Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 88 Freshmen

Amid the faint smoke of morning cooking and the aroma of cooking,

Wang Jian, a new soldier in the garrison who looked plague and hunched over, took a semicircular food utensil made of bamboo cuts and cuts them, followed by the long team, and mechanically completed a series of movements such as washing faces, cleaning mouths, and tidying up and dressing. Finally, he appeared next to the hot kitchen and pots, and received his breakfast food;

He was still satisfied with two steamed dumplings and a spoonful of spoons of slimy vegetable porridge. You should know that even when he was at home, he didn't have much chance to eat these things; black and rotten bran and vegetables, as well as tree bark and grass roots from time to time, were the things that occupied most of his time;

And you can eat three meals a day here, which is a good thing only when the farming season is rushing to harvest. What's more, lunch, rice or cakes, which are good things that may not be obtained even if you work hard for the wealthy family. Therefore, for him, the extra late meal is completely profitable.

But at the moment they still cannot start eating immediately, but have to complete a few follow-up speeches and declarations on the rebel flag under the leadership of their respective fire leaders.

It is nothing more than using all his strength to shout "My parents gave birth to me, the rebels' food and clothing", "The heaven makes up for the average, and everyone is full and warm", or "killing officials to divide the land, peace in the world", "fighting injustice, and the poor man turns over", or even "the master died of fat, and the poor man forced him to die", "After urging food, tears dry", etc., such words that are so ruthless, or extremely subversive to the past;

If you say something bad, or have mistakes or are weak, you will be punished; in this collective atmosphere and some serious ritual process, as long as you have little slowness or hesitation, it will lead to the scolding of each other and even the addition of fists and kicks. If you don’t change your lessons, you will be punished to stand up, resist the woods, and deprive yourself of premature food and be sent to the labor force.

At least, the person responsible for urging his team of dead Wu Toulu to wander around was not so patient; and he didn't want to be punished again while watching others swallowing their voraciously, and he could only swallow his saliva desperately. That was simply too torment and trouble.

Then after eating breakfast, before starting to line up, and before lunch and evening meals, they also read and shouted similar contents last time; and Wang Jian also experienced this, from the initial timid and afraid to speak, to the later use of all his strength to vent his pleasure and comfort.

Because his real name is Wang Jian'er, Jian'er. Because many brothers and sisters in the family died, he broke half a bucket of food that was born between his teeth. Mr. Donghu, who asked fortune teller, to change the word Jian, which means to be healthy and healthy. But he finally grew to the day of recognition, but his parents left early in the increasingly difficult world and failed to see this day alive.

And while he was reluctant and worried, he gradually got used to shouting with everyone many times, and after he felt something that he couldn't figure out, he gradually understood that the depression and caution caused by his parents' early death and the difficulties in the world seemed to have been vented and cleared, making people feel much more comfortable.

But he actually looked forward to it more that after eating late, at least after it was dark here, he would not have to take care of the lights and sleep early in the morning. Instead, there were other things to do and enjoy, such as the whole team surrounded the last bit of embers and light of the fire pit, checking their own hygiene, talking about their respective origins and pasts, singing the little songs from their hometown, blowing bamboo whistles and Ye Dier to make everyone happy.

Only those who practice or perform best during the day will get the opportunity to enter the brightly lit canteen; there are people who are called young men who will tell them all kinds of experiences and stories and ancient legends; but those who come back will have red eyes or are eager to find someone to vent and tell them.

So they vaguely knew that these stories and experiences were all related to the various roots and basic principles of the poor men who were born to suffer and suffer, and were forced to desperately resist the injustice of the world.

"You're so tired of each other..."

When Wang Jian was distracted, he was woken up by Wu's head with a bad face again, and quickly picked up a straight bamboo stick from the shelf. After using the blunt end of the cloth to stain the basket with white dust, he used all his strength to poke forward and jerk forward with all his strength in the whistle and command.

Then, like the others in the queue, they trembled their hands and poked the air in a short while, and landed on the edge of the grass-rooted pile of people. Then, they quickly retreated amidst the shouts and scoldings, and continued to move forward.

