In this Daheng Dynasty, there is no custom of celebrating the Spring Festival. Daheng people have many festivals, and there is a small festival almost every month.
There are so many festivals, so people don’t particularly care about any particular festival. If they do, most of them care about the Autumn Harvest Festival in October every year.
Therefore, even at the turn of the old and new years, people inside and outside Qingshan Town are busy as they should, and they are just talking nonsense. There is no atmosphere like the Spring Festival, New Year's Day, and Christmas on earth.
This made Lin Ziran a little uncomfortable.
On December 30, the 48th year of Yongchang, although people outside did not think this day was special at all, Lin Ziran himself asked the patrol camp to fire blank guns and fired two training rounds as a salute.
People in this world don’t celebrate the Spring Festival, but Lin Ziran himself still has to celebrate it.
Even if it’s just you!
The reason why the empty guns and salutes were fired was simply because Lin Ziran couldn't find any firecrackers.
Daheng people not only don’t celebrate the Spring Festival, they don’t set off any firecrackers either!
Helpless, Lin Ziran could only ask the soldiers to fire their empty guns to make up the count.
Although Lin Ziran specifically asked the cook to make a sumptuous dinner, he didn't feel good eating it.
It’s not a good feeling to have a New Year’s Eve dinner alone!
After dinner, he looked at the starry night sky and wondered if there was a sun or an earth among the stars.
Unfortunately, he did not find any familiar celestial objects, not even the Big Dipper.
This starry sky, just like this planet, made him feel extremely strange.
That night, he missed home!
I also remembered the first and only New Year’s Day I spent with my schoolmates.
That New Year's Day, she smiled beautifully.
It's a pity that the carved railings and jade masonry are still there, but the beauty has been changed!
After being sad for most of the night, Lin Ziran, who had no sleep, just buried his head at his desk and continued to tinker with his plan to make money and expand the army.
He has been making more detailed plans in the past two days to connect the oil fields, refineries and Qingshan Trading Company in order to make faster and more money.
At the same time, based on the speed and scale of making money, the army expansion plan will be further improved.
In recent months, although he has been doing things to make money and expand the army, but to be honest, he just thinks about it one by one, without any perfect plan.
Although we are stumbling forward in this way, there are always many unexpected things that will happen along the way. For example, the previous arms transaction had an accident.
The goods from Hongxiang Trading Company had arrived, but he didn't have the money ready, so he was in a dilemma.
In addition, the production of the oil field is gradually increasing. Although the digging speed of the No. 3 oil well is a little slower than that of the No. 2 well, it has already been dug to 80 meters.
Previously, the No. 2 oil well found the oil layer at a depth of 100 meters. That is, if the No. 3 oil well is lucky enough, it can almost reach the oil layer by digging another 20 meters.
Before that, Lin Ziran had to ask the refinery to prepare in advance.
Considering that the reserves of this oil field are quite good, even if the No. 3 oil well does not produce oil, the No. 4 and even the No. 5 oil wells will be dug in the future, so the subsequent oil production will increase significantly.
This also means that the refining capacity of the refinery must continue to be greatly improved.
But this time, Lin Ziran no longer plans to set up the refinery in Qingshan Town, but directly in the oil field area.
On the one hand, it is to refine oil nearby and avoid transporting crude oil every day.
In addition, it is also for the purpose of concentrating it for better protection.
Now that the patrol battalion is used in several directions, the strength is somewhat insufficient, so Lin Ziran is considering moving the base camp to the oil field area in the future.
These things all need to be planned in advance and cannot be haphazard.
He stayed up most of the night making plans and didn't sleep until the early hours of the morning, but in the morning, he was woken up by someone.
I was in a bad mood last night, and now I was woken up just a few hours after I slept. This made Lin Ziran say with dark eyes and a straight face: "What's wrong?"
Luo Mazi was also a smart man. He knew that Lin Ziran was unhappy now, so he couldn't help but lower his voice when he spoke: "Sir, the Third Division has sent a messenger over!"
"The messenger of the Third Division?" Lin Ziran frowned slightly when he heard this.
The Third Division is one of the four main field divisions in Luo'an County. In this northern expedition to Guang'an, the Third Division is the main force.
Jian Liangzhi's 7th Fusilier Regiment directly belonged to this division.
The Qingshan Town Patrol Battalion is a local militia group within Luo'an County. On the surface, it seems to have nothing to do with the regular army such as the Third Division, but in fact, both the regular army and local militia groups of various names belong to the official army of Luo'an County.
All armed forces must obey the orders of the county governor.
However, most of the time the regular army does not mobilize local militia groups to participate in military operations. After all, local militia groups are usually young militiamen with little combat effectiveness. They are generally only used to maintain logistics supply lines within the territory and suppress local security.
Just like Lin Ziran is doing now, he is mainly responsible for the security issues in Qingshan Town, and sends troops to escort the frontline troops' baggage convoys when they pass through.
But if it were just like this, there would be no need for the Third Division to specially send orders!
Lin Ziran ran through many thoughts in his mind, and finally decided to see what was going on first.
Soon, Lin Ziran saw the messenger from the Third Division Headquarters.
As soon as this person saw Lin Zi, he took out an envelope sealed with layers of oil paper from his pocket. After opening the oil paper, he took out two letters, both of which had wax seals.
He handed the two letters to Lin Ziran and said: "Please sign for it, Mr. Lin, and please reply immediately. The younger one will be brought back on Pegasus."
After taking it, he nodded slightly, and Lin Ziran opened one of the letters first. It was a letter of award stamped with the seal of the Quanxu Office of Luo'an County. It said that Lin Ziran had meritorious service in defending the city and killing enemies, and had worked diligently to maintain the supply line in Qingshan Town.
Confer Lin Ziran the rank of military officer.
To be honest, Lin Ziran was a little surprised by this military officer. His Qingshan Town Patrol Battalion was not a regular army. It was just a militia group, whether among the people or in official records.
Most of the soldiers and officers in these militia groups do not have military titles, just like Lin Ziran before.
Others call him Sir or something, but in fact he does not have any real military title, so after stationed in Qingshan Town, although Lin Ziran wore the military uniform of a scholar-bureaucrat, he never wore the military badge. Not only him, but also his military title.
The same goes for the officers and soldiers below.
Originally, he thought that with these merits and Jian Liangzhi's support, it would be good to be able to get an active-duty sergeant. However, he did not expect that he would become a junior doctor.
If you change this to a title on Earth, it would be a military rank similar to that of a major.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster!
So after seeing such a letter of conferment, Lin Ziran did not show any expression of joy, but immediately opened another letter.
Lin Ziran's heart skipped a beat when he read the signature at the end of the letter. This was an order personally issued by the Commander of the Third Division, Ma Haozhong Zhongqing.
After reading the content carefully, Lin Ziran's brows furrowed even more!
Luo Mazi on the side looked anxious and worried, and immediately leaned over to take a look.
Seeing this, Luo Mazi immediately exclaimed: "We are just a patrol camp, why are we allowed to go to the front line!"