Liu Xiaosan picked up a large piece of chicken and chewed it like a hungry tiger.

Next to him, the companions from Pingdenburg were mostly the same. Facing the large plate of white-killed chickens with golden skin, their eyes shone, rolled up their sleeves and ate hard.

At this time, I even completely forgot about the fatigue during training, nor did I remember the obscene things that were scolded by the coaches and even the stains on my body that were sucked.

“It’s so delicious.”

Liu Xiaosan was almost crying when he ate. His family also raised a lot of chickens, but basically hens are only raised at home, and hens are used to lay eggs. The eggs laid must be taken to the market to exchange for salt and tea needles. A hen can be raised for several years. After raising them until they don’t lay eggs much, they are usually reluctant to eat them, so they sell them.

Since coming to Annan, Liu Xiaosan has never been hungry anymore. He can take care of his family's food and food every day, and often eat some salted fish and kelp, mountain streams and small fish, etc., but there are still too few big meat and meat.

During the Chinese New Year, I just want to eat a bowl of pork, but I can’t eat chicken.

Besides, the plate of chicken in front of him was really delicious, tender and juicy, so he wanted to eat his tongue together.

A whole chicken was at least four or five kilograms, and a large plate was filled with it, but in a short while, ten of them ate them all.

Everyone is still unsatisfied.

At this time, someone came over with a wooden bucket and a spoon in one hand. He walked to their table, looked at the empty plate on the table, and was stunned.

"Just finished eating?"

Liu Xiaosan wiped his mouth embarrassedly, "Well, it's so delicious."

"Bangmao, this white-cut chicken must be delicious with dipping water." The chef looked at the empty plate and looked at the dipping sauce in his bucket. This group of Bangmao turned around and took the time to dip the water, and they had already eaten up the chicken.

Everyone was a little embarrassed, but they didn't expect to have to use dip water.

Zhao Laoer smiled and handed over a wooden bowl, "It's the same to eat now."

The guy was stunned for a moment? Or did he scoop a spoonful of dipping water on the table? In fact, this dipping water is very simple, just salt, ginger, garlic, and green onion? Add some vinegar, soy sauce, sesame oil? Add some peppercorns, and finally add some common weeds from the south? Polygonum multiflorum, and some mint.

Add some bone soup and mix it? It's very simple.

But it tastes very strong? It is very good to dip it in white chop chicken.

Zhao Laoer looked at the bowl of colorful dipping sauce, and was a little curious, so he picked it up and prepared to drink it.

The guy quickly stopped.

"Bangmai, this thing tastes very strong? It's salty, spicy and a little sour? How can I eat it like this? I dip the dishes in a little bit."

Liu Xiaosan and others glared at the second child. No one had eaten before. Do you eat alone?

Zhao Laoer smiled embarrassedly and gave each of his deskmates a little bit.

Looking at the empty white-slayed chicken plate on the table? What else can I dip it after I have eaten it?

Today is the first day these middle-aged men have arrived at Zhennanguan, so after the inspection, the above rewards, and each group of ten people had a chicken, two fish, two kilograms of pork, and a duck.

The reward is still very generous? Anyway, Liu Xiaosan and others immigrant boys from Pingdengbao? Everyone lived a hard life when they were in the Central Plains, otherwise they would not have left their hometowns to come to the south.

Abandoning the ancestral tomb is unfilial. If it were not forbidden, who would dare to do this?

The first white cut chicken was asked to snatch them all directly.

"Don't eat it dryly. There will be a white-cut duck later. You can eat it by dipping it in the duck. If you don't have dipping sauce, the white-cut duck is a bit fishy. You have to dip it in the white-cut meat to be delicious."

The chef shook his fat head and looked at these tender faces. In fact, there was no sarcasm. They were all immigrants from the south of the Central Plains. They were called Hakkas by the Xidian Man in Annan.

A group of people living in a foreign land are naturally close to each other.

Liu Xiaosan dipped the chopsticks and put them in his mouth. He felt that the sweet, bitter and spicy taste were mixed, "delicious."

Other teenagers also tried it, and they all thought it was complicated and very good.

When the guy came again, he brought a large plate of white-slashed duck. The method of this white-slashed duck is actually similar to that of white-slashed chicken. Although it seems simple, it actually tests skills.

Especially for the made white-cut duck, it is also very challenging to cut the knife skills. If the knife skills are not good, no matter how well a cooked chicken and duck will be cut into pieces. If the knife skills are good, it can be evenly sized and placed neatly, which is very beautiful.

"No need to grab it, you can eat enough today." The fat guy smiled and put a plate of neatly arranged ducks on the table. He had just picked a plate of the largest one. The duck had to weigh at least six or seven pounds, and it was filled with a large plate.

"Uncle Thank you." Liu Xiaosanji's father's explanation was that he should be polite outside and have a sweet mouth.

"Try it."

I picked up a large piece of duck meat, put it in dipping sauce and turned it in, and then couldn't wait to put it into my mouth.

"It's delicious, wow, it's so delicious." Zhao Laoer there was already the first to express his opinion.

Someone saw Zhao Lao Er stretching out his chopsticks to pick up the duck legs, and immediately stood up and said, "Zhao Lao Er, you are too shameless. You just picked up a duck leg, and now you have picked up a duck again. Only a few legs of a duck are there? No, let's divide the duck first and eat it, otherwise, Zhao Lao Er will eat half of it alone."

"That's right, the old guy just now ate the most, and I ate two more pieces more than me!"

Everyone was very dissatisfied with Zhao Laoer.

The fat guy stood there with a smile and looked at it, thinking it was very interesting.

Zhao Laoer shouted, "You have fast hands, but you have slow hands, you have to blame me if you are slow."

