Chapter 390 Hard Military Life: A Terrifying Marching Meal

In March 207 BC, Xiang Yu personally led an army of 30,000 to attack the Black Armor Army to relieve the power of Zhao. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info sent Yingbu and General Pu to cross the river and camp for the vanguard, won a small victory, and then led a large army to cross the river and camp.

The smell in the barracks is called Iron Blood, but this one really doesn't smell good. In addition to the offbeat, death-like smell of rust and the smell of blood similar to rust, there is also a lot of male hormones. The so-called taste of male hormones is an indescribable mixture of sweat, foot odor, bad breath, fox, urine and fart...... Flavor.

This smell began to linger from the moment of camping, no matter how much the spices were smoked, and only when the army left could it be diluted by the river of time.

Ziyan reclined on the couch and rubbed her temples for a while, as if from the moment she stepped into the barracks, there had been an indescribable smell hovering at her side, not in a hurry but constantly stimulating her nerves, stimulating her from irritability to headache.

Originally, I thought it was because the barracks were full of rough men who didn't love hygiene, and the speed of the smell and the quality of the smell produced were amazing, but Xiao Nuo, who was empathetic and terrifying, had already automatically and spontaneously smoked the range of Ziyan's activities with good spices over and over again, and smoked until the smell of spices was so strong that it made people like sneezing, and Ziyan knew that it was not a real smell, but that she couldn't smell the smell of blood and couldn't kill again.

Although with Zhang Han's covert cooperation, Yingbu and General Pu didn't have much effort to capture this mudflat wetland that looked like a brain-dead camping here, but no matter how small the price was, there was still a price to pay.

The human life game is like this, if you don't die, I will die, and I can only try to let you die in order not to let me die myself, so this tidal flat that seems to be calm now must have just been stained with blood. After following Xiang Yu on the battlefield for so long, she didn't have any intention of adapting to weakening, which made Ziyan suspicious. But no matter what moths there are, this is still a problem that she can't get around at present, in the past, she would deliberately bypass the battlefield and be stationed alone away from the barracks, but at this time, how can there be that condition to pay attention to this? I can only endure the discomfort.

The smell of food gradually wafted through the barracks, gradually masking the smell of the flood. I don't know if it's a reward for crossing the river or an illusion, but the soldiers always feel that today's fragrance is particularly fragrant. Just when this particularly fragrant fragrance wafted to the camp of Ziyan, it was Xiang Yu who followed him in.

Xiang Yu's current image is actually quite funny, a majestic armor, the red tassels on the spear carried upside down in his right hand are all blood-stained black and floating, and the anger is pressing, but in his left hand he is carrying a rather casual and shoddy food box, and the dishes and chopsticks placed in it are going to fall out of the cracks in the thatch, and only Xiang Yu's cultivation can still maintain a super sense of balance in one hand and prevent him from falling out.

"Yu'er, are you feeling unwell?" Waved away Xiao Nuo, who was about to come up to pick up the food box, Xiang Yu personally carried the food box to Ziyan and put the food inside in front of Ziyan.

"It's old and sick, and it's out of the way." Ziyan smiled and looked at the food that Xiang Yu had laid out.

The gray-black stoneware bowl has a unique shape, it is simple to say that it is simple and clumsy, it is directly shoddy, even the bowl wall is not smoothed, and the bowl edge is also like the city wall full of "female walls", the only advantage is that it is big enough, such a big bowl is enough for Ziyan as a basin, and such a big bowl is solid enough to contain things.

Seven or eight yellowish and blackened millet nests can only be softened in the mouth for half a day, and the only advantage is that they are big enough, one is bigger than the palm of Ziyan, and one is more than a catty, and eating a quarter of it with Ziyan's appetite is enough to support.

A bowl was filled with hot water soaked in white grains of rice, which had dried up like chaff, and boiling it would not make him plump. Water is water, rice grains are rice grains, and it is very clear that they cannot be mixed without stirring hard. If you don't look carefully at the edge of the bowl, you can't find two brown soft beans that look like cracked beans, in fact, the raw material of this is indeed beans, which is the standard configuration of soy bean and marching side dishes.

The other bowl contained a brown liquid with thin flakes of oil floating on it, and pieces of meat from unknown animals. The only characteristic is that it is solid enough, and it is very real with the characteristics of this era. To put it simply, it is just one word, fat, shriveled organizational network wrapped in almost boiled oil flowers, and the most commendable thing is that there is absolutely no trace of lean meat on it, this is Xiang Yu's benefits and privileges as a coach. But the most difficult problem for Ziyan is that this bowl of real broth is mixed with a strange rancid taste that is not easy to detect in the aroma of the food.

Ziyan knew the source of this rancid smell, not Xiang Yuke's deduction of public grain, nor the logistics moved to take out the rancid meat for the soldiers to eat, this rancid taste came from a condiment unique to this era, as long as the times progressed, it would definitely be eliminated and abandoned...... Condiments, vinegar cloths.

The salt production methods of this era were too poor, and the natural edible salt was too little, and the direct consequence was that the salt production was too low, and the scarcity was expensive, not to mention this rare necessity of life, so salt also became a luxury that only the aristocracy could afford. But what should you do if you don't eat salt for three days and if you can't afford to eat salt?

The vast number of working people used their wisdom to invent a substitute for salt, that is, vinegar cloth. This is a two-inch-wide and one-foot-long strip of cloth, the specific shape can refer to one of the nightmare of women in the Ming and Qing dynasties, the footcloth, of course, the actual description is similar to the footcloth. It has been soaked in vinegar or salt water, taken out and dried in the sun, so the shape of the fresh vinegar cloth should be a gray-black slightly stiff strip of cloth, similar to the black and hard socks worn by people who are prone to sweating on the soles of their feet for a long time.

If it's just like this, it's acceptable, the problem is that the vinegar cloth is not a disposable, it is something that can be carried and used many times, every time you cook rice, throw the vinegar cloth in it and cook it for a while, and then take it out and put it up for the next time. The vinegar cloth can't be washed, and every time it is fished out, it is at most dried for a while, and whether it is dried or not, it will be put up and used next time.

Over time, the vinegar cloth will become a kitchen rag when it is wet, and a footcloth when it is dry, a powerful weapon of destruction. It's not like a second time to taste it once, and that terrifying taste can be with you for a lifetime! One of the signboards of Yanyulou is that all the food is cooked with green salt, and there is absolutely no such horror as vinegar cloth in the restaurant.

This is the marching meal, to be precise, it is already a rare treat. At the same time, it is also their dinner today.

If you want soldiers to swear to the death, generals must lead by example and share weal and woe. So as long as Xiang Yu is in the army, he must eat in the same pot with ordinary soldiers, there has never been an exception, even if he is injured, he will not grab the rare wounded soldier stove with the wounded soldiers. Oh, the biggest advantage in the wounded soldier's stove is that the rice is cooked with salt, which is provided by the friendship of Ziyan.

As for Ziyan, she is not a general, she is just a vase with the army, and it seems that she will not be too harshly criticized for the preferential treatment of beauties since ancient times, and even Fan Zeng will not care, so she can still open a small stove. If she had been allowed to eat a big pot of rice, she would have given up her life long ago because of her constant major and minor illnesses.

But this time they were marching in a hurry and had to cross the river, so they had to follow lightly, in order to bring that kind of thing, and because Ziyan also knew what Xiang Yu was going to do, Ziyan didn't bring the meal guy on weekdays, so he could only eat a big pot of rice with Xiang Yu.