Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

The fire in the barracks has not been extinguished yet. Soldiers are chatting around the campfire. They are wearing new cotton padded clothes—they are all the same color and the same size. Holding a water glass, pouring hot water in it, many of them took off their shoes and roasted their feet by the fire.

Soldiers are not allowed to leave the barracks without orders, not to mention them, even the centurion commanders and thousand commanders above will be beheaded if they sneak out. They are strictly controlled, and those who enforce the military law will not give face to anyone, and because of this Well, the common people around the barracks don't have to live in such fear.

Soldiers stay in the barracks for a month before they can go out for two days, and they have to report their itinerary clearly during these two days.

But there are also many recreational activities in the barracks—for example, Lin Yuan asked people to play basketball and Cuju, and some simple fitness equipment, similar to the equipment in the park fitness center. After training, soldiers can also find it for themselves. Do something.

Holding the water glass in his hands, Zhao Laosi pulled out a sweet potato from the embers of the extinguished fire under his feet, blew on it twice, peeled the skin and ate it.

The people next to him laughed at him: "You still hid one, why are you in a hurry? It's not like you won't have to eat tomorrow, but tomorrow there will be broth to drink, isn't it better than eating this alone?"

Mr. Zhao finished a sweet potato in two or three bites, but he didn't feel too full. He came here as a refugee, his wife and children died on the road, he had nowhere to go, and he had no relatives in Gaoyou. On the waistband of his trousers, he still gritted his teeth and joined the army.

"Such a good thing, will there be more tomorrow?" Zhao Laosi licked his teeth, and wanted to lick some sweet potatoes off his teeth.

The comrades laughed at him: "What kind of good thing is this? Now it is grown the most outside."

"This thing grows faster, much longer." Tongpao used to be a farmer, and he got excited when he mentioned this, and went over to talk with Zhao Laosi in detail, "Every day is different!"

"It's just a little bit, so much can be collected."

Tongpao's skin was dark, and when he laughed, even the gaps in his teeth were exposed.

Zhao Laosi said: "I prefer to eat sweet potatoes."

People around me said: "I also like to eat sweet potatoes. Potatoes are not as sweet as sweet potatoes, and they are not as fragrant."

"Then sweet potatoes and potatoes, are we the only ones who can grow them here?" Zhao Laosi asked in a low voice.

Colleague: "These two things don't pick the ground very much, even the low-grade land can be planted, and the harvest is more than others."

Zhao Laosi's eyes widened: "Then...then when I escaped, I didn't see any human beings all the way."

With the sharp increase in the production of sweet potatoes and potatoes in Lin Yuan, the price of food that has been high has been slowly falling, but Lin Yuan has been supporting the prices of sweet potatoes and potatoes. Those who seek profit may think that growing sweet potatoes and potatoes is a good thing when they are hungry, but of course they want to earn more when their stomach problems are solved.

Now, except for a few big cities that can achieve a balance of income and expenditure in his hands, other small cities have to rely on him to provide food, except for self-produced and sold.

The sweet potatoes and potatoes didn't flow out, after all, my family didn't have enough to eat.

It's not that no one doesn't want seeds, and there are quite a lot of forces from all walks of life to inquire.

Food and grass are the most important thing at any time. Soldiers must have food to be obedient, and they must have food to have the strength to go to the battlefield.

However, it has not been three years since the last time Lin Yuan beheaded and stood up. The merchants were eager to move, but few dared to do it. They all stared at others, wanting to see when others would move.

Sometimes the deterrence of violence can indeed bring relatively long-term stability.

"Three days later, some people will be smoked to go to the town. How will we smoke this time?"

The soldiers were still chatting, Zhao Laosi was new here, he couldn't understand, he looked blankly at his comrades.

The same robe explained: "It is to bring food and clothing and send them to those people in remote mountains and remote areas."

Zhao Laosi was taken aback: "Whatever they do, isn't that..." Isn't it full?

Colleague: "Do you know whose soldier you are?"

Zhao Laosi asked doubtfully, "The general's soldiers?"

The fellow robes burst into laughter: "It's Nan Bodhisattva's soldier! You don't even know this? Our Nan Bodhisattva has a bodhisattva heart innately, and he doesn't want to see people suffer, so that's why we are asked to save those who suffer."

Zhao Laosi was even more puzzled.

These soldiers also really love that Nan Bodhisattva?

Isn't it the truth in the world that good people are bullied by others, and good horses are ridden by others?

Zhao Laosi has also met good people, most of them have no good end, but selfish, mean and cruel people live better.

"Without Nan Bodhisattva, I would have died a long time ago." Tongpao pointed to his nose, "I was thin and lame at the time, and I entered the military camp thanks to my colleagues taking care of me. , who will waste food to control me?"

Everyone was noisy, I don't know who started the conversation first, and they talked about the past, and the good time of chatting quickly turned into a conference of memory of bitterness.

