"Tell me, how to make the salt crystal of military ration vinegar cloth?"

"Huh?"

In the courtyard, Xu Huizu's words stunned Zhu Gaoxu.

He was a new soldier who had been practicing for less than three months, and it was okay to ask him how to practice archery on horseback, but when he asked him what kind of military rations, salt and vinegar, how did he know?

"Isn't military rations just brown rice and rice?" Zhu Gaoxu cautiously looked at Xu Huizu's face and replied, but he didn't want Xu Huizu's face to turn dark:

"I knew you hadn't read the book I gave you!"

Before Zhu Gaoxu entered the barracks, Xu Huizu gave him a copy of Xu Da's codex.

It's just that Zhu Gaoxu had just crossed over for a few days, and his whole energy was spent on preparing for the school examination, where did he have the heart to read the military book.

Now that he opened his mouth to ask, Zhu Gaoxu had a taste of hating less when the book was used.

"Uncle, don't worry, I'll definitely study it carefully later!"

The experience in the workplace in his previous life told Zhu Gaoxu that at this time, he can't work against a leader who is good to him, he can't reply and explain, it's best to admit his mistakes directly, and then explain.

Sure enough, Xu Huizu was stunned for a moment when he saw Zhu Gaoxu admit his mistake so quickly.

With his understanding of his nephew, Zhu Gaoxu is a person who does not eat hard and soft, his thoughts are stubborn, and what he thinks, nothing others say can be changed.

According to the past, Zhu Gaoxu must have loudly contradicted himself at this time, but now......

"Sure enough, the barracks is a good place to hone your temperament......" Xu Huizu sighed in his heart, and then continued the topic and explained to Zhu Gaoxu:

"April 15th assessment, there is only one month left, you study honestly these days, don't muddy the face of Yanfu."

"The kid knows, Uncle Lao reminded me." Zhu Gaoxu saw that he was confused, his face immediately recovered, and he said with a hippie smile:

"Uncle, I live in Nanjing, and I don't have any income from the palace, ...... you see?"

"Your eldest brother found out about you yesterday, and asked the people in the palace to send twenty bills and ten pieces of money, so that you don't suffer yourself."

Before Zhu Gaochu finished speaking, Xu Huizu shook his head and said that Zhu Gaochi asked people to send him money, and the soldiers at the door also put ten yuan and twenty bills on the stone table in the front yard.

Looking at those money, Zhu Gaoxu's expression on his face was a little unnatural.

After all, he knew that the future son of his good big brother was the murderer who killed him, so no matter how good Zhu Gaochi was to him, he felt very strange.

If Jing can succeed, what is placed in front of Zhu Gaochu is to compete with Zhu Gaochi for the crown prince, or honestly take the place and support the army to save his life.

Therefore, since the crossing, he has been avoiding Zhu Gaochi.

It's just that he never thought that he had arrived at the barracks, and Zhu Gaochi was still worried about himself.

"You had a conflict before, and you could be reconciled in a few days, but this time I don't know what happened to you, so you avoided him like this."

Xu Huizu looked at Zhu Gaoxu's unnaturalness and couldn't help but sigh.

He didn't teach Zhu Gaochu a lesson, because he was afraid that it would backfire, after all, Zhu Gaochu had only changed his temper for a few months, and it would be bad if he was forced back again.

"I just want to come out and work out."

Zhu Gaoxu responded with a smile, and Xu Huizu, who looked at him, didn't say much, but shook his head and glanced at the empty kitchen and firewood room:

"A little bit, I'll ask someone to camel some firewood and send a cook."

Seeing Xu Huizu say this, Zhu Gaoxu hurriedly said: "The firewood is very good, but the cook is not necessary, the kid has some skills." ”

"Then it's up to you." Xu Huizu shook his head, waved his hand again, and said, "This month, you should study the military books carefully and walk around the barracks more." ”

"There are still some things in the Governor's Mansion of the Chinese Army, I'll handle it first, and you can do it yourself."

