Bright Sword's Bloody War of Resistance

Chapter 217 The Daily Life of the Independent Detachment ([-])
In Xia Tian's sleep, I can't wake up once I fall asleep.

Zhou Weihan forcibly sat up, rubbed his eyes twice, and shouted into the room: "Monk, monk, bring me a basin of water!"

Zhou Weihan yelled for a long time, but there was no response in the house. He walked to the water tank, picked up the water ladle, and directly drank a ladle of water.

Then he took off the gown on his upper body, tucked it in his trousers, scooped up another ladle of water, bent his body, and poured it directly on his head.

When the small wind blows, there is still a hint of coolness: "Happy!"

Zhou Weihan got up and went into the house, went straight to Wei Dayong's house, went in and took a look, well, this one looks like an old man, shirtless, sleeping soundly.

"Hey, wake up, don't sleep!"

Zhou Weihan shook it a few times, and Wei Dayong finally woke up.

Wei Dayong sat up, his eyes were sleepy, and he looked like he hadn't woken up yet.

"I say Comrade Wei Dayong, look at what time it is, you are more comfortable as a security guard than I am!" Zhou Weihan said, pointing to the watch on his wrist.

Ever since Wei Dayong saved Zhou Weihan's life in Peach Blossom Mountain, Zhou Weihan really treats him like a brother. No one can control him except Zhou Weihan. Wei Dayong eats whatever Zhou Weihan eats. Don't mention how comfortable these days are. up.

And Wei Dayong is a simple and honest person with shrewdness. As a personal security guard, Zhou Weihan is very thoughtful about things inside and out.

"Hey, it's past three o'clock!" Wei Dayong quickly got off the kang, and put on his gown in a hurry.

"It's stabbing!" Wei Dayong put on his clothes too quickly, and accidentally tore the clothes.

"Look at your clothes. It hasn't been washed for a long time, but the neck collar and sleeves are black. What a good military uniform you have worn!" Zhou Weihan said, but went into his room and dug out the A new uniform.

"You are only a little taller than me, quickly change into this new military uniform, and follow me to the farm!"

"okay!"

The two left the house, walked out of the yard, and went straight to the farm in the back mountain.

On the way, I happened to catch up with the cavalry battalion for equestrian training.

Zhu Dashan was also a clever master. He cleared out a forest on the mountain, and avoided the poisonous sun through the shade of the trees.

Zhu Dashan saw Zhou Weihan approaching, and immediately moved over.

"Report, the cavalry battalion is conducting equestrian training, please give instructions!" Zhu Dashan was shirtless, sweat dripped down his shoulders, and the sun shone brightly.

"Okay, your cavalry battalion is training along the way! Practice in the morning and practice in the afternoon, is it acceptable?"

"It's too hot this summer, people tend to fall asleep easily, and so do war horses. If you don't form a habit, it's easy to cause accidents on the battlefield!"

"Our cavalry battalion has cleared out the forest in front of us. There are shade trees and ready-made miniature obstacles, which are suitable for equestrian training!" Zhu Dashan said, pointing to the forest in the distance.

"As long as you make up your mind, I will ask Abacus to send you more eggs, black beans, and salt later, so as to make up for the soldiers and horses!"

"That's great!" Zhu Dashan said excitedly.

After leaving the cavalry battalion training ground, Zhou Weihan continued to rush to the back mountain.

Ding Dasuan was thinking about the expenses for the half month in the house, and the guard Xiaosanzi was sitting on the door frame, holding a pencil and a small notebook in his hand.

Zhou Weihan walked in front of him, but the third son didn't notice it at all.

"Third son, your handwriting is not bad!" Zhou Weihan said softly.

The third son hurriedly stood up.

Zhou Weihan took the notebook in the hand of the third son, and the notebook was written in the document issued by the headquarters, "Three Disciplines and Eight Points of Attention".

"How many words do you know now?"

"There are almost three hundred characters, and my godfather even asked me to learn arithmetic from Battalion Commander Chen!" said the third son.

Ding Dasuan was alone, without a wife and children, and his third son's parents died, so Ding Dasuan recognized a godson.

"Well, after listening, keep working hard, and you will have a chance to go to college in the future!"

