Zhou Yuji smiled sheepishly and said: "Our ration does not include meat. The fat meat is all produced by Xinghe Tuan. They are very interesting. Seeing that our brothers here have too little oil and water, they specially give us one hundred kilograms of fat every day.
Meat, 100 pounds of soybean oil. Under normal circumstances, our food is mainly cornmeal cakes, with some boiled water and cabbage soup. There is no spice for seasoning, just put a piece of salt, and only two taels of lard in one pot.
." In fact, the best life they had was when they were under Yang Fan.
The training was hard at that time, but the food was really good. Every meal had fat pork stewed with radish. In addition to cornmeal steamed cakes as the staple food, there were also dehydrated vegetable soup, cabbage stewed with tofu, and various stir-fried vegetables, spices, oil and salt.
There is enough space for them all.
If you train well, Uncle Dingyuan will also reward you with braised pork and braised pig heads. Occasionally, you will also be rewarded with liquor and candies.
Of course, if you fail to complete the training, you will still have the military stick. Now that they are under the direct jurisdiction of the emperor, they do not have the same treatment as before.
The food and treatment have dropped drastically. The usual food is just chopped corn, porridge and pickles in the morning.
At noon, it’s steamed cakes and boiled cabbage. In the evening, it’s just corn and kidney bean porridge with pickles. It’s hard to see You Xing’er again.
Kimchi was specially reserved by Uncle Dingyuan in a letter to His Majesty, mentioning the problem of night blindness. Fortunately, the house and twenty acres of paddy field that were originally allocated to their families are in their hands.
Military pay was also issued from Xinghe Bank, and no one could deduct it. Although they complained about food and supplies, they were still quite content.
After all, the Ming Dynasty is the only army that can be paid in full now. After Yang Fan handed over this army, the habits of the Ming Dynasty's old army gradually began to appear again.
Morale, training, and food began to slowly decline. At this time, Huang Hao also came to greet Dong Jishu and said: "The army has come to work for the army today, and our Xinghe regiment has been doing a good job to entertain all the generals. I made dumplings today and baked them all."
Sheep, as well as all kinds of stir-fries. There is also Shandong pear blossom liquor. We will not come back until we are drunk from the dinner." Hu Dawei and others immediately became excited. Since the expedition, they have been defeated in a row. Their treatment is not good and they have lost almost all their baggage.
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They ate so poorly that there was food in their mouths. They immediately hit Huang Hao affectionately. Huang Hao said with a smile: "I never thought you could make dumplings in the army, hahaha, I love dumplings."
Hao smiled and said: "It's not done by humans, it's all done by machines. Look, it's over there." A small flag next to him was preparing dinner for these visiting adults.
One person was grinding mutton into meat fillings with a hand-cranked meat grinder. Another person was cutting cabbage and preparing stuffing.
Another person kneaded the dough mechanically. Finally, they put the meat filling into a machine hopper, put the dough belt into another position, and a strong man with thick arms shook the handle.
I saw dumplings as plump as gold ingots falling out one by one. They were caught by Huotoujun in the big basin, and then lowered into the boiling water in the big pot.
Zuo Liangyu said in surprise: "This is really amazing. The dumplings were made so quickly." Huang Hao introduced: "These cooking carts and kitchen machinery are very easy to use. Even if the whole army eats dumplings, we can also
Pack it out. Whether it’s wontons, noodles, steamed buns, steamed buns, pancakes, or meat pies, this machine can make them all. Just change the mold. It’s just that the requirements for the fire-headed army are higher. If you don’t have the strength in your arms, you can’t shake those human machines.
." Hundreds of people in Dong Jishu's group were amazed when they saw this.
The design of these kitchen machines is really ingenious. After a while, a banquet was set up in the open space in front of the handsome tent.
On the ground paved with thick felt, rows of small folding tables were set up, and everyone sat cross-legged.
Roasted lamb, fried bean sprouts, stewed tofu, vegetable soup, grilled eggplant with sauce, canned fish, canned braised pork, smoked red sausage, fried shredded potatoes, boiled edamame, etc. were served one after another.
The staple food includes rice, dumplings stuffed with mutton, radish and coriander, noodles, etc. Huang Hao specially opened 30 jars of Shandong Lihua Baijiu.
Let everyone have a good drink. He knows where Zhou Yuji has gone to His Majesty, and his life is miserable now.
It's no better than when he was under the master's command. After all, Zhou Yuji has always been a military commander of the imperial court, and he is on Zhang Fengyi's line.
Your Majesty is very frugal, and apart from giving them some steamed cakes, pickles, and boiled water spinach, they have nothing else to eat.
Therefore, Zhou Yuji did not face any difficulties this time. He directly allocated materials from the supplies of Xinghe Tuanlian and prepared the dinner.
After all, Dong Jishu sent more than 300 cattle and sheep to work for the army, so he had to arrange a decent dinner.
Huang Hao looked at the old troops guarding Qianhu Station who had only been transferred from the master for a year. Now they have deteriorated too much in all aspects.
Gradually, there was a trend of getting closer to the Ming Dynasty's army. He felt a little sorry for the hard work that the master had put in.
He shook his head helplessly. Looking at more than thirty dishes and five kinds of fruits, Dong Jishu and his party were very happy to eat.
Since they went on the expedition, their food has been very poor, and the generals are not much better. Let's not mention their logistics.
Hu Dawei drank a bowl of red cabbage soup and ate toast. He almost swallowed his tongue. He asked: "Brother Huang, what kind of soup is this made of? Why is it so delicious?" Huang Hao said with a smile: "
The main dish of this soup is called beet. The master experimentally planted it on a thousand acres. It was originally used to make white sugar. However, for some unknown reason, the planting failed and the sweetness was not enough. Later, it was used
Make soup. It's so sweet and delicious." Dong Jishu put down a roasted lamb chop in his hand and said with emotion: "I was sure that Uncle Yuan's soldiers can fight, but I didn't expect that they eat so well. I have been a soldier all my life.
, I realized today that good food means fighting strength." Huang Hao said: "Our Xinghe regiment has only 3,600 troops in total. I can afford to eat well. After all, the business at the iron factory is not bad." Dong Jishu sighed.
He took a breath and said: "Our soldiers and horses in Xuanfu Town can be considered elite. His Majesty has transferred us here for two years. Our military pay has not been in arrears even once. This is already rare in the Ming Dynasty. But it is just a fool.
It's just Hukou. I can't even think about being treated like you." Dong Jishu took Zuo Liangyu, Hu Dawei and others back to the city, and they all sighed with emotion.
Meng Ruhu shouted that if he was given such good treatment, he would be able to achieve the same results as Dingyuan Bo, even against Jian Nu.
However, everyone smiled and said nothing, knowing that he just meant what he said. With the court in such a state, it would be difficult for them to ensure that military pay was paid out on time.