"Line in line for food!" Wu Sheng shouted.

The new Jinyiwei guards with his small flag stood up one after another, stood in front of the rice bucket behind him, and lined up, and served food one by one in the bucket in an orderly manner.

It was shipped to Zhang Yonggui. He looked at the rice bucket full of white rice, which was emitting an attractive fragrance. He swallowed a mouthful, picked up a wooden rice spoon, and made a large bowl of pointed rice into his wooden bowl. He felt that it was not enough, and he had to serve the rice in the bowl, but was drunk by Wu Sheng next to him: "I don't have enough to eat and come back to get the rice, and go back!"

Zhang Yonggui came to the dining table with his bowl and sat down. Because he had an order, he did not get the order to start the meal. No one was allowed to move his chopsticks. He was so honest that he didn't dare to move his chopsticks at all, so he could only sit there and wait.

When all the teammates brought the rice back to the table and sat down, Wu Sheng had not said that he could start a meal, but he went to the cafeteria with a sound of a tie-up sound, and Wu Sheng shouted: "Dinner!"

The sound of chopsticks hitting bowls in the cafeteria was ringing. This was the first time Zhang Yonggui had seen such a sumptuous meal. He was reluctant to eat it. He also thought that when there was something good on the table, he would eat it slowly as soon as he was on the table. But after a while, he felt something was wrong. Everyone at the table was eating desperately.

The guy named Li Goudan I saw on the first day was sitting next to Zhang Yonggui. It is said that the boy was an orphan. He had not yet gotten married. He was a bachelor who was not hungry for his family. At this time, Li Goudan danced his chopsticks quickly, his mouth was stuffed, and his cheeks were bulging on both sides, looking like a squirrel eating wildly.

Zhang Yonggui's chopsticks reached towards a large piece of braised pork. But before his chopsticks could hold the braised pork, he saw that Li Goudan on the side had already grasped the braised pork and stuffed it into his mouth. In one bite, the large piece of greasy braised pork disappeared.

In a blink of an eye, the braised pork in a large basin on the table was almost gone, leaving only ground eggs (potatoes). The potatoes of this era were not high-yield crops, and each potato was only as big as a pigeon egg. Zhang Yonggui picked up the chopsticks in the bowl several times, but the ground eggs seemed to be joking with him, and they couldn't be picked up. They finally picked up and fell down again.

The ground eggs that leaked from his chopsticks were soon snatched away. In a blink of an eye, a large pot of braised pork stewed ground eggs were eaten by the New Jin Yiwei, and there was no meat soup left.

Zhang Yonggui had to stretch out his chopsticks to pick up the dried tofu, but before he could grab it, there was only an empty plate of dried tofu. He stretched out the chopsticks to fry the spring bamboo shoots, and only picked up a small piece, and a plate of spring bamboo shoots also came to the bottom.

He then extended the chopsticks to the fried peanuts, but his chopsticks couldn't be picked up.       When he finally picked up a peanut, he was transporting it into his bowl, it fell on the table halfway. Li Goudan reached out and grabbed the peanuts that fell on the table, and stuffed them into his mouth.

There was only a large plate of fried rapeseed, and few people were snatched, so Zhang Yonggui had to put the rapeseed rice. He picked up the rapeseed and sent it into his mouth. After taking a bite, he thought the fried was quite delicious, much better than the rapeseed he sent at home.

That's because the rapeseed is not allowed to be added to oil at home, and the rapeseed fried in the canteen of Jinyiwei Xinpeng Camp was filled with a lot of lard and used meat and bone soup to season it. Therefore, the simple fried rapeseed tastes sweet and delicious.

Everyone on the table had finished their meal, and the team members took the dishes and chopsticks to wash the dishes, leaving only Zhang Yonggui sitting at the table and slowly making a meal.

"Zhang Yonggui, the meal has exceeded the time!" Wu Sheng walked to Zhang Yonggui, "During the military training period, each meal must not exceed ten minutes!"

"Brother Wu, what is a minute?" Zhang Yonggui asked.

Wu Sheng explained: "Sixty breaths are one minute. Your meal time is over 600 breaths. It's time out. Before the afternoon military training, I will punish you to run the playground for twenty laps!"

"Eating exceeded time? Why does it have time limits?" Zhang Yonggui asked in confusion.

Wu Sheng said: "I had already explained it when I went to the cafeteria just now. Everyone else heard it clearly, but you were heartless and didn't hear what I said. If you violate military rules, you should be punished!"

The military training time in the afternoon was less than two minutes. Zhang Yonggui, who was punished, was worried that he would not be able to complete the running task, so he went to the playground at 3 o'clock in the afternoon and started running around in circles.

Wu Sheng, who was standing in the distance, saw this: these honest people are easy to teach. When they say that they are punished, they don’t need anyone to supervise, so they take the initiative to accept the punishment. No wonder Grandpa Qi had to be honest when he recruited recruits. But Wu Sheng didn’t know that when the team was training in the afternoon, his idea was slapped in the face.

"Turn left!" Wu Sheng ordered.

Many people turned in the wrong direction, but ended up facing their teammates; some people stood there stupidly, like a wooden pillar, and Wu Sheng was merciless and beat and scolded the recruits who turned in the wrong direction. Then when he ordered the team to turn again, many people turned in the wrong direction.

Finally, they corrected the error in their direction when they turned left and right. When they lifted their left leg and right leg, another large group of people made the mistake.

These recruits who were ordinary farmers not long ago were not literate, and many people couldn't even tell the difference between left and right. It was really a headache to explain it to them patiently.

In this regard, Wu Sheng could only use the method of beating and scolding. Sometimes people don’t have to remember without beating. If they suffer a little bit of flesh and blood, their memory will be much better and they will not be easy to make mistakes in the future. Fortunately, these recruits are honest people. When they accept punishment, no one dares to contradict the instructor. Everyone’s performance is very honest.

Zhang Yonggui's performance in the afternoon was already very good. He basically did not make any mistakes in the left and right directions, because he knew the left and right directions, and only once he raised his left leg and the right leg, he made a mistake when he was nervous, and he ended up being hit by Wu Sheng.

The most troublesome thing is still to come. The cultural class at night makes the cultural instructors who are teaching them very angry.

Teach them to read, write the simplest words, learn the latter, forget the front, and the instructor was so angry that he picked up the ruler again, causing the unconscious guys to reach out and hit the ruler hard on their palms, slamming the palms into their palms.

In cultural class, Zhang Yonggui was beaten a lot. He could not write his own name on his face. He had long passed the best age to learn culture. It was very difficult to learn. Even the simplest stone characters, the simplest stone characters, were written several times before they could barely learn them. However, when writing, the stroke order was still written incorrectly.

As for the word "head", it is even more difficult to write and can't learn it no matter how you learn it.

After class at night, Zhao Peng listened to the complaints of the cultural teachers, and thought to himself: It seems that it is really not easy to let these farmers who cannot read big words quickly learn to read. Perhaps it is time to launch simplified words used in the military.

After Zhao Peng came to this era, he did not forcibly introduce simplified characters. Including schools opened for military households and the children of the officers and soldiers in Nanjing Military House and the New Army camp, there was no simplified characters taught, because traditional Chinese characters are commonly used in this era. If simplified characters are rashly adopted in teaching, they will inevitably be attacked and insulted by literati.

However, the newly built Jinyiwei Hundred Houses in Nanning is different. If these farmers can quickly learn to read, it is better to use simplified characters.
Chapter completed!