Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 212 Bathhouse
"Yes, yes, thank you, Master Sang!" Wang Hao was overjoyed, and hurriedly bowed to Sancho, picked a smart and capable person from his family, explained the matter carefully, then tidied up a little, and followed Sancho It was only when I went to Wang Po that I realized that this camp was very knowledgeable. Although the Tang army camp occupied a large area, people could not live in the area near the barrier, nor could they store luggage, so as to avoid blocking the movement of soldiers and encountering enemies from outside the camp when they were attacked. The arrows fired, the stones thrown, the arson; the rest must be left for the roads in the camp, the school grounds, the latrines, the stables, the baggage storage, the treasury, the hospital, and the mill, and the remaining places can be used for human habitation.

Moreover, each battalion did not camp randomly. There were special officers in advance to mark the location of each team's camp with lime lines, and the soldiers set up tents at the location.The tents of each team are in the shape of a checkerboard, with a bonfire for heating and cooking in the center, and the teams are separated by roads.This arrangement is fixed, so that everyone knows their position from top to bottom, and the troops brought by Wang Hao are regarded as allied forces or auxiliary soldiers, and they are placed at the side and rear of the camp.

"Master Sang!" Wang Po asked, "Someone came to ask just now, where is the newly harvested straw pile? I see that there is still an open space to the west of the third team, so let them pile it there. It should be okay, right?"

"The open space to the west of the third team?" Sancho raised his head and looked in the direction of Wang Gao's finger: "Well, it is far enough away from the camp, and there are no flammable things around, and it is still in the limelight. This place was chosen Not bad, Wang Hao, you are a fast learner!"

"It's all taught by the master!" Wang Po hurriedly said with a smile.

"Don't say that, I have taught others, why can't I learn? There are many people who can work hard, but few can use their brains!" Sancho sighed: "It's lucky to have you, otherwise I would have died of exhaustion. No!"

"That's why you have won the trust of Wang Canjun. If it were someone else, you would have no chance to die of exhaustion!" Wang Po hurriedly complimented.

"That's true!" Sancho laughed: "By the way, tell the people in the stable to remove the straw as soon as possible. The soil will be broken in a few days, and it can't be left for too long!"

"Break ground? Is anyone coming?"

"It's not human, the master said, a bathhouse will be built over there in a few days!"

"Building a bathhouse?" Wang Po was stunned. The last time he took a bath was at the beginning of the year. It's just once, and washing too much will hurt your vitality. This Tang army man looks similar to himself, they are all rough, why are you still building a bathhouse?
"That's right?" Sancho laughed seeing Wang Po's stunned look: "What's wrong? Do you think it's unnecessary? Shouldn't Shouqiu take a bath?"

"It's not, it's just, it's just—"

"Just what?" Sancho laughed: "You don't understand, do you? To tell you the truth, I thought it was unnecessary at first, but then I heard from my master that the most feared thing in marching and fighting is not the enemy, but the enemy." If it’s a plague, even a hundred thousand troops, with a sea of ​​people, will be doomed if they encounter a plague!”

"That's natural!" Wang Hao couldn't help but shudder when he heard the word plague: "But what does this have to do with this bathhouse?"

"Naturally it has something to do with it. The master said that people's illnesses are not without reason. It is the evil things from the outside entering the body, and the inside is not strong enough to produce various diseases. If there is no doctor to see and treat them, they will die of illness. If you take a bath frequently If it is clean, it will prevent dirty things from entering the body, and it will be much better naturally."

"There is such a reason, the villain has never heard of it, but it sounds quite reasonable!" Wang Yu was amazed.

"That's natural, don't talk about you, even me and many Tang Dynasty masters don't know!" Sancho said more and more vigorously: "Wang Hao, when you first came here, did you feel that there are too many rules here? It's annoying to even take care of shit?"

"It's a little bit!" Wang Yu nodded honestly, and he realized something was wrong as soon as the words came out, and quickly explained: "No, no, I don't find it annoying!"

"Okay, it's just the two of us here, and others can't hear what you say, what are you afraid of?" Sancho said with a smile: "To tell you the truth, I was annoyed at the beginning. I have to take care of shit everywhere. As long as it’s not in a tent, it’s fine. Later, the owner said that there are thousands of people in this camp. If you mess around randomly, you’re not afraid to go out and step on other people’s excrement and urine? If someone shits and pees upstream, wouldn’t everyone eat his shit? And shit attracts mosquitoes the most, if no one cares, mosquitoes and flies will be everywhere in the camp, and it’s easy to infect the epidemic!"

"That's right, Mr. Sang, you are really knowledgeable and knowledgeable!" Wang Gao complimented Sancho a few times, and asked cautiously, "But what does this mosquito have to do with the easy infection of the epidemic?"

"This——" Sancho was immediately stopped by the question. He only remembered that Wang Wenzuo said that when there were too many mosquitoes and flies, it would be easy to infect the epidemic. As for the reason, he had no impression. In detail, I still said whether I remembered that my left ear went in and my right ear went out.

"Okay, okay, there are still many things to do today, so there is no time to talk about these nonsense!" Sancho raised his face: "Didn't you just talk about the straw? What about the harvested wheat? Has the disposal been arranged?"

"Yes, yes, the villain will go on an errand right away!" Seeing this, Wang Hao didn't know that Sancho didn't want to continue chatting, so he hurriedly got up and got out of the tent, let out a long breath, and cursed: "Master Sang really loves face, But as long as you don't touch his bad luck, life will be easier!"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Wang Po hurriedly jumped back to avoid being knocked down by the galloping knights, the splash of smoke and dust hit his face, and he coughed violently.

"This bastard dared to ride such a fast horse on the main road in the camp, and almost ran into him and me. It really itch!" Wang Hao wiped the dust off his face and cursed. Anyone who gallops on the roads in the camp will have at least thirty leather whips for the offender.

"That's the military envoy who sent the message. They can ride horses in the camp!"

A voice came from behind, Wang Po turned around, and hastily bowed down, "Master Yuan, the villain didn't see it just now, please forgive me!"

"It doesn't matter!" Yuan Fei supported Wang Gao's arm: "You and I are old acquaintances, so there is no need to be polite. I heard that you have been working under Sancho these days. Are you agreeable?"

"I agree, agree!" Wang Po hurriedly replied: "Master Sang is a kind-hearted person. If there are things we can't do, he will just mention a few things and don't punish him."

(End of this chapter)