After listening to Sun Zhou's words, Liu Tong's face was also slightly better, especially when he heard that he would be rewarded, his old face suddenly turned red, and he hurriedly shook his hand and said, "General, the little one doesn't expect any reward......

Sun Zhou glared and scolded with a smile: "Nonsense, what our Far Eastern Army has said, don't you count it." You just have to do your best, don't fucking mess around. ”

There were also hundreds of Ming army captives from Yuezhou Prefecture on the wharf, who were also requisitioned by the Far East Army to help the Far East collect and carry supplies together with the people nearby.

Because Liu Tong was wearing the same military uniform of the Ming army as them, they also noticed him, but they were wearing a helmet with the same standard as the officers and soldiers of the Far East, and they were very close to the officers and soldiers of the Far East, so that these prisoners of the Ming army did not dare to come forward to put on close.

Of course, Liu Tong would not take the initiative to talk to them, but just followed the officers and soldiers of the Far East and helped to do what he could. Occasionally, a veteran ruffian sneaked up and wanted to know where the Far Eastern Army came from, and he said to himself, "If you ask me, why do I want to know."

Now he can also see that the strength of the Far Eastern Army is too strong, and now that the Ming Dynasty is in the world, I am afraid that he will not be able to sit still. So he also performed desperately, hoping to have an errand in the new dynasty in the future.

When the meal was served at noon, he also helped out before and after. Laborers on the docks lined up in a long line to eat, staring at the row of steaming cauldrons of steaming white rice in front of them.

A few children in tattered clothes were holding big tattered bowls, they were little beggars on the dock who wanted to eat, and today they also came over to try their luck, wanting to help the Far Eastern Army work and make a good meal.

They stood in the queue and waited for the meal, and finally they were in line, and a few little beggars looked nervously at the honest strong man behind the cauldron opposite, for fear that the other party would drive them away.

The strong man in charge of cooking is a militiaman of a grassroots musket militia company, and he was also a homeless person. He looked at the little beggars with a straight face, slowly smiled, and raised his hand to fill the bowls of the little beggars with rice, and they were much more than others.

A few little beggars looked at the white rice in the broken bowl in their hands with surprise on their faces, and then ran away with joy in their broken bowls.

Liu Tong next to him really couldn't stand it, this is too loser. How expensive is the price of food now, and if it goes on like this, how much food will be harmed.

"Master Jun, they didn't do any work for a day, but the one who came to mix rice was called Hanako......"

Before he could finish speaking, the fierce Far East Sergeant glared, interrupted him and scolded angrily: "Let your mother's fart, Lao Tzu was a homeless person who begged for food everywhere back then, and then fucking ink, Lao Tzu will beat you to death......"

Liu Tong was scolded by the militia and laughed again and again, and he didn't dare to be dissatisfied at all. Next, the militia who was in charge of cooking gave the elderly and children in the labor a lot more food than others, and Liu Tong, who was standing next to him, couldn't stand it anymore and turned to leave.

The next morning, Liu Tong got up from the tent, washed up briefly, and then took the lunch box to eat. After messing with the Far Eastern Army for so long, Sun Zhou gave him three things, a steel helmet, a kettle with a lunch box and a military satchel.

Needless to say, the whole helmet is stamped from a steel plate, which is much better than the Daming eight-petal hat helmet that is riveted together with several patches, and there is a pure leather padding inside, which plays a good cushioning role, even if it is really hit by a hammer, it can also protect the head well.

The kettle with the lunch box also made Liu Tong love it, not to mention the excellent workmanship, but also very practical. The kettle is attached to the lunch box, and a steel spoon is attached to the body, which is worn cross-body with a canvas strap. The military satchel was ordinary, but it contained a first-aid kit, a set of dental kits, a towel, and a field military ration pack containing two compressed biscuits and a nutrition bar.

Breakfast consisted of a box of thick white rice porridge, two white flour steamed buns, a can of canned whale meat, and a bag of pickles, and two eggs per person. Liu Tong had never heard of such a standard breakfast.

Although he patrols the river on weekdays, and is considered the best errand in Wuchang Mansion, he has been busy for a year, and he has to honor his superiors at all levels. The rest has to be fed by the people below, if the buckle is tight, no one will give you your life at all.

So the silver that finally fell into his hands was only enough for his family's old snacks to eat, and he didn't even think about living on that bit of silver, big fish and big meat.

But he mixed with the Far Eastern Army for a while, and found that the Far Eastern Army was full of three meals a day, not to mention, and even had meat and fish. He has eaten food in the Ming army for more than ten years, even if the food standard of the generals every day, it is nothing more than that. Moreover, even the lowest-ranking private in the Far Eastern Army can enjoy front-line supplies in wartime, and can receive supplies such as spirits, cigarettes, and sugar cubes.

Liu Tong once talked with several officers and soldiers of the Far East, and found that the military salary of the Far East Army was very high, and it was paid in full every month, and it never owed on credit. What surprised him the most was that the officers and men of the Far Eastern Army during the war could be paid double their salaries, as well as various benefits under the name of battlefield subsidies and field nutrition subsidies.

Today he ate four steamed buns, two lunch boxes of white rice porridge, and made a whole box of canned whale meat, and he couldn't stand up straight. Every day he eats as if he is struggling for his life, for fear that he will be treated badly. These days, he is still in his satchel, secretly hiding two boxes of canned whale meat and a few bags of pickles, and going back to let the old lady and children at home try it.

The longer Liu Tong stayed in the Far Eastern Army, the more he wanted to stay in the Far Eastern Army in the future. But after talking with the militia of several musket companies, he realized that it was not at all easy to become a member of the Far Eastern Army.

Even those Far Eastern militiamen who fought with the Far Eastern Army, in Liu Tong's opinion, took out any of them, which was equivalent to the elite of the Ming Dynasty, not to mention the armed police force and the main regular army of the Far East.

But Liu Tong was not discouraged, after all, he had been floating on the river for more than ten years, and he was not only very familiar with the environment around Wuchang Mansion, but also good at operating boats.

If it weren't for the good ships in the Far East, he thought that he was on the river, and the Far Eastern Army would have no way to deal with him, and this was his greatest advantage. So these days he is very positive, although he is often scolded for helping, but his enthusiasm is really high.

Not only him, but also many captured Ming soldiers also thought the same way. Three meals of white rice a day made these Ming soldiers unable to walk every day.

These prisoners of the Ming army used to eat well, and compared with the Far Eastern Army, they were not even as good as pig food. (To be continued.) )