The carriage arrived at the gate of Nanyuan. This was Zhuzi's first visit to Nanyuan.
Zhuzi looked up and saw that this palace gate was an archway-style gate like Di'an Gate. Like Daming Gate and other gates in the imperial city, it had a similar shape and was not in the style of a city gate.
The soldiers on guard got the news and knew that there would be extra meals today. Looking at these huge caravans pulled by oxen, their eyes were filled with fire.
The four cars in front were covered with bitter cloths, and it was unclear what was inside. The two cars behind could clearly be seen to be filled with frozen fat pork.
It's not winter yet, so frozen pork can only be taken out of the ice cellar.
These soldiers have long been envious of the residents of the capital who have food books. They can buy cheap food, and they can also buy three taels of fat per person a month. The food books are issued new every year, and in addition to food stamps, they
, and there are also meat tickets. Every month, each person in the family is entitled to a meat ticket worth three taels.
At this time, looking at the two cars full of fat, I swallowed with excitement.
Now they can also keep a grain book. They can also cut a few kilograms of meat every month. Their wives and children can also taste the taste of meat.
The soldiers quickly opened the door to let them in so they could cook quickly. They hadn't eaten fatty meat slices in years. Just thinking about it made their stomachs growl.
The convoy passed through Nanyuan and came to the open space outside Huotoujun's kitchen. They parked one by one.
One hundred and twenty soldiers from the Huotou Army's Hundred Household Station have been waiting for a long time. They are simply eager to see what they are doing.
Zhang Zhenwu nodded and bowed his hands and said: "I dare to ask my little brother, but the commander sent me to deliver noodles."
Zhuzi jumped out of the car and returned the greeting with his hands in hand: "I don't dare to accept the courtesy of the adults. I just came to deliver food to the army. The master emptied all the noodles from the supermarket, a total of 28 tons, and they are all here. The two cars behind
It’s 14 tons of fat meat. There is also a cart of soybean paste, salt, spices, and seasonings. Two carts of dehydrated dried vegetables. They will be here soon. They are all for you."
Zhang Zhenwu's eyes turned red for a moment, and he said: "On behalf of my brothers, I would like to thank you. It is the grace of the commander-in-chief that we can still have meat to eat in this year of disaster."
Zhu Zhu waved his hand and said, "Just thank me, I'm just a delivery person."
"Sir, please check the quantity and sign here for me to unload the truck." Zhu Zhu took out a receipt and handed it to Zhang Zhenwu.
"This, this, I can't write!" Zhang Zhenwu suddenly became nervous.
After receiving the things from the little brother and giving them a receipt, it means that everything has been delivered. He still understands this.
However, he was illiterate and couldn't read or write. He was scratching his head and head anxiously for a while.
"It doesn't matter, just give me your fingerprint after you have verified it." Zhu Zhu knew that there were many people in Daming who couldn't write, and he himself learned to read in night school. He already had ways to deal with these things.
"Okay, okay, brothers, unload the truck," Zhang Zhenwu shouted. The fire-headed soldiers geared up one by one and started unloading the truck immediately.
After Zhu Zhu took Zhang Zhenwu to count them one by one, he asked him to press his fingerprints, and then went to find Yang Fan with the receipts.
Here, the Huotou Army started to work immediately. Chop the meat and stir-fry the meat sauce, first make the meat sauce and the meat sauce. Then light the fire in the big pot, boil the water, and prepare to cook the noodles for a while.
Yang Fan drank some porridge at noon and was reading the information on the Beijing camp collected by Lin Yueru. He was thinking about how to train them next. He heard someone outside shouting: "Report"
"Come in." Yang Fan did not raise his head and continued to look at the documents.
Zhu Zhu walked in and saw that Yang Fan was busy. He didn't say anything and stood quietly aside.
Xiao Niangpi and Lin Yueru saw him coming in, nodded slightly, and continued to deal with the work at hand.
Their current main job is to work as secretaries for Yang Fan and handle various matters on his territory.
Although the two of them are in the capital, various official documents are delivered by fast horses every day and need to be processed by them, just like in Zunhua.
Yang Fan only considers and handles major matters, and generally leaves the routine matters to Xiao Niangpi. All intelligence matters are left to Lin Yueru.
After Yang Fan finished giving instructions on the work at hand, he stood up and stretched his arms.
I walked over and looked at the pillar. This boy has grown taller. He will be fifteen years old in the New Year.
In this day and age, you can marry a wife and have children at this age. You are basically treated as an adult.
"You kid, you're back from the special training class." Yang Fan asked with a smile.
