Chapter 107 It turns out that not all places in the heavenly kingdom have such good treatment
"It's time to eat! Anyone who can get out of bed can go get it yourself!"
At lunch time, in a row of lime-smeared red brick and tiled houses in the Daye military camp. Following the quartermaster's shouts, a group of originally listless wounded men suddenly regained their vitality.
As long as their legs were not broken, everyone got out of bed and walked over to wait in line to receive food. Only the seriously injured who could not walk stayed on the bed and waited for distribution.
Li Yue was a member of the North Korean Bird Gun Camp. He lived in a ward with seven other wounded people. Because there were relatively few North Korean wounded in Liaodong, Koreans often had to mix with Han soldiers to recuperate.
In this eight-person room, there were only Li Yue and one other Korean. The remaining six were all Han Chinese, among whom the two highest-ranking ones were the generals.
When he first arrived, Li Yue was still a little curious. In North Korea, officers and soldiers were absolutely not equal. If someone was injured on the battlefield, the recuperation treatment after returning was even more different——
This is mainly because North Korea adopts the policy of "civilians running the army" plus "generals without fixed soldiers", that is, just like the Central Plains and Song Dynasties, "the soldiers do not know the generals, and the generals do not know the soldiers."
When it is time to prepare for war, the general only temporarily knows which unit he is commanding, and he is unable to establish a personal relationship of trust with the soldiers.
The Ming Dynasty also used civilians to run the army, but the guard posts were fixed, and the number of soldiers under the generals was passed down from generation to generation. Zhu Yuanzhang made this rule because he felt that the generals in the Song Dynasty did not know the soldiers and the force was too weak, so he made targeted reforms.
In a country where soldiers and generals are separated, officers are treated much better than soldiers. So much so that during the half-month period when Li Yue was recovering from his injuries, it was strange to see the Ming army recuperating in the same ward as the general and team leaders with ordinary soldiers.
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The superior food and medical conditions of the Ming army also made him feel that the country in China was civilized and prosperous. He soon stopped feeling homesick, and occasionally felt that it would be good to hang out in the Ming Dynasty for the rest of his life.
Anyway, he was born as a domestic slave in the family of Bing Cao Li Panshu. In his hometown in Seoul, the master had not given him a maid as his wife, so there was nothing to miss. The third young master had already come to the Ming Dynasty, so he followed him to live a leisurely life, so there was nothing wrong with him.
"Grandma, there's honey condensed milk again today! There's also fish cake soup! Fortunately we can run fast."
Soon, the rough voice of Zhu Laoliu, the patient in front of him, pulled Li Yue out of his thoughts. The smell of food soon caused his salivary glands to secrete wildly.
Zhu Laoliu was a general of the Ming army. He was a servant of General Zhu Wenzhen, and he led another hundred and ten servants.
During the previous Battle of Bijia Mountain, Zhu Laoliu led his brothers to carry the line. He also personally killed two Manchu cavalry under Azige and several traitors. In the end, he was stabbed by a Tatar cavalry.
Fortunately, the vital part was avoided, but there was a long gash in the side of the ribs, and one of the ribs was broken.
At that time, Li Yue's cannon team was also behind him. The Qing army's firearms exploded on the wooden fence, causing broken wood to fly. Li Yue was hit by the sharp wood, causing some flesh wounds, and was also hit by the huge force of the wood.
He suffered some internal injuries. After the injury, he became a fellow patient with a group of Han officers and soldiers, and gradually learned hundreds of Chinese sentences, and he became integrated.
Seeing the long-lost condensed milk today, Li Yue couldn't help but look leisurely and fascinated: "Brother Zhu, your Ming Dynasty is really rich. You can actually give ordinary wounded soldiers this kind of nectar and jade liquid, a nourishing holy product. Your Ming Dynasty generals
, they must all love their soldiers as much as their sons.
We can't compare. We in Korea will have no fixed soldiers. Alas, I'm pretty good. After all, the governor is my own young master. The other hundreds or even thousands of households encountered civilian officials who were transferred as governors during the war and led them.
