The War of Resistance: Chapter 1299 grain
In the yard, Ma Erhuzi was chatting with the old hat Shang Zhenwang, when Qian Chuaner's questioning sounded outside the yard: "Oh, Mr. Wang, are you going to go haha? You promised the brothers two days ago. Where's the big white steamed bun?"
"Fuck, is this still life-threatening? Qian Chuaner, why are you acting like this!" This was Wang Qingfeng's distraught voice.
When Shang Zhen, Wang Laomao and Ma Erhuzi looked out from the gate of the courtyard, they saw Wang Qingfeng's figure fleeing into a nearby alley.
Then Qian Chuan'er, who was walking past a courtyard wall, followed, first glanced into the alley, then turned around and waved his hand, while he himself stood there like a sentinel.
At this time, a dozen or so people ran out from the direction Qian Chuaner was coming from. Those people didn't look like soldiers, but they couldn't be described as disheveled.
Some were naked from the upper body, and some were only wearing a pair of big trousers, but the clothes on their bodies were all turned into strangely shaped and packed bags.
What is an odd shape?
If you use clothes to make a bag, it is no different from a bag made of square furoshiki, but if you use trousers as a bag, then naturally you can only tie the waist and two trouser legs, that is a " Ya"-shaped baggage.
As far as the shape is concerned, how should I put it, it looks like the lower body of a scarecrow. Doesn't the shape of this burden seem a little weird?
The few people who ran over were also veterans, Qiu Bo, Hu Zhuzi, Yu Zuolong, Chu Tian, Chen Hanwen, Gu Man, Hou Wangshan were all there, and Shan Fei and Yang Zhaocai were among them.
But Shan Fei and Yang Zhaocai's clothes were very formal, and they didn't take off their clothes.
However, the old hat Shang Zhenwang and Ma Erhuzi who were guarding the gate of their courtyard couldn't care less about it. They whispered "Hurry up" in their mouths, and the seven or eight people filed in.
"Don't throw it on the ground, go into the house!" Ma Erhuzi said anxiously.
So those people with big and small bags ran to the room on the side of them, which was the kitchen of these veterans.
"Put it down quickly, what the hell, I'm stabbed to death!" Hu Zhuzi entered the house and threw his two bundles made of military uniforms on the ground.
Now he only wears a pair of big pants, although he has always been rough and thick, but he said after entering the house and throwing away the burden, and the others said the same thing, "I'm stabbed to death", some Some even reached out to scratch.
It's noon now, and the weather is very hot. It is conservatively estimated that the temperature will be above 35 degrees Celsius. That person is sweating even if he is lying still, not to mention that Qiu Bo and the others came back from running.
That's why the beads of sweat fell down with a slap, and the whole body was shining with crystal water, and because of this, every part of their bare skin that came into contact with the bulging baggage was flushed!
Compared with the veterans who came in, Ma Erhuzi was already overjoyed: "Oh, so many come back!"
As he spoke, he untied one of the bundles, and when the bundle was opened, there were countless golden ears of wheat inside!
The moment they saw the ears of wheat, everyone in the room either squatted or stooped together.
"It's really hard, it feels harder than the wheat in our hometown." Ma Erhuzi said while reaching out to pinch the awn on a wheat ear.
"It smells good only when it's hard!" Hu Zhuzi said.
"Yes, it's also a **** good listener!" Qiu Bo said casually.
As soon as Zha Ting was mentioned, the room became chaotic again, and those shirtless people who were blushing hurriedly stretched out their hands to scratch it again.
There is an old Chinese saying, "the tip of a needle is against the awn", which is used to describe that two people do not give in to each other. The tip of the needle is metal, and the awn is of a plant. But listen, the awn can match the tip of the needle. Well, then its tingling can be imagined.
That's right, the red dots on Qiu Bo and the others were pierced by the wheat awn through their clothes!
According to science, when the wheat awn **** the skin, the capillaries will rupture, and when it is soaked in sweat, it will cause pain. In Northeast dialect, it is called "killing"!
"Listening is better than starving!" After Qiu Bo had finished speaking, Hou Wangshan continued.
Yes, no matter how painful it is, it is better than starving!
The two meals of porridge this day starved the soldiers of the guard company to death.
Although they are not as thin as some soldiers, they are also the kind who are fat and dragged thin.
Nowadays, the army's food supply belongs to the supply system, which is distributed by localities or military depots under the management of the central government, and does not require each department to purchase by itself.
But the local government here doesn't know why it just sees that the rations given by the 51st Army with blue eyes are limited.
