Traveling through 1937, starting from the Battle of Songhu

Chapter 251 Prisoners of War Return

Zhang Guofu had been observing the environment here along the way, and when he heard Gu Changfeng say this, he couldn't help but ask.

"Changfeng, this is good, but food transportation is a problem. How do you solve this problem?"

Gu Changfeng smiled. He had a total of more than 300,000 silver dollars before, and almost 200,000 of them were used to buy food.

At the current grain prices here, millet costs about one silver dollar and twenty-five kilograms. With his current reserves, he will not be short of food for three years.

Of course, if he wants to expand the army, Gu Changfeng will definitely have to continue purchasing.

There are still seven years of war to fight, and there is still a lot to do.

In fact, the matter of buying food was also related to the fact that the Japanese had captured most of the cities in Shanxi, Chahar and Hebei.

The brutality of the Japanese made some landlords and wealthy people feel uneasy.

So when Zhou Qianli was buying food, it was relatively smooth.

After all, money is easy to hide, but it still costs a lot to hide food.

"If we assume one kilogram per person per day, my millions of kilograms of grain reserves are enough to last for several years. Now we should focus on development."

Hearing this number, Zhang Guofu was shocked and looked at Gu Changfeng for a long time without saying a word.

Gu Changfeng thought for a moment and continued, "Lao Zhang, go organize a meal for everyone first, and then hold a meeting later to discuss the next plan."

With food in hand, he was not worried at all. Coupled with the spoils from the prisoner-of-war camp, he felt quite rich.

Zhang Guofu nodded woodenly, still immersed in the millions of kilograms of grain.

Zhang Guofu, who was immersed in shock, didn't know that he would be shocked again soon.

Zhou Qianli was still very generous at the welcome banquet for the prisoners of war. After receiving the telegram, he immediately sent people to the market town to buy five fat pigs.

"Brother, do you smell it? Is the meat being cooked?" A prisoner licked his dry lips and asked the person next to him.

When he spoke, the person next to him closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"It smells like meat. Maybe it's for the officials to eat!"

"Hey, I don't know if you can give us a sip of soup. I haven't tasted meat in a long time."

In the eyes of the prisoners of war, they could forget about eating meat. In that era, it was already good enough if their superiors could provide them with enough food. They would be even more satisfied if they could have a bowl of meat soup.

The meat was slowly cooked in the big pot, and the aroma became stronger and stronger, slowly spreading throughout the entire Xianya Ridge.

"Brothers of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army, please come here in batches to take a shower. We will have dinner soon."

Wan Chenghai shouted happily,

Gu Changfeng is quite strict about hygiene. Unless he is going out to fight, he must take a shower and change clothes once a day. There is no room for negotiation.

After all, they are living together in a group. If some infectious disease breaks out, the team that Gu Changfeng has worked so hard to put together will be finished. He can't be careless about this.

"Sir, do we need to take a shower too?" a prisoner asked doubtfully.

In their memory, they haven't heard this word for a long time.

"Everyone has to wash their hands before we eat, and we can't urinate or defecate anywhere. There are designated areas for these things, so just get familiar with them."

Wan Chenghai was very friendly and had no airs at all.

The prisoners were speechless. They had never seen such a team before.

However, they were new to the situation and could only follow Wan Chenghai's orders.

A row of clean clothes of various sizes has been placed at the bathroom door.

These were supplies captured from the Japanese, which were slightly modified, washed, dried, and stored by the logistics staff.

Zhou Qianli and Wan Chenghai were both very clear about Gu Changfeng's plan and implemented it thoroughly.

"Go and get yours according to your height and weight. This is the first batch of 300 people. Please hurry up and don't delay your meal."

Wan Chenghai shouted loudly.

"Sir, are you saying these clothes are prepared for us?" a braver prisoner asked curiously.

Wan Chenghai said happily: "It's for you, wear it without worry."

The prisoners looked at each other and did not dare to move forward until Wan Chenghai began to urge them to do so. They then took their clothes and went into the bathroom one by one.

For the design of the bathroom, Gu Changfeng made it like a military camp in later generations, which looks neat and clean at first glance.

The rows of pits without curtains shocked the prisoners who came in again.

"There are buckets and towels here. Come over here and scoop some water for yourself."

The logistics personnel in charge are no longer surprised by this. They behaved in the same way when they first started.

The first batch of prisoners followed the instructions of the logistics personnel, began to scoop water, get into position, take off clothes and take a bath.

Ten minutes later, the first batch of 300 prisoners of war appeared in front of everyone.

Now, the prisoners at the back began to urge those in the queue in front. They were envious and wanted to put them on sooner.

Everyone likes to be clean, especially when they see someone who was just like them, suddenly looking like a different person after taking a shower.

"Okay, those who have finished their showers, come and get some food first,"

Wan Cheng also started taking the prisoners who had just taken a bath to the canteen.

Well, when a big bowl of meat soup and two millet cakes were put into the hands of the prisoners, they cried.

They were so moved that they thought the meat was for officials to eat, but they didn't expect that they still had some.

Although the meat in the bowl was not very big, how long had it been since they had eaten meat?

I can't even remember what human flesh tastes like.

"Hey, brother, is this really for me?" Even though a prisoner was holding a bowl in his hand, his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Haha, it's prepared for you."

"To welcome you, Commander Zhou specially asked our logistics team to go to the market town and buy five big fat pigs."

The soldier from the logistics department explained cheerfully.

"Thank you, thank you Commander Zhou," the prisoner couldn't stop crying and kept expressing his gratitude.

In this era, there are too many people suffering, whether they are soldiers or farmers.

The resources are in the hands of a small number of landlords, gentry, and senior military officers, so it is almost difficult for them to eat meat.

As for the captured Japanese?

That's too rare...

As more and more prisoners received broth and millet cakes, they ate them voraciously.

They have been eating pretty well these days, with white rice every day.

But compared with meat and millet cakes, their feeling about this team has risen to a higher level.

Zhou Qianli's meal was enough to bribe all the prisoners of war.

Some prisoners of war even said that as long as their superiors needed them, they would go through fire and water, just to eat more of this kind of meat.

Of course, this statement was also met with laughter and criticism from the crowd.

On Xianya Ridge, the prisoners of war were full of joy, but everyone in the conference room had serious expressions.

Gu Changfeng's proposal made everyone feel a little embarrassed.