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After Tu Hao said hello and handed over the route map, he went to sleep and lay down before eating two mouthfuls of food.

Second Uncle Ye felt sorry for this strange nephew and was funny at the same time. If the war was not on the verge of breaking out now, he might even make fun of it.

He personally carried the nephew to his barracks, and muttered, "This one with the same body is not strong at all." Thinking about his own son, his arms are so strong that he can run a horse.

Children, it is better to be stronger.

He looked at this skinny kid, and thought of what he had said before, he couldn't help but be amused: "All right, Second Uncle is waiting for your seaweed to dry."

Who would have thought that such a joke would come true?How long has it been?

Although he hasn't tasted dried sea vegetables yet, he has already tasted the benefits of being connected to Rao water.

The lives of tens of thousands of people in Xinshanguan rely on a small river and several wells for almost all water.It's okay to say usually, but if there is a drought, the small river will not dry up, but the water supply is also very tight.

Now that the water is passed through, even if it is just a not-so-wide river channel, the water problem at Xinshanguan can be considered to be completely solved.The key is to have such a safe route, and it will be many times more convenient to transport materials back and forth in the future.

Ever since he saw the people from the Ministry of Industry come all the way to survey and map, he began to be excited. At this moment today, he really saw this endless Rao Shui... When the extension was extended, he became even happier, and it was finally over. To the point.

He hadn't even stepped out of the room when he heard a cheerful voice coming from a distance outside.Apparently he wasn't the only one so happy.

When he turned around and left the barracks, he immediately put on a serious face: "A bunch of trash!" He was so strong, but digging a river is not as good as a little mouse!Trash Dim Sum still wants to eat the mutton of their little mouse, and when the war starts, let the group of people rush to the front.

The guards outside the door didn't know who he was scolding, so they could only stand still.

Second Uncle Ye said solemnly: "The group of bastards who were punished to dig the river before will be directly assigned to the engineer battalion." For the rest of your life, don't think about going to the battlefield to accumulate military exploits!

A soldier boldly said: "General, but we don't have an engineering battalion, and the engineering battalion from Beijing may not be so easy to talk to."

If he could enter the engineer battalion from Beijing, it would not be called punishment at all!Looking at his head-to-toe equipment, as well as his physical fitness and the way he moves, it is no exaggeration to say that his combat effectiveness with a shovel is much higher than that of ordinary soldiers with knives and guns.That engineer battalion is a real elite soldier!

So what if the boss of the engineer battalion is their boss' Lao Tzu?Their boss absolutely doesn't have the face to stuff a bunch of trash into an elite soldier.

Uncle Ye, the boss of Xinshanguan, certainly didn't mean that.His meaning is very clear: "Don't we set up an engineering battalion ourselves? In the future, some places in our barracks that need to be labored will let these people come!"

Obviously, Uncle Ye did not learn from Grandpa Ye at all how to build a special elite army, but completely regarded the soon-to-be-established engineer battalion as a special force for labor reform in the army.

Uncle Ye thought about it for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was feasible. At that moment, he asked someone to join the army, and together they formulated a set of effective engineering battalion entry regulations and management rules, which is almost a set of sergeants. punishment method.

The previous practice of beheading, whipping, and running circles after making a mistake temporarily bid farewell to the frontier barracks at Xinshan Pass.

Second Uncle Ye stood by the newly dug river, with his hands behind his back, full of beautiful yearning for the future: "The river is still narrow now. In the future, we will use big ships and sailors!"

Don't worry, there must be something easy to dig in this river!

The sergeants who were fined to dig the river on the side trembled when they heard the words: they were not very relieved.

Tu Hao didn't know that he slept out of an engineer battalion after he woke up.The most urgent work came to an end, and he slept very soundly this time.

I didn’t know when I woke up, and I sat on the hard bed and thought to myself: “Go on vacation next? Well, I can’t. Slow down the pace a little bit, and do greening on the embankments along the coast first… ...I'm hungry, find something delicious."

What's delicious at the border?

Tian San, who has been traveling with the fleet for two months, has already thought about it without Tu Hao's orders, but there is really nothing delicious at the border.In Xinshanguan, the so-called edible local products are probably a few kinds of wild vegetables.

This wild vegetable can barely be eaten in spring, and now it is autumn, and the wild vegetable is too old to eat.

Hearing Tian San's words, the gang leader smiled and said: "The only thing that can grow well here is pumpkins. As you can see, the hills around here are all rocks, and even the sheep can't feed them." He whispered again , "That is to say, Master Biao opened a ranch in Wufeng, so we can follow the site."

The output of a ranch is naturally limited.Even if the scale of Wufeng Ranch is not small, and it is dedicated to their military camps, it is impossible for tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians in the entire Xinshan Pass to eat meat, which is unrealistic.

Tu Hao is a person who distinguishes between distant and close relatives very clearly when doing things.Uncle Ye is one of his own people, so he must first ensure that his people have meat to eat.As for the rest, whether Second Uncle Ye allocated it to the personal barracks or to other soldiers has nothing to do with him.

As gang leaders, they can't eat meat, but they can always get a little bit of water and bone soup.Compared with the previous days when there was no trace of oil bloom all year round, it was much better.

Their life was even harder when there were no pumpkins.It is almost enough to eat now.

