Once upon a time, the women of the Saarbadu district equated the standard of the term "good man" with the governor, and at one point there was even an alley slang of "marry someone like the governor". As an occupation zone, this phenomenon is simply incredible.

Gentle and considerate, handsome and chic, personable, noble and elegant...... The qiē element that makes up the image of the prince charming of the girls' dreams is perfectly embodied in the young governor. This alone is enough to tempt the daydreaming girls, not to mention that the governor also has a practical skill that can make all women "it's good to be his wife" - the family cook.

Looking at the almighty governor who went up to the battlefield and down to the kitchen, and then looked at the stinky men around him who couldn't help with the housework at all, the women had to sigh secretly.

Only a handful of people know that Roland's housekeeping skills are inextricably linked to someone's poor lifestyle. In that room called "Wo", if you don't want to be stoned or buried alive by Wen Jiàn Mountain, eat dark food and get food poisoning, or simply starve to death, you can only silently hone your housekeeping skills until you reach the full level. After entering the military school, I gnawed on junk food such as luncheon meat, margarine, and MRE every day, and I was so nauseous that I still have sequelae. The unbearable past finally prompted the teenager to pick up a kitchen knife and embark on the path of the legendary Grand Chef...... It's impossible. But the painful memories of eating as a child did serve Roland's cooking skills, and he would never touch anything that would disgust people to death if he could.

But it was Roland who put a plate of stewed luncheon meat with dried plums, boiled beans in margarine, and stewed potatoes with corned beef jerky on the dinner table. A senior general sat at the dining table blankly, looking at the plate of "monsters" in front of him. The generals and colonels were so disgusted that they didn't even have the strength to pick up their knives and forks, let alone put the slimy stuff in their mouths.

After eating this kind of food for three meals a week, whether it was margarine, luncheon meat, or "black bean and rice burritos", all of them were instinctively rejected by the generals, and they didn't spit it out on the spot. But they couldn't refuse, this was a banquet for the governor, and "eat your share of food, and don't let it be left" was also the governor's order. Coupled with the support of the third princess, the fourth prince, and the prime minister, they could only shed blood and tears in their hearts while chewing on extremely strange military rations.

Roland was not full and had nothing to do, so he deliberately tossed the command level of the garrison army. It's about starting with logistics. Rectify corruption in the army, and incidentally carry out reform of military food rationing.

Food rationing has an absolute, unshakable influence on any army. Without bullets, the soldiers were able to fight with bayonets, fists and even teeth. But there was no food. Don't say combat. Neither organization nor discipline can be maintained. Don't expect a bunch of hungry people who are so hungry that they can't even pick up their guns to charge. Lieutenant General Mutaguchi Ryoya, who could not learn from the Imperial Army, loudly rebuked his subordinates, who were suffering from hunger, disease, and enemy troops: "You can't fight without weapons, ammunition, and food...... Don't forget the Yamato soul that Japanese men should have! Japan is a state of God, and the gods will surely bless our ......", "The Japanese have been a herbivorous people since ancient times. You are surrounded by such a dense jungle. What's going on with a lack of food?"

It's not that there are no two goods in Charlemagne's army, but the two to this kind of Cheng dù have not appeared for the time being.

By definition, "rations" are the amount of food a soldier needs for a day. The armies of each country decide their rations according to their own dietary habits and logistical developments. For example, the Albion army often eats cheap sausages, sweet beans and fried potato chips, its colonial troops dominated by white elephant orcs stew curry, the Castilian people love tuna salad and chicken noodles, the crown army loves potato beef stew, the Wehrmacht army has sausages, sauerkraut, lard and black bread (Graubrot), the Duchy army runs everywhere the black leba and vodka, and as for Emile...... Macaroni, tomato sauce and oily sardines, of course.

Charlemagne's army was remembered as a seven-course meal with a linen tablecloth, and militarism did not prevent them from being as picky as Emile – even in a prisoner of war camp. Not long ago, Charlemagne's prisoners of war wrote blood letters asking the guards to provide flour and bake baguettes themselves in order to "save the tongue from the repeated ravages of the heretics of the Albiontian party". On the Guadalajara front, there are regular monthly air shipments of high-quality red wines from Budi Gran, and the cost of transporting these wines far exceeds the total price of the wine, but Charlemagne's army "recognizes this taste" -- a small amount of money compared to the face of a big country. Officers and non-commissioned officers on the front line receive an average of 300 milliliters of red wine per day.