But his objection was useless. In the end, everyone agreed to eat after they scored, so Liu Xiaosan was responsible for dividing the meat, one piece of you, one piece of me, one piece of you, one piece of you, one piece of you.

A large plate of white-cut ducks actually didn’t have many pieces, and each person would be given three or four pieces and they would be gone.

Fortunately, Liu Xiaosanzi's was fair, with a similar number, and the size and weight were the same. Everyone had no objection, so they continued to dip the sauce happily.

The chicken was cut in white, the duck was cut in white, and another white cut in white.

Three hard dishes with full portions came up. Every time Liu Xiaosan and his group were responsible for dividing them before eating. Everyone swallowed them voraciously, and the fat guy even added an extra dipping sauce for each of them.

After the three hard dishes, the fat guy gave them a dish of water and boiled them, put the leaf vegetables, taro shredded yam, etc. together in the soup of boiling duck, chicken, and meat. The vegetable soup was both fresh and meaty.

Each person has a large basin, so there is no need to share or grab it.

But these teenagers drank all in just a few bangs.

He is really a half-baby, I'm poor.

"The steamed bun is here!"

The steamed white flour steamed buns are fluffy and soft, and the taste is sweet. The steamed buns with a large rice bowl are enough to eat.

Each of the teenagers caught two with one hand, and Zhao Laoer still wanted to catch them.

"Don't grab the bully. You can get as much as you can eat. If you don't have enough, you can still get it again, but you won't waste it. Otherwise, you will have to fight military sticks."

Zhao Laoer disagreed, "I've eaten."

Although the big white flour steamed buns have no filling, they are still very good to eat with millet porridge.

One reward, a whole ten dishes.

At the end of the meal, Liu Xiaosan and the others had to relax their belts and open their stomachs to rest there.

"These guys are really edible."

A group of kids sighed there that not only can Liu Xiaosan eat at the table, but they can eat them all the same. The camp is either a young and strong man who is just a man or a middle-aged boy with a young man of half a child.

At the age of being able to eat, Zhao Laoer ate five big steamed buns but was quite small. There was a thin village man who was like a bamboo pole. He actually ate eight steamed buns in one go. What’s important is that this guy ate quite a bit of other things, ate a lot of chicken, duck, fish and meat, and drank two large pots of vegetable soup and bone soup. It was like a bottomless pit.

"It's better to eat, and you can fight if you can eat." The fat guy said with a smile. Although most of the men in the village are very thin, these people are actually the main labor force in the family. They work hard every day, so they have very strong consumption ability. On the contrary, fat guys like the fat guy who have fat in their stomachs are actually far less than theirs.

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After a sumptuous meal, Liu Xiaosan and the others were welcomed for several days of training. Although they were camping for training at Zhennan Pass, the military rules were extremely strict and they couldn't even go out of the camp gate.

Even when there is no training, I can only stay in the tents of the brigade in the camp. It is strictly forbidden to run around in the camp. Various military regulations are extremely strict. If there is any violation, I will have to eat military sticks.

This kind of life is extremely boring. A group of energetic young men are also exhausted from training every day. Fortunately, the food is good. Although they have never eaten hard dishes like Baizhang Chicken and Duck, they basically have enough rice every day. In addition, there is also meat soup and fish soup. There is always some meat or fish in the soup.

Not to mention, because they were stationed in the military camp at the Zhennanguanxia, ​​the salt in the vegetables was very good and sufficient. There was no need to eat light food and weak food. There was enough fresh vegetables, and there was no need to cook vinegar cloth or salted dried vegetables.

When you wake up, train, eat when you are tired, and sleep when you eat.

Day after day.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

Early in the morning that morning, the urgent sound of the teenagers woke up. After half a month of polishing, they did not panic. They trained well and started to get up and fold their quilts and wear equipment. In normal training, there are often such trainings, and everyone has adapted to the fact that they make mistakes, scolds and beatings.

I arrived at the school ground within the specified time. I thought it was just a training, but who knew that this time I was really appointed.

The battalion where Liu Xiaosan was located was combined with several other battalions, with a total of 1,500 people, and they got the task to go to Gaopingbao.

Niu Jianhu from the Nanhai Navy sent troops from Jiaozhou, went north along the Jinjiang River, attacked the hinterland of Jucheng, and came east. He has successfully joined forces with the Wu'an Prefecture defenders in Gaoping Fort at Pingmengzhai, a hundred miles northwest of Gaoping.

The task of Liu Xiaosan and his 1,500 men was to escort a batch of food, grass and weapons to Pingmeng Village, be responsible for handling Pingmeng, and assist in the next round of offensives between Gaopingbao and Niu Jianhu.

They are planning to attack Andezhou (Napo Ande Town). If Andezhou is recovered, the retreat route of Juchengman on the right road will be cut off.

If Longzhou also successfully takes over, these Jucheng barbarians from Longzhou to Andezhou will be surrounded.

From Zhennan Pass to Gaopingbao Pingmeng Village, there are 320 miles of roads, and only the water route reaches Qixi. Qixi can enter Ping by land, and the river valley can reach Pingmeng along the river, or you can directly walk 150 miles of land to Gaoping by land.

But no matter which route, it is not close.

Military orders are like mountains.

Weapons and equipment were distributed and dry food was distributed in the battalion.

Liu Xiaosan and the others also went to each battalion to collect their personal equipment. When he came, he only brought a Pu Dao out of his house. After arriving at Zhennanguan Camp, he added another horizontal knife.

At this time, I came to the Cangcao Military Office and found that there were too many personal equipment [Biquge www.xbqg5200.co].
To be continued...