"Chang Huo, do you have any food to eat today?" Luo Hun squinted at He Mulan, who had been blowing for a long time and couldn't even start a fire, and said with a cold face, "There is no ready-made fire pond. Going out for a march, how do you cook in a pot?"
'I have lived two lifetimes, Abu, three lifetimes, and I have never cooked...'
He Mulan very much missed the days when Yuan and Fang were cooking at home.
Depressed, she took the blowpipe in her hand and shouted:
"A Shan Zhiqi! A Shan Zhiqi!"
Before the fire was lit, it was placed outside. The fire pit in the tent was to put red-hot firewood into the tent to keep the tent warm. If you really want to burn the fire for cooking, it is still in the kitchen.
But in winter, the food is easy to be cold, so most of the fire chiefs in the army used the stove in the kitchen to prepare the food early in the morning, and then brought it to the tent and placed it in the fire pit to warm it up. Both meals were eaten like this.
"The Guard is Here"
By the way, the army only provides food for the morning and evening meals. If you want to eat more, you have to go to the kitchen to exchange things yourself.
A'Dan Zhiqi in the tent ran out after hearing Huo Chang's cry, and when he saw He Mulan's face covered in soot, he was immediately happy:
"Huo Chang, how did you do this?"
"Teach me how to make a fire and cook!"
He Mulan was almost depressed by Na Luo Hun's eyes, and immediately asked for help.
"Huh? The fire hasn't risen yet? It's been half an hour... Ah, half an hour is normal..." A Dan Zhiqi was defeated by He Mulan's sobbing eyes, "I'll see, I'll see …”
A Shan Zhiqi squatted and skillfully pulled out half of the firewood. "It's too hard to start a fire, and the blowpipe can't go in to blow it, it has to be from below..."
A Shan Zhiqi fiddled a few times at random, pointed out He Mulan's tricks, and then set the fire on fire.
When the fire started, A'Dan Zhiqi moved the burnt fire into the golden candle, then put it into the fire pond in the tent, and turned around and asked He Mulan:
"Huochang, what about the cooked porridge and rice cakes?"
"Ah? Ah? Ah!" He Mulan immediately put away the admiration on her face and grabbed his hand. "Let's go, I haven't even gone to the kitchen, the fire started in the morning!"
"But there's still an hour left to practice!"
"It's okay, I believe you did a good job in an hour!"
He Mulan pulled A'Dan Zhiqi's sleeve and strode away to the kitchen.
"Why do you think Chief Huo is so familiar with this A'Dan Zhiqi..." Tu Luo Daman rubbed his chin and hung his weapon on the wooden post, "You also come from Woye, that slayer? From the village?"
"Countryside."
"Last name?"
"I am a slave-turned-military household with no surname." Killing Ghost grinned, not at all ashamed of his origin.
"Slaves transferred to military households, that killed a lot of Rouran people. Why are they still in the new barracks?"
"I didn't follow the master, I was thrown out." Killer Ghost is a person with a weird personality, while Tuluo Daman is very straightforward, and he doesn't care at all.
"Hey, you said that the guy sleeping next to Huo Chang is the man in the army who disguised himself as a man in rumors?" Hu Lihun asked Pu Zhan, a recruit who had been in Heiyi earlier and had never been promoted, "You've been in the army for a long time. , have you heard of this person?"
As soon as he saw that person move, his whole body felt numb.
"Ah, Di Yefei, the beauty of Di, Bai Yingzhihua, everyone says he's a woman, but if he were a woman, he would still be able to stand so well? I heard that there was a dick under him, and someone watched when we urinated together. passed."
Pu Zhan shook his head, "He has a bad temper. He just kicked a recruit's egg not long ago. Don't mess with him."
"Where can I provoke him, I feel satisfied just by looking at him." Hu Lihun covered his nose and thought wildly. "Ah, I don't know if she has a sister at home."
"I don't have a sister at home." Di Yefei's hoarse voice suddenly came from the door. The person in the tent looked up and saw Di Yefei, who was wearing only a single shirt with half of the collar open, came in from outside the tent. .
He probably went out to ride a horse or practice martial arts. He was sweating all over his body, and the top of his head sweated the most. Due to the cold weather in the Montenegro camp, the sweat liquefies when it is cold, making him look like the pores on the top of his head and face are smoking, and the whole person has the effect of cloud and smoke, as if a fairy is taking a bath.
