In Jiangning City, not far from Yanziji, the cleaned urban area shows a completely different atmosphere; the few open spaces have been placed on neat wooden tables and straw mats.

"Finally finished the fight..."

For Wang Dun'er, who came to the tea farm at the foot of Tianmu Mountain in Hangzhou, represented the local trainees who were finally able to become regular; she sighed loudly, and the joyful ones began to line up to sit down under the order of the old soldiers leading the team.

Then, under the leadership of these old soldiers, they tried to cross their legs and sang the routine "Military Law Songs" and "Team Songs" and "Nine Articles and Thirteen Rules for Caring for (People)".

Because they were escorting the prisoners over and preparing to ship to the west, they happened to meet the celebration banquet in the local military camp. So when everyone sang the songs, they seemed to be extra hard and loud.

As the focus and key to the previous struggle for offensive and defense, Jiangning City was broken and set fire to the evacuated official army to prevent it. There was almost no intact building outside the stone city.

But then the news of the victory spread, and all places sent gifts to reward the army nearby, and they piled up like a hill outside the grassland. Therefore, the chefs in the local army also made many dishes and served them like flowing water to the celebration banquet at the garrison.

"Is there any dried potatoes and sliced ​​melons today... or bean soup?"

Asking about the different fragrances around, Wang Dun'er couldn't help asking.

"You stupid guy, since you are a reward, what kind of dried potato, melon, sliced ​​bean soup?"

The old man who was in the same table couldn't help but sneer.

"Of course, you can eat whatever you want. The worst thing is to have wine and meat, and enough cakes and rice. The worst thing is to have a few large cans with meat flavors... "

It was as if it was confirming his words. In the sound of saliva, the cart quickly pushed the dishes of the large basin and platters and was sent to the Yanbian table by the smoke and fragrance all the way;

With a dull impact, I saw a large plate of stewed white meat with gray and pink, and scattered onion slices of stewed white meat. There was a lot of heat and fragrance in the heavy trembling place where the trembling energy came;

Then it was like some invisible arrow resounding through the sky, and in an instant, seven or eight pairs of bamboo chopsticks rushing upwards, waving like lightning and arrows, layer after layer was removed;

However, after a moment, my mouth was filled with fat and plump slices, and my throat was filled with sour and salty sauerkraut, which was soaked with gravy, but I couldn't help but look at the bottom of the plate with only a thin layer of soup. I noticed that the old man, who was known as "Lao Liuer", just took a few symbolic bites.

"Boss, why should you give in to us?"

He couldn't help but try to chew the meat in his mouth, so he asked back with a little embarrassed look.

"Your brother is stupid, don't you think that the celebration banquet is just for this meat dish."

The old man leading the team couldn't help but smiled angrily:

"Isn't that not..."

Wang Dun'er looked at the plate that had been eaten completely. However, she remembered that after the helper's house worshipped the ancestors, the adult men of the entire clan just went home with a large pot of sacrificial meat. They were steamed on the rice stalk and then steamed it.

Then, a large bowl of soup was served, but it was water celery soup with pig blood meatballs; I saw crisp, green water celery soup floating, with dark red meatballs as big as babies' fist;

This time they finally didn't have to snatch it. Everyone took turns to pick up a big meatball with soup with wooden spoons. They bite it hard in their mouths with a chewy and tough outer skin, but many slippery egg custard and minced meat were bursting out. In an instant, the delicious taste flowed everywhere on their tongues.

Then there were three shreds of dried shrimps, dried tomatoes, radish, melon strips and bamboo shoots that were slipped through the sweet and sour sauce, crispy fish pine and shredded pork skin, and arranged into five-color, meat-vegetarian cold dishes.

Wang Dun'er just poked and picked it up, slowly creaking and biting it in her mouth, while scooping the refreshing water celery soup along her throat, and frying it and making it hard to stop.

However, another new dish attracted his attention. This time, two large plates of roasted duck with ginger and fried marinated meat. Although they are both dishes from ordinary restaurants, they are not delicious for Wang Dun'er's bitter origins.

The duck meat with enough ginger sauce is fragrant and spicy. You should know that he has put a lot of chickens and ducks since he was a child, but he has tasted it once in his own mouth. He can only think about it when Luo Jue Rat Sparrow is roasting.

He has never seen wild rice rice and cured meat before, but he never thought that the tart roots that were dug out as snacks could be made so salty, fragrant, crispy and delicious.

At this time, he was a little full and had to stop moving between the messy dishes. However, more joyful and helpless troubles began to appear again.

It was the hooves soaked in a large pot of thick soup, and the heat was burnt when the bones and tendons were poked; there was still the residual heat that was rippling in the soup, which was emitting more temptation.

