At dawn the next day, Zhang Yang kept his word and took a group of people out to look for food.
The group of people wandered around for a long time and finally found a small stall at the entrance of the alley at the end of Laomiao Street.
There is a multi-layered bamboo steamer on the stall, which contains steamed buns and steamed buns that are not too white.
"Boss, what kind of fillings do you have in these steamed buns?"
Zhang Yang walked to the steamer and without saying a word, reached out and took a bun.
"Sir, the buns are filled with meat, shepherd's purse and pickled cabbage~"
Faced with Zhang Yang's question, the boss quickly replied.
As for Zhang Yang's behavior of taking the buns, the boss was already numb and just pretended not to see it.
While talking, Zhang Yang broke the bun in half in half. It was stuffed with pickled cabbage, and the yellow pickled cabbage made the greedy man's mouth water.
"It tastes good. Then give us sixty. If there is meat filling, we will serve meat filling. Be quick, brothers are all hungry~"
After Zhang Yang finished speaking, he led a group of brothers and walked to the table next to him.
"Well, boss, why aren't you still moving?"
After Zhang Yang sat down, the boss still stood as before, which made Zhang Yang puzzled.
"Okay, I get it now!"
Suddenly, Zhang Yang suddenly realized, took out an ocean from his pocket and threw it at the boss.
"Here's the food money, get ready to go!"
"Sir, it's not about money, it's about the fact that I don't have sixty buns at all. Do I still have the bean porridge and steamed buns to make?"
Glancing at Dayang in his hand, the boss's face flashed with a painful expression, but he still put Dayang on the corner of the table in front of Zhang Yang, and then spoke.
These days, who dares to accept money from being a soldier?
The boss doesn't set up a stall here just for a day or two anymore. He has seen too many soldiers and gangsters.
It's normal for people to eat without paying. What I'm most afraid of is the kind that will destroy your stall after eating.
"Hey, what do I want to do? I'll pay as much as I have. If I don't have it, I'll serve steamed buns and bean porridge as you say. As for the money, what's given to you is yours. It's only natural that you pay for meals. It's yours. Deserve it!”
Zhang Yang threw Dayang to the boss again.
"Hey, I'll go right away, please wait a moment!"
I don’t know if it was the effect of Dayang or the boss’s problem of not having enough buns was solved, but the boss was instantly full of energy.
After a while, all seventeen people were eating hot steamed buns and steamed buns.
A bite of steamed buns, a bite of bean porridge, the taste is so comfortable.
Seventeen people ate a total of 41 steamed buns, 26 steamed buns and a bucket of bean porridge.
"Sir, this is your money."
One ocean these days is equal to one hundred small copper dollars.
Meat buns cost one small copper yuan, while pickled cabbage buns and shepherd's purse buns cost two small copper yuan or three, steamed buns cost two small copper yuan, and bean porridge was so cheap that ten small copper yuan could buy a barrel.
An ocean is more than enough.
"Comfortable, this is how people live!"
Wang Dali stood up, rubbed his overstuffed belly, and let out a sigh.
"Okay, let's go back as soon as we're done eating."
They came and went in a hurry. After eating and drinking, the group walked back.
Soon, additional troops for the second regiment arrived from above.
This time the Second Regiment received a total of 1,500 recruits. Most of the so-called recruits were untrained rookies who had just been recruited from all over China.
All the rookies wore Chinese military uniforms, and each was issued a military cap to be considered a soldier.
However, the weapons were only given to 480 rifles, which was less than a fraction of the number of new recruits.
But there's nothing you can do about it, it's better than nothing.
This time, the three companies were assigned 120 recruits, and as for weapons, they were given 35 rifles, ten of which were old sleeves.
Zhang Yang glanced at the rifling of the old sleeve and threw it aside to gather dust.
It's a joke. The other twenty-five guns can still be used, but those old sleeves and rifling have long been smoothed. If they continue to be used, Zhang Yang is worried that they will injure one of their own people anytime and anywhere.
Damn it, if something happens later, who's to blame?
There were only five rounds of ammunition in the magazine, and the extra ones were not given.
Even if the bullets from the ten unusable old sleeve rifles were taken out and divided equally, each gun would only have seven bullets, which would not be enough for the new recruits to practice.
Fortunately, Zhang Yang and the others had captured a batch on the battlefield before, which was enough for the time being.
The captain of the third company had died before, and all positions were replaced by survivors in turn.
As the highest-ranking surviving member of the third company, Zhang Yang was appointed commander of the third company, and his military rank was promoted from warrant officer to lieutenant.
Wang Dali, Scholar, and Zhang Fugui were promoted to Zhang Yang's original positions, and all three became warrant officer platoon leaders.
The three companies' response matters, including later operations, were all directed and arranged by Zhang Yang.
Although he was promoted, Zhang Yang was not happy.
Looking at the more than a hundred rookies in front of him, Zhang Yang didn't know how to start.
What's even more troublesome is that many of them are children from rich families who have joined the army and are somewhat rebellious. In just two days, Wang Dali, the scholar, and Zhang Fugui have complained in front of him more than once.
[Main mission: tame new recruits. Reward: 100 rifles and 10,000 bullets. 】
"For the rewards of this mission, no matter how difficult it is, you have to do it!"
The system once again took control of Zhang Yang's lifeline, knowing how important rifles and bullets were to Zhang Yang at this moment.
Zhang Yang thought for a while, called Wang Dali, Scholar and others, and asked them to gather all the soldiers together.
"Let me introduce myself, I am your company commander Zhang Yang, with the rank of lieutenant!"
In the huge open space, Zhang Yang was wearing a new military uniform, a steel helmet on his head, and the lieutenant's new epaulettes on his shoulders, shining brightly in the sun.
Zhang Yang stood straight in front of more than a hundred people and began his first lecture to the whole company.
Before Zhang Yang finished speaking, there were waves of whispers among the recruits at the rear.
“%￥#@*&……”
"Everyone, please be quiet. As my soldiers, first of all, please remember that my words are death orders. No matter when and where, I will strictly implement them, otherwise~"
"boom!"
Zhang Yang took out the gun from his waist and fired at the tiles on the roof in the distance.
The tiles were instantly shattered.
Suddenly, the whispers among the team disappeared, replaced by silence.
This distance is a full 150 meters, and you can hit it with your hands. Are these and this people?
"I crawled out from the dead, and I have seen all kinds of bloody scenes, so you'd better put away your arrogant temper and follow the training of your respective platoon leader and squad leader honestly.
In this special period, if there really is something blind, I don’t mind taking more of my own lives in my hands..."
At this point, Zhang Yang paused, and his eyes suddenly turned murderous. Even though it was summer, this group of people felt shuddering.
