A small soldier of the frontier army in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 804 Comparison
Admiral Tian Jianxiu is now supervising all the operations of the camp, and he is also in charge of the supplies, food and grass. Of course, Li Yan, Niu Jinxing and others are in charge of the specific chores.The camp was basically illiterate, and the food and grass matters could not be managed without their coordination.

Li Chuang's second wife, Xing Shi, was in charge of the grain, grass, and supplies that once broke into the camp.

The Xing family is capable of writing and martial arts, can read and write, can write and count. When his first wife Han Jin'er committed adultery with a ruffian, the adulterer ran away, and Li Zicheng killed the adulterous woman in a rage. After the rebellion, Li Chuang favored the Xing family.

All the money, food and supplies in the camp were assigned to her management, but as a result, Xing and Gao Jie committed adultery again, and they both ran away.

Li Zicheng married Gao Yingxiang's niece Gao Shi as his wife again. Although the luggage in the camp was also handed over to her for management, after successive literati took refuge in him, the paperwork, food and grass were handled, and they were gradually handed over to them, especially now that Changyi Mansion was established. normalized look.

However, their unique style is the egalitarian supply system, "all the plundered gold, silk, rice millet, pearl shells and other things go to the master, and all expenses come from the master, and if there is not enough food, it will be short." If the wartime rationing system of later generations is compared to the empty pay in the Ming army, it is more fair to drink soldiers' blood, and there are fewer opportunities for embezzlement of food and grass, and less unnecessary waste.

In addition to the dissatisfaction of some foreign camps with the differential treatment of elite soldiers and ordinary soldiers and horses, as well as dissatisfaction among some of the surrendered generals of the Ming army, the current egalitarian supply system is still effective.

After many surrendered soldiers from the Ming army surrendered, even though they were still struggling in the camp, they were treated the same as soldiers and generals. Everyone was suffering, and everyone was psychologically balanced. Li Chuang, in particular, took the lead by making rough clothes and food.

This is also one of the reasons why Chuangying is getting stronger and stronger, and they have been fighting for many years, and their combat effectiveness has improved rapidly.

Recently, the patrolling battalion attracted the attention of the old battalion. This newly added soldier joined the group not long ago, but it has performed outstandingly. Recently, it has been very diligent in harvesting food. Today, it has captured two villages. It is worthy of praise. Lao Hu, the commander-in-chief of the Patrol Battalion.

He also asked him to work hard, and if the development continues like this, the people in the camp will be honed again, and they will become an old camp just around the corner. In the end, Lao Hu will come back happily and beaming.

At the same time, Lao Hu also brought back food and grass for five days in the camp, and the food and grass for each camp were given every three or five days, especially for the camps outside.This is also one of the methods used by the old battalion to control the outer battalion. Without food and grass, it is too difficult to make trouble.

Because of the outstanding performance of the patrolling battalion, the old battalion rewarded the patrolling battalion with a batch of swords, guns, bows and arrows, some gold and silver, and fifty war horses. Under the patrol camp.

Before entering the camp, there was a military law that wives could follow during the battle, but they were not allowed to bring other wives with them. , Those who have wives, of course, must accompany the army.

When needed, they were young and strong and joined the battalion, and the rest did some logistical work in the battalion.

When Lao Hu was in high spirits, Kong San looked around coldly. Not only the inner camp, but also the outer camp far away were patrolling horses galloping. The range is two hundred miles around.

Those who escaped escaped for ten miles by chance, but could not escape for a hundred miles, and those who dared to escape were punished.

When we arrived at the mountain patrol camp, it was also by a small river that was about to dry up. There were all kinds of tents in different colors, just like a huge camping ground. Living in a tent in the wild makes the territory of Ye County a sea of ​​tents.

The return of the chief sentry made the mountain patrol camp happy, and then the teams distributed food, grass and equipment, which was a bustling scene.

After entering the camp, the mountain patrol army became a mountain patrol camp. In addition to the military system regulations, each team also set up positions such as master, master, and mill, respectively, to manage the food, equipment, and food affairs of each team, and to drive the servants to support them. Children work.

For the time being, the outside camps are in charge of their own affairs. It's not that the old camp doesn't want to manage their food, grass, equipment and other matters in the camp, but because they don't have the ability.Chuangjun is basically illiterate, and there are too few literate and hyphenated people. Such complicated matters as counting and distributing food and grass are beyond their ability.

The literati who took effect are far from meeting the needs. It is good to be able to sort out everything in the internal camp. The external camp can only delegate power and cannot interfere deeply.Just like the imperial power of the past dynasties did not go to the countryside, the most important reason is the lack of talents.

Therefore, the old battalion only conducts regular inspections to see if each battalion is consistent with the inner battalion. Generally speaking, the affairs of each battalion are very rough. It is okay if there are any master's documents in the battalion, but if there is no, it will be very messy.

