Bring The System To Datang

"What kind of stuffing? Fragrant!" Wang Zhao finally had his first wonton.

"Pork stuffed with green onions, I'm afraid your gastrointestinal problems are not good, I didn't give you the wonton stuffed with chives and eggs." The farmer gave the answer.

"You bring us what you usually don't want to eat?" Wang Hui was moved.

The dealer blinked: "..."

He was also touched, what a good frontier officer, he couldn't eat meat, there is a lack of meat in the grassland?

A person from Zuo Weiwei next to him said: "Li Jiazhuang eats meat all the time, there is no reluctance, we take turns hoping to be there soon, and we have eaten well in the past."

Wang Zhao looked at each other, meaning you didn't joke with me? Eat meat all over?

He didn't ask, but wanted to understand it from the side: "I think the logistics is good."

"It's more than good. If any army has Lijiazhuangzi for logistics, it can definitely win the battle, and Lijiazhuangzi can feed you food."

Zuo Weiwei's people admire Lijiazhuangzi, and they are on duty around Lijiazhuangzi in a round, just like Chinese New Year.

Not to mention the food, there are gifts to take.

Wang Zhao admitted that he had never encountered such logistics before, and he was so considerate.

For the wontons he eats now, Lijiazhuangzi still has the heart to boil chicken soup with the kind of delicious pickles, dried shrimps, and cilantro.

How hurried, it can be done to such an extent, if Li Jiazhuangzi is prepared?

The descendants do not consider any logistics. They are worried about their future life. The descendants simply move to the mainland, which is regarded as being slaughtered.

For a meal in the afternoon, women, children, and elderly people have a little more anticipation for the days to come.

They saw the neat tents and delicious food. They were not used to eating with chopsticks. They could only eat chopsticks as small pieces.

But this thing is delicious, right? Never had it before.

"Can you give me another bowl of soup?" Some half-elder children still want to eat after eating, but they dare not want wontons and want soup.

The person in charge of serving the wontons took the bamboo bowl and scooped five more wontons and a full soup, dripping sesame oil, and adding more coriander.

The child held it in both hands and found a place to continue eating. The soup was delicious and not fishy at all.

When the other children saw it, they went to ask for it.

The child grew up so old that he had never eaten wontons, let alone sesame oil.

After the elderly, women, children, and Wang Chao had all eaten them, they began to eat them for the young and strong people who had descended from their households.

Piles of wontons were boiled, and the pot next to them was simmered after the soup was gone.

In one hour, everyone had eaten it, and the people who had eaten before were already full and were arranged to enter the tent.

Set a good location and don't mess around.

Wang Zhao finished eating early, and he arranged for his brothers to take over from Yulin Feiqi and Sixteen Guards.

The stewards who came to Zhuangzi also eat slowly. They can endure hardship. They have not eaten before, but now they are not picky eaters.

Wang Zhao came to the other side and squatted down: "In one hour, can you arrange food for more than 40,000 people?"

"It has nothing to do with time. It depends on what the proprietor thinks and what he eats. Only one hundred dealers came, not the full strength of Zhuangzi.

If the proprietor mobilizes, thousands of people can arrange the logistics, you guard the border, and if necessary, Zhuangzi will mobilize. "

The manager blew a few soups, without saying anything falsely.

He was a small manager in Zhuangzi, and he naturally understood Zhuangzi's logistical supply capabilities.

The proprietor can reach as much as he wants. Today, he is not in a hurry and operates slowly, so the speed is slow.

Other pots are useless, and everyone is not tired.

"I heard people say that Bashui Lijiazhuang has the best logistics in the world?" Wang Chao asked, he wanted to hear the other's humble words.

"That's right!" The steward doesn't want to be humble, do I still need to say that Zhuangzi is great?

"Don't you be humble?" Wang Chao asked straightforwardly.

"Can you win the battle?" Guan Shi asked rhetorically.

"Guaranteed." Wang Zhu didn't allow others to say that his army was not good.

"Don't you be humble?" The manager asked again, picking up a wonton by the way, blowing it, and taking a bite to continue blowing. It was too hot.

Wang Zhao: "..."

When the farmer ate the wontons, he said, "You feel very arrogant for me."

"When I act rigorously, we want to keep a low profile, but the strength doesn't allow it."

The steward took out what Li Yi had said.

The proprietor always said, what humility? We, Lijiazhuangzi, are the strongest, and the strong are always strong, and we will push them flat when we encounter any challenge.

Wang Zhao: "..."

Suddenly he didn't want to chat anymore, he understood, the owner of Li's Zhuangzi had a kind of arrogance in his bones.

And there is no need to conceal it, and it's really better than others when doing things.

In other words, this is morale, what humility? Tell soldiers to be humble when fighting?

It's just that the soldiers on the front line are fighting desperately, and the people of Lijiazhuangzi in the rear desperately provide supplies.

Everyone is the same person, Bashui Lijiazhuangzi is not a zhuangzi at all, but a place that specializes in cultivating a logistics team.

After the households had finished eating, they went back to their own tent to rest. They were really too tired and rushed.

The people of Lijiazhuangzi started making beans.

Wang Zhu didn't want to rest, it was still dark, he stood by and watched the farmer soak the beans in the water.

"What is this going to do?" he asked the steward.

"There is one more meal tonight, wonton, and tomorrow morning too. I will cook my own food at noon tomorrow.

Soak the beans first, then fry the beans and eat them, copy them with the diced meat, and put a little dried carrots. "

Guan Shi gave the answer, he didn't want to make tofu, nor did he plan to boil soy milk.

Just copy it, soak it now, it will be very big at noon tomorrow.

"What are you going to eat tomorrow night?" Wang Chao asked him not knowing why.

"Tomorrow night I should eat sauerkraut and white meat pot, and I should be able to arrive at Pujindu tomorrow night. A second wave of support will come over there."

Don't worry about things tomorrow night, Lijiazhuangzi is dispatched one after another.

The first one is the strongest, and the next ones will hire people to help with transportation, continuously.

Sure enough, it was dark at night, the torch was lit, and everyone was shouted to eat again.

It has been more than two hours in the past, and now it is to protect the nutrition of the household.

Eat again the next morning, and the team set off.

Compared to the time when they were on the road, the people in the team are in a much better condition, and the food supply is sufficient.

At noon, I really ate fried pork with beans and yellow rice.

Regardless of the hot weather, I still give everyone warm meals to protect the lower gastrointestinal tract.

When the sky was dark, the team arrived at Pujindu.

As the steward said, there are pots and stews on the bridge here. The staple food is whole-wheat Steamed bun, which is darker.

The bamboo pontoon bridge connects the two sides of the strait, and the people watched the newcomers from a distance.

Quickly ran over and passed the news to Chang'an.

"Are you crossing at Pujin? The pontoon used for temporary cross-strait traffic in the future must be changed."

Li Yi got the news after another day. He looked at the map and said to Li Longji.

The pontoon bridge spans both sides of the strait, and then there are no large boats passing by, and small boats are no more than bridges, just wandering on both sides of the bridge.

The pontoon cannot be separated and the lock cannot be unlocked.

Upstream of the Yellow River to this side, no big ships can pass through.

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