In addition, after the exercise, there was a "sweet red" (?) on his fair face, and the nose of Toluo Daman and the others who were looking straight at him felt hot. Even if he knew that he might be a man, he couldn't help bending over.
Ouch I fuck! Demon!
How are you doing tonight!
Di Yefei went to the tent, threw his shoes aside, and walked in barefoot. This was the rule set by He Mulan, the "fire chief". Anyone who entered the bed must take off their shoes.
The tents are not like Heishan City, which has heated kangs and shops. Since the Montenegro Camp is a real military camp, all tents can be opened, so they sleep on the ground. The sleeping side is called the mat, which is covered with thick leather pads and mattresses.
When He Mulan died for the first time, he had seen people in the Central Army wearing shoes on the bunk, and then rolling around on the bunk at night. Sometimes when she sleeps, she can smell the foot odor on the pillow, or see the gray footprints on the quilt, and she doesn't know who stepped on it.
Tuluo Daman and Shagui, who wanted to resist, joined forces to fight with He Mulan, which ended in a disastrous defeat. Na Luohun, A'Dan Zhiqi, and Di Yefei didn't care about it, but the two brothers Puzhan and Poussang knew that if they wore shoes all day long in winter, they would go to bed at night.
When Di Yefei came back from martial arts training, it was hot. He got on the bunk and found a water bag and lifted it up and chanted. The beauty raised her head and swallowed her neck.
"Where's the meal?" Di Yefei felt even more hungry after drinking the water. In the past, when he came back from the morning exercise in Baiying, he had already had food delivered, but now he saw that the fire pond was empty, and there was not even a single chestnut dregs in Diaodou. Very happy.
If the fire chief cannot feed the stomachs of those who share the fire, what is the use of asking for it
"Our fiery master doesn't even know how to make a fire..." Hu Li scoffed disdainfully, "I see that he is also someone who hasn't done any work at home. It's not as good as that brother named A'Dan Zhiqi..."
From the time they reported to the clerk, he had a blank face, seeing them as if he had seen something terrible. Even if he is the champion of the recruits, he is a latecomer. Whether it is the Platts brothers who have been in the Black One for a few months, or he and Shagui who have been promoted from other teams, they are all seniors, and he turned out to be good. …
Damn, as soon as I arrived, I assigned Di Yefei to sleep on his left and Adan Zhiqi to sleep on his right!
Who does he think he is? Emperor? Also hugging left and right!
accurate! Very upset!
Di Yefei was quite satisfied with this fireman. He didn't move at night, and he didn't lie down in his arms and pretend to be stupid. I slept soundly at night, very honest.
It's just that the skin is too light, and when I woke up in the morning and saw him, my face was flushed and embarrassed.
But he was also used to it. Who taught his grandmother to behave like this when she was pregnant, if others blush, he would be surprised.
"It's enough to be good at the hands. When you're hungry, you'll always be full. There's a stronger fire, and you'll die more slowly." Poussin, who had been silent for a while, suddenly opened his mouth. "Heiyi's recruits did not stay for three months. They were either promoted to the regular army or died. Our brothers made a mistake, otherwise they would also be promoted."
"Huh? What's wrong?" Hu Lihun asked curiously.
"We... killed the wrong person." The two brothers didn't want to say more, and stopped talking.
While he was talking, He Mulan carried two large earthen pots back into the fire, while A'Dan Zhiqi held a clay pot full of rice in his hand, and then entered the house.
"It's too late for the biscuits today. Let's eat some chestnut rice and radish soup. I'll go early tomorrow and make some dry food for you." He Mulan was also shocked to death in the kitchen. It was bigger than her bathtub, and it would be exhausting to finish a meal for ten people.
She has already made an agreement with Adan Zhiqi. In the future, he will be the chef. She will only fight. If she really does it, this hot person will not want to eat on time within a few months.
"Ah, there's still something to eat? It's really strange." Hu Lihun pouted.
Na Luohun looked at A'Dan Zhiqi, who had been laughing all the time, and then at He Mulan, who had put the crock pot on the ground, silently took out a bowl from his bag and went into a basin to serve rice.
For a time, all the people in the tent came together.
"Where's Tuluo Daman?" He Mulan looked at it and saw that one of the nine people in the same fire was missing.
"Just screamed and went out."
Hu Lihun was also very hungry, so he didn't have time to use the rice spoon, so he grabbed two handfuls and threw them into the bowl, and took them aside to eat.