"Sir, the first graduate of Chen Zhuzhu's special training class came here to report." Zhu Zhu stood at attention and replied.
"Hey! I didn't see it. You're the first to give me a good face. No, I have to test you."
Yang Fan turned around and said: "Don't be busy now, go to the shooting range and see how our little hero is training."
A guard came over carrying a wooden tray. On it was a set of military uniforms of a second lieutenant. They were the uniforms of officers of Yang Fan's system.
"Put it on and go to the shooting range to shoot a few shots." Yang Fan said.
Zhuzi's eyes lit up when he saw this beautiful military uniform. He recognized that it was the uniform of an army second lieutenant. This army second lieutenant was equivalent to the chief flag officer of the Ming Dynasty.
The master rewarded me with this suit of clothes, which meant that I was enlisted in the army. From now on, I will be an officer under the master's system.
Zhuzi was a little excited. He was only fifteen years old and was already an official in the master's system.
Xiao Niangpi and Lin Yueru were both happy when they heard they were going to target shooting. They both liked target shooting the most.
This workshop is for manufacturing weapons, so naturally there is a place for test firing.
On a table, there were more than a dozen loaded double-barreled muskets arranged. Thirty meters away there was a human-shaped chest target.
Zhuzhu put on his military uniform and looked heroic.
Yang Fan's military uniform is a replica of the German military uniform. It looks very handsome. The straight military uniform and shiny leather boots perfectly set off the military temperament.
Zhuzi took a deep breath, adjusted his condition, and said to himself that he must get a good score. He dipped his finger in saliva and stretched out his finger to measure the wind speed.
Then, he picked up a handgun, narrowed his left eye, and pulled the trigger at the chest target in the distance.
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When the smoke dissipated, Zhuzi picked up the next pistol without looking at the target in the distance and continued shooting.
Bang! Bang!
Five muskets were fired in a row and ten bullets were fired.
Yang Fan's eyesight was very good, and he saw that all ten shots hit the target.
Then, Zhu Zhu picked up the gun with his left hand and fired ten more shots in succession.
"Well, that's good. It seems that you studied very seriously in the special training class," Yang Fan shouted: "Report the target!".
In the distance, an officer ran over carrying a target. This man was a veteran of the Jia Ding Regiment.
He first stood at attention and saluted Yang Fan. Then he set the target in front of Yang Fan and said loudly: "Sir, Chen Zhuzhu's target shooting results: ninety-eight rings on the left hand and ninety-nine rings on the right hand."
Although Yang Fan saw that he played well, he still clapped in surprise when he heard this result. Xiao Niangpi and Lin Yueru were also very surprised and clapped along with them.
This result is not easy. Neither of them can beat this well.
This boy is not only smart and capable, but also has excellent military training. No wonder the master thinks so highly of him.
Yang Fan said: "Chen Zhuzi"
"arrive!"
"From today on, you will be transferred to the Intelligence Division and will be led by Director Lin Yueru. Do you have any personal problems?"
Chen Zhuzi said loudly: "No problem."
"Okay, the thirty trainees who will train with you this time will all be awarded the rank of warrant officer. They will form a special operations team, with you as the captain. They will go to the enemy-occupied area of Liaodong to build slaves and carry out a secret mission. The specific mission details will be provided by Lin.
The commander gives instructions to you."
Lin Yueru smiled slyly and said: "This time, the office will assign a special commissioner to your team. The specific tasks are with her. Just listen to her. At any time, she will give you relevant orders.
"Now, I'll give you a seven-day holiday and go home to see your parents." After saying that, Lin Yueru threw him a linen bag.
Zhu Zhu quickly caught it and held it in his hand. It was heavy and made a rustling sound. Needless to say, he knew it was a bag of silver coins. According to the feel, it should be a hundred.
This is a huge reward, a full one hundred taels of silver.
"Master, this reward is too heavy." Zhu Zhu said.
"Take it, you have done enough merit. I have never given you a reward. This time I will give it to you all at once. You go home and settle your parents and sister first. This operation is very dangerous, you have
There is a possibility that you won't be able to come back. You have to be mentally prepared and think about it carefully during these seven days. If you don't want to go, you can tell me when you come back. I will send someone else to go."
"Master, don't think about it, I'm willing to go." Zhu Zhu said firmly.
"Okay, I'm waiting for your triumphant return." Yang Fan patted his shoulder and said, "The edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. Every effort will be rewarded. I hope you can continue to grow and give me more.
surprise.”
"Yes, I will definitely not let you down." Chen Zhuzhu said loudly.