"Go to the expedition!" With Cao Cao's shouting, the army began to go to the expedition without any nonsense. Without the imagined pre-war incitement, nor with passionate speeches, it was enough to give orders!

"Come on, keep up!" Xiahou Dun and other generals came forward one after another and urged the troops to speed up their advance. Considering the speed of the baggage troops and the terrain of Yanzhou, they can march about a hundred miles, that is, fifty kilometers a day. The rainy day is reduced by half, and the journey is about twenty to thirty kilometers.

The longer the marching time, the more severe the baggage consumption, and no prince could ignore the consumption of military rations.

The worst thing was actually Wang Yong. He also considered that he was the marching chef at first, and he should have a horse to carry on. In fact, there was indeed, but he was sad to find that he had never ridden a horse!

It was not until I was resting at noon that I realized that the inner side of my thigh had been worn out. I could only go to the military doctor and asked for some ointment or something. The cool feeling of the ointment finally relieved the scorching pain on the inner side of my thigh.

"In the afternoon, just go find a cart to sit!" She accidentally met Xiahou Dun, and knew the situation, naturally she could not be sarcastic.

"Wuyou, give it!" Xiahou Yuan attracted a pair of leather shorts and handed it over, "Although it will be hot, it can at least avoid scratches on the inner side of the thigh. Made of lambskin, it is very soft."

"Can't it be...you..." Wang Yong suddenly realized something.

"Of course!" Xiahou Yuan replied, "If you don't want calluses to form on the inner side of your thighs and are afraid of being scratched, you must naturally know how to protect yourself!"

Indeed, this place is different from the real Three Kingdoms, especially when there are many women serving as generals. Protection measures must be valued more than that of that era.

"I'm so stupid... I'm so stupid..." After taking the shorts, Wang Yong only felt that he was injured in vain in the morning!

During lunch, everyone eats dry food directly, burys the pot and cooks rice. It is a waste of time for an efficient army.

"Master Chef, your dry food!" The soldiers of the Huotou Army carefully handed over two pieces of glutinous rice cakes, which were made of peanut oil residue and rice noodles. Of course, dried pickles were also included, and finally fried, so that they could be kept for longer.

As for dry food, this thing is enough to withstand hunger. The key is to deliberately make it into a kind that is not very watery. If it tastes watery, it feels like it can't be eaten at all.

"How are the soldiers' evaluations of dry food?" Wang Yong asked casually. The dry food this time has been reported to Xun Yu, who has approved the production, but whether the soldiers below accept it needs further investigation.

"Of course I like it very much!" The soldier replied quickly, "Compared with the dry food before, this tastes very good, and the soldiers were very happy to eat it."

"That's good!" Wang Yong nodded. After all, he was the first time he was the head chef of the marching, and he was afraid that he would not do well enough.

Then they found Wen Ming and Liu Li. They were different from themselves and were both following the army. In addition, they were wearing a layer of light leather armor, so they were a little worried that they could bear it.

"Can you adapt to the environment in the army?" Wang Yong looked at the two of them, a little tired, but it seemed that there was no big problem.

"It's better to get used to it slowly. Besides, there will be a cart to be cleared one after another. When we are tired, we can find one to sit down." Wen Ming smiled. This marching is actually nothing to him, he just looks a little tired when he looks at Liu Li.

"It's okay!" Liu Li gasped slowly. She had suffered in the past few years and was not that delicate. She was just a doorman in Wanshi House two years ago. She didn't work hard and her physical strength was slightly reduced.

"That's good, have a good rest! I asked the officials on the baggage side, I can get a tent tonight. If you don't have a place to sleep, you can come over and squeeze it." Wang Yong said casually. Anyway, they are all three big men, and it's nothing to squeeze it. No matter how you say it, you can't treat your own people badly, right?

"Then I'll bother you!" Of course Wenming is nothing. It's better to have a tent than sleeping in the open.

"Well, okay..." Liu Li hesitated for a moment, and finally felt that it was even more strange that he did not respond, so he could only nod.

After resting for about half an hour, the army set out again. It had basically avoided the time when the sun was strongest at noon, but the autumn tiger was really powerful, and many people were sweating all over.

In the afternoon, Wang Yong had applied ointment on the inner side of his thigh and tied it with a bandage. Finally, he put on tight leather shorts and finally got on the horse. The strong sense of friction was much weaker, which was really okay. At least it felt a lot more comfortable.

Along the way, the baggage soldiers would stop to get water from time to time and then distribute it to each soldier. According to Wang Yong's intention, a little salt was sprinkled in the water, otherwise this method of sweating would not be enough to only replenish water. The key is that the price of salt in this world is really not expensive.

In this way, at the end of the day, before dark, the army marched more than 70 miles, and it could be considered as having left the jurisdiction of Zhencheng.

"Station is on site!" The commander of the cavalry came over and passed the order down. When they heard this order, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It was really not easy to march for a day.

"The fire-headed army built pots and made rice, and the baggage troops set up tents!" The second order came down, and this was only issued according to the convention.

