time, he only heard a call for "execution". Zhao Peng, who was in charge of the execution, grabbed the arrow and threw it on the ground. The executioner took another sip of wine, sprayed the wine on the knife, and then slapped the remaining wine on the palm of his hand. Then he slapped Zakana's hairy chest with his palm. Zakana felt his heart suddenly shrink, and the executioner waved the knife quickly. In a blink of an eye, the two heads on his chest were cut off.

The executioner in charge of Chen Hongfan waved his ghost-headed sword, and the sword light flashed, blood stormed, and a huge head fell to the ground.

Seeing Chen Hongfan's head fall to the ground, Zakana felt a piercing pain in his chest before he could even scream. Then the executioner had already cut his body for more than a dozen times, peeling off his flesh piece by piece like a duck.

"Okay! OK!" The people around were applauding.
Chapter completed!