As for Zhao Yuan, it is impossible to get the same care as Qiu Xiaochong. After all, in Blackwater City, everyone knows the demographic structure of the Qiu family. Although Zhao Yuan joined the reserve army with Qiu Xiaochong, everyone thinks that Zhao Yuan
It's just a distant relative of the Qiu family, and Mr. Qiu didn't explain it carefully, so he was directly thrown into the worst kitchen in the reserve.
Of course, there is a formal establishment in the kitchen, but that is not the turn of reservists like Zhao Yuan who do odd jobs. Most of those who have an establishment are chefs like Jin Erpang. In fact, the kitchen establishment is in short supply, even for
Some chefs are not necessarily regular military personnel.
If it weren't for the fear of being accused of being a deserter, Zhao Yuan would have escaped long ago.
Zhao Yuan originally wanted to notify the three shareholders of Liaoyuan Trading Company, but the kitchen was busy all day long and the news was blocked, so there was no way to notify him. In the end, Zhao Yuan could only rely on Qiu Xiaochong. Unfortunately, although they were in the same military camp
, Zhao Yuan could not see any trace of Qiu Xiaochong at all.
Now, Zhao Yuan's daily life is between two o'clock and one line, from the kitchen to the barracks.
Several nights, Zhao Yuan wanted to leave the barracks and go to Liaoyuan Trading Company to inform the three shareholders. What made Zhao Yuan vomit blood was that although the barracks did not have a military image at all, in order not to affect the cooking, the time was militarized.
Management, there would be people checking the shop every morning and evening, it was impossible for Zhao Yuan to leave and return without anyone noticing.
By the fifth day, Zhao Yuan completely gave up and thought of a question.
The three shareholders are not familiar with the military. If they want to make friends with the military dignitaries, even if they spend money, it will definitely take a process. This process can be as short as a few days or as long as several months.
Given the steady personalities of the three shareholders, it would probably take about three months at the earliest to get through the relationship.
After thinking about it, Zhao Yuan began to think about other channels.
Zhao Yuan naturally didn't want to stay in a smoky kitchen for three months.
If that doesn't work, the only option is to violate military discipline and be dismissed from the military...
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In five days, Zhao Yuan became completely familiar with the kitchen procedures, and the chef in the kitchen also had a good impression of this nimble newcomer. From being deliberately difficult at the beginning to slowly accepting it, he gradually accepted it.
On the sixth day, they were preparing lunch. Zhao Yuan and Tang Han were choosing vegetables together. While they were chatting, someone called the people in the kitchen to move things. All the people in the kitchen went out and arrived at the warehouse behind the kitchen. Next to the warehouse, there were many people.
People were unloading the goods from the short horses, and the goods piled up in the open space were piled up like mountains, including flour, rice, cooking oil, seasoning salt, etc.
Zhao Yuan saw a familiar face.
Captain Han.
"Hello, fat brother!" Zhao Yuan glanced around and didn't see Qiu Xiaochong, so he quickly ran to Captain Han to say hello.
"Hey, Zhao Yuan, I haven't seen you for a few days, you are a lot stronger!" Captain Han punched Zhao Yuan in the chest with a look of admiration on his face. At first, Zhao Yuan was standing next to Qiu Xiaochong, and Captain Han kept
I thought Zhao Yuan was weak, but now I saw that Zhao Yuan was actually very strong.
"Where is Qiu Xiaochong?" Zhao Yuan asked quickly.
"He... hehe... he has been promoted... Hey, this is a secret and can't be told."
"Oh..." Zhao Yuan suddenly looked disappointed.
"By the way, Zhao Yuan, for Xiao Chong's sake, I have some good news for you." Captain Han looked mysterious.
"Um?"
"I heard that the empire is recruiting regular troops. This is a good opportunity. You must perform well."
"when?"
"Just for this month or so, don't be lazy."
"Yeah, thank you, Fat Brother, thank you, Fat Brother." Zhao Yuan thanked him repeatedly, took out some imperial coins and stuffed them into Captain Han's trouser pocket.
"Oh...how can this be so embarrassing..."
Fatty Han smiled happily and secretly praised this young man for being sensible.
