The large-scale use of guns and artillery, and the emergence of important technical units such as the air force and tanks and armored forces that can dominate the direction of wars, have made physical strength no longer the key factor that determines the outcome of wars, and it is no longer a joke for female soldiers to fight on the battlefield.
If Su Yonglin proposed to recruit female soldiers to fight on the battlefield now, all the men in the Ming Dynasty would think it was a joke and that Su Yonglin was out of his mind.
Even Su Yonglin himself felt that his brain was broken.
Letting a group of weak women and a group of rich and powerful men fight in an army formation with cold weapons is simply a way of getting killed when they get tired of living.
But if the Ming army had fighter jets, tanks, and various fully automatic and semi-automatic firearms, it would no longer be a joke for female soldiers to go to the battlefield.
They can also use these weapons to fight against enemies, defend their homes and countries, make military exploits, receive rewards, and gain respect and social status.
Does a confrontation between two planes or two tanks mainly depend on the gender of the pilots on both sides?
From the current point of view, physical strength is still one of the key factors that dominate the direction of the war. The relatively rudimentary firearms of the Ming army also require strong physical strength to use. Even if women go to the battlefield, they can only do logistical chores, or at best serve as auxiliary soldiers.
And the status of auxiliary soldiers...
This is also what Su Yonglin finds difficult.
If the Ming Dynasty achieves a major scientific and technological breakthrough while he is still able to dominate the situation, then he can seize the opportunity to greatly improve the civilization of the Ming Dynasty and allow women to become a vested interest group in the revolution, thus resolutely supporting Revolution and safeguard the achievements of the revolution.
But if he can't wait for that day...
Su Yonglin could only sigh.
He has always done his best, obeyed fate, and never believed in fate. Faced with this almost metaphysical problem, he could only wait.
I hope that the technical staff of the Ministry of Industry are capable enough. When Su Zeying's generation steps onto the stage of history, there will be an opportunity to change all this. They and a generation can live in an era of great change and accumulate China's accumulated wealth. Thousands of years of heritage burst out in one breath, pushing Chinese society onto a completely different path.
Su Yonglin reached out and touched Su Zeying's head.
Su Zeying turned her head and looked at Su Yonglin, smiled, very happy.
After a while, the smiling shopkeeper came over with a plate, followed by Zeng Hui in an apron.
"Hahaha, the rice is here, come, here is yours, mutton crispy rice, here is your chicken, straw mushroom crispy rice, and the soup that was given, please take it easy."
The shopkeeper brought two large clay pots.
Beside him, Zeng Hui, who was wearing an apron, was holding an obviously smaller clay pot.
As soon as the shopkeeper put down the two large clay pots, he was called away, but Zeng Hui stood aside and did not move.
"Cao Ruiling, this is yours."
Zeng Hui placed the small clay pot in front of Su Zeying.
Su Zeying looked at the small earthenware pot, then opened it. The rice was piled high with sauce-roasted pork ribs, and a burst of aroma filled her nostrils.
"You did it?"
"I did it."
"personally?"
"personally."
"Thanks."
"…………"
Zeng Hui blushed and lowered her head without saying anything, her eyes fixed on the crispy rice in the small clay pot.
As if Su Zeying understood something, she immediately opened up the pork ribs with a spoon, scooped out a spoonful of rice covered in sauce from underneath, blew on it, and put it into her mouth.
"It smells so good! Delicious!"
Su Zeying's eyes lit up: "It tastes better than last time!"
After Zeng Hui heard this, her big eyes immediately lit up and she smiled sweetly. The two dimples were sweet and very beautiful.
Then he turned and ran.
Su Yonglin and Su Yong looked at each other again, and laughed together again, all in silence.
Su Yonglin did not intend to interfere with Su Zeying's personal emotional pursuits. After all, he would not become a prince, let alone an emperor, nor would he marry into any official family.
Earlier, many of his subordinates tried to inquire about Su Yonglin's arrangements for Su Zeying's personal affairs, but Su Yonglin pushed them back.
The revolutionary Ming Dynasty did not need the orders of parents and the words of matchmakers, and the Su family did not need Su Zeying to sacrifice personal happiness for political factors. Who he wanted to pursue was his personal choice, and Su Yonglin would respect his choice.
Even whether Su Zeying chooses to join politics or the military in the future is not something Su Yonglin needs to worry about.