It seems that Charlemagne's army is composed of some wealthy young masters, but in fact, this kind of poor and luxurious gluttonous life is limited to officers and a small number of non-commissioned officers. For hundreds of years now, Charlemagne's Army's food has been a standard that has never changed. Each ration consisted of meat or salted fish, bread or flour balls, legumes or beverages (first milk, later beer or brandy), as well as candles and soaps that were useful in the barracks and on the battlefield (double, for daily use and chatter). The menu hasn't changed for hundreds of years.

In the past, this was not surprising. After all, the food of the common people will not be much better than this, more often the soldiers need to prepare their own rations, usually there are always a few tents in the camp to hear the cries of pigs, cows, chickens and sheep, in wartime by smashing the doors of residents' houses, to get it themselves.

With the technological progress brought by the consortium, the spring breeze of industrialization has also blown into the barracks, and in addition to the new guns, the so-called "standard army rations" have also appeared in the army's logistics system to facilitate operation. According to this menu, a Charlemagne soldier receives one serving of meat per day - 350 grams of pork or bacon, or 550 grams of beef, fresh meat and bacon, and one main dish - 450 grams of brown bread or 550 grams of corn flour. Each 100 standard rations come with 9 litres of lentils or peas, 4.5 kg of rice or maize, 4.5 kg of green coffee, 3.5 kg of cooked coffee powder or 1 kg of tea, 5 kg of sugar, 500 g of candles, 1.5 kg of soap and 1 kg of honey.

It doesn't sound bad, but it's just a beautiful number on paper. Judging by several combat operations. On the march, each soldier had only 450 grams of black bread, 300 grams of salted pork or 100 grams of fresh meat, plus sugar, coffee and salt. At most, it can make the troops march in a half-fed and half-starved state. Moreover, due to the weak supply capacity of military supplies, many soldiers had only half of this standard ration, and even did not eat for several days.

Speaking of which, Archbishop Li may cry out that he is not satisfied, but his old man has allocated funds according to the "standard army rations", and there is no reason why the soldiers will not have enough to eat. Where does the extra money go?

The answer is simple. All embezzled.

For the quartermaster department, the distribution of fresh meat is more troublesome than the distribution of salted meat, and the preparation of fresh bread is more troublesome than the distribution of bagged biscuits. Many times, the munitions department often refuses to deliver fresh food under the pretext of "too late to deliver", "road congestion", "ammunition priority", etc. Substitute with pickled foods and biscuits. The soldiers had to nibble on bacon and biscuits. To know. The biscuits dispensed by the military are not the crunchy and fragrant biscuits that are baked with butter, powdered sugar, eggs, milk, vanilla, or cocoa powder. The only ingredients for army biscuits are flour, water and salt, and the official tuba is called "hard dough cake", and the title of "biscuit" is purely used to deceive the superiors and subordinates.

This biscuit has nicknames such as "tooth sharpener" and "tin biscuit" in the army. To eat it, it must be softened with water or coffee, or fried with the fat skimmed from boiling the bacon meat. As a result of eating bacon all day long, many soldiers contracted scurvy like Navy crews and had rotten teeth, leaving them to gnaw on this "tooth receptacle" with their inflamed and abscessed gums...... It was a picture that I couldn't see.

If that's mad enough, you're wrong, and the real outrageous is the bacon and beef. Roland couldn't believe his eyes when he saw a report on the stockpiles of army warehouses: some quartermaster departments supplied front-line troops with corned beef that had been marinated 100 years ago. The beef has become as hard as mahogany, and front-line soldiers simply use corned beef to practice carpentry skills, such as making cups, teapots, etc., and some soldiers who were high-ranking carpenters before enlisting in the army also carved statues of the mother goddess, painted them, polished them with sandpaper, and placed them in trenches. There were also some soldiers who simply split to make fires, and the effect was also good. As for corned beef, it is a dangerous good that has been chemically preserved. A military doctor's testimony described: "The beef was injected with preservatives and smelled like embalmed corpses." ”

Relying on these cheap and dangerous foods, the munitions department has been greedy for the difference in the price of food allocations, which is not only a matter of integrity in the army, but also has a great impact on Charlemagne's national security and the combat effectiveness of the army. When Roland offered to replace the current food rationing system with a comprehensive and systematic food ration system, Richelieu agreed almost without hesitation.

