After washing my body, I feel really relaxed. The sauna is indeed a paradise-like experience. The steam makes my whole body hot and steamy, and then a wave of cold water comes out every now and then. This kind of pleasure is extremely refreshing. No wonder Lao Maozi likes to play like this!
It is estimated that only hairy men can be so wild. Hairy girls are still more willing to soak in the water. 23US.
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When I think about this, I have to think about my wife taking a bath. She and Natasha must have finished enjoying it.
After changing his clothes and putting on his medal, Yang Mingzhi walked into the messy bathhouse with great interest.
"Tao, Tao. I've wiped it all over with soap from top to bottom. The skin is red when rubbed with linen cloth. There's really not a trace of sludge. I just don't know if you can bear the smell of their smelly old soap!"
Of course Yang Mingzhi was unhappy in his heart. Soap is just lye and fat mixed together and can be mass-produced. Now the troops have begun to use these brown soaps that have just been airdropped. The quality is the same as the local soap made from butter plant ash, and the smell is the same.
Apart from the different color, it is at least more delicate than the homemade ones.
The era in which Carambola lives is indeed very bad. Soap, the most common product in the future, is purely a luxury product in the current Soviet Union. In fact, it is very easy to turn soap into soap, as long as you have essential oils. However, essential oils are not
How precious is it? It is better as a perfume.
Women should all wear perfume, not only to make them more feminine, but also to please their husbands, right?
Yang Mingzhi has fallen into fantasy. At least the smell of female hormones emitted by his wife has always made him so intoxicated as a grown man. The desire to reproduce can only be suppressed through stronger willpower, but today, he cannot control it at all.
Myself!
Her home was near the division headquarters. An hour passed, and Yelentina led the commissioner to visit somewhere, hoping that the man would not find fault everywhere.
I looked at my watch. It was not even five yet. The canteen opened at six in the afternoon, but the chefs and assistant cooks had already been busy. There were carriages at the entrances of several canteens, with large baskets covered with white cloth, and the arms were as thick as legs.
The cafeteria lady struggled to lift it and put it on the carriage. Obviously these foods were to be sent to various material distribution centers in the forest. This was the first day of April. For the people searching for supplies, an extremely busy day was finally over.
From a long distance away, Yang Mingzhi could smell the aroma of baking bread and boiled potatoes. It was difficult for ordinary people to eat bread, but now piles of flour fell from the sky. It was perfect to feed the villagers who were acting as porters!
Sitting alone on Linjian Road in the Blacksmith Village, I could have gone to the arsenal to see how Liguschkov's fertilizer production equipment was doing. Come to think of it, that guy never disappoints.
There was no need to pay a sudden visit. Maybe Yelentina had already taken Salinchkin to visit and was bragging about it, so she couldn't cause any trouble.
It's better to go home and take a look first. If she wakes up, pick her up and go to the cafeteria to wait for the meal!
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Abram and his men had already returned first. Yang Mingzhi saw this guy from a distance. Apparently he had finished taking a shower and was leading his brothers to stand guard here. This was his own personal guard, and of course it also belonged to the guard company.
Part of the scene. More than a dozen people stood near the door of their homes, just standing like pine trees with guns on their backs.
The blacksmith village is very safe, and naturally there is no need for any followers. It was obvious that when they saw him coming back from a distance, they all stood up straighter and straighter, with their chins raised high.
"Relax! Abram, come here!" Yang Mingzhi waved, and the man immediately ran all the way. "How are you, are Besica and Natasha back?"
"Yes, sir, they are back. And the two of them...them."
"What's going on? If you have anything to say, hurry up!"
"Yes! Sir. The two of them have gone to bed and are at your home."
After he said this, Yang Mingzhi basically understood the specific situation.
These two girls are from different ethnic groups, and the friendship they forged during the battle has almost turned into a family relationship. Oh no, maybe for Yang Tao, this friendship is higher than family relationship. At this moment, these two people must be wrapped up in
A blanket to sleep on a bed.
"Abram, order your men to continue to stand guard and wait for my next order." Yang Mingzhi stopped and went straight home.
The wooden door was ajar. Just by putting your ear to the crack of the door, you could hear a weak gasp in the room. Taking a closer look, the two girls were indeed sleeping in the same bed. It seemed that they had only taken off their coats.
Drop it off and hang it neatly on the wall.
The two slept peacefully, and their sleeping appearance was very cute. Especially Natasha, her long blond hair was simply tied into a ponytail before she had time to tie it into a braid again. As for Carambola, this girl kept her hair disheveled.
In Yang Tao's mind, it is more appropriate for a girl to wear big braids. She really doesn't understand. In Yang Mingzhi's opinion, his wife is most beautiful as a girl with long, straight black hair.
Now is the era of the Republic of China. The school uniforms of female students in this era are quite beautiful. She is still young and still has the opportunity to receive education. If she puts on the blue school uniform, her skirt is stretched out, and her white stockings are on
Wearing black cloth shoes, her waist-length hair stretches freely, and she wears a pair of elegant glasses. Her elegant look is truly a model of an oriental girl in this era!
These days, the two of them depended on each other on the battlefield. They survived so many bloody battles, and now they could finally lie peacefully on the huge soft bed made of pieces. It was better not to disturb either of them.
Yang Mingzhi gently closed the door and ordered Abram, who was waiting quietly: "You and your people continue to stand guard. I will go to the cafeteria right now. No one is allowed to disturb the girls' sleep before I come back.
If anyone makes a loud noise, stop it immediately. After you bring me back, all of you can go eat."
Abram saluted and watched the officer's back gradually disappear into the woods.
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Just think about the scene in the canteen. A large amount of wheat flour fell from the sky, and some buckwheat noodles were also on the list. Lao Maozi also likes to eat buckwheat, and the black bread is made from rye or buckwheat. In the army,
Among the military rations, the best was naturally white bread, followed by black bread. Yang Mingzhi estimated that the Slavs insisted on adding more soda and yeast when kneading the dough because this kind of bread could be stored longer.
In this way, this kind of brown bread has a rather sour taste, and after being baked, it looks like a large sponge when cut into pieces.
This kind of bread has a unique taste, and Yang Mingzhi has completely adapted to it. Due to food shortages, almost everyone could only eat potatoes as their staple food for a long time, which was completely insufficient for the soldiers who consumed huge amounts of bread every day.
Balzen had been fighting for too long, and each soldier probably consumed 4,000 calories a day. Even though they had only been out for a few days, Yang Mingzhi felt that his wife had lost some weight. There was no need for other soldiers, and that glance in the bathhouse,
Although it's not right to bare your buttocks in a group outdoors, as the chief of staff, I can tell at a glance their physical condition. No one has any obvious body fat, and everyone is extremely lean.
Therefore, the staple food of the soldiers at noon is bread, and it is still the same at night. Now there is really no need to save food too much. When it comes to eating, we should follow the "soldier food standards" set by the Soviet army.