Holding an earthen bowl that seemed bigger than his own head and with a mouth missing on the side, he squatted under an old crooked-necked tree.
Resist the urge to spit out the food in your mouth.
The war dog bit the bullet and swallowed these terrible things bit by bit into his stomach; the expression of bitterness and hatred showed that such a meal process was really not a good thing for him.
But even so, after the war dog stayed for a second or two, he picked up the chopsticks again and started moving towards the big earthen bowl in his hand.
There were many times during this period that I almost vomited everything in my stomach because of such strong discomfort in my stomach.
It was just that he suppressed the discomfort directly.
The food that made the war dogs eat so hard was actually a portion of what the foremen of the infantry camp called "soup cakes."
In addition to soup cakes, most of the troops in the Northern Song Dynasty also had various kinds of cakes such as grain rice cakes and miscellaneous cakes.
It was only after arriving in this hellish mission world that War Dog realized that the so-called soup cakes were actually food similar to noodles in later generations.
However, the so-called "soup cake" is compared with the noodles that he, a native of the Central Plains Province, often eats in the modern dimension.
Hu Biao then spat heavily in time.
Just now, he had the honor to witness the production process of this thing.
As for other matters, you can follow the arrangements of these veterans.
The so-called vinegar cloth is a piece of cloth boiled in vinegar and salt water, and then dried in the sun. It is a very important condiment in the military.
Then this morning, War Dog received such a bowl of ecstatic ‘noodle soup’.
In the past two days, even though I was exhausted just from traveling, I still gritted my teeth and persevered in the face of intense training every morning and evening.
And early in the morning, after getting up from a crowded tent, he heard good news from his indigenous colleagues in the same battalion:
Their battalion commander, Ma Dazhi, took pity on them for their hard work along the way and ordered the leading soldiers to buy some meals, so they could finally eat some decent meals.
As for the old birds, they were actually putting the noodle soup into their mouths expressionlessly one by one. Not only the white-haired girl Ali, the big bowl in her hand was almost finished.
For example, if you really die in the mission world and cannot be resurrected, wouldn't everything be doomed?
After understanding everything like this, War Dog suddenly had only one belief left in his heart:
Live, I try my best to live, and if possible, I must not die; because he is not sure if those old birds like Hu Biao have lied to them on some things.
He was used to smoking sand cigarettes, so he could just bring three or five packs with him to smoke one at critical moments.
Because today's time, according to what Yang Dongli and other veterans have inquired about, is May 23rd in the fourth year of Xuanhe's reign in the Northern Song Dynasty.
The taste is quite weird, not to mention unpalatable, but it seems that it needs to be used sparingly.
To be more precise, we arrived at the Chinese Army Camp of the West Route Army.
Every time when cooking food, the soldiers used to cut off a small piece and throw it into the pot.
In fact, at noon on the first day after arriving in this world, only half a day later, War Dog completely believed everything that the white-haired girl Ali said.
Zhanxiang, Fengrui, Corn and other veterans even took empty bowls and once again walked towards the big pots in front of the gang leader.
After eating rice cakes, miscellaneous cakes and other dry food for many days along the way, everyone's mouths had already faded away.
What kind of noodle soup is this? As long as it can fill their stomachs and maintain the necessary physical strength, they can eat darker foods.
Then he polished a match, lit the horn and took a puff; because there was no filter, he immediately had a mouthful of tobacco.
After all, not only does he have to smoke it himself, but he also has to be robbed and plundered by other veterans and rookies.
Yes, you read that right! Hu Biao started smoking hand-rolled cigarettes at the beginning of this mission, instead of his signature sand cigarettes.
No one! There is no trace of modernization along the way.
Let him and other veterans eat this kind of soup cake that is difficult for rookies to swallow without changing their expressions.
After Hu Biao rolled the horn himself, he threw the bag out. The rookies, except for the woman A Fen, all started to roll cigarettes skillfully. It was obviously not the first time they did this.
Mainly because in the previous mission, he just wanted to understand one thing:
For a mission world where I don’t know how long it will take before it ends, even carrying ten or eight cartons of cigarettes is not enough.
He raised his head, poured the last bit of turbid noodle soup in the last bowl into his mouth, and swallowed it with difficulty.
Rather than running out of food soon, it is better to bring a pound or two of cut tobacco and some cigarette papers; one pound of this stuff is equivalent to several sticks, and you can smoke for a long time.
Then Hu Biao muttered such a curse.
The only thing that can make him feel a little more balanced is that every one of the other rookies who were summoned to the mission world for the first time are now eating and drinking this thing with the same bitter look on their faces as him.
The guy ate so much that he almost cried, so he might as well have eaten some pancakes.
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"Damn it! This thing is really unpalatable. If you put it in the modern dimension, even dogs wouldn't eat it~"
It was the third day that he was dragged into the mission world by that broken system.
That way you will be hungry, your body will have no strength, and you will die faster in the current environment.
I was extremely resistant in my heart, but I had to bite the bullet and pull it into my mouth in order to survive.
Just like this, these old birds made War Dog admire them. These guys were so cruel to him.
Such an extremely real scene is not something that a prank crew could create.
If we really want to make a serious comparison, this kind of noodle soup seems to be a better one.
Of course, it's one thing to be able to eat it in your mouth, but it's another thing to make a complaint after eating it.
Only on the dirt roadside are the large fields that have long been abandoned, and the desolate villages without a single person at all. Even a little farther away from the roadside, you can see scattered bones in the haystacks.
In the evening of yesterday, their convoy transporting grain passed a pontoon bridge on the Baigou River and arrived at the Chinese army camp on the north bank of the river. It is said that they stayed here to temporarily obey orders.
But if you don’t eat, it seems to be even worse.
There is no rich variety of delicious toppings, not even serious oil and salt. It is just boiled in plain water with a thing called vinegar cloth, thrown in the pot together, cooked and taken out.
There seems to be two different concepts between the two.
Therefore, War Dog, who is accustomed to the modern dimension and the various braised noodles, flat noodles, starched noodles, lump noodles, and fried noodles in the Central Plains Province, is really a little hard to accept. This soup cake is like a dark cuisine.
There are no reinforced concrete buildings, roads, hardened ground, and no telegraph poles.
That's because in the previous mission world, they not only ate a lot of delicious food, but also ate a lot of dark cuisine.
After putting down the big clay bowl in his hand, Hu Biao took out a bag of shredded tobacco from his arms; he picked up a piece of cigarette paper, dipped it in some saliva, and skillfully rolled a trumpet.
In addition, General Xin Xingzong led an Eastern Route Army and was stationed at a place called Fan Village.
Good guy! It seems that he is not full and is planning to have another bowl.
There is no way! For a kind of person who is suddenly thrown into the mission world and is about to participate in a big battle, and is destined to lose the battle.
The pressure in their hearts now can be imagined to be astonishingly high.
Even people who did not smoke before are now accustomed to smoking a trumpet to relieve the huge pressure in their hearts.
This is also the biggest reason why Hu Biao and the others each brought a bag of cut tobacco. It is not only needed by veterans like them, but also by rookies...