Only amid the shouts and pains of Wang Jian left and right; from time to time, some people knelt on the ground with force, some people suddenly lost their strength and couldn't get angry, and they flew into the dust with people and poles; some people simply panicked the poles and slammed the poles in the left and right, and slapped them with others, disrupting the thorny state of the fire...

After a long and chaotic struggle, the worst-performing new soldier was pulled out and forced to tie a helmet made of straw and wood chips. He stood in front of others bloated and clumsy, and began to act as a ready-made target for everyone to serve as a warning to others.

First, I was struggling with poles that were struggling for more than ten rounds, and I just needed to dodge and not retreat. After this, I was hit. Although there were no obvious scars on my skin, it could hurt so much that I couldn't eat well and sleep well for most of the day;

If the person who performs poorly many times, he will have to accept further punishment; they have to put on heavy protective gear of straw and wood chips, and serve as targets for the sound shooting team, and among the blunt-headed feather arrows flying all over the sky, they screamed and screamed and ran back and forth until they used up their last bit of strength.

As the sun gradually rose, some people in the ranks of new soldiers in the ranks of the garrison were constantly fainting or exhausted, and then dragged away on the spot while others continued to make up for it. No matter whether the awkwardness they showed was true or false, they would inevitably be sent to the fifth brigade, which could only bear the minimum labor and basic rations.

Wang Jian was really reluctant to stay in the army for the benefit of three days. Although he was so dark in front of him, he was dizzy and as if there were many insects buzzing, he still gritted his teeth and encouraged him to support him.

I don’t know how long it took, Wang Jian, who felt sore and weak hands and feet, could collapse on the ground at any time, finally waited for a whistle that represents lunch. He finally squeezed out a little strength from his body, hurriedly put the bamboo stick in his hand back on the shelf, and then staggered to join the team heading to the kitchen.

After lunch and a short rest, afternoon exercises will make people feel a little more relaxed, because it is more about formation and array content. Although it is still boring and monotonous, it can give your arms and arms a good rest.

After a while, a newly steamed handful of brown rice balls and a thick soup and salted vegetables covered it, which immediately made him forget all his fatigue and hard work, and devoted himself to this, originally he had only tasted it several times since he was a child, and only saw the delicacies on the day of worshiping his ancestors during the harvest year.

Suddenly, half of the browned cake fell on his almost licked food utensils, which made Wang Jian shocked. It was a big deal to snatch other people's food by himself. Then he saw that Wu Toulu, who had always had a bad face, was still holding the remaining half in his hand.

"It's not ashamed of us."

He left this explanation hard, and turned around and left.

...separator...

In another place, Zhou Huaian was eating sweet soy milk and dipped in hot sauce with fried dough sticks, while looking through and listening to various rewards in the camp.

Although these are all things in later generations and inconspicuous, they represent a certain level of luxury and enjoyment in this era; because soy milk needs to be ground, filtered, and gypsum needs to be rinsed to barely meet the lower standards of later generations; and the refined sugar that can melt quickly, a whole pot of oil, and finely ground flour strips are all rare objects of the times.

The spicy sauce is a bit simpler, but the powder made of cornus and pepper is only fried with fermented black beans and oil. It is just an improved and upgraded version of the appetizing and refreshing vinegar ginger slices and salted cornus for soldiers.

Therefore, even though he experimentally formed a complete set of equipment and processes, the amount he could actually supply was only dozens of people within a small range, including himself; almost the leader and close people would be gone.

A pot of soybean oil or vegetable oil that can be freely controlled every day also means more fried foods with different styles, from the simplest rice, flour, cake, balls, to fruits and vegetables eggplant, courgette, leek, leek, radish, vinegar, mushroom, to various poultry and livestock parts, meat and egg products, and even fish, shrimp, crabs and other seafood products;

Anyway, you have to use the oil over and over again to the extreme. In the end, you almost turn black and yellow and cannot filter the residue. You can also use it as the base oil for cooking, and specially collect the leftovers to the pot, and then process and make them. This is the private benefits and benefits of the dozen people around Zhou Huaian.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next