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Many soldiers may not have seen what the prison lords eat, but at least they have heard of it.

Coupled with Li Yuanqing's deliberateness, every time, after the firefighters cooked a meal for the two prison lords, they would not shy away from everyone, but had some meaning of 'showing'......

This back and forth, the meals of the adults of the prison army have also become a big 'talking point' for the soldiers in their leisure time.

According to the grain and grass reserves in Fuzhou City at this time, Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong, even if they want to eat small stoves every day, it is not difficult.

But the fact is that every time there is a meal, Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong will basically eat with the soldiers.

The human heart is made of flesh.

Not to mention that these two armies were brought out by Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong, just between these subtle details, the two prison lords want to compete with Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong, even if they have the emperor's righteousness, so what?

At this time, the food of the soldiers of the Changsheng Battalion and Chen Zhongbu remained the same.

Each person has a bowl of bone broth, full of fat, a little minced meat, 3 coarse noodles and steamed buns, a portion of pickles, and a little greens.

These are the main foods, but the broth can be refilled, and each person can drink three bowls.

The soldiers, on this basis, add two taels of meat and a vegetable nest.

As for the officers, Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong, they are all the specifications of the soldiers, and there is no special thing about them.

In this era, because of the barrenness of materials, it is not like the later generations, and people love to eat lean meat.

On the contrary, because of the lack of oil and water, people have a soft spot for fatty meat.

When Li Yuanqing's two troops conquered Fuzhou City before, the Houjin defenders' small families, including cattle, sheep and livestock, did not have time to take them away, plus the bacon, fresh meat, salted fish, fresh fish and other reserves transported from Changsheng Island were quite sufficient.

In addition, it was early spring at this time, and Li Yuanqing even specially ordered the firefighters and auxiliary soldiers to open a lot of vegetable plots in the open space in the city, and planted the simplest and fastest ripening green vegetables.

After all, Li Yuanqing came from later generations and knew the importance of balanced nutrition.

For example, the soldiers of the Later Jin, including the Jurchens and the Mongols, who mainly ate meat all year round, were much better than the Ming army in terms of strength, blood, and even fierceness of character.

But the fact is that most of these Houjin soldiers will not live too long, even if they are Houjin nobles like Fei Yingdong and An Feiyangu, they are in their early fifties, and they will go to see their immortality.

This is still a natural death.

This may seem like a big deal, but when it comes to reality, the effect is obvious.

If a soldier rarely eats greens and lacks vitamins, once injured, the wound will heal very slowly, and it is very likely that a small injury will kill a person.

Although the Ming Dynasty is the most lacking, it is the population.

But for Li Yuanqing, they are all descendants of Yan and Huang, and they are all sons of the Han family, no matter whether he is noble or cheap, not to mention equality, at least, everyone's life is very precious.

Within a controllable range, Li Yuanqing can't let his sons die because of some trivial things.

Even, Li Yuanqing once considered ensuring that the soldiers could have two eggs and a glass of milk at breakfast, so as to promote more scientific eating habits.

It's a pity that at this time, Li Yuanqing's financial resources are low, and Changsheng Island is initially emerging, and it is difficult to achieve this level.

However, at this time, the food of the two sons seems simple, but it is also a hundred times stronger than those Houjin miscellaneous servants under the city.

With the wind, the thick aroma of broth wafted to the bottom of the city, causing these Houjin miscellaneous servants to stretch their necks one after another.

Most of these miscellaneous servants are Han Chinese, but they are better than ordinary Han slaves, most of them are clothed, small clothed, and can have some property of their own, but they are still vassal slaves of their female Allah.

"Brother Dog, you smell it, what do you eat in Ming's dog? Why is it so fragrant? I've never smelled such a nice scent. ”

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old Han man wrapped his clothes, hiding behind an earthen wall bunker, stretched his neck, looked in the direction of the city, and said to a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old man beside him.

The Han man, who was called 'Brother Gouzi', stretched out his nose and sniffed it, took another bite of the dry food in his hand, and said with some intoxication: "It smells like pork soup, but it seems to have a little mutton flavor, but mutton can't be so fresh?" Could it be that they also put salted fish in the soup? ”

Brother Gouzi said, his eyes couldn't help but light up.

These miscellaneous servants of the Han military banner, except for a small number of big coats, were taken refuge in Houjin when they were in Shenyang and Liaoyang, and they were regarded as the vested interests of Houjin, and most of the others were born in Haizhou, Gaizhou, Fuzhou, and Jinzhou.

Because of its proximity to the sea, everyone is no stranger to the sea.

When people want to eat meat during the New Year's festival on weekdays, they are also accustomed to adding some fish to all kinds of meat to enhance the freshness.

In fact, the ancestors of China, when they made words, said very clearly, a 'fresh' character is composed of 'fish' and 'sheep'.

Brother Gouzi was born as a fisherman on the shore of Gaizhou Weihai, and he has a spiritual nose since he was a child, and he is called 'Dog', and he smells the mystery as soon as he smells it.

"Brother Dog, pork soup? What's this smell like? I haven't eaten it in a long time. Can you tell me about it? The young man took a bite of the dry food in his hand, and his saliva was about to flow out, and he actually looked at Brother Gouzi.

Brother Gouzi also fell into a slow deep thought, "Oops." Speaking of which, I haven't eaten broth in a long time. The last time I ate it, it was when I was Wanli Ye. Ay. How to say that? ”

Brother Dog racked his brains to describe the taste in his memory.