"Prepare immediately, and give some people a meal to get water and have a fan tonight!" Wang Yong shouted, everyone sweats a lot today, so it's okay for fans to have soup or rice, so it's better to add some more.

Soak the dried vermicelli directly, then boil it in water, add the marinated meat and dried vegetables, and don’t even add the salt.

"The officers are a little extravagant..." Wang Yong personally led people to cook the dishes. The dishes were made of good pork belly and vermicelli, and the cooked pork was stewed with vermicelli, then steamed it into a pot of rice, and fried a small plate of vegetables, which was the supper for the officers.

"Pork belly... this thing looks very frizzy..." After the meal was served, Cao Ren was a little disgusted. This thing looked greasy and he knew it would be very frizzy without looking at it.

"Marching is so tiring, fighting is even more tiring, so it's good to add some oil and water!" Cao Cao didn't care and just put down his chopsticks.

"Hmm?" She just ate a piece of pork belly, but she found that the pork belly was fat but not greasy. After eating it, she left a fragrant smell on her mouth, which was delicious, and she couldn't help but be surprised.

"How did this happen?" Cao Cao looked at Wang Yong curiously.

"The meat is the best pork. This thing is cheap. I bought some. I used some spices to remove greasyness. At the same time, I spent some time to cook to ensure that the fatty area is as smooth as pudding, but not greasy." Wang Yong replied.

The method is a bit similar to braised pork. Soy sauce is the key, but the spices cannot be ignored. The main ingredients are bay leaves, star anise and pepper, and onion and ginger.

"It's good to serve the meal, everyone can try it!" Cao Cao signaled to everyone and continued to eat.

Since Cao Cao took the lead, everyone naturally started to put down their chopsticks. After eating it, they realized that it was indeed fat but not greasy. The stewed pork with vermicelli tasted fragrant and delicious, and the vegetables just absorbed the excess oil into it, which was good to clean the mouth or finish it.

The vermicelli absorbs the flavor of spices and lard and becomes slippery and delicious. It feels like eating vermicelli is no longer eating vermicelli, but eating another form of pork. Eat a bite of pork stewed vermicelli and then stew a bite of rice. This feels good.

"Very good, it seems that you know the concept of a marching meal very well." Cao Cao wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, then looked at Wang Yong.

"I learned a little from my colleagues. Xiaoxian learned a lot. Without his help, my subordinates would probably be in a hurry." Wang Yong couldn't take all the credit on himself. After all, Mao Jie did put a lot of effort into this.

"Well, Mao Jie..." Cao Cao nodded. Mao Jie initially went to Jingzhou to surrender to Liu Biao. Later, he knew that Liu Biao's government orders were not strict, so he turned around and surrendered to him halfway through.

He has good governance skills and is also qualified as an intermediate chef, but he doesn't like his personality, so he first appointed him as the marching chef, intending to endure his temperament. After a long time, he can't remember this person a little. However, with his ability, he is indeed awkward to serve as the marching chef.

Perhaps, after a while, please transfer him to a more suitable position! Cao Cao couldn't help but think.

At night, the army set up camps. Generally, marching within the sphere of influence of the army does not need to set up camps at all. At least under normal circumstances, this is true. However, who has made this world special and had to spend half an hour to build a tent. However, within the sphere of influence of the army, there is no need to build additional fences or something.

"Snap time to wash up and have a good rest tonight..." Wang Yong took over the basin of hot water, handed it to Wenming and Liu Li directly.

In the end, we are moving along the river channel, approaching the water source, and taking water directly when needed, but the direction of the river is different from the terrain of Dongjun in my memory.

"Okay!" I will get up at around five o'clock tomorrow, so I should go to bed early tonight. Of course, Wenming has no objection.

"Well... OK." Liu Li was in a dilemma. After all, she couldn't wash up here. She just wanted to find a place where no one could change her clothes with peace of mind.

For the first time, I thought it was such a troublesome thing to disguise a man. How to continue to hide it? Liu Li was also in trouble. In the army, there was a washing place specially prepared for women, which was specially surrounded by curtains, and men were not allowed to get close to her. But the problem is that now her appearance of gender is still "male", so wouldn't it be a "peeping" in the past?

He was in a dilemma, but he didn't expect Xu Huang to come over. When he saw the wooden basin in her hand, he immediately understood, so he stepped forward: "Brother, I have something to tell you, why don't you find a place to chat and wash up?"

"Yeah, OK!" Liu Li immediately breathed a sigh of relief and quickly agreed.

Soon, the two found a remote place, and Xu Huang brought the wind to her, and the latter took off his clothes and started washing.

"Sister Yi, this won't work..." Xu Huang reminded.

"Find a suitable opportunity, let's talk about it..." Liu Li quickly cleaned the key parts and replied in a low voice.

"Is the shop owner really a man who can entrust his life to his life? He looks a little dull. There are so many beauties around him and he has no action at all. Or is he a Long Yang man?" Xu Huang hesitated for a moment, and then said it.

"He seems to only care about Governor Cao... Let's take a look..." Liu Li frowned slightly, then sighed.
Chapter completed!