When the soldiers were counted in the early morning of the next day, Zhao Laosi was also selected for the next trip to town.

The comrades in the same class expressed their envy to Zhao Laosi after the training.

"It's a rare time to go out. Don't be sad. Although the journey is a bit difficult, it's very interesting."

Fourth Zhao was surprised: "Interesting?"

The same robe crossed his shoulders and said: "It's better than being bored in the military camp. You can also hunt competitively. All the prey you hunt are yours. If you don't have prey, you can eat dry food. If you are on the road during the day, you can fall asleep as soon as you close your eyes at night. You are tired." , but it’s rare to be so happy after being tired.”

Zhao Laosi said, "I don't want to go out, I just want to stay in the barracks."

The military camp is so nice. There are thick and warm clothes. There are at least two sets of clothes a year. You can eat enough every day. Even if there is no meat, you can eat sweet potatoes and potatoes with your belly open. Each person has a bed. Although it is small, you can lie down. It's not difficult for a big man, and it's not too difficult to turn over. When he was at home, no one slept in the same bed.

He was afraid that he would go out this time, what if he was left behind halfway?What if you get lost?He didn't know the way, and he might have starved to death on the way.

Zhao Laosi couldn't sleep, he was afraid of being dragged away in the middle of the night, he didn't want to go anywhere.

When it was time to gather in line, the non-commissioned officers who counted the number of people found that there were fewer people. The military discipline in the barracks was strict, and there was absolutely no such thing as being late and leaving early. Moreover, the system was implemented in small squads, so no one would have the guts to make mistakes.

"Zhao Laosi? Which class is this? Where is the monitor?! Tell the monitor to come over!"

The squad leader was also speechless: "I heard him say before going to bed yesterday that he didn't want to go, but I didn't expect him to really have the guts to run away."

It is impossible for such a big living person to disappear from people's noses in an instant.

"After all this is said, if you don't order recruits for this kind of thing, don't order it."

Recruits all have this problem. They will stay happily in the barracks at the beginning, and then they are unwilling to step out of the barracks even if they are killed. Only when they get acquainted with the people inside and understand the operation inside, will they become stable.

There are no deserters here - soldiers who are unwilling to leave the barracks are no different from deserters to a certain extent.

Zhao Laosi was finally found under the bed. I don't know how he squeezed in. He couldn't even get out, so he had to unload the bed. Zhao Laosi didn't dare to move and lay on the ground crying. While crying, he said: "I don't waste food, I don't go out, don't drive me away..."

For such a grown-up person, crying with snot and tears made people get goosebumps.

The squad leader could only say to the non-commissioned officers who counted: "He probably won't be able to go like this."

The sergeant sighed: "If you want me to tell you, you shouldn't give the newcomer a chance."

Zhao Laosi got his wish and did not go out with the team. He preferred the small dormitory and the same training every day.

The recruit who replaced Zhao Lao Si was also a recruit from the same batch. His name was Feng Gousheng. Because he performed well and he didn't look thin. Carrying a bag, every soldier carries this thing on their back, which contains their own dry food and some necessities.

These knapsacks are all sewn by women, made of the strongest coarse cloth, and have a large capacity, with two shoulder straps and a strip of cloth underneath, which can be tied around the waist, which saves much effort than before.

Feng Gousheng also drove on the road, but never on the road like this. At that time, when he was on the road, his stomach was flat, and all he thought about was whether he could find work after arriving at the destination. Now his stomach is full. Although he is tired, his body It's exciting, he actually still has the mind to look at the surrounding farmland when the whole team is resting.

"It's been barren for several years." Feng Gousheng looked at the barren land, feeling distressed.

Others sighed and said, "I can't get enough to eat by guarding the ground."

It's a joke that the farmers planted the land, but abandoned the land and left their hometown because they couldn't eat enough.

Feng Gousheng remembered that when he was in his hometown, his parents were busy farming all year round, like hard-working cattle, never resting. When harvesting, they guarded the golden wheat field. There was a rustling sound in my ears, but there was always only so little grain in their granary.

At that time, he didn't understand why there was so much food in the field, but he still couldn't eat enough.

Feng Gousheng bent down, squeezed a handful of soil, put it in his mouth, and said to the people next to him, "This land is good, it's fertile land."

"Do you still have the ability to taste the soil?"

"The old crop's skills?"

Feng Gouzeng smiled shyly: "Not necessarily, just a little bit."

"By the way, since there are so many fields here, why didn't you see the village?" Feng Gousheng stood up and looked into the distance strangely.

Someone replied: "The original people here either escaped or died. Few people remember what the original village was called."

"But I guess it will get better in the future."

Feng Gousheng asked: "What? Those people will come back?"

"That probably won't happen, but Nan Bodhisattva will definitely send someone over."

"Yes, if Nan Bodhisattva is here, there must be someone coming."

"Nan Bodhisattva has a very good heart."

"Thanks to Nan Bodhisattva..."