They don’t regard the people below as human beings at all! Even if they are injured, they may not have enough to eat!”
While complaining and sighing, Li Yue was not slow with her hands. She immediately told the quartermaster who was cooking the meal with a smile on her face, saying that she wanted to make condensed milk and tilapia cake soup, as well as stewed chicken breast and green beans, plus two fried
Egg.
Green beans, fish cakes, and condensed milk are all processed according to the standards of canning preservation technology. They are considered experimental products, but they are not packed in disposable sealed cans, but are just placed in ordinary porcelain jars, similar to how Sichuan people made kimchi in later generations.
The mouth of the jar is usually covered with a water-soaked bowl to isolate air and bacteria.
After all, for supplies when the army is stationed, there is no need to waste packaging materials, and there is no need to consider the reliability of sealing in bumpy transportation. Just use the semi-finished products in the experimental stage.
Zhu Laoliu next to him felt proud when he saw his ignorant look. He wanted to tell him, "Not all Ming generals were so kind to the wounded soldiers, but Shen Futai's wounded soldiers were so kind."
But after thinking about it, for the sake of the face of tomorrow's country, he still didn't plan to tell the truth and let the Korean barbarians look up and worship him!
When the words came to his lips, he finally said: "That's right, I will go to the country tomorrow and I will have plenty of money, money and food. What's wrong with the wounded soldiers being better fed? Originally, in Liaodong, they were relatively poor, but in the south of the Yangtze River, the food was terrible.
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Don't think that Shen Futai can't afford our pork and mutton! He is afraid that if we eat too much pork and mutton, our wounds will itch. If the injury gets better in the future, we can eat pork and mutton at will! It used to hurt our muscles and bones for a hundred days, but then
Shen Futai, in two and a half months at most, he will definitely be able to return to the battlefield smoothly!"
Several Han officers next to Zhu Laoliu also started bragging. Obviously they were not familiar with Shen Futai, but at this moment they were all from the Ming Dynasty and wanted to show off their superiority in front of the Dongyi people.
Li Yue became more and more admired and fell to the ground, saying a lot of envious words, which made all the Han officers feel proud.
It’s not that Shen Shuren’s Daye camp couldn’t afford to feed the wounded soldiers pork and mutton, but Shen Shuren did take time out of his busy schedule to remind the seriously injured soldiers not to eat too greasy food, lest it be detrimental to their recovery.
He understands the common sense of modern physiology and medicine. He knows that in order for the wounded to recover, they must have a certain amount of high protein, but it must be easy to absorb and not have too heavy a digestive burden. High sugar content is fine——
In fact, making millet porridge and other health-preserving soups for patients in ancient times are also full of sugar. Making porridge is equivalent to drinking sugar water. The process of boiling is to make the starch lake, degrade, and turn into small molecules that are easier to absorb.
sugar.
Therefore, the Shen Jiajun's meals for wounded soldiers have always been high in sugar, low in fat, plus some easily absorbed protein.
It is best to directly cook small protein molecules that can produce various amino acids and purines, so chicken, fish, eggs and milk are the first choices. Not just because these are cheaper than pork and mutton.
To put it bluntly, the Shen Jiajun in the late Ming Dynasty was not afraid of the "high purine, which can easily lead to high uric acid and gout" things that people in later generations are very afraid of.
Doesn’t high purine mean that there are too many “protein amino acids that are easy to be boiled into soup and quickly absorbed”?
Even the hungry ghosts of the late Ming Dynasty, who would eat to death, would not harm their health by absorbing too much protein. Too much protein would only speed up wound healing and tissue regeneration.
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The wounded, who had recovered to a state of minor injuries, picked their favorite condensed milk and other foods and went back to their houses to eat and drink.
Those seriously wounded who couldn't get out of bed had to wait for distribution by the quartermaster.