Su Zeying has full freedom to choose his career and his own life. This is the confidence given to him by the environment that his father fought for for him by making revolution.
In other words, the Su family, which does not engage in politics or join the military, is the best role model. It can give an absolute moral shock to those guys who are full of selfishness, leaving them speechless and speechless.
Seeing Su Zeying's red ears as she tasted the crispy rice in the earthenware pot seriously, Su Yonglin smiled and opened the earthenware pot in front of him.
The aroma hits your nostrils.
It smells so good.
A pot of rice, two different textures, soft and crispy, mixed together, coated with sauce, plus the deliciousness of chicken and straw mushrooms, is really a great enjoyment.
It's really fragrant, and the sauce is well seasoned. It really tastes better than the crispy rice in the palace, and the portion is quite generous.
With Su Yong's appetite as a big-bellied man, he felt seventy full after eating a large pot of rice and a bowl of soup. Coupled with some snacks he bought on the road, his mouth was full of oil and he was very satisfied.
While he was feasting, Su Yonglin occasionally saw Zeng Hui, who was walking around in the lobby serving tea and water to the guests, secretly looking at his precious son. Seeing him eating big meals, he couldn't help but laugh.
"My Healing Game"
Su Yonglin could not help but feel happy from the bottom of his heart when he looked at his precious son who was eating heavily.
To a certain extent, this is also the significance of his promotion of the development of the revolution.
Bringing changes in all aspects of society, making people's lives easier and simpler, instead of being a series of hardships, so that falling in love is not only a privilege for the talented and beautiful people of the ruling class, but can also benefit the common people and provide them with a relaxed environment. social environment.
Revolution is not only a violent class struggle movement, it can also be very romantic.
After a full meal, Su Yong gave a "meaningful" burp. Su Yonglin was also a little stuffed, and Su Zeying also finished the pot of rice without leaving a grain of rice.
The three of them took out handkerchiefs and wiped their mouths, then walked to the counter to pay.
The shop owner was settling the accounts of a table of guests at the counter. When he saw Su Yonglin and the other three walking over, he laughed innocently again.
"A small portion of pork bone crispy rice costs 8 cents, a large portion of mutton crispy rice costs 12 cents, a large portion of chicken, straw mushroom and crispy rice costs 12 cents. The total cost is 32 cents. Xiao Cao, you really don't need it. Are you treating me to a treat?"
Su Zeying nodded decisively.
"It's really not necessary. I have to pay for it to make me happy."
The shop owner laughed.
"Hahahaha, okay, okay, then Comrade Cao, I accept the favor."
Su Yonglin nodded with a wry smile, took out his money bag, took out thirty-two copper coins, and lined them up on the table.
"Thirty-two cents received, just in time, go on your way~~"
Su Yonglin and Su Yong were about to leave, but Su Zeying ran to Zeng Hui again.
"Although the previous stage test has just ended, there will be an arithmetic test the day after tomorrow. You must prepare well at home tomorrow and don't fail again."
"Of course not! I've worked hard to prepare!"
Zeng Hui blushed: "It was a mistake last time. You have taught me so much this time, I will definitely pass!"
"That's good."
Su Zeying smiled, turned around and followed Su Yonglin out of the store.
Zeng Hui kept standing there, watching Su Zeying's leaving figure, and kept staring.
Until his father couldn't stand it anymore, he walked up and touched Zeng Hui's head.
"Okay, classmate Xiao Cao is gone and you are still staring at me. Don't girls feel ashamed?"
"No!"
Zeng Hui blushed, stamped her feet, turned around and ran away, leaving the shop owner feeling relieved or melancholy for a while.
In the past, I had only heard that female college students were not admitted. Now this little girl is only nine years old and is still a child. How come she is not admitted?
However, that classmate Xiao Cao is not bad. It is said that his grades are unbeatable and he is the first in the school year. He is a famous academic leader and has a promising future.
On the other hand, his father always felt like he had seen him somewhere, and his voice sounded a bit familiar, but upon closer inspection, there seemed to be something very inconsistent.
Illusion?
The shop owner stopped thinking before long because more customers came to patronize his business.
During today's dinner time, the delicious and inexpensive Zeng Kee Crispy Rice is also fully booked, and the table turnover rate is quite high.
