Because he went to bed late, Yang Fan got up late the next day. Prepare to have lunch at the military camp at noon.
Of course, Yang Fan would not let the two ladies eat from a big pot. Yang Fan's soldiers were responsible for cooking.
Yang Fan never did anything special in the military camp. He always set an example and ate some porridge, pickles and the like.
The pickles are mustard shreds and red oil pickled beans. They are all brought in bags.
The food and grass here are provided by the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion. From the Ming Dynasty to the present, everything is rotten. You can imagine the quality of the food.
In the words of a soldier, half of this food is sand and half is rat droppings. That is not something for people to eat.
Of course, this is an exaggeration. The actual distribution of 100 kilograms of grain can only reach half of the actual amount of the military camp. And it also contains a lot of sand and gravel.
They are all miscellaneous grains, and they are all warehouse foundations. Among them are a lot of moldy and spoiled millet, millet and the like.
Huotoujun generally has to wash continuously and shake it with a winnowing machine. The sand and gravel will naturally sink to the bottom. If the grain is light, it will float to the top.
Then the grain is thrown out, water is added in a copper basin, and rat droppings and other debris are floated up and removed again like gold panning.
Then scoop out the food. If there is any sand and gravel that has not been washed out, it will sink to the bottom of the water again.
Then, you can lay the huge marching pot. A whole dead tree burned under the pot. Trees as thick as a bowl are cut into two-foot-long sections for burning fires.
Of course, there is no such thing as dry rice. Just gruel. One bowl per person. Because these people came here temporarily and did not prepare various household supplies. Especially since the food and grass haven’t arrived yet.
This sudden attack by the emperor caught the civil servants and nobles by surprise. They were all angry. Naturally, the food and grass will not arrive immediately.
Yang Fan was so angry that he cursed in his heart. These people had brought over the food from the original Beijing camp to maintain their supplies in the past few days. I don’t know when the new salary will come.
Xungui held back the baggage of the Fifth Army Commander's Mansion and refused to send it. The civil servants withheld the salaries from the Ministry of Housing and Urban-Rural Affairs and refused to pay them. They were also prepared to continue their arm-wrestling with the emperor.
The military does not need to be compared with other departments. If you don't pay them, there will be big trouble. Soldiers who are paid can rebel.
The army was in chaos, and the emperor panicked. At that time, the nobles and civil servants can bargain.
In order to control the army, food was distributed every ten days. The salary is paid once a month.
Now, before the nobles, civil servants and His Majesty decide the winner. Even if you think about it with your buttocks, the military rations are gone. There is no more military pay.
If Yang Fan doesn't care and causes a mutiny, the responsibility will be Yang Fan's.
It happened that he and Zhang Shize were plotted by the emperor. The civil servants and nobles tried to find out anything about these two unfortunate children but could not find anything.
This is really like having someone give me a pillow when I feel like falling asleep. Delivered to your door yourself. Yang Fan didn't dare to rely on Chongzhen to protect him. How stupid do you have to be to be so naive?
So Yang Fan got up in the morning and looked around at the Huotou Army making lunch.
Yang Fan came to the big pot, took the shovel from Huotoujun, and stirred the rice porridge in the big pot.
"Whoever is in charge, come out." Yang Fan said loudly with a straight face.
"Commander, little Zhang Wuzhen, Tian is the leader of the Huotou Army Baihu." A fat man came out of nowhere and said with a bow and a bow.
"What the hell is this cooking? Is it for people or pigs?" Yang Fan rarely lost his temper.
With a clang, the big shovel was thrown into the pot and a piece of rice porridge splashed out.
No wonder Yang Fan was angry, these porridges were yellow-green, not because of the alkali noodles. It’s the moldy and spoiled food that contaminates the color.
Looking at this big pot full of aflatoxin porridge, Yang Fan wanted to drag them all out and chop them down.
"Commander, please spare my life. Commander, please have mercy."
Seeing Yang Fan's rage, the Huotou Army was frightened and knelt on the ground in a dark state, kowtowing like garlic.