Kong San is even busier now, he has to train soldiers and manage logistics. After all, he is the only one who can read and write in the entire mountain patrol camp.

In the evening, the smoke was rising from the kitchen, and the campsite was full of noise. In a tent, looking at the food served, Old Hu frowned: "Damn, I've had enough of eating these crap again!"

Lao Hu, Kong San, and Ba Tiao sat around a small table, each with a thick steamed bun, and a bowl of wild vegetable soup with some oily flowers floating on it, and a bowl next to it, in a pile of wild vegetable roots. A few pieces of what appeared to be fatty meat were mixed in.

But the old camp rewarded two pigs from the patrolling camp, and killed one to reward the whole camp.

There are only a few thousand people in the whole camp, how can a mere pig be enough?

The pigs at this time are not fatter than those in later generations, and the pigs in the troubled times are thinner. How can we not increase the "raw materials" in large quantities?
Finally, Lao Hu and others are the chief sentinels. There are a few pieces of enviable fat meat in the "raw materials". For ordinary sergeants, if they can get some oil and water, they will be fine with a piece of meat.

Looking at the food in front of him, Lao Hu has no appetite. He is very complicated now, he has led thousands of people, and he is very happy to be a high-ranking official of the fifth rank, although this official is a bandit camp.But when he returned to real life, he couldn't eat a piece of meat for a long time, which made him depressed, and felt that being an official was meaningless.

It has been free from oil and water for a long time, and today I have eaten meat, but when I look at the mixed wild vegetables and grass roots next to it, there is no meaty smell at all. Being an official like this is really tasteless.

Often, whenever eating, Lao Hu misses the life of being a dart in Xuanfu Town, drinking in big bowls, eating meat in large pieces, choosing various delicacies at his own discretion, and hugging his little lady after returning home, Sometimes a small cigarette.

Tsk tsk, that day was comfortable...

Look at this again, alas, what is this called.

Thinking about the standard of living of the senior generals in the bandit camp, it was not as good as that of ordinary people in Xuanfu Town. Old Hu figured out why everyone went to Xuanfu Town.

Seeing Lao Hu sighing, Kong San said lightly: "Be content, it's good to have something to eat, look at how many people in Henan, they can't even eat this."

Old Hu didn't say a word, he just gnawed on his cornbread bitterly, ate another piece of tasteless fat, and continued to sigh. He was originally full of enthusiasm for being an official, but if he was such a bird, it would be wrong to be an official.

Kong San gnawed his own corn buns unhurriedly. In fact, he also felt that the food was really unpalatable. Just because he voluntarily came out to do the task, it doesn’t mean he likes to live an inferior life. It is even more painful to untie the big hands.

While eating, he also cursed bitterly: "It's all because of the thieves, who don't do production, only know how to plunder, making the world poorer and poorer."

"Yes."

Old Hu said with deep understanding that he, a senior official of the fifth rank, actually ate corn bread, and this should be blamed on the thief.

Batiao ate with gusto, especially the fatty meat, it was so delicious, Mr. Hu and Confucius each ate a piece and gave up, and gave him the rest, which made Batiao secretly grateful. Nothing to say, I must repay the kindness of the two masters.

Batiao looks like a very tough young man, but he also has his own principles in life. When he was a swordsman and horse thief, he set himself a rule, not to eat people, not to plunder the poor, but to rob the rich and benevolent.

It's just that the rich and unkind people live deep inside the high walls and deep strongholds. In their strongholds, there are often large groups of rogues who can't do anything about it. He doesn't have wings, how can he go in and rob?I often live a hard life of full and hungry, and I am very happy to be able to eat meat today.

Seeing that the two masters were eating listlessly, some didn't understand. Thinking about how the two masters often told him about the life in Xuanfu Town, what they said was like heaven. Lord, is life in Xuanfu Town really that good?"

Old Hu raised his head fiercely: "That guy, I really didn't brag. Batiao, let me tell you, have you ever eaten Yongning City fatty pork noodles? It's really delicious in color and flavor, and it's oily and watery. Float some chopped green onions... Tsk tsk, that taste... You can't buy a bowl of it for ten taels of silver in Henan... There is no place to buy it..."

His eyes sparkled: "There is also Zhencheng's roasted whole lamb...brown and tender, and then brushed with sauce and ginger powder, tsk tsk...I used to only eat one leg, but now I dare say that a whole sheep can be eaten gone."

Kong San smiled and said: "Kong is quite fond of the bacon from Chaigoubao, the oat noodles from Huai'an, and the white buffalo head meat from Zhencheng, which are also nostalgic."

Old Hu said: "Speaking of Zhencheng, I like the white jade bee cake from South Street the most."

