Chen Dong has been living a pretty carefree life lately. He gets up in the morning to carry firewood to the stove, and then starts the fire when the chefs tell him to start cooking.
After the chef finished cooking, he was responsible for serving the food to the disaster victims.
After the disaster victims finish eating, he can get his own food.
Those soldiers will line up for their own meals; there's no need for these people.
After eating and drinking their fill, they rested for an hour before continuing to move firewood and then help wash rice and dishes.
These tasks aren't tiring; the whole day goes by easily, it feels like playing.
Chen Dong's favorite time of day was when he was tending the fire and listening to Chef Liu Yishou boast.
"Let me tell you, this is only because we're in Jiangnan that the food we eat is a bit lacking. If this were Tai'an City, we would definitely have plenty of meat and fish every meal."
"However, since the earth dragon has turned over in Tai'an City, I estimate that everyone will be fine."
"The houses in our Tai'an City are all built of stone. They're built like an iron barrel. Even if the earth were to turn upside down, or even if knives were to fall from the sky, we wouldn't be afraid at all."
Every time Chen Dong heard Liu Yishou boast about the idyllic life in Tai'an City, he would look on with envy.
Although he eats a little later now, he doesn't mind at all.
After all, what he eats now is plain white rice and pickled vegetables, and he sleeps under clean cotton blankets at night.
In his eyes, these things were the life of gods, but in Liu Yishou's words, even his dog lived a better life.
"There's nothing we can do. After all, the lord of our Tai'an City is a prince."
"Who is the prince? He is a disciple of a celestial being. Following a celestial being, one is bound to live a life like a celestial being."
Liu Yishou felt a natural sense of superiority in front of these disaster victims, especially when he talked about the events in Tai'an City and they expressed their surprise. His vanity was completely satisfied.
The people of Tai'an City have now gotten used to eating dry rice for every meal, three times a day.
But the people in Jiangnan are different. Most of them are servants or farmers from landlords' households. These people live a hard life. Three bowls of porridge a day are enough to excite them.
When they heard him say that his family ate rice and meat every day, they were incredibly envious.
This led to Liu Yishou exaggerating his abilities more and more.
Although he had a miserable life a few years ago, things are different now.
His family now eats meat every day.
My little one doesn't like eating fatty meat anymore; he prefers lean meat and thinks fatty meat is too greasy.
Every time Liu Yishou saw his son being picky, he felt both angry and proud.
I'm angry because they're my own children, they don't understand the value of food. I'm proud that through my hard work, I've provided a good life for my whole family.
When I was a child, I was not picky at all. Being able to eat a big piece of fatty meat and have some oil on my mouth was something I could remember for years.
Where can I eat fatty meat every day like my own little brat until I'm sick of it?
He felt that being able to follow Li Chang'an in this life was a blessing from his ancestors for eight lifetimes.
"So, you all need to work hard now. If you do well, the prince will definitely remember you and let you live a good life in the future."
"In our Great Ming Dynasty, only a prince can lead us common people to a life where we have enough to eat."
"good!"
When Liu Yishou said this, everyone in the kitchen applauded and cheered.
Chen Dong was the loudest; he cherishes his current life very much.
The illness that had plagued me for so many years was cured by military doctors.
The young girl said she just had a skin problem and was too hot-tempered. She prescribed some medicine for herself, and after taking it for a few days, the smell on her body disappeared.
The disaster victims living together no longer considered themselves unlucky.
This feeling was an experience he had never had before.
Chen Dong filled a bowl with rice, added a piece of pickled mustard greens, and squatted in the corner to eat it.
He ate very carefully and seemed to enjoy it.
His meal plan was to eat a bite of rice with a piece of pickled mustard greens, so that he could finish both the rice and the pickled mustard greens perfectly without any leftovers.
If there's too much rice, then make fewer portions; if there's too little rice, then make more portions.
He meticulously calculated every meal he ate.
Make sure you eat it all up.
After finishing his meal, he didn't get up immediately, but sat in his chair, feeling the comforting sensation in his stomach.
Chen Dong really liked this feeling, the feeling of having food in his stomach.
After washing the dishes, the sun hadn't set yet. Chen Dong looked at the soldiers working and felt increasingly happy.
"These are the real government troops? Those from Jiangnan are just bandits."
After cursing a few times, Chen Dong felt much better.
After he finished cursing, he carried a basket on his back and began groping around on the grass.
"Ugh, finally finished. I'm exhausted."
Bai Luoti slumped in the chair, weak and listless: "Feng He, get me my food too, I really can't move."
In Li Chang'an's army, those who endured the most hardship and fatigue were often the captains.
They not only have to set an example, but they also often have to do more work than ordinary soldiers.
The harder the work, the more they must lead by example.
This is the only way to keep your subordinates in check and also to set a good example.
"Here it comes, here it comes, eat up."
Fenghe got two portions of rice, and the two of them buried their heads in their food.
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