Na Luo Hun originally got the rice spoon before Di Yefei. When Di Yefei came back from martial arts practice in the morning, his stomach was rumbling and drumming. Na Luo Hun held the rice spoon and glanced at Di Yefei who was standing beside him. He turned the spoon in his hand and handed it to him: "You eat first."
Di Yefei was stunned for a while, took the rice spoon, thanked him, and filled the meal.
Na Luohun turned his head slightly red, pretending to see which crock had more soup in it.
He Mulan waited for everyone to finish their meals before they started to serve them. Just after eating two mouthfuls, Toluo Daman, who was full of water, also got into the tent. When the meal came, he didn't take the bowl, and just reached out and grabbed it in the pottery basin. Put the meal in your mouth.
"Hey, Brother Tuluo, why are you so full of water?" A'Dan Zhiqi didn't know what happened before, and looked at him strangely, "This is a cold day, be careful not to catch a cold. My cold is just right, and it dragged on for more than half a month. , is really miserable.”
"It's alright, water it up and clean it up."
Tuluo Daman continued to gobble without caring.
He Mulan, a hot newcomer, ate too late, and before he could eat a few bites, the drums of the right army drilled. Na Luohun and the others scolded the damn thing, dropped the bowl in their hands, put on the leather armor and ran out immediately.
In the early morning, we practiced formations and various evolutions. Unlike other countries, Dawei was mainly cavalry, so the most important thing was equestrianism and riding archery.
Everyone in the army has a horse, and those who don’t have a horse can only go to labor or hard labor. If the horse dies on the battlefield, the army will also replenish the horse, but the food and grass will be deducted as compensation. Therefore, everyone cherishes their mounts, and does not dare to slack off in horsepower.
The ancient military command system was chaotic, and even if the three armies left and right were commanded, the methods of command were not necessarily the same. In addition to beating the drums, calling the gold to withdraw troops, and changing the flag, every captain of a hundred-man team has a team flag, every thousand-man team captain has a horned flag, and the captain of a cavalry general has a tooth flag. How to sound, how to sound the drum, how to move the flag, we must learn little by little.
He Mulan had just learned from the Central Army, and when he arrived at the Right Army, he found that the golden drums had not changed, even though the Right Army under the banner was so varied, he had to learn it all over again.
In fact, the generals learn more formations and semaphores. Soldiers only need to know some basics and know how to run with the captain. The password and signal flag will keep changing. As long as you follow the right person, you will probably not be wrong Where to go.
Before He Mulan died, he was in the Central Army, and the flags of the Central Army were seldom moved, probably because the Central Army were all elites, and the orders were just like one person. It was enough to listen to the captain's long roar.
Many people died in this right army, and many people entered. In the recruit camp, there were endless training cavalry formations and military formations during the day. He Mulan had been instructed before that the fire chief was also responsible for the same fire on the battlefield. During the battle, all the flag orders and flags have been overturned and erected. One drum and two drums have driven crazy. Rao Shi admits that he has read books for more than ten years and is very good at rote memorization. Also a brain fog.
She took out the ass-wiping paper from her bag and shook her head.
I wanted to keep it for a rainy day, but it didn't take long, so I could only use toilet chips to solve it.
Fortunately, she brought toilet chips when she went out, otherwise she really didn't know what to do.
Seeing He Mulan taking out the paper from the bag, most of the people in the tent couldn't help but glanced straight in He Mulan's direction.
I saw her taking out rough paper, a writing brush, and ink cartridges. After sitting at the desk, she wrote on the paper and rambled:
"Dash forward, feint upside down, shake three upside down... What's going on with three upside downs?"
"Three uprights, there is deceit ahead, and you should stay put."
Psump and the two brothers spent the longest time in the black camp and answered the call immediately.
"Ah, yes, thank you!"
He Mulan's eyes lit up, and she immediately wrote down her thanks on the paper.
A good memory is not as good as a bad writing. When she writes down everything she said during the day, and reads it a few times at night, she will memorize it. The boot camp really came well, otherwise she wouldn't even be able to read the flag. If the centurion died, wouldn't she just look at the flag of the centurion in a foolish way
Bah Bah Bah, no one will die!
He Mulan was serious about writing and drawing, and the envious voice of Killing Ghost suddenly came over.
"Huochang, can you write? Are you not from Xianbei?"
"Ah, my grandmother is a Han Chinese, and my grandfather can write a little. I can't even write essays, so I can write some commonly used characters."