Xiao Niangpi came to find the master to go back for dinner, and happened to see Yang Fan getting angry.
He quickly ran over, took Yang Fan's hand and said, "Master, I don't blame these fire-headed soldiers. This is how the food is delivered. And even with this kind of food, it is customary to only give half of it."
Yang Fan didn't want to offend his wife, so he calmed down and said as gently as possible: "These moldy grains cannot be eaten by people, as they will poison people."
Xiao Niangpi persuaded: "Sir, the food in Jingying has been like this for hundreds of years. If you don't eat this, what will you eat? Besides, it's all ready and everyone is waiting to eat."
Yang Fan said with a straight face: "No, soldiers are also human beings, and humans cannot eat pig food. Throw out all this porridge."
When the Huotou soldiers heard that the commander wanted to throw away the porridge. They were all anxious. He knocked his head until it bled.
"Commander, please be merciful. You guys know how kind-hearted the commander is, but even with this kind of food, we can only eat half full. We can't throw it away."
Zhang Wuzhen cried loudly: "They are all useless. Marshal, please chop off the small ones. This porridge cannot be thrown away. These 50,000 brothers are hanging on this porridge."
Yang Fan took a long breath. These bastards have treated soldiers so badly.
Yang Fan's hands were shaking slightly, and Xiao Niangpi could also see that Yang Fan was furious.
She quickly held his arm with her small hands and persuaded him: "It's getting late, and it's too late to start cooking again. Even if your Majesty sends out new rice grains, it will take time. Water from afar can't quench the thirst of nearby people."
Yang Fan said: "If you eat this stuff, you will die. Maybe 50,000 people will die, seventeen or eighty in one day. But now that I have seen it, I can't ignore it."
Xiao Niangpi asked: "Master, what do you mean?"
"Transport the dried noodles from Xinghe Supermarket to me immediately in a caravan, and make lunch first. Cook the noodles quickly. Then, suspend the sale of cornmeal and corn flakes in stock in Xinghe Supermarket, and transport them here first. On supply. By the way, we will also bring in all the fat meat stored in the ice cellar rented in the capital."
Xiao Niangpi said: "Sir, there are many poor people in the supermarket who live by buying three kilograms of cornmeal for one penny. If this stops, they will have to buy high-priced cereals."
Xiao Niangpi paused and continued: "There has been a severe drought for many years, and the price of food has skyrocketed this year. Grains cost seven cents a pound. A common man working on a construction site only earns three cents a month. Three hundred cents. I really can’t feed my family.”
Yang Fan knows all this, but the army must make arrangements here, otherwise there will be big trouble.
Yang Fan said: "Zunhua is very close to here. We have steamships. The lakes here in Nanyuan are connected to the Yongding River. Three days are enough to transport food and non-staple food from Zunhua. The supermarket will temporarily suspend sales for a few days to let everyone go first. Be patient.”
Xiao Niangpi nodded. The main reason was that there was not much inventory in the supermarket, and they all distributed goods according to sales volume. If you want to supply military rations to Nanyuan's 50,000-strong army, additional allocations will be made.
Soon an order came down. The commander-in-chief's military order, today the commander-in-chief rewards everyone, today's training is exempted. Everyone returns to camp. Today’s lunch will be postponed for an hour. At noon, we eat white noodles and braise the fat meat to make sautee.
It’s not a quantitative amount, you can serve it again after you’re done, as long as it’s enough.
As soon as the military order was passed down, there was an immediate sensation among the three armies. The cheers were like thunder.
It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten meat. Many people's memories have been blurred. Many middle-aged soldiers had tears in their eyes.
Meat, there is nothing more exciting than being able to eat meat in the year of great disaster.
The camp was filled with cheers. "I am willing to die for the commander-in-chief", "the commander-in-chief will be a prince forever", "I will go through fire and water, and I will not give up even if I die."
Seeing that Yang Fan's expression finally softened, Zhang Wuzhen said in a low voice: "Commander, it would be a pity to throw away this rice porridge. Let's just feed it to the pigs."
Yang Fanfan waved his hand and pulled Xiao Niangpi. Turned around and left.
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