Ling Xiaorou was still thinking about this problem when she was sleeping, but fortunately it was not dawn when she woke up, so she got up and dressed, and quietly went to the gang leader, trying not to disturb the prince's sleep.

The people in the gang leader army have been looking forward to it, and they have been preparing since they learned from Sanmao last night that Miss Table was coming, and they must not let Miss Table be tired.

When Ling Xiaorou came over, the water in the pot was boiling, and the rice was boiling, and it was still beef porridge, all she had to do was to bring a basket of preserved eggs from herself to be diced.

Look at it, he really didn't have much to do, so he simply called the head of the army and taught him how to make a few porridges and dishes, in Ling Xiaorou's opinion, the prince can learn to teach people to cook, not to mention the head of the army, in fact, he is more than not confident, because Ling Xiaorou's dishes are too delicious, he will think that what he does is not as good as Ling Xiaorou's, so he will be timid, so it is difficult to improve the cooking skills of those who dare not innovate, Ling Xiaorou wants to teach him is to believe in himself, as long as he knows how to be flexible, there may be failure, But there will be a reward.

The head of the army nodded straight at what Ling Xiaorou said, and while keeping in mind the few dishes that Ling Xiaorou taught him, he really boldly thought of the new dishes.

In the morning, the preserved egg and beef porridge, accompanied by oil and salt rolls, and a small pickle, made the barracks celebrate.

When He Louyuan got up, he knew that Ling Xiaorou had gone to the gang leader, and he didn't say anything, he was afraid that the big girl would be tired, but he also knew that cooking was the big girl's interest, as long as it was within her ability, he still supported her very much.

After breakfast, Ling Xiaorou stared at the commander of the army in the greenhouse and was busy with lunch, fortunately, some soldiers who didn't need to practice would also take turns to come over to help, otherwise it would be unrealistic to let these people cook for thousands of people every day.

At the beginning, the military leader would always consult Ling Xiaorou's opinion, and seeing that Ling Xiaorou had no intention of interjecting at all, in the end, he could only grit his teeth and command, but fortunately, Ling Xiaorou taught him in the morning and remembered it very seriously, although there were small flaws, it did not affect the overall situation.

The medium food is the stewed beef with peach sauce, sweet and sour soup, stewed soft beef, and sprinkled with a handful of coriander, not to mention how delicious it is, just one dish with steamed buns makes the soldiers addicted.

Ling Xiaorou mentioned by the way, if the vermilion peach sauce is replaced with vermilion peach, the taste will be better.

The beef brisket and persimmon pot is also a very famous stew in Ling Xiaorou's previous life, and it is a perfect match for white fungus in it.

The military leader listened to the mouth and suddenly opened, and many dishes after that would try to put some vermilion peach sauce, and also mix all kinds of ingredients together, some are delicious, some are unpalatable, in short, the soldier's stomach is really strong, no matter what kind of dark cuisine can always be eaten, even Ling Xiaorou has to admire.

However, this military leader is really more than enthusiastic, and his strength is insufficient, and there are really many dishes he has created that can't be swallowed, and in the midst of a wail, Ling Xiaorou has to brave the scorching heat to stay here every day.

After guarding for five days in a row, Ling Xiaorou felt that she was about to be scorched by the heat, but the soldiers' enthusiasm for food did not dissipate at all, and before the meal arrived, many soldiers who smelled the fragrance would wait outside the room, even if they were exposed to the sun, their enthusiasm for food would not be reduced.

Ling Xiaorou felt that if she continued like this, she would be tired and paralyzed one day, and she could see dark circles in the mirror. But in the face of the admiring and trusting eyes of those soldiers, she really couldn't bear to say that you should deal with it and take a bite.

Ling Xiaorou, who really had no choice, thought: Why don't you find something to distract them and divert their attention?

But what is there that makes thousands of soldiers love to sleep and forget to eat?

In the end, after thinking hard and meditating, Ling Xiaorou really thought of a game that everyone could devote themselves to...... Football.

Thinking of the World Cup in her previous life, which could make the whole people hotly discussed, Ling Xiaorou felt that the barracks were full of hot-blooded men, and they would definitely fall in love with this kind of activity, and football also had a benefit, strengthening the body, and even training could be saved.

So, when she was okay in the afternoon, Ling Xiaorou asked Sanmao to find a few large pieces of leather, but fortunately, there was really no shortage of this thing, and Sanmao didn't take much effort to bring a lot of them.

Ling Xiaorou also caught Laodin, first used a talc to draw a hexagonal piece on the skin, cut it out, and then cut two identical skins according to this hexagonal piece, and handed the rest of the skin to Sanmao, completely according to the shape and size of the cut into exactly the same size and shape of the skin.

Although Sanmao didn't know what Miss Biao was going to do, with a heart of admiration for Miss Table, Sanmao let her do whatever she wanted, and soon cut out a bunch of six-sided cowhide.

Ling Xiaorou took out a needlework and thimble and began to sew it, fortunately, her geometry was not bad, although her needlework skills were a little worse, at least the shape sewn out was really spherical in the end.

