These ordinary people walked for nearly a day, they were all hungry and tired, took the fried noodles and grabbed them and stuffed them into their mouths, only chewed a few bites, and they were stunned one by one, they didn't expect these "cooked noodles" to taste good. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After years of improvement, Far Eastern fried noodles are now different from what they used to be in terms of nutrition and taste. It is made of 80% wheat flour, supplemented with 20% corn flour, soybean flour, dried vegetable flour, fish meal, and an appropriate amount of salt.

Fried noodles are simple to make, easy to store, and very nutritious, this thing in the years of the great drought in Chongzhen, I don't know how many displaced people in the north of the Ming Dynasty have been saved. If you haven't eaten fried noodles before, it still tastes very good when you eat it cold.

Although fried noodles cannot be compared with the army's compressed biscuits and other field foods, it is definitely a delicacy for these low-level hard-pressed people.

It's just that this thing can't be eaten often, not to mention dry, eating too much will be very heartburn. It's like the officers and soldiers of the army eating compressed biscuits on the battlefield, it's not bad to eat occasionally, and eating too much will definitely make you want to vomit when you see compressed biscuits.

Zhou Tong ate a few large bites of fried noodles and drank some water, and his stomach no longer felt hungry just now. He checked the cloth bag in his hand, which weighed three or four pounds, and couldn't help but feel a lot more relieved, at least he wouldn't be hungry again.

He turned his head to look at the two children next to him, and saw that they were stuffing chow mein into their mouths, and the floor was littered with torn paper bags. Zhou Tong hurriedly scolded: "Don't eat it, you want to die...... This is a few days' worth of food for our family, we have to save some food, and you two will hand over the bag to your mother. ”

The boy of a few years old was full of grievances, but he still obediently put down the cloth bag and reluctantly tied it to the woman next to him. Erya is quite sensible, although she also wants to eat a few more bites, but she still handed the bag to her mother.

At this time, Zhou Tong saw several stout officers and soldiers coming over, and shouted loudly at them: "There are still two or three days to go, if there are old people and children in any family, you can squeeze them in the carriage......"

When the people in the team heard this, they all looked at each other, and they couldn't believe that there was such a good thing.

"I'll say it again, where there are old people in the family, you can come to the carriage and squeeze it, there are still two or three days to go, and you may not be able to survive it when you are old......

This time, a few families helped a few old people out of the line, these old people were too old, and after walking for nearly a day, they could hardly bear it.

Their family helped the old man into the carriage, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, after all, after a few more days, these old people really couldn't stand it, and they had to die on the road.

Seeing that someone took the lead in coming out, other farmers also helped their old people into the carriage. It's just that the years have not been good in the past few years, and the old people in the villages have basically not survived, and there are only more than 200 elderly people in the team of thousands of people.

After more than a dozen carriages distributed supplies, although most of them had been emptied, they still couldn't fit so many people. A cadre of the Far Eastern Army sent people to find a few wagons, and only then did the old people in the team be settled.

At this time, a junior student in his twenties ran out of the team, knelt in front of several Far Eastern Army troops with a "poof", kowtowed a few times, and then shouted: "Master Jun, my mother-in-law is about to give birth when she is pregnant, please let her get in the car and squeeze it." ”

Li Shanhe, who was in the distance, heard this, hurriedly walked over, glanced at the woman with a big belly behind the person, and did not speak, but came to the front of the queue and shouted: "Whoever has a pregnant woman or a baby, come out......

After he finished speaking, he turned around and beckoned, called a soldier and said, "Go find a few more carriages......"

The young junior who was kneeling on the ground listened to Li Shanhe's words, and was so excited that he couldn't help himself, and kept kowtowing to the ground. Li Shanhe walked over and pulled him up.

"Don't kowtow to me, you're still optimistic about your mother-in-law......"

He walked to the back of the procession, shouting loudly as he went, and found all the pregnant women and babies in the procession, and put them in the carriage.

The common people in the ranks, who had just hated the Far Eastern Army, have had a great improvement in their views of the Far Eastern Army since they were assigned fried noodles. Now that they see this, their mentality has changed again.

Don't look at the fierceness of these officers and soldiers, but they are much better than the previous Ming army. If the Ming officials and soldiers escorted these ordinary people, how could they provide rations for everyone, even if the imperial court provided rations, they would have to be deducted by those Ming army ruffians.

Not to mention letting the elderly, pregnant women and babies ride in carriages, if those Ming soldiers are here, the women in the team will be harmed by them.

In any case, when the procession of thousands of people set out again, they were not so grateful and supportive of the officers and men of the Far East who escorted them, but at least they were not so disgusted.

The people in the team also came to their senses because they ate fried noodles, especially the bear children in the team, who couldn't stay still. They began giggling around the ranks.

The officers and soldiers of the Far East did not pay much attention to these children, but some of the children went crazy and ran out of the team, so they would go over and bring them back, and then throw them to the elders of the family, and scolded them, so that they could take care of the children in the family.

The entire official road was filled with migratory people, forming a long procession, which was endless and could not be seen at a glance. The ranks were flanked by heavily armed police forces and musket militia.

The officers and men of the Far East on war horses were constantly patrolling back and forth around the team, dealing with emergencies at any time. There were also a large number of carriages that followed the long stream of people, some loaded with all kinds of supplies, and some crowded with old and weak women and children.

From time to time, a group of displaced people joins from a certain junction, constantly joining this huge migration team, all the way forward with difficulty.

Li Shanhe rode on his war horse, looking at the endless migration procession, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited.

During this time, he led his troops on several missions, escorting the migrating civilians in various places. In order to speed up the movement, the policies adopted by the various units were extremely brutal.

Although most of the Far Eastern Army were from Liao people and displaced people, and they had all experienced inhuman suffering, of course, they understood the difficulties of these low-level people. But the more they understand, the more they hope to save these poor people from the bottom as soon as possible.

Because they have all suffered inhuman hardships in the Ming Dynasty, and they have all experienced a lot of things in the Far East, of course, they know that in this world, only by following the Far East can they live a good life. (To be continued.) )