The leader of the gang spoke with a proud face, Tian San, apart from admiration, was once again grateful that he had met such a good host.Otherwise, when he was young, even if he survived, his life would be incomparable to now.

According to Tian San's understanding of wild vegetables, even if they are the freshest in spring, he doesn't like to eat them too much.For border soldiers, the rare and delicious Wufeng sheep is actually not very good in meat quality.Dalang's favorite food is Anchang sheep.He actually sent someone to send the sheep from Anchang, but he didn't know if it could be delivered today.

But when it comes to Wufeng sheep, he thinks of the benefits of being in Xinshanguan, where he can drink fresh goat milk.There are only a few sheep in my small village, and the goat milk has to be kept tight for children and the elderly, and some have to be sent to the palace from time to time.When Dalang starts to control the water, he can only make goat milk powder.

Thinking of this, Tian San had an idea.

However, when Tu Hao woke up, the only thing waiting for him was the empty plate on the outside table, and Ye Dahua who was caught by the thief!

Ye Dahua just came back from the grassland.It is inconvenient to go out, let alone to engage in dangerous military missions.When he went out, it was a charcoal, but when he came back, it turned into cinders.

After he came back to report the task, he went directly to his father's barracks. When he saw all kinds of delicious snacks on the table, he didn't think much about it. He grabbed it and ate it. When he was caught, he just put a piece of fried fresh milk Put it into his mouth, and drank the last sip of fresh goat milk: "Little mouse, you are so fast."

He often went for a walk outside the customs recently, and saw the people who dug the river when he came back, but he hadn't seen his little cousin, and he didn't have a chance to have a good meal.

"Sure enough, the group of leaders around my father doesn't have this skill at all, and your cook is the best." Where there is a little cousin, there is delicious food.

Of course, Tu Hao wouldn't fail to recognize someone, but: "My breakfast..."

Ye Dahua stood up and walked around the little mouse brothers: "It's noon now, what do you have for breakfast? Come on, let's go to the kitchen and look around for something delicious, and let them make it later in the evening. Speaking of which, you brought a few cooks with you ?”

When Tu Hao just woke up, he suffered a painful blow from his baby teeth before washing his face, and his mind was completely in a daze.After arriving at the kitchen, he was told that Tian San had gone out, and he didn't know why.

So, after two months of hard work, Tu Hao had a rare late sleep, and when he woke up, he could only wake up with the special dish of the border guards—cooking cakes.

He gnawed, gnawed off a bit of cake crumbs, took a sip of the cool water, and gnawed again, still a little bit of cake crumbs.

When did Tumozi treat himself badly in terms of food?The more he thought about it, the more wronged he became, and the more he gnawed, the more angry he became, and couldn't help but slapped the pancake on Ye Dahua's face, crying "Wow".

It happened that Xu Mingxu and Second Uncle Ye were passing by together, and he raised his head when he heard the angry crying.

Xu Mingxu immediately stepped forward and hugged his own mouse in his arms, patted the back like coaxing a child and coaxed softly: "Little mouse is good, don't cry or cry." Looking at Ye Dahua, he asked with his eyes: What's wrong?

Ye Dahua felt her nose crooked after being photographed.

There is nothing else particular about cooking food in the military, except that it can withstand hunger and endure hunger.In addition, most of the food used in the military is coarse grains, and the cakes made are not only hard, but also a little bit bumpy.

No matter how weak Tu Hao's physical strength was, he was still a teenager who had been on the construction site for a long time. With systematic training, his strength was a little smaller than that of ordinary adult men, but it was still limited.

Ye Dahua's nose was sore from being patted, and she almost shed physiological tears. She was so busy rubbing her nose that she completely ignored Xu Mingxu's eyes.

Uncle Ye didn't care about these things, he stepped forward and slapped his son hard on the back: "What's the matter? You bullied my brother right after I came back!"

Ye Dahua was very wronged: "The little mouse beat me with cakes, when did I bully him?" Can he bully him?Does he dare to bully?

Enmity with snacks is irreconcilable!

Tu Hao wiped away his tears from Xu Mingxu's arms, and with a cat face that had just woken up and hadn't washed it, he sued forcefully, "Second Uncle, your son robbed me of my breakfast and my snacks!" Speaking of snacks, he recalled that Ye Dahua robbed him of snacks in the Imperial College when he was a child, and added loudly, "I have been robbed of snacks since I was a child!"

Finally, unsurprisingly, sibling feuds usually end with the older brother being beaten.

Tu Mouse ate the snacks that Xu Mingxu brought from the capital, and when his belly swelled, he remembered to ask, "Why is brother here?"

Xu Mingxu looked at his still red eyes, and lowered his voice three points: "I will transport sea vegetables to my second uncle for you."

The author has something to say:

Little Mouse~(￣▽￣)~*: I am very strong.

Ye Dahua (≡ω≡.): Who gave you confidence?

Little Mouse~(￣▽￣)~*: I am stronger than my father!

Ye Dahua (≡ω≡.): Hehe, one weak chicken and another weak chicken.

Little Mouse (/TДT)/: Second Uncle, your son calls my father a coward!

Second Uncle Ye (￣ε(#￣)☆╰╮o(￣炿￣///): Okay, beat him!

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