The fire in the barracks hadn't gone out, the soldiers chatted around the bonfire, they were wearing new cotton coats - all of the same color, about the same size, with a belt to tighten a little, even thinner people could wear them, they held There were drinking glasses filled with hot water, and many of them took off their shoes and roasted their feet by the fire.
Soldiers can't leave the barracks without orders, let alone them, even the centurions and thousand commanders above, if they sneak out, they will have their heads beheaded. , the people around the barracks don't have to worry so much.
Soldiers stay in the barracks for a month before they can go out for two days, and they have to report their itinerary clearly in these two days.
But there are many recreational activities in the barracks - for example, Lin Yuan asked people to get basketball and Cuju, and some simple fitness equipment, similar to the equipment in the fitness center in the park, after the training, soldiers can also find something for themselves work.
Zhao Laosi held a water glass, pulled out a sweet potato from the embers of the extinguished fire under his feet, and blew it twice before peeling it and eating it.
The person next to him laughed at him: "You still have one hidden, what's the hurry? It's not that you won't be able to eat it tomorrow, so if you have broth tomorrow, isn't it better than just eating this one?"
Zhao Laosi ate a sweet potato in two or three bites, but he didn't feel too full. He came to flee, his wife and children died on the road, he had nowhere to go, and he had no relatives in Gaoyou. On the belt of his trousers, he still gritted his teeth and threw himself into the army.
"Such a good thing, tomorrow?" Zhao Laosi licked his teeth, and wanted to lick some sweet potatoes from his teeth.
The comrade laughed at him: "What kind of good thing is this? Nowadays, it is planted the most outside."
"This thing grows faster and grows much longer." The same robe used to farm the land, and when he mentioned this, he also got the spirit, and went over to discuss it with Zhao Laosi in detail, "One day a day!"
"It's just a little bit, I can get so much."
The comrade's skin is dark, and even his teeth are exposed when he smiles.
Zhao Laosi said, "I prefer sweet potatoes."
Everyone around me said, "I also like to eat sweet potatoes. Potatoes are not as sweet and fragrant as sweet potatoes."
"Then sweet potatoes and potatoes, only we can grow them here?" Zhao Laosi asked in a low voice.
Colleague: "These two things are not very picky. Even the inferior ones can be planted and harvested more than others."
Zhao Laosi's eyes widened: "Then... Then when I escaped, I didn't look at the human race all the way."
With the surge in the production of sweet potatoes and potatoes on Lin Yuan's side, the price of food that has always been high has slowly dropped, but Lin Yuan has been holding the price of sweet potatoes and potatoes. Profit-seeking, maybe when I'm hungry, I think it's a good thing to grow sweet potatoes and potatoes, but after the stomach problem is solved, of course I want to earn more.
Now, apart from a few big cities that can make ends meet and sell their own products, other small towns have to rely on him for food.
Sweet potatoes and potatoes didn't flow out, after all, my family didn't have enough to eat.
It's not that no one doesn't want seeds, and there are not a lot of inquiries from various forces.
Food and grass are the top priority at all times. Soldiers need to eat to be obedient, and they must have food to have the strength to go to the battlefield.
But three years have passed since the last time Lin Yuan beheaded and stood up, the businessmen were eager to make a move, but few dared to do it. They all stared at others, wanting to see when others moved.
Sometimes violent deterrence can indeed lead to relatively long-term stability.
"Three days from now, I'm going to draw some people to the town. How do I draw this time?"
The soldiers were still chatting, Zhao Laosi was new and couldn't understand. He stared blankly at his comrades.
The comrade explained: "It is to bring food and clothing to those people in the remote mountains and remote areas."
Zhao Laosi was taken aback: "Whatever they do, that's not..." Isn't he full
Colleague: "Do you know whose soldier you are?"
Zhao Laosi asked in confusion, "The general's soldiers?"
The comrades laughed: "It's Nan Bodhisattva's soldier! You don't even know this? Our Nan Bodhisattva has a natural bodhisattva heart, and we don't see people suffering. That's why we asked us to save those suffering people."
Zhao Laosi was even more puzzled.
These soldiers actually really love that Nan Bodhisattva
Isn't the truth in the world that people who are good are deceived by others, and horses who are good are ridiculed by others
Zhao Laosi has also seen good people, and most of them have no good endings. Instead, they are selfish, mean and cruel people are better off.
"Without Nan Bodhisattva, I would have died a long time ago." The comrade pointed to his nose, "I was thin and lame at the time, and I entered the military camp thanks to the comrades who took care of me, and I was brought back, just like I used to be. , who would waste food to manage me?"
Everyone was noisy, I don't know who started the conversation first, and then they talked about the past, and the good chat time quickly turned into a memory meeting.