After moving some supplies to the warehouse, a group of people returned to the kitchen. Zhao Yuan found that several chefs gathered at a small table and were discussing. Without guessing, Zhao Yuan knew that they were dividing the spoils.
Compromising public health and enriching private interests seems to have become a chain of interests, and Captain Han is just a link in it.
Zhao Yuan could only frown. He knew that this was a huge chain of interests, and Captain Han was just the tip of the iceberg. He would not be able to uncover this secret, because everyone had become accustomed to it.
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Things must rot first and then insects will grow.
Suddenly, Zhao Yuan felt a sense of crisis.
When the famine spread last year, Zhao Yuan felt that the Qin Empire was a little powerless. When it came to the army, he felt more and more that beneath the majestic army was a thick shady curtain.
Zhao Yuan can definitely believe that behind Captain Han, there is a huge black hand controlling everything.
Who could it be?
God of Sledgehammer?
Subconsciously, Zhao Yuan shook his head. Although he did not know what the Great Hammer God was like, he had seen the Black-faced God and masters who had reached the level of the Black-faced God. He would definitely not shake the foundation of the empire for some petty gains.
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At dinner that day, Zhao Yuan discovered that the rice used was pure rice, and a lot of it was moldy. After washing it many times, it was still yellow and black.
Zhao Yuan felt the anger of those soldiers, and he realized that an anger was growing and spreading.
Something is going to happen!
What surprised Zhao Yuan was that although the soldiers were extremely angry, no one made trouble, and everyone had an expression on their faces that dared not speak out if they were angry.
For two consecutive days, Zhao Yuan found that although the soldiers were angry, they seemed to accept the reality and still ate in silence. However, Zhao Yuan found that the leftovers increased significantly, and a lot of the food was poured into the water tank without being touched at all.
This is a silent protest.
However, no one took this protest to heart, and the chefs were still busy turning on the stove in the kitchen.
During this kind of protest, Zhao Yuan discovered that the soldiers who had eaten low-quality food became obviously depressed. During the meal, Zhao Yuan saw at least more than 50 people going to the toilet frequently.
On the third day, the spoiled and inferior food was all consumed, the meals returned to normal, and the anger of the soldiers eased a lot. At this time, Zhao Yuan breathed a long sigh of relief. After all, no one wanted to face the cold and cold weather.
face.
What puzzled Zhao Yuan was that the chefs seemed to be used to it and didn't take it seriously. After being insinuated, Zhao Yuan found out that similar things had happened before. Some soldiers made trouble, and as a result, the troublemaking soldiers were imprisoned, and even
Some soldiers were directly dismissed from the military and sent back to their hometowns.
There is no doubt that being expelled from the military and sent back home is a shame for a soldier, and may even affect the honor and prosperity of the family.
No wonder the soldiers swallowed their anger.
In the next few days, a few people who looked like military officers came to the kitchen to inspect, took some samples, and then left it alone.
Another day at noon, when Zhao Yuan was racking his brains to think of a way to leave the kitchen, a short soldier walked into the kitchen alone. Everyone in the kitchen seemed to know him and saluted him.
The short soldier waved his hand, indicating that everyone was busy with their own business, and then he inspected the food carefully in the kitchen, and from time to time he would pick up food with chopsticks and taste it.
The short soldier seemed not to find the problem and left with a stern expression.
When the soldier left, the chef in the kitchen breathed a sigh of relief.
"Uncle Jin, who is he?"
"General Cui, a civilian general in charge of logistics." Jin Xiaopang said absently.
"Are you here to check the moldy food last time?" Zhao Yuan asked.
"Stop talking nonsense, what about moldy food! Do you see moldy food in that eye?!"
"..."
"Be careful what you say in the future." Little Fatty Jin's expression was extremely stern.
"Yes, yes."
That day, after dinner, everyone in the kitchen was called to the conference room for a meeting. The convener was General Cui. During the meeting, General Cui mentioned the moldy food many times, but not a single chef stood up.
When he got up to talk, the chef argued instead.
After the meeting, some people were left behind, most of them were newcomers, and among them were Zhao Yuan and Tang Han.
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