Kong Sandao: "There are also fried lamb, a nest of shredded shredded grapes, shredded grapes... There are too many. In the town, you can even eat the roast duck of the capital, Shandong braised chicken, and everything you expect to eat."

As they talked, they kept swallowing their saliva, reminiscing about their previous life in Xuanfu Town.

Now Xuanfu Town is well-known for its wealth and tranquility. Rich households from the north have poured in, and it has become a place where gourmets are concentrated. In addition to local delicacies, many cuisines can be found in the north and south of the Yangtze River, satisfying the needs of all classes and people.

However, Henan is now full of dead bones and bandits, and most of the places are no longer trading. Occasionally, there are exchanges between villages, but they all return to the original state of bartering, and there is no place to use the silver.

Therefore, the peaceful life of ordinary people and ordinary food are unimaginable delicacies in the eyes of local people.

Batiao was also among them, and he listened to the two masters' narrations, and his mouth watered as well, and he only imagined what Xuanfu Town would look like.

When he joined the intelligence team, in addition to repaying the kindness of the two leaders, he also often preached to him by Lao Hu and Kong San, telling him about the good life in Xuanfu Town. After making meritorious service, he can go to the town to live a good life , which made his heart skip a beat.

Look at the precariousness of the people in the Central Plains, what kind of life they live, even if they enter the camp, they are not very good.Look at Mr. Hu, a fifth-rank official, food and clothing. I heard that even the ordinary workers in Xuanfu Town can't reach the level. What's the point?

Lao Hu and Kong San talked to each other, just reminiscing about the past life. I didn’t feel it in the town. Only when I went out and compared it did I know how difficult it is to live a prosperous and peaceful life. Even if Xuanfu Town has shortcomings, it seems the same now. So cute.

Kong Sansuan, an old man in the intelligence department, often went out to do missions, and every time he went out, his faith became stronger and stronger.

He said in a deep voice: "Only a great general can make the people of the world live a good life. The great general came down from the stars, and the saint came to the world to live a good life for the people. Under his rule, the desert became a paradise, and the people lived and worked in peace and prosperity. Ankang, everyone has enough to eat, and everyone eats meat."

Old Hu said: "Exactly."

Thinking of the good life of drinking in big bowls and eating large pieces of meat in Xuanfu Town, I feel sorry for him. I think that after returning to Xuanfu Town, I must order all the delicious food.

Then Kong San's face sank, and a cold light shot out from his eyes: "On the other hand, the trespassers, wherever they went, the rich land turned into corpses and abandoned soil, except for their high ability to harm the common people, there is nothing else. , he is not worthy to lift the general's shoes!"

Old Hu said: "That is, to make the people live a better life is to have the ability. To make people live poorer and poorer is a scourge and a bastard."

He deeply agreed with Kong San's words, woke up from the dream of memories, and saw that there was only corn bread in his hand, and wild vegetable soup next to him, wouldn't he be annoyed?As a high-ranking official of the fifth rank, he eats all this kind of food. This thief is really not very good.

Even Li Chuang, who eats and wears the same food and clothes as the generals, and shares his roughness with everyone, in Lao Hu's view, is just pretending, because the ranks of superiority and inferiority are placed there, and a high-ranking official should have the style of a high-ranking official, just like a small soldier , into what system?

I still eat corn bread every day, is this an official?If the imperial palace was made like a thatched cottage, and marquises, earls and tenant peasants lived in nests, no one would be an emperor or a high-ranking official, at least Lao Hu would not.

If you have the ability, let everyone eat and dress well, and let all the soldiers, everyone, be well-clothed and gourmet. If this is the case, you, Li Chuang, the wine pool, the meat forest, and my old Hu have no objection.Everywhere is getting poorer and poorer, and the life of each camp is getting worse and worse. My old Hu didn't come to this world to live a hard life.

The more he thought about it, the more resentment filled Old Hu's stomach. Looking at the bun in his hand, the more he felt that the fifth-rank high-ranking officials who broke into the camp were worthless, and that it was meaningless to work hard to climb up.

He thought about when the task was over and he returned to Xuanfu Town, he should be able to live a good life due to his achievements. At that time, he would hold his wife in his right hand and his son in his left hand. It would be so cool to see the grain and rice in the warehouse, and the cattle and sheep everywhere. .

It would be best if Lord Hou rewarded me with an official job. A genuine official, not an unremarkable official who broke into the camp. Well, when the time comes, what kind of official will it be?
Defensive conduct is probably difficult, mayor?The minimum guarantee is long, if there is less, don't do it, old Hu thought.

When he was in Zhencheng, Zhou Baochang's nourishing life made Lao Hu very envious, he lived a small life, tsk tsk.

Ba Tiao also agreed with Kong San's words, he said: "Yes, look at the tragedy in Henan, those who want to farm with peace of mind can't survive."

(End of this chapter)