Ding Dasuan heard the movement outside the house and walked out: "You are here!"

I saw Ding Dasuan holding a fan in his hand and wearing a brand new military uniform.

"I said Ding Dasuan, your military uniform is quite new!" Zhou Weihan joked.

"Don't get me wrong, I have never been willing to wear the clothes at the bottom of the suitcase!" Ding Dasuan explained.

"Monk, look at other people's calculations. If you are not in charge of the family, you don't know the basics, rice, oil and salt. No matter how good the clothes are for you, it will be wasteful!"

"I'm going to report to you about the work during this time?"

"In the past half month, the net income of the farm has reached 1468 yuan, mainly from broilers, eggs, vermicelli, fungus, mushrooms, and soap, which are given priority to our internal supply!" Ding Dasuan said with a grin.

"Some time ago, the autumn harvest, the base area, and the large guerrilla areas in Wuyi and Wu'an included 73 catties of fine grains. It's a pity that the wasteland we reclaimed did not catch up with the wheat, but we waited until October and November. Ripe, and a large amount of miscellaneous grains have entered the warehouse!"

"How are the pig farms and chicken farms doing now?" Zhou Weihan asked.

"Because it can be hatched artificially, the chicken farm currently has five chicken coops with 3000 chickens, and the pig farm has 46 native pigs, and the original six foreign white pigs have become 52!"

"This foreign white pig is so easy to raise, it grows fat quickly, and it can also give birth to piglets. A litter can have 11-15 piglets. And before the year, our independent detachment will be able to eat meat!"

Ding Dasuan kept talking, and Zhou Weihan patiently analyzed the joy with him.

"Abacus, it's not easy for you to be the head of the farm and the head of logistics. I chose the right person!" Zhou Weihan said with emotion.

"Look at what you said, I'm happy to deal with this aspect!"

"Now the whole detachment is training, and it is rare for the soldiers to have a chance to rest. Take this opportunity to send more supplies to the regiments, so that the soldiers can replenish their bodies, especially the cavalry battalion!"

"I see!"

"Like a chicken farm, think about whether it can be popularized in the garrisons of the regiments. First, the scale will increase, and second, it will be convenient for the soldiers to eat. Even if the main force is lost in the future, won't there be local troops?" Zhou Weihan suggested.

"Well, it's a note, you can't put all your eggs in one basket!"

After Ding Dasuan finished speaking, his eyes rolled, his face was full of smiles, and he continued: "Well, I'm done talking about business, let's talk about something private!"

"Third son, the detachment leader has been here for a long time, and he still hasn't brought a bench! Then fish out the cold watermelon in the well!"

The third son responded and ran into the house, Ding Dasuan forcibly pressed Zhou Weihan on the bench, and then cut the watermelon with a kitchen knife.

"Try it, I bought it at my hometown, it's so sweet!"

Zhou Weihan took the watermelon and put it on the small table, looked at Ding Dasuan with a smile on his face, and said, "Tell me about your personal business first!"

When the matter came to an end, Ding Dasuan was still a little hesitant, and he said hesitantly: "Do you think my logistics minister is a regiment-level cadre according to his rank?"

"You, the logistics minister, are of course regiment-level!"

"I heard that the political commissar is currently matchmaking for disabled soldiers on the farm?"

"Well, there is such a thing!" Zhou Weihan replied with a straight face.

"I often deal with fellow villagers, I know them well, and I am suitable for this job!"

"Is this what you're talking about?"

"I'm 36 this year. Although I'm not enough for the [-]th regiment, I will be [-] in a few years and I don't have a wife yet!" Ding Dasuan said with a blushing face.

"Oh, Ding's big plan, it's the first time I've heard that I'm rushing to find a matchmaker for myself, monk, take the watermelon, let's go!" Zhou Weihan turned around and left after finishing speaking.

The monk picked up half a piece of watermelon on the table, and Sa Yazi followed Zhou Weihan and ran away.

Go ahead and start a new volume tomorrow

　73 catties of grain Sanshui estimated that after using simple chemical fertilizers, the average yield of 200 catties of grain is no problem, and the common people will hand in 20 catties per mu. The two counties of Wu'an are about the same.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)