Finally, leave a side, stuff a lot of cotton into it, and then sew it to death, and put it on your hand, although it feels a little worse than the football inside, it should be good to kick.

Sanmao saw the ball in Ling Xiaorou's hand, although he didn't know what it was for, he liked it at a glance, but Miss Biao's cowhide sewing was really not good, seeing that there were a lot of cowhides cut out, Sanmao simply took a needle and thread and planned to sew a ball for himself to play.

Ling Xiaorou sewed one after another, and after sewing halfway, she saw that Sanmao was also sewing with a needle and thread, and the stitches were dense and symmetrical, which was much better than sewing by herself, and finally put down the half-sewn ball in her hand, "Sanmao, this job will be handed over to you, and after sewing, I will teach you to play a very interesting game." ”

Sanmao nodded happily when he heard this, Miss Biao has a lot of ideas, so it must be a very fun game.

After dinner, Ling Xiaorou asked Sanmao to find more than 20 people to come over, and Sanmao ran away like a gust of wind and soon brought more than 100 people back.

Ling Xiaorou looked at the five leather balls that had been sewn, but it was enough to play.

Standing in a circle, she drew a small diagram of a football field on the ground, and then talked about the rules.

Except for the goalkeeper, no one can touch the football with his hands, and he is not allowed to hit the body with his body, and he talked about what is called a goal kick, a throw-in, and a corner kick...... Seeing the soldiers listening to the clouds, Ling Xiaorou sighed, the rules are like this first, let's talk about it when we play.

After that, let the soldiers go to find a field, but fortunately, the camp is quite wide, and it is not difficult to find two football fields.

There is also a schematic diagram of the court drawn by Ling Xiaorou, and after measuring the bottom line of the sideline, someone took a large kettle with lime water and poured it all the way along the measured line, which was really straight enough.

Because of the training of soldiers, they often draw some areas with lime water, and the technique of drawing lines is really good.

Several people ran around the open space at the same time with a large water bottle, and the brand-new football field was baked, and many soldiers who did not know the truth surrounded them, and when they learned that it was a game that Miss Biao had come up with, they all spontaneously surrounded the side of the football field.

After the football field was painted, Ling Xiaorou picked out twenty-two soldiers who said that they understood the rules and divided them into two teams, in order to distinguish one team tied a green ribbon cut from green silk on the arm, and the other team tied a red ribbon on the arm, which was called the red team and the green team.

The game started with Ling Xiaorou's order, and after a puff of smoke, Ling Xiaorou couldn't bear to cover her eyes.

What about the promise that you are not allowed to collide with your body? If you say yes, you can't touch the ball with your hand?

Nima, what's going on with this opening scene like a bunch of beards rushing up to stack Arhats? And the goalkeeper who is supposed to be standing in front of the goal made of two pieces of wood, even if you can hold the ball with your hands with confidence, you don't rush to the front of the pitch, right?

Ling Xiaorou stepped forward, kicked one leg on the exposed leg, and then asked people to pull the twenty-two people apart one by one, revealing the red team goalkeeper holding the football with a smirk on his face, and Ling Xiaorou made up two more feet.

I've talked about the rules before, and I said I understood it, so I understood it? It's so infuriating.

Ling Xiaorou said the rules again, and then remembered that she seemed to have forgotten to say ...... It's football, it's meant to be played with your feet.

Cover your face, finally remember, it's not too late, after emphasizing the rules again, the two teams can be regarded as understanding this time, they are going to kick this leather football into the door with their feet, right?

At the sound of the order, everyone was in place, and the goalkeeper stood in front of the goal aggrievedly, and they understood that their task was to prevent all goals.

I saw a red team player kick his big foot, that was called a quasi, the field was cheering, and the red team player who scored the goal was also held high by his own player, thrown up and down, and then thrown up and down.

Ling Xiaorou's head was full of black lines, "Stupid, it's for you to kick the ball into the opponent's goal, not into your own goal!" The red team scored a goal and the green team scored a point. ”

The red team, which had just cheered for the goal, wilted and was stupid.

The Green Team was excited and cheering.

Finally, after a night of hard correction, the new game of football was infatuated by the men in the barracks, and even several generals were gearing up to try their skills on the field, but fortunately, there was no more waist-hugging, wrestling, kicking, and dressing.

It seems that Ming'er still has to make both red and yellow cards, and if she fouls at that time, she will be punished, to see who dares to risk being sent off.

He Louyuan heard about the football game made by Miss Biao, and he also went over to observe it himself.

He Louyuan was different from those soldiers who were only interested in football games, and even many of the generals who came with him to watch the games were also in deep thought, because in addition to seeing that football games can strengthen their bodies, they also saw that football games are a kind of exercise for the cooperation and tactics of the soldiers.

If you want to kick a small football through half of the field to the opponent's goal, in addition to the tacit cooperation of the players, there are high requirements in terms of strategy and tactics, such as a look, or a gesture, your team members must understand who the ball is going to pass to, and how the next person will cooperate.

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