Bai Dong began to worry about his trip to Hexi, and eating seemed to be a big problem.

Breakfast was quite early, and the food crisis in the early Warring States Period was common. Unless it was the aristocratic class and soldiers who were about to go to the battlefield, the rest only ate two meals a day, so breakfast was at Si and supper was at You. Don’t expect midnight snacks, even the literati and nobles had to close the door and enjoy it secretly, otherwise they would be scolded.

When the Qin army came to invite him, Bai Dong loosened his muscles and watched the Qin army bury the pot and make rice with interest. The grain truck was parked on the side of the road, and half of the soldiers were left to guard the food next to each car, and half of the soldiers were eating, and it seemed that they were coming from a different shift.

The soldiers squatting in the car turned out to be responsible for military rations. No one moved the other ration bags, and only untied the bags of grain they were responsible for cooking. In this era, the pot had not been invented, and dozens of people were waiting around a fire. A large pot of pot was hung on the fire, and the bottom of the jar had long been smoked black. Looking around, there were nearly a hundred such fires.

Bai Dong was invited to a fire. In addition to Bai Chong, the Liyang Order, there were also some ordinary soldiers who were drooling while touching their stomachs. Bai Chong, who had the highest official position, was the most unbearable. Before he could get close, he heard his stomach rumbling.

Seeing Bai Dong, Bai Chong waved his hand repeatedly: "Sir, come quickly. After this meal, you have to wait for dinner. You can't miss it. Is the porridge ready? Come on, give Mr. Bai a bowl of chestnut noodles porridge first, and run all the way. How can scholars bear it..."

Just drinking porridge? Seeing a Qin army coming over with a steaming big bowl, Bai Dong looked around for a long time, but didn't see any real goods. He had to give up. He took the big old Tao bowl and looked down, and immediately saw the bright sun and the staring self.

This is called porridge? This is clear water! It would be fine if there is no dry goods, but what is going on with a bowl of clear water? I was furious and turned to look at Bai Chong. Could it be that he was bullying outsiders?

When I got closer, I saw that Bai Chong's bowl was the same. It was not even a slush. It was just a little chestnut-yellow water soup. If it was served with two liang of Goubuli buns, it would be delicious. Who could bear it? Bai Dong frowned slightly. The situation seemed to be more serious than he thought. He had to take measures immediately. Otherwise, he would be starved to death before Ying Lian's old thing was punished.

"Ling Gong, I heard that if a ferocious wild wolf is hungry, it will not be able to catch up with a wild deer; if a strong horse is hungry, it will run slower than a stupid cow; if a wise monarch is hungry, it will become stupid; if a loyal minister is hungry, it will run to other countries... You have so many brave soldiers under your command, and if they are hungry, you are not afraid that they will not be able to protect food, and they will have to be slaughtered when they encounter enemies?" Bai Dong shook the big old bowl.

Bai Chong rolled his eyes: "Scholars like to talk, but if they don't eat enough, they say they don't eat enough, but they just want to pull the wild wolf and horse. Sir, I'm not a fool, would I like to go hungry? We have no food!"

"No food?"

Bai Dong's eyes were bigger than a copper bell, and he pointed to the grain team: "Every car has about ten stones of food, right? I'll forget that the grain team will not have four hundred grain trucks? A total of four thousand stones of food. Tell me that there is no grain, so why do you want the soldiers to starve to death with piles of food?"

"That's military rations!"

Bai Chong shook his head and drank all the noodle soup in one sip: "There are rules for transporting grains. The grain-protecting army brings its own food, but the escorted military rations cannot move any of the military rations, otherwise they will be beheaded immediately! A few days of heavy rain on the road, delayed the trip, and was robbed and killed by Wei Gou several times, and delayed a few more days. Now there is still three days away from Hexi Daying, and the food is almost exhausted. It is good to have noodle soup now."

"Ling Gongtai is ignorant. The soldiers are not full. What should I do if I encounter an enemy again? Is it necessary to give 4,000 stones of military rations to the enemy to be called military rules?" Bai Dong was stunned when he heard this. Did the ancients have all had elm-heads? What military rules would he be abiding by when he was about to faint from hunger?"

"Military rules are military rules. What does the old Qin people have to eat a few fewer bites? They can kill the enemy and protect the food!" Bai Chong stood up suddenly and waved his fist hard.

"Kill the enemy to protect the food! Kill the enemy to protect the food!" Countless Qin soldiers stood up one after another and yelled with him.

They are all crazy people. Bai Dong drank the noodle soup in two or three sips, and if he didn't say much, these people were beyond help.

The plan for poison is to stop food, and the good man can't stand the hunger. When Bai Dong began to regard the moon as a big scallion pancake, he knew that he could not hide his own clothes. He reached out to touch the bag under his head. Not only did there be a book that showed the identity of a scholar, but also the dried noodles and salt prepared by the tribe members for him. I remember that there were several grilled fish. When he left the village, the grass was stuffed with tears in his tears.

These foods are used to save lives in the end, and they also carry Bai Dong's longing for home. They will never use them until the critical moment. So even if they drink noodles for two consecutive days, they still insist on it. If Bai Chong was not too inhumane, he would sprinkle the grilled fish with salt and make it into salted fish to keep it. This was made by Cao'er himself. For these grilled fish, her fingers were pierced by fish bones.

When he opened his bag, Bai Dong was stunned and his eyes began to turn red: "Bai Chong, you a villain who killed thousands of swords! You should not move the military rations without any movement. Could it be that my private property can be plundered at will? Tell me where my dough cakes have gone and where the grilled fish have gone! And the salt, which was obtained by Mr. Bai Long walked a hundred miles of mountain road and exchanged for a whole load of mountain goods, where did he go!"

There were many books, but the food disappeared. Bai Dong had the intention of killing people. A tiger jumped out of the carriage and grabbed the driver's back collar, roaring like a madman.

"It was Ling Gong who took it away and gave it to those injured brothers. Ling Gong said, "The whole army admires the great kindness of Mr. Mr. He. When he arrives in Hexi camp, he will definitely repay it ten times!"

"Ten times repay? Is he still alive to Hexi? I ​​know it! What a robber. Why didn't I say it after taking my stuff?"

Looking back at many carriages in the grain team, there were wounded soldiers lying there. They were the most treated people in the grain team. Bai Chong, who ordered Li Yang, could have some porridge to eat. Bai Dong had actually disappeared. In any era, saving lives and healing the wounded is always the common moral code of mankind. He was just worried about Bai Chong's behavior without complaint.

"Mr.'s dry cakes and grilled fish saved the lives of two comrades. Ling Gong said that it was a thief who did not sue him, and it was a thief who sued him. The Qin people were still brave, so stealing in Qin State was more accused of stealing than robbing him. Ling Gong would rather be a thief, that is, to punish himself severely to comfort Mr. Bai."

"I'm just a fool, I'm not a dead person, I'm using the words inappropriately!"

Bai Dong sat back into the car angrily, stared at the driver's back for a long time: "Are you hungry?"

"Hungry. But don't worry, sir. When I can't hold on, someone will take over me to drive the car for me, and sing Lao Qin..."

"Okay, OK, stop singing your military songs, your ears are calloused. You Ling Gong is a good commander, but unfortunately you are brainless and have caused the army to starve, but you went to rescue a few wounded soldiers alone. What's the use of this? Wait for tomorrow, I have a way to make you fill your stomach and make everyone eat it... "
Chapter completed!