With Pinxixi in hand, I have a supermarket in the Changzheng!

She originally thought that at least half of the people would go home with three silver dollars.

After all, the Red Army's journey was full of dangers and difficulties, so it was normal not to want to go with them.

But unexpectedly, not many prisoners went to receive the three silver dollars.

Among more than 3,000 prisoners, more than 2,400 were willing to join the Red Army. This ratio can be said to be quite high.

When Commander Liu saw so many people willing to stay, he was very moved and praised Captain Meng.

"You did a great job in this red expansion operation!"

In fact, Captain Meng did not preach too much to the prisoners today. Instead, he took them for a walk in the fields of Zunyi City.

When the villagers on the road saw the Red Army, they all smiled from the bottom of their hearts. Although they had only been together for more than ten days, they were as friendly as if they were their own family.

The captives found this scene a little bit unbelievable. They had been to Zunyi City before, and the people in the city avoided them like a disaster.

Then we walked to a piece of land, where an old man was turning the soil.

Captain Meng sat down on the edge of the field and asked the large group of prisoners behind him.

"Which of you is a hired farmer?"

"My home is!"

"My family too!"

Among these prisoners, many were born as hired farmers. Their families had no land and they were extremely poor, so they had no choice but to join the army.

Captain Meng asked Wang Lin, who was standing beside him, "Do you think being a hired farmhand is a good idea?"

"Of course not!" Wang Lin answered without any hesitation, and then slowly told his own experience.

"Every time I grew crops, I had to give most of the crops to the landlord. I was so hungry that I could only drink cold water. I had a younger sister, but she starved to death when she was only six years old."

When Wang Lin said this, sadness and helplessness appeared in his eyes. For poor people like them, living was really too difficult.

Captain Meng pointed at the old man who was digging the ground and said, "He used to be a hired farmer, but now this piece of land belongs to him. No matter how much food the land produces, it belongs to the family. He doesn't have to suffer from hunger and poverty anymore."

Wang Lin was very confused after hearing this, "Where did you get this land, old man?"

"After the Red Army enters the city, it will distribute the landlords' land to everyone. Everyone will have land and no one will go hungry. This is what our Red Army is doing."

After hearing this, Wang Lin's eyes went blank and no one knew what he was thinking.

"That's great! If my family had a piece of land, my sister wouldn't have starved to death."

Captain Meng patted him on the back comfortingly. "I remember your family is in Sichuan, right?"

Wang Lin nodded.

"If we pass by your home on the Long March, we will definitely give your parents some good land, so that their life won't be so hard."

Wang Lin's eyes turned red, he lowered his head and nodded heavily.

"Okay! Captain Meng, I'll follow you!"

Although there was not much preaching during this half day, the prisoners all knew what the Red Army was doing and their lofty ideals and ambitions.

More than 2,400 people were divided into various camps, and others who wanted to go home were given three dollars and left the city.

Because of the great victory in this battle, life was exceptionally peaceful and stable for several days afterwards.

But everyone knows that this is just the calm before the storm.

The enemy will surely gather more troops and make a comeback, so we must prepare for the next battle in the next few days.

As a member of the kitchen team, Zhou Yue’s task these days is to prepare dry food for the journey.

When you are running around on the road fighting, you often don't have the time or opportunity to make a fire and cook, so you have to prepare some ready-to-eat dry food.

The young soldier in charge of purchasing set up a table on the street and bought the extra sweet potatoes from the villagers' homes.

In that era, rice and wheat were very precious. The yield was low and the price was high, so the villagers were reluctant to eat them.

Sweet potatoes are particularly popular crops, first of all because they are easy to grow.

You can just cut some sweet potato vines and plant them. They don’t need too much water and have strong vitality.

The yield is also very large, one acre of land can produce three to four thousand kilograms. This thing is very filling to eat. After eating a sweet potato, you won't feel hungry for most of the day.

Therefore, many villagers grow sweet potatoes. After the sweet potatoes are harvested, they are piled in cellars and can be preserved for a long time.

The purchasing soldiers began to shout in the street.

"The Red Army is collecting sweet potatoes! Anyone who has sweet potatoes at home can come and exchange them for money, 2.5 cents per pound!"

When the villagers heard the news, they all went home and took out the sweet potatoes from the cellar.

The Red Army offered a price of 2.5 cents per pound, which was considered to be considerate of the villagers. If it were based on the market price, it should be 2 cents per pound.

Soon, villagers came carrying sacks and baskets on their backs, and a long line stretched from the beginning to the end of the street.

"Sister, this is 138 kilograms. I should pay you 2.76 yuan."

The soldiers in charge of purchasing were very busy. Some were responsible for weighing the sweet potatoes, some were responsible for keeping accounts, and some were responsible for distributing money.

The streets were bustling with people lining up with happy looks on their faces.

Exchanging the extra sweet potatoes for some money can also help supplement household expenses.

The soldiers carried the weighed sweet potatoes to an empty camp.

Many cooks are waiting here, preparing to make these sweet potatoes into dried sweet potatoes to eat on the road.

I drew water from the well and washed all the mud off the sweet potatoes.

After washing, cut into thick strips and steam them.

Zhou Yue always loved making dried sweet potatoes as snacks and was very familiar with the production steps.

It needs to be steamed and dried three times to be sweeter and chewier. But now it is winter and the sun is weak, so it doesn’t have much power.

Therefore, after steaming, just bake it over the campfire and slowly dry it.

There were bonfires everywhere on the open-air dam, and the grills were covered with sweet potato fries, which looked quite spectacular from a distance.

It takes about ten hours to bake, and three pounds of sweet potatoes can produce one pound of dried sweet potatoes.

The dried sweet potatoes were made for several days in a row, and the amount produced was enough to feed a team of nearly 10 people for several days.

In this way, no matter how fierce the enemy's firepower is or how fierce the pursuit is, the soldiers will not have to worry about going hungry on the road.

We entered Zunyi City on February 2, and in the blink of an eye it was the morning of March 28.

"Buzzing..."

Zhou Yue, who was cooking, heard a strange sound coming from the sky. She looked up at the distant sky and was stunned.

[Plane! Tongzi! This is the first time I have seen an airplane since I came to this era! ]

In modern times, airplanes are very popular and it is common to see airplanes in the sky.

But in the 30s, there were actually airplanes in the sky. Zhou Yue was moved when she saw this.

「Uh… Uh…」

The system did not respond, but seemed to be hesitant to speak.

[What's up, Tongzi? What do you want to say? ]

[Well, there's nothing much to say, let me show you a picture. ]

The next second, a horrific video appeared in Zhou Yue’s mind, the cruelty of this video reached its peak.

Even though she had been here for so long, she had never seen such a tragic scene.

After the picture was played, Zhou Yue was unable to come back to her senses, and her tears fell to the ground.