After that, Xu Huizu got up and was about to leave, while Zhu Gaoxu got up and sent him out of the door.

Xu Huizu walked out of the courtyard gate, skillfully turned over and got on his horse, and then exchanged some words with him, and then left with more than 20 soldiers.

After he left, Zhu Gaoxu also returned to the house with the money, and while putting them on the table, he also took out the military book hidden deep in his luggage.

"Xu's Rule"

Zhu Gaoxu looked at this art of war that had not been passed on to future generations, and couldn't help but think of his grandfather, Xu Da, the king of Zhongshan.

In the few memories of his predecessor that remained in Zhu Gaoxu's mind, Zhu Gaoxu didn't seem to have met Xu Da a few times, and his memory of his grandfather was only very tall and unsmiling.

"Military rations, vinegar cloth, salt crystal ......"

Zhu Gaoxu opened the military book in a chatter, but after only reading it for a while, he had a headache and couldn't read it.

It's not that Zhu Gaoxu can't understand it, it's that this military book is too messy.

Facts have proved that people who can fight may not necessarily write military books, anyway, Xu Da's military books are a bit messy.

Zhu Gaoxu stubbornly looked at it, and it wasn't until a quarter of an hour later that he looked a little in.

In general, Xu Da's military book is somewhat similar to the writing of "Water Margin", and the words are very straightforward, even people like Zhu Gaoxu who are shallow in Chinese can see a rough idea.

"I have to learn the official literature when I have time......

Zhu Gaoxu sighed, and at the same time learned about the three things Xu Huizu said.

Generally speaking, it is not surprising that soldiers are stationed in the city and eat soft rice and millet.

However, if you are going to fight long distances, or deep into enemy territory, and fight in the wilderness, the food should be small in size, high in density, easy to carry, and full of food is the best food.

To put it bluntly, military rations are portable rations, such as compressed biscuits in modern times.

In Xu Da's military book, the military rations of the Ming army were usually taken from rice and one stone before the expedition, shelled and washed, cooked and baked in the sun, dried and then removed impurities, and then steamed.

After repeating this ten times, you can get two buckets of hard rice.

These two buckets of rice need to be carried by soldiers on the march, and each time they bury the pot to make rice, each person takes three coins of hard rice, throws it in boiling water, and after boiling, you can get a bowl of hard rice.

Such two buckets of military rations, plus two taels of salt crystals and one foot of vinegar cloth, are enough for a soldier to eat for fifteen days.

As for the salt crystal is military salt, the normal production process needs to take three catties of salt, put water into the pot and boil, until it is small, there will be about three fingernails as big as a block, the weight of two taels, every time you cook, you can cut off a trace with a knife.

The vinegar cloth is to soak the coarse cloth into a pound of vinegar, after drying, every time you cook, cut an inch, soak it in water, and then pick it up when the coarse cloth changes color.

In addition to these necessary materials for the march, if the imperial court was financially wealthy, the Ming army would also take mulberries, wild fruits, or other vegetables and fruits, and soak them in water after being exposed to the sun.

In the book, Xu Da also specially explained that none of these things can be missing, and if one is missing, it will make it difficult for the soldiers to persevere.

"From a scientific point of view, it means supplementing salt and vitamins......" Zhu Gaoxu muttered, but did not forget to praise:

"The military rations made from these things, even in the modern nineteenth century, are considered good military rations."

Zhu Gaoxu was interested, and he couldn't help but continue to immerse himself in the content of the military book.

And just like that, the next time he came back to his senses, he had already heard the sound of the backyard door being opened.

"Your Highness! We're back! ”

"Good ......" Hearing Yang Zhan's voice, Zhu Gaoxu put away the military book and reluctantly put the military book in the bookcase.

When he got up and walked to the backyard, he saw Wang Xuan and Yang Zhan driving a donkey cart into the hospital, and on top of the donkey cart there were stacks of dry firewood, baskets of vegetables and fruits, and some jars and jars.