"Dang! Dang! Dang!"
In the evening, as the sun set, a golden gong sounded from the Xuanjia Army camp northwest of Chang'an City. The sweaty soldiers on the school field breathed a sigh of relief, because the sound of the golden gong meant that the whole day's hard training was over!
"Everyone will listen to the order, disband, eat, and return to camp. The officers on duty in the evening will prepare for patrol after dinner!"
In the area where Wuzi Camp was located, Sun Zhiping was wearing armor and shouted loudly at the soldiers in front of him.
"Here!"
In the hot summer, they were wearing airtight plate armor and were already soaking wet from the heat. Coupled with a day of high-intensity military training, they were exhausted and all of them were so hungry that their stomachs growled. When they heard Sun Zhiping announcing that they were disbanded, all the soldiers couldn't help but shouted and agreed loudly. Then everyone invariably lifted their helmets and visors and let out a sigh of relief.
Because the new armor created by the workshop is connected to the whole body, it is more troublesome to put it on or take off, and it is impossible to achieve it in a short time. At the moment, they have more important things to do - eat, so that's why Don’t bother taking off your armor!
For a group of people who have been practicing all day, eating is the most important thing!
"Xiaoxuan, let's go! Let's go have dinner together!"
At this time, Cheng Chumo ran over excitedly with Yuchi Baolin and said anxiously to Li Zexuan.
Although these two unlucky children were both disciples of generals, and Cheng Chumo had personally been on the battlefield before, their riding and archery skills were not very good. They failed to pass the Xuanjia Army's riding and archery assessment in the morning, so at noon, Sun Zhiping seriously They were not allowed to eat, which made these two children starving!
Fortunately, after a period of emergency training in the afternoon, and under the full guidance of Li Zexuan and Sun Zhiping, Cheng Chumo and Yuchi Baolin finally mastered various tricks and passed the Xuanjia Army's riding and shooting assessment. Otherwise, these two unlucky children would still not have dinner. eat!
Now that he was finally able to eat, Cheng Chumo wished he could spread his wings and fly directly to the kitchen of Wuzi Camp. However, he had never been to the Xuanjia Army Camp before. He had not eaten at noon, and he did not know the kitchen of Wuzi Camp. Which direction is it, so we can only bring Li Zexuan along with us!
"What are you doing in such a hurry? Isn't the kitchen short of food for you two?"
Li Zexuan rolled his eyes and said angrily.
But even though he said this, he still took Cheng Chumo and Yuchi Baolin and walked towards the kitchen of Wuzi Camp.
"Xiaoxuan, your back hurts just because you are standing and talking. You have eaten at noon. Baolin and I are still hungry. I feel like I can eat a cow now. No matter what, I want to eat meat!"
Cheng Chumo dragged Li Zexuan and ran quickly while chattering endlessly.
"Hey! Wrong! This way! Do you know the way?"
But the guy was going in the wrong direction. He was going to Camp T. In desperation, Li Zexuan had no choice but to shake off Cheng Chumo's paw and take the initiative to lead the way.
On the school ground, Sun Zhiping looked at the three people's leaving figures and couldn't help but shook his head, with a look of confusion on his face.
In fact, he had just planned to invite Li Zexuan to have dinner with him. As a mid-level and senior general in the army, under non-wartime circumstances, he would generally not fight for food in a big pot with ordinary soldiers, although it would not be said that it was. It's a small stove, but the types and quantities of dishes are much better than those of ordinary soldiers!
However, seeing Li Zexuan being dragged away directly by Cheng Chumo and Yuchi Baolin, Sun Zhiping gave up the idea of inviting Li Zexuan to have dinner with him. After hesitating for a moment, he followed the three of them and walked towards the kitchen of Wuzi Camp.
On the other side, Li Zexuan, Cheng Chumo and Yuchi Baolin, quickly arrived outside the kitchen of Wuzi Camp with "wind-like speed". At this time, there was already a long queue here, and it couldn't be considered a long queue. , because they came earlier, there were only a dozen people in front of them.
"Eh? The kitchen in Wuzi Camp is pretty big, right? I just don't know if there's any meat for dinner!"
Cheng Chumo looked at the kitchen made of wood and bricks in front of him, couldn't help but licked his lips and said.
The military camp is most afraid of water, and soldiers are strictly prohibited from lighting fires to cook in private. There is only one place for cooking, and that is the kitchen. Considering the number of soldiers dining and the fire-proof characteristics of the kitchen itself, the number of people in the military camp is The kitchens are made of bricks, stones and wood instead of tents. If they are marching outside, there is not so much care. Soldiers usually eat dry food directly, or cook in pots in the open air.
After the expansion, the Xuanjia Army has a total of 5,000 people. It is simply unrealistic for so many people to rely on one kitchen to provide food. Therefore, each battalion has its own kitchen. Rice, noodles, vegetables and meat are distributed centrally throughout the army. As for the allocation of cooks, it is almost the same. There is one cook among ten people. To be precise, it is the fire-headed army!
(Qi Jiguang, a famous anti-Japanese general in the Ming Dynasty, was originally from the Huotou Army)
Because there were no gas, liquefied gas, electrical appliances, steamers, etc. in ancient times, and firewood was needed, it was almost the limit for one person to prepare meals for ten people. Therefore, in the military forces of the past dynasties, there were usually ten people per stove, or ten people per stove. Five people per stove.
At Wuzi Camp, one hour before the end of training in the afternoon, the Huotou Army had already stopped training early to prepare meals. So when Cheng Chumo and others arrived, the Huotou Army in the kitchen was already preparing meals for the soldiers. Food is ready!
While Cheng Chumo waited eagerly, the soldiers in front finally received their meals. Cheng Chumo quickly stretched out the big bowl he had just received (a large porcelain bowl, about the same size as a soup bowl for serving vegetables) and pulled it at the cook. He said in a loud voice: "Brother, prepare more meat, I didn't even eat at noon!"
The cook glanced at Cheng Chumo and said calmly: "In the army, there is no meat for dinner, only for lunch!"
"Gah~?"
Cheng Chumo was dumbfounded. He had been hungry all day. He was finally able to eat, but couldn't eat any meat. Wasn't this going to kill him
"Ignore him, just give him more food!"
Li Zexuan, who was standing behind Cheng Chumo, couldn't help but say to the cook.
Mainly because he was worried that if Cheng Chumo left his mark here, the soldiers would have objections to him!
"Hey! Yes, join the army!"
The cook knew Li Zexuan, after all, they had participated in the drill today. After hearing this, he quickly took the big bowl from Cheng Chumo's hand and filled it with food.
After a while, the three of them walked out of the team carrying large bowls filled with food.
With so many people in the army, there must be no place for them to sit and eat. All the sergeants squatted in groups in the open space in front of the kitchen door and began to pick up the food.
"Hey, this Xuanjia Army is also the number one cavalry of the Tang Dynasty. Why can't the camp even provide meat for two meals a day? How can we eat without meat?"
Looking at the white rice and vegetables in the bowl, Cheng Chumo couldn't help but sigh.
Li Zexuan glared at the bastard and said angrily: "Do you want to eat or not? If not, I'll give your food to Baolin! You still have the energy to complain now. I take it you're not hungry, right?"
But on the other side, Yuchi Baolin was holding his rice bowl and started to eat with great enthusiasm.
"Cuckoo!"
At this moment, Cheng Chumo's stomach growled again, and he hurriedly said: "Eat, eat, eat! Who said you won't eat! I've been hungry all day. Even if it's white rice, I, old Cheng, can't eat it." Eat...well, it smells so delicious!"
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