When the troops were ordered early the next morning, Zhao Laosi was also selected for the next visit to the town.
All the comrades in the same class expressed their envy to Zhao Laosi after the training.
"It's rare to go out once, don't frown, although the road is a little hard, but it's very interesting."
Zhao Laosi was surprised: "Interesting?"
The comrade crossed his shoulders and said: "It's better than being bored in the military camp, you can still hunt for games, the prey you hunt is yours, you eat dry food if you don't have any prey, you can travel during the day, and you can fall asleep when you close your eyes at night, tired or tired. , but it is rare to be so tired and happy."
Zhao Laosi said, "I don't want to go out, I just want to stay in the barracks."
How good is the military camp, there are thick and warm clothes, at least two sets a year, you can eat enough every day, even if there is no meat, sweet potatoes and potatoes can be eaten with an open belly, one person has a bed, although it is small, but lie down It is not difficult for a big man, and it is not difficult to turn over. When he was at home, no one slept in a bed.
He was afraid that he would go out this time. What if he was left halfway along the way? What if I get lost? He didn't know the way, and he might have starved to death on the way.
Zhao Laosi couldn't sleep, he was afraid of being dragged away in the middle of the night, and he didn't want to go anywhere.
When it was time to assemble in line, the non-commissioned officers who counted the number of people found that there were fewer people. The military discipline in the barracks was strict.
"Elder Zhao? Which class is this from? Where's the monitor?! Call the monitor over here!"
The squad leader was also speechless: "I heard him say before going to bed yesterday that he didn't want to go, but I didn't expect him to have the courage to run away."
It's impossible for such a big living person to disappear from people's eyes in an instant.
"It's said that in the future, if you don't order new recruits, don't order it."
Recruits all have this problem. They will happily stay in the barracks at first, and then they are reluctant to step out of the barracks when they are killed. Only when they are familiar with the people inside and understand the operation inside will they become stable.
There are no deserters here—soldiers who don't want to leave the barracks are in a way no different from deserters.
Zhao Laosi was finally found under the bed. I don’t know how he squeezed in. He couldn’t even get out. While crying, he said: "I don't need food, I don't go out, don't drive me away..."
Such a big person, crying with snot and tears, makes people goosebumps.
The squad leader could only say to the non-commissioned officers who counted: "He probably won't be able to go like this."
The non-commissioned officer sighed: "If you want me to tell you, I shouldn't give the newcomer a chance."
Zhao Laosi got his wish and did not go out with the team. He prefers a small dormitory and the same training every day.
The replacement for Zhao Laosi was also a recruit in the same batch. His name was Feng Gouzu. Because of his good performance, he didn't look thin and he was more courageous than Zhao Laosi, so he was selected. Feng Gouzu Carrying luggage, each soldier carries this thing on his back, which contains the dry food they want to eat and some necessities.
These backpacks are sewn by women, made of the strongest coarse cloth, have a large capacity, have two shoulder straps, and a cloth strip below, which can be tied around the waist, which is much less laborious than before.
Feng Gouzu also rushed across the road, but never in this way. Back then, his stomach was slumped, and all he thought about was whether he could find a job when he reached the destination. Now his stomach is full. Although tired, his body is still full. It's energetic, and he actually still has the mind to look at the surrounding farmland when the whole team is resting.
"It's been barren for several years." Feng Gouzui looked at the barren land and felt distressed.
The other person sighed: "I can't get enough to eat while I'm on the ground."
It's like a joke to say that the farmer farms the land, but abandons the land and leaves his hometown because he can't eat enough.
Feng Gouyu remembered that when he was in his hometown, his parents were busy farming all year round, like hard-working oxen, who never had a day to rest. When they were harvesting, they guarded the golden wheat fields. When the wind blew, the ears of wheat were There was a rustling sound in the ear, but their granary always only had so much food.
At that time, he didn't understand why there was so much grain in the fields, but he still couldn't eat enough.
Feng Gouyu bent down, squeezed a handful of soil, and put it in his mouth. He rushed to the person next to him and said, "This place is good, it's fertile."
"Do you still have the ability to taste soil?"
"Can the old crops handle the style?"
Feng Gou left smiled shyly: "Not necessarily accurate, just a little bit."
"By the way, since there are so many fields here, why haven't you seen the village?" Feng Gou left up and looked strangely into the distance.
Someone replied: "The original people here either escaped or died. Not many people remember the original name of the village."
"But it will probably get better in the future."
Feng Gouzu asked, "What? Will those people come back?"
"That's probably not the case, but Nan Bodhisattva will definitely let people come over."
"Yeah, if Nan Bodhisattva is here, someone will definitely come."
"Nan Bodhisattva is just too good-natured."
"Thanks to Nan Bodhisattva..."