Since the second half of the first year of the Apocalypse, when Nansiwei was conquered by the Houjin, the Han people to which they belonged, except for a few who were lucky enough to become the big coats, most of them have completely become the slaves of the Houjin, even lower than the armored people in the deep mountains and old forests.

Not only did they have to help Allah collect pigweed, raise horse food, produce their own grain, produce livestock, and more importantly, hand it over to Allah.

Usually it's better, barely maintained.

But in a war like this time, they not only have to hand over most of their family's property, but they also have to follow Allah on the expedition and be used as cannon fodder on the front line.

If you are unlucky and lose your life, don't think about your wife and children, real estate and fields, and you will soon become someone else's private property and plaything.

In addition, the high-pressure policy of the old slaves towards the Han people has also prompted more and more Han people in Liaodi to flee to Phi Island, Lushun, Changsheng Island, and Denglai.

At this time, the sons of Allah returned to the camp to barbecue and eat, but they could only eat some dried beans mixed with a little coarse grain pressed dry cakes under the fire of the Ming army, which was as hard as a stone, hard and straight, and there was not even saliva.

However, when they think of their wives and children at home, and the family business passed down from their ancestors, most people are always willing to think about the good, as long as they persevere, they can always live, and they will definitely be able to go back and see their wives and children again.

At this time, Brother Gouzi looked at the expectant gaze of his distant cousin, and finally remembered the way to describe it, "Four boys, do you think of the big vole that my brother caught from the ground during the Chinese New Year some time ago?" ”

"Big vole?"

The four boys' immature eyes couldn't help but light up, and for a moment, they said unhappily: "Brother Gouzi, that vole is not small, but the meat is less." I took a small bite, and I still haven't even tasted what it tastes like. Ay. ”

Brother Gouzi hurriedly said: "Four boys, is there still one bite?" Your brother and I only ate half a bite. It's still bone-in-one. When this battle is over, let's go back to our hometown, and Brother Dog will take you to set a vole. This time, let's also learn from these Ming dogs, and after catching them, make a fish to stew, which is definitely not much worse than the pork of Ming Gouzi. ”

The four men couldn't help but be overjoyed, "Brother Dog, that's okay." When we go back, we're going to trap voles. ”

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At the head of the city, Li Yuanqing didn't have the heart to pay attention to the thoughts of these Han army banner miscellaneous servants, although they were all Han Chinese, but in fact, both sides were enemies.

When Li Yuanqing was in later generations, he had some nationalist tendencies, but this does not mean that he is a fool, anyone can accept it, and he can't tell the situation.

At this time, the weather was still a little cold, a bowl of hot broth was in his stomach, Li Yuanqing was also oozing beads of sweat, refreshed, and shouted to the soldiers around him with a smile: "Sons, are you full?" ”

"General, we're full."

"Haha. General, the craftsmanship of these fire masters has improved again. This soup is so delicious. ”

“……”

Looking at the radiant faces around him, Li Yuanqing couldn't help but smile easily, "Now that you're full, you have to get ready to work." It's all for Lao Tzu to clean up. ”

"Yes."

In the strict training of ordinary times, the soldiers had already formed an instinct, and they lined up one after another, neatly put the dishes and chopsticks used for eating in the basket, and were taken by the firefighters to wash them uniformly.

In the battle sequence of the Changsheng Battalion, the firefighters are not only not inferior, but are treated on par with the soldiers, and in terms of military salary, they are slightly higher than half a level and enjoy the treatment of small flags.

The people live on food.

For the army in the battle sequence, it is especially important to be well fed and drunk.

Li Yuanqing didn't dare to be sloppy about this detail.

The treatment of the firefighters is good, and the danger factor is not large, in the Changsheng Camp, it is indeed a good errand, but its 'political review' work is also quite strict.

In addition to the veterans who followed Li Yuanqing at the three forks, there are now recruits who want to join the firefighters, and they must be guaranteed by more than 1,000 officers.

It took about a quarter of an hour to eat, and as the firefighters packed up their things and left, the city returned to a solemn atmosphere and order.

At this time, there was also movement in the direction of the Houjin battle array on the opposite side, with people whistling, smoke and dust rolling, and constant mobilization.

Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong also came to the battlement, carefully observing the movements of the Houjin army.

Chen Zhong burped comfortably, "Yuanqing, the Emperor Taiji of the dog day is not dead yet." Looks like we're going to have to do it again in the afternoon. ”

Li Yuanqing smiled.

The miscellaneous soldiers from the city did not withdraw, and Li Yuanqing knew that on the first day of the offensive, Huang Taiji would never give up like this.

It's just that he is more decisive than ordinary people, he can afford to take it and put it down, whether he attacks or retreats, he does not drag the mud and water at all.

But Li Yuanqing had already made full preparations, and couldn't help laughing: "Big brother, let him come as many ways as he wants, I will only go all the way." In the morning, there were only a hundred or so Tartar heads, which was not enough for our brothers to be promoted and make a fortune. ”

Chen Zhong couldn't help laughing, "That's what I said." With such sharp pikemen here, I'm afraid that the dog's day will not come. ”

But as he spoke, Chen Zhong was stunned, "Yuanqing, look over there, what the hell is covered under the red cloth of the dog's day?" ”

Li Yuanqing hurriedly looked in the direction of Chen Zhong's finger, and suddenly, his face couldn't help but change greatly.

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