Roland is not a logistics expert, and asking him to come up with a comprehensive and systematic system is obviously a bit of a rush to the doctor, and many people are waiting to see his jokes. But what these people never expected was that Roland might not be a logistics expert, but he had a deep impression of the Wehrmacht's food rationing system. It is not too difficult to imitate the ration system established by Li Lin and then find a similar system suitable for the current Charlemagne army.

So, in order to find the "most suitable ration"—the best recipe that was inexpensive and didn't taste so bad—Roland began to pour out the rations of the Wehrmacht, and cooked these things in a different way. Of course, he couldn't eat all the dishes alone, and in order to test the taste and communicate with each other, he asked a large number of generals and colonels from the logistics department to try them, so the generals and colonels became humanoid guinea pigs, the initial victims of the field rations of the Defense Army.

After eating so much luncheon meat and margarine, everyone was so disgusted that dinner time became extraordinarily long and painful...... But everyone still has to eat. On the other hand, the people invited by Roland have been on the front line, have a deep understanding of the shortcomings of the current logistics system, and have some ideas about reforming logistics.

In the opinion of these experts, the current staple food supplies, such as fresh meat, bacon and fresh vegetables, are not convenient to transport and preserve, and are more cumbersome to process. Heating food also requires an open flame, which takes a long time to process, and is easy to expose.

Although this is not at all difficult or dangerous for the moldy troops who squat in the trenches all day. But guerrilla units such as hunters and those carrying out counter-guerrilla operations will certainly appreciate the simple, convenient, and easy-to-carry ready-to-eat field rations. At the same time, the GIs in the trenches would not refuse to serve a few slices of jam biscuits, a few cans of food and a cup of instant coffee during high-intensity fighting.

Taking a step back, even without these needs, shipping canned food is less expensive than transporting raw meat and vegetables. The generals and colonels here don't understand what "cost-effective" is, but they know how to save money, so it is almost a sure thing that canned luncheon meat will enter Charlemagne's barracks.

As for luncheon meat, it contains almost no vitamins and minerals, and long-term consumption may lead to high cholesterol and obesity. This is not much of a problem, after all, no one knows and can prove it, and no one can deny that luncheon meat is essential to maintaining the body of a soldier. On a rapidly changing battlefield. It is difficult for the logistics department to ensure that there is enough meat every day, and the only option is luncheon meat. In the end, the generals and marshals don't even care about letting the soldiers charge with drugs, who cares about the danger of luncheon meat?

The only thing that can be considered a problem is taste. This issue is improving. The same goes for other foods.

After dinner, I exchanged views with the guests for a while. Sending off guests and continuing to deal with official business until midnight, Roland's day was over.

A hard day's work. It stands to reason that you should go to bed early after taking a bath, but if anything is left on Roland, it is destined to have nothing to do with the word "stability", not to mention-

The artillery mirror cautiously poked into the crack in the door, carefully observed up and down, left and right, and after repeatedly confirming that there was no abnormality, Roland breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the bedroom.

The governor's bedroom was the size of a high school classroom, with a large canopy covering one-third of the room, which could accommodate a dozen people at a time, and the chandelier emitted a rose-red glow, casting a layer of obscene color over the room, and there was no other room amenities.

The size of the room and bed, the furnishings of the furniture, and the choice of lighting clearly reveal someone's obsession with the "Cyborg Project". In fact, while the Governor's Palace was still being renovated, the top management of the consortium strongly intervened in the planning, and in addition to the renovation of this bedroom, it also added rooms suitable for various plays, and the words "Please use it as much as you like" were written on the door of each room......

(If you can use it, you will have a ghost.) ）

With Roland's almost old-fashioned morality, the various "recreation rooms" have not been used once so far, and are only used to keep mosquitoes and collect dust. Someone who is deeply dissatisfied with the lack of progress in the android project responds to this by pushing it even harder, even at the expense of making the ultimate shameful play such as "no shame, no shame, no shame, no guilt crown", anesthetizing poison gas, tentacles, exposing, hitting the chest, and touching the buttocks...... Now that I think about it, I feel that it is better to simply apologize for the crime with death. Afterwards, Minerva and Diana turned their faces away or staggered their eyes when they met Roland, thinking that although it was force majeure at that time, they were still angry.

After that, Roland was careful everywhere, for fear that Li Lin and De Keir would make some more moths, especially the rest area that was designated as a "harem", almost to the point of neuroticism. Every day, I go out early and return late to work overtime