To say that the food is limited, it is really not because of the Japanese army.
Now that the Nanyang Japanese army stationed by the 51st Army has not come over, there is naturally food.
Of course, due to the needs of the Anti-Japanese War, the common people went through layers of exploitation and then paid the imperial grain and state taxes, and there was not much left, but that had nothing to do with the army. During the war, everything is based on military rations.
Because the military rations are not enough, the top leaders of the 51st Army have negotiated with the local government many times, but the local government shirks it for various reasons, but it does not give enough. If it is said that the veterans always hurt Wang Qingfeng in this matter, it is actually just a mouthful, and Wang Qingfeng is also There is no way.
Even when Wang Qingfeng went to the local area to ask for military rations, he was full of gunpowder with the local officials.
Once, Wang Qingfeng's conversations with local officials became as follows.
"Get food!"
"Sir, we have no food."
"It's okay if you don't give it, it's okay if you don't give it, anyway, we won't starve to death, we will do what you give us!"
"But sir, we don't have any food. You can't solve the problem even if you say this."
"Is there no food?"
"It's not that we don't give it, we have no food! If we want to have food, we have to wait until the wheat is harvested, right?"
"Fuck, there is no food, right? If you give me some food, I will help you fight devils."
"That's what you do as soldiers."
"Okay, then I will send troops to garrison your house. Anyway, I don't have the energy to fight devils. Bring a bundle of cluster grenades, and let's go to the West together!"
Speaking of which, the local officials didn't say a word, but the attitude was still - no food!
Since they couldn't get enough food, the training of the various departments of the 51st Army stopped, and the half-starved soldiers could only look forward to the wheat harvest.
The Nanyang area only grows one season of wheat, winter wheat, which is sown in mid-October of the first year and harvested in late May of the following year.
It is also because of this that when Wang Qingfeng came in and scolded Ma Erhuzi for going to the roof, Ma Erhuzi sent Wang Qingfeng away by saying, "I don't think the wheat is ripe." It's time to harvest the wheat, what do you do for logistics?
Of course Wang Qingfeng understood Ma Erhuzi's subtext, so she turned around and ran away.
But what did Qiu Bo and the others go out to do at noon?
Everyone is from the Northeast, and the Northeast also grows wheat, but it is spring wheat, which is planted in spring and harvested in July and August. The reason is the same.
So now that the wheat has matured, of course it is time to get grain.
At this time, the impatient Ma Erhuzi had already put an ear of wheat on the palm of his hand and rubbed it with his hands. He just rubbed it a few times and blew it with his mouth, and the outer skin was blown off to reveal the golden wheat grains inside.
"Where are these wheat grains? This is obviously a big white steamed bun!" Ma Erhuzi exclaimed.
When Ma Erhuzi said this, everyone's Adam's apple couldn't help but twitched, they were swallowing their saliva.
It's just that everyone has discussed in advance how to eat the wheat they got, so how can they make white flour steamed buns.
Making steamed buns is too much work, and they have to be beaten and then crushed with a mill and then ground into flour with a stone mill.
Not to mention how cumbersome the procedure is, nor how Qiu Bo and the others got the wheat, whether it was stolen or bought, they can't make too much noise, and if others know Great?
At this time, Ma Erhuzi glanced at Solo Fei and Yang Zhaocai and asked, "Why are you two here?"
It was agreed by Shang Zhen's group of veterans to get food to eat, but Shang Zhen and Wang Laomao didn't know about it.
They don't know how the veterans got it back. They can't rob it. It's possible to steal it or buy it, but it's a secret thing to do, so they didn't bring the original guard company with them, so they don't care about it. That's strange.
"It's just that when we came back, we ran into the two of them~www.mtlnovel.com~ and took them together." Needless to say, Qiu Bo had already explained it, and then Qiu Bo said to Solo Fei and Yang Zhaocai, " I'll take you with me when I meet you, but you can't act good if you get cheap, understand?"
"That's for sure, hehe." Shan Fei replied, and he and Yang Zhaocai smiled happily.
Originally, Qiu Bo and the others had no part in making food for them. Since the two of them ran into someone, they couldn't be driven away. If they were full, they would go all over the world and spread the matter to the public. Isn't it just that you have to be cheap and sell well?
"Okay, I've got them all back, call everyone, rub the wheat grains quickly, and cook them into porridge." Shang Zhen ordered.
"Everyone?" Several veterans asked at the same time.
"Yes, everyone, we even everyone." Shang Zhen said.
"Huh?" The veterans were dumbfounded.
(end of this chapter)