As soon as He Mulan said this, everyone in the tent showed complicated expressions except Na Luo Hun.
The Xianbei people have language but no writing, and the Han people will not easily teach the writing to the Han people. Ordinary military households have the money to find a famous teacher to buy weapons, and the money is not enough, where is there any spare money to go to the master to learn to write!
Even Han Chinese, few can write, let alone Xianbei people.
Therefore, many Xianbei people died on the battlefield, and not even a word was left behind. Even if there is no one around when I die, I don't know how to start writing a blood book.
In this illiterate right army, communication relies on shouting, being able to read is a remarkable skill.
"That Huo Chang, I'll bring a letter to my grandmother back home, you can write it for me, and I'll buy you paper." Tu Luo estimated that he and He Mulan were the best acquaintances in the entire account, and he shamelessly exchanged words. Ask: "If you have any assignments, I will answer them."
"it is good."
Knowing that Xianbei people are generally illiterate, He Mulan nodded and agreed.
"Just give you the paper."
"And me." A Dan Zhiqi's eyes were eager. "I have a wife and son in my family. If I can, I hope I can write a few letters for me. If I meet a team going to Wuchuan, I just ask someone to send it."
There are also caravans in Heishan City. If you pay a little bit of money and food, and when the letter arrives, you will be rewarded. Everyone is willing to deliver the letter for them, which can be regarded as a livelihood.
"Row."
All of a sudden, the discussion in the tent was hot, and even Di Yefei, the coldest man, couldn't help but came over and asked He Mulan if it would be convenient for He Mulan to write a letter for him in a few days.
'knowledge is power! Knowledge is the primary productive force! '
He Mulan, who didn't know how easy it was to get good impressions, agreed to this and responded to that. Suddenly, she felt that she was very popular, and she was a little flattered.
Especially Di Yefei.
When she was young, Di Ye Feimei was absolutely thrilling. Her red lips were not juicy, and she opened and closed beside her. Even if she was a woman, she felt very hot.
Don't you see, did the couple who were originally around her to write letters suddenly looked at him dumbfounded
It's over, won't you have to defend Di Yefei from the same fire in the evening? Ah Dan Zhiqi, look at the hair! You have a wife!
He Mulan memorized the content of the day, and after finishing the paper and pen, when he heard the sound of one watch and three quarters knocking outside, he knew that it was about time for the second watch to rest at night. When she saw that the same tent was looking for a basin, and a cloth towel was looking for a cloth towel, she immediately said "I'm going out for a while" and got out of the tent.
In ancient military camps, there were public toilets, which were extremely long and deep pits, and there were dung pits under them. This place is far from the water source and the food storage place, and it is also a certain distance from the barracks. There are special people to clean and clean, most of them are hard labor.
But men, most people understand that in winter, who wants to go to the "public toilet" to go to the toilet, most of the time they find a corner at night and solve the problem casually. If it is big, usually find a place with soil, and bury it after going up. As for the more uncivilized, if it is not buried, if it is caught, it will be beaten violently.
Mulan used the laziness of a man to avoid the embarrassment of going to the toilet many times in her previous life. Of course, there were times when she couldn't avoid it, such as now...
He Mulan boasted that he was far away from his tent, and he was looking for a relatively remote corner, where it was convenient to cover all sides.
As soon as she unbuttoned her pants and squatted, she saw the figure of Luo Hun coming out from behind.
"He's been sneaking around in the middle of the night... uh..."
Na Luo looked awkwardly at He Mulan, who was squatting on the ground, taking off his pants, and looking dull.
"Fire Chief? Uh, so you want to be convenient..."
Na Luo didn't think much about it, no one would keep staring at the big man, so he took a few steps back, turned his head and left.
He Mulan just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was fortunate that he could not see clearly at night, and the fat folds of his trousers were covering it, and Luo Hun came back again.
"I suddenly have a urgency to urinate, here is shelter from the wind..."
Na Luohun nodded to He Mulan, who was squatting on the ground, and started to unfasten his belt with his back to her direction.
The ancient underwear was different from the modern underwear. He Mulan was about to go crazy when he saw the two big white buttocks, thinking that he didn't know if his own was seen by him.
'Although Lao Tzu can't beat you, it's okay to block your heart! "
After the sound of water came out, Na Luo shook a few times and swaggered away.
"Ahhh!"
He Mulan was constipated alive.
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