But when he had some difficulty dealing with the next big piece, the belt tendons were sandwiched with fat and oily trotters; a new temptation appeared again. It was a plate of fried cucumber roasted sausage that was fried with oily and crispy.

He hadn't seen sausages in the warehouse while working at the owner's house, but he had never had the chance to really taste them. But when he reluctantly added a few slices and the more he ate them, the soup was served again.

This time, he opened the canned fruits directly and heated, which was something he was fortunate to be very envious when he saw them and always wanted to work hard for them. He just brought a large piece of fruit and floated in the sweet and sour sugar water.

However, he consciously expanded his stomach and intestines a lot, but he was trying hard to warn him the opposite of his feelings of mouth, tongue, ear and nose; "Okay, I'll just drink some sugar water."

He thought so much about it and tasted the sweet and sour soup, and then he picked up a piece of flesh with unfulfilled desire, squeezed it hard in his mouth; the profession of heaven filled his mouth and throat; it was indeed the taste of apricots he had eaten in his early years.

But compared to the green and sour fruits he secretly picked up and ate from his subordinates in his early years, the apricots in this can are ripe, soft, glutinous and sweet;

So he couldn't help picking out a piece again. This time it was a sweeter peach taste, and then a sweet plum; a slightly sour but astringent but sweet green plum...

At this time, he was once again given a shoulder by the old man with a slightly narrow face. Then he noticed that another dish was served, and this time it was a plate of meat made of some kind of bright red sauce.

"Come and try it now. This is a good thing that no one in the Japanese army could eat casually..."

Then the old man turned against the casual normalcy and immediately reminded everyone.

Well, Wang Dun'er, who endured the feeling of being stuffed into his throat and drank some canned water to make it smoother, also learned from the old man to tear off a piece of meat with his hands and try to stuff it into his mouth and bite it.

At this moment, Wang Dun'er's tongue, which was a little dull and mushy, felt a kind of indescribable fresh fragrance as if she was alive again, and made her appetite revived.

“What is this from…”

A auxiliary soldier next to him asked about what Wang Dun'er was worried about.

"Everyone said that you are blessed. This time, you fought on the road and died of exhaustion and fell to death by many cattle and horses."

The old man couldn't help but feel lustful and mysterious.

"It turned out to be beef!!!"

At this moment, Wang Dun felt that he was going to be shocked and numb. That was beef. They were taught since childhood and were regarded as the lifeblood by the peasants. They dared to kill and eat secretly and were punished by the government for being a serious crime. If they touched the beef that would be reduced by life if they could touch it.

"Don't make a fuss when you wait... This is just a rare fresh beef that's being killed right now."

After appreciating their reaction and attitude, the old man spoke slowly without hesitation.

"If it's canned corned beef, there are still many opportunities to see it..."

"Can you kill and eat oxen so randomly in the army?"

However, Wang Dun'er, who was shocked and somewhat dazed, couldn't help but question him.

"It's so possible... the ox is from a special breeding farm, and everyone has a strict origin and purpose."

The old man couldn't help but glared at him.

"The ones who can make canned food are from Annan, Huguan and Guiguan in Lingxi, and they are specially raising fat beef cattle to eat... Of course, if you have the opportunity to go anywhere in the future, you will see beef restaurants and cooked food shops selling various foods, so you will naturally want to eat as much as you want."

So, after all, Wang Dun'er and others were holding on to their original intentions even if they had left their belts, and once again started a round of sabers and swords.

Meimei, who was struggling and unable to stop, enjoyed these extremely abundant rewards, once again strengthened Wang Dun'er's determination to continue to pursue opportunities and futures in the Taiping Army.

At least after seeing so many exciting and thrilling new things and eating such delicious food, he could no longer imagine that he could return to that day, and could only eat braised vegetables all day long and live day by day.

Until the end, Wang Dun'er didn't know how she could barely eat the last staple food she had brought with her mind that she could never waste.

It was the soup base made from local fish bones and fish heads, the rice noodles ground from late-ripening rice in the Taihu Basin, and the milky white fish soup powder was finally made;

Therefore, Wang Dun'er, who touched his stomach with one hand and held his waist with the other, could no longer stand up for a while; like him, there were six other auxiliary soldiers at the same table.

The most greedy unlucky person among them is like a pig's scarlet shrouded in a mud pit, covering his round belly and humming, unable to even turn it over.

The most calm and experienced in this regard is undoubtedly the old man who led the team, "Lao Liu", who was slowly burping slightly while slowly pondering the jar on the table, and drinking the leftovers with meaningful taste.

Because everyone else was overeating, the small jar of wine delivered to each table of eight people was cheaper than the old senior in the army.
Chapter completed!