I Build an Aircraft Carrier in the Ming Dynasty

"Add some chili, soy sauce and monosodium glutamate, and pour more oil, Lao Liu."

Lao Liu in the cooking class was cooking while the others were coaxing.

"Bum, I still want MSG, but I don't look like MSG. I don't have much oil, so I have to use it sparingly."

Lao Liu scolded with a smile.

However, after scolding, he finally added a little MSG.

This is the benefit given above, only two packs, and there will be no more after use.

This kind of monosodium glutamate is a good thing, a condiment that ordinary people can't afford.

"It's delicious."

Corporal Lou Dazhuang took a bite and burst into tears.

"Just take it easy, don't hold back, you will have to march later."

Sun Yizhou looked at the gobbling soldiers and complained.

After the meal, the soldiers each handed out an orange.

And Sun Yizhou, as the chief, also got an apple.

This is an exotic variety that has only been introduced to China in recent years, and is currently planted in large numbers in Shandong.

Because there are not many, it is still a noble fruit for the time being.

After eating the fruit, the soldiers who were addicted to smoking also lit a real incense brand cigarette.

This is not a material supplied by the army, but needs to be purchased by the soldiers themselves.

In principle, the above does not support soldiers smoking.

However, there is no explicit prohibition. The wealthy soldiers who are willing to spend money to buy them, the people above also turn a blind eye and acquiesce.

"Company commander, company commander, give me a bite."

"Company commander, can you give me a cigarette butt?"

A few greedy and stingy soldiers, who were reluctant to spend money, liked to surround Sun Yizhou at such times.

"Take it, that's all, a bunch of bastards."

Sun Yizhou was so annoyed that he divided the remaining branches.

There are only a few cigarettes, but there are more than a dozen people.

Basically, each person took a few mouthfuls, and when it was the last one's turn, his mouth was almost burning when he took it.

He took a few breaths and spit it out when his mouth was hot, causing a burst of laughter.

Lingao's canned salted fish, Liuzhou's bacon, Guangzhou's Zhenxiang brand cigarettes, these are things from the local garrison.

With rice, salted soda, and fruit, Huajun's meal was not a bad meal. The small landlords in Annan didn't eat as well as them.

In dry food bags, they also stock biscuits, candies and shortbreads.

This is also the reason why fighting costs money. For this meal alone, the average soldier eats about 50 cents.

A horn is a new currency unit created by Dahua. One corner is equal to 0.1 yuan, which is about equal to one coin in the past. And one cent is about equal to one penny in the past, and one hundred is equal to one dime, which is slightly different from the later generations.

With the implementation of the standard currency, money, these currency units have been gradually eliminated.

Fifty cents, or half a yuan, is three or four days' wages for ordinary workers.

Changing to the algorithm of later generations is equivalent to eating a feast of five or six hundred yuan, which is quite extravagant.

This kind of open meal is rarely seen in the Huajun. The food for the march usually costs only about fifty cents, which is also quite expensive.

On the other side, in the jungle, Annan's army is also cooking.

One of the teams, about 30 people, built two large pots, and then poured about three catties of millet into the pot to cook porridge.

On average, a soldier can eat about one or two meters.

What's worse is that there is almost no oily smell in this porridge, only some snake meat and toad meat that have been cut into minced meat, and I don't know if they are poisonous or not.

The salt is also poor, only a few grams are poured into each pot, which is almost the same as if it was not poured. Anyway, when these soldiers were drinking porridge, they would definitely not be able to drink any salty taste.

There is too little rice, and most of the porridge is some unknown wild vegetables.

That's it, these Annan soldiers are also rushing to eat. Three times and five divisions, two pots of porridge were wiped out by these soldiers.

However, after eating, most people are still hungry.

"Boy, don't eat this sour fruit, the more you eat, the more hungry you become."

After a scrawny soldier finished his porridge, he picked a few fruits that were not yet red. However, another veteran with ragged clothes reminded the other party that this kind of fruit should not be eaten blindly.

"If I don't eat, I'll starve to death now."

No matter how much this recruit is, he eats it up.

"I heard that the Huajun has a meal of meat every three days, and the rice is full every day. Even the military dogs eat white rice."

The veteran touched his still uneaten belly and sighed uncontrollably.

People are more mad than people.

What's more annoying is that the food can't even compare to a dog.

It's just a matter of being backward in weapons, and even in terms of food, they are 108,000 miles away from Huajun, which makes them feel that it is not worth it.

"I heard that Huajun set up a self-police team in Lang Son, all of us Annan people. Those who join the self-police team can eat two meals a day."

Another thin, boneless soldier said.

He was talking about the establishment of Da Hua's own police force in Lang Son. The Chinese army had limited strength and there was no problem in attacking fortifications.

Therefore, the Huajun can only use some pro-China elements, or some selfish people who have no concept of a country.

The children organized, gave them a little sword, and let them set up their own police force to maintain law and order in the captured area.

As soon as the soldier opened his mouth, several other soldiers immediately had different ideas in their hearts.

Some of them also don't like the big Chinese, or they don't trust the big Chinese. However, they don't necessarily like to work for the Zheng family.

Many of them serve in the army just for a meal, without the concept of defending their homeland and the country. Since Dahua can eat better, why not go there?

What's more, how safe is the self-police team, dealing with ordinary people who are honest and unarmed.

And to work for Zheng's life, he has to deal with the Chinese soldiers who are like wolves like tigers and full of guns.

The contrast between the two is really stark.

If it weren't for the lack of trust in the Chinese army, they would have surrendered long ago.

"Shut up, what nonsense, are you courting death?"

After noticing the content of their chat, the squad leader cursed.

Compared with those ordinary soldiers, his loyalty to the Zheng family is much higher.

Although he is a low-level officer, he is a manager at the bottom and has a little privilege.

At least, after drinking the porridge, he can take out a pancake from the package to eat.

But, that's about it.

He could hardly find a piece of fat on his body.

At this moment, the scout rushed over, saying that the Hua army had already moved out, and the leading troops had entered the woods.

Immediately, these people became nervous.

It should come, it will always come.

"Continue to investigate, others check weapons and equipment, and prepare for battle."

said the captain.