Transmigrator Meets Reincarnator Chapter 83: : Eat meat in the army (1)
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The fierce wind and Xiao Xiao, when the Kyoto in the Dawu Dynasty was still in the early autumn when the tigers from time to time harassed, already in the northern border Liangzhou entered Xiao Shou's early winter in advance.
The north border frontier training ground ten miles away from Liangzhou City, nomadic barbarians in the distance stopped the nomads and set up tents to store food for the winter. In addition to the daily troops sent by the frontiers, In terms of work, we still have to persist in training.
Cooking smoke from the fireman's barracks on the training ground, already is making dinner.
The sunset is falling at the end of the sky, leaving only a ray of red light on the earth, giving Xiao Suo ’s vast grassland a vivid color, but even if this color is fresh, it will not stop the whirring Harsh wind.
A loud horn sounded, one after the other, until it spread throughout the frontier barracks.
The last word of the banner on the training ground was over. There was a burst of brave soldiers shouting, and the captains in the training shouted for dinner.
Even in the early winter, the North Frontier who is not in a state of war preparations only eats two meals a day, one morning and one night.
The soldiers practiced a day of soldiers and sweated a lot. By this time, the already hungry front chest was stuck to the back, and the captain ordered to run to the fire brigade. Can't chase it back.
More than three hundred elite soldiers of Guo Xiaowei's barracks went to the fire brigade suddenly.
Tall and powerful Guo Xiaowei followed behind the soldiers, with a smile on his tanned face that had been tanned for many years in the military career, pointing at those running soldiers like rabbits and laughing.
Guo Xiaowei is followed by two men. The strong and slender man on the left is even one head higher than Guo Xiaowei. Look at his deep eyes and Ying Ting's nose to know that this is a young man who is only about twenty. Man, it is going to admire his appearance, but it is a pity that he has a dark beard and covers half of his face, which is a pity.
The man on the right is almost the same as Guo Xiaowei. One face is shaved cleanly and neatly. Unfortunately, his square face is small and his body is a bit heavier than Guo Xiaowei, so there is nothing to look at. But the square-faced burly man also looked very young.
Guo Xiaowei reached out and patted the two around him, "Zixiang, Yuhong, take good care of the little cubs under your hands, and look at the sky."
Zi Xiang is the character of He Changzheng, and Yu Hong is naturally the square-faced and burly man.
Because of the relationship between Jing Anbo and King Jin, although He Changzheng entered the northern border and served under Guo Xiaowei, but because of his status, he started at a higher level than others. .
The commander of the Dawu dynasty is always equivalent to the centurion in the army, and his men lead a team of more than a hundred people.
His Majesty Guo Xiaowei has three masters, in addition to He Changzheng and Xiao Yuhong, there is one Zhang Mai who is over thirty.
He Changyu and Xiao Yuhong responded with a smile.
Guo Xiaowei looked at the already side of the Huotou Army Barracks and speeded up his pace. "Let's hurry up, or we will let the group of hungry ghosts give birth to them."
Guo Xiaowei is just a joke. He and the three leading soldiers will stay separately.
But Guo Xiaowei treats soldiers like brothers and soldiers, and his food is generally the same as that of soldiers, but he has a larger portion. He is upright and never opens a small stove for the fireman.
The only time I drank pheasant soup was because I was sick and trained. The old fireman couldn't afford to do extra for him. This was a year ago.
But the northern border is already bitterly cold. Although the frontiers have regular grain and money and silver distributed by the imperial court, after all, the supplies are limited. The military rations are really rough. They are not in the preparation period and they are only enough for the frontiers. Even if Guo Xiaowei wanted to turn on a small stove, there was nothing else delicious.
The three arrived at the fire brigade. The old fire brigade quickly brought out three large porcelain pots and placed them on a light wooden table outside the camp. There were four wooden stools by the table. At this time, it was evening. Because of the shelter of the tent and carrying the wind, I could take advantage of the daylight to have a vicious army dinner.
Guo Xiaowei let his two deputies sit down, pointing at the three porcelain pots on the table, "I'm tired all day, eat them all!"
He Changyu and Xiao Yuhong were immediately unambiguous. They took the chopsticks next to them and began to eat.
The porcelain bowl is nothing more than a bowl of green fruit porridge mixed with Chinese cabbage. There are two pot-shaking pot helmets on it. There is no meaty smell. The green fruit porridge is just added some coarse salt. Because it is inferior coarse salt, it also has a bitter taste of other things.
Where can such a meal tangle the taste, it just barely fills the stomach.
Xiao Yuhong solved a pot helmet with three mouthfuls. She swallowed her neck and stretched her neck. After that, she drank several mouthfuls of green fruit porridge, and then washed the pot helmet blocked by her throat.
He was blushing, breathing heavily, staring at the huge porcelain basin.
Don't look strong like a calf, but he is one year younger than He Changzheng. This year is only nineteen. The family is also a military general Aristocratic Family. He entered the camp last year. Although the discipline at home is strict, he has been eating since childhood. But there has never been a shortage.
"Guo Brother, He Brother, at this time, I really want to eat the meat stewed by my mother. I used to think that the meat was too fat when I was at home. Now if I can bring me a pot, I will I can eat everything. "
Guo Xiaowei nodded him in a funny way, "Why, the rest of the half can't eat anymore, let me help you eat it!"
Xiao Yuhong hastily kept her porcelain pot in her arms, like a puppy protecting her food, but she can't help laughing.
"No, Guo Brother, I'm not full yet!"
"Hum, didn't you say you want to eat meat?"
"Isn't it! If anyone has meat, who will eat this rough noodle!"
He Changying is holding the bowl and slowly eating the food in front of him. Although he eats fast, the food is not only embarrassing, but also faintly elegant.
Except for the bearded beard, which is a bit inconvenient and occasionally stained with congee. He buried his head and ate, as if he had not heard the conversation between the other two at the table.
As soon as the words of Guo Xiaowei and Xiao Yuhong fall, a male voice like a breeze just says, "Who says no meat!"
"What? There is meat?" Xiao Yuhong, who had not known meat for several months, could not help but stand up with red eyes in her eyes, and her small eyes widened with excitement.
The talking man slowly came over holding the empty bowl. He was about the same height as He Changyu. He didn't need to face him. He was also in the uniform uniform, but he was obviously a round older than He Changyu. He is the third leader of Guo Xiaowei's team.
Zhang Mai relapsed today. He was waived from training by Guo Xiaowei and took a rest in the tent for a long time. He was having dinner and swaying.
He Changyu, who had been sitting quietly before eating, did not know why his body suddenly froze.
Xiao Yuhong's mouth-mouth problem has started, and he ca n’t wait to eat meat. He slaps his face and walks in front of Zhang Mai, pleases: "Zhang Brother, you said that there is meat, you ca n’t forget my brother ! "
Zhang Mai smiled mysteriously, and then stretched out his index finger to secretly point to the finger like a fixed He Changzheng.