The food distributed to them is actually not bad. It is also very nutritious, but the food is specially selected to be easy to digest and absorb, and the seasoning is relatively light. Even if there are dairy products, they are fresh and thin, and it is impossible to add honey.
The Shen family army used the criterion of "whether the wounded are able to get out of bed on their own" to easily distinguish officers and soldiers in different recovery periods.
Those who can walk on their own will have no problem eating omelettes with condensed milk. Otherwise, they can only eat sugar-sweetened custard.
Zhu Laoliu and Li Yue wolfed down the food. Even though they had eaten honey condensed milk and canned fish cakes and green beans before, they still felt like they were in wonderland when they ate them again.
Everyone ignored the noise next to them, and no one could speak. They just buried their heads in eating. As a result, a large group of people came to the corridor outside the ward, and they didn't even notice.
In the end, the two Shangguan officials couldn't bear to lose face, so they walked up to them and pulled their ears: "You are still eating. Mr. Futai is inspecting!"
Li Yue and Zhu Laoliu looked up in surprise, only to find that they were their family heads, Li Yu, the commander of the Bird Gun Camp, and Zhu Wenzhen, the general.
And another young, tall civil servant wearing a rich and brocade robe, who was too young to be true, stood in the middle, he must be Mr. Futai. All the wounded people came over to salute quickly.
"Hey, these are all warriors who killed enemies for their country. Why should you be polite if you are injured? Just keep eating, but it is better to eat slowly to avoid hurting your stomach.
You have been living here for more than half a month, why are you in such a hurry for food? Isn’t the food supply enough? "
Zhu Laoliu quickly swallowed the green beans and fish cakes in his mouth, and all murmured: "Enough is enough! Sir, we have meat and fish every day, how could we dare to think about it! There is also such delicious milk and honey.
It’s so delicious, we’ve never seen it in half our lives!”
Li Yue was dumbfounded when she heard it next to her: Damn it? You guys have been pretending to be "knowledgeable in heaven" in front of me these days. Is this the first time you have enjoyed such good treatment after such a long time of trouble?
Chen Shuren was beside him. Hearing how grateful Zhu Laoliu and others were, he didn't have much to ask, so he was going to the next ward.
However, when he turned around and saw a few Korean wounded soldiers looking dumbfounded, Shen Shuren thought there was something hidden, so he asked one more question.
Li Yu, who had just been able to show his face in front of Master Futai, was afraid that his servant would embarrass him, so he quickly kicked Li Yue: "Master Futai is asking you a question! Could it be that you are so moved that you can't speak!"
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Li Yue was kicked by the young master, she quickly came to her senses, and said with gratitude: "We are from a humble background, and we have never seen the scenery of the Celestial Kingdom. Now... I thought it was the Ming Dynasty, and all the generals are like this
Treating wounded soldiers preferentially, it turns out...it's just that under your rule, Shen Futai, it can be called a paradise."
Li Yue was new to Chinese, and she spoke nondescript and random allusions. Li Yu was afraid that Shen Shuren would be displeased, so he quickly helped translate and explain.
Chen Shuren raised his hand and said, "What is there to say? Although our Ming Dynasty is a kingdom of heaven, there are many places where people's livelihood is in decline. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many bandits.
Only Shen lives and works in peace and contentment under his rule. This does not mean that Shen is an official in a good manner and manages the country well, so he has nothing to be ashamed of."
Chen Shuren's open-mindedness caused the generals under his command to have strange expressions. Some of them breathed a sigh of relief, while others felt a sense of frankness and forthrightness that drew them closer.
"Futai really has Master Meng's spirit of 'Who else would he give me?' I will be so impressed by him!" Li Yu looked like he had never seen anything like admiration in the world. He felt that after coming to Ming Dynasty, he happened to be able to join the Shen family.
Very proud.
Chen Shuren dusted off his sleeves and let everyone eat slowly. He continued to patrol the wards one by one, and encouraged everyone from time to time: "Take good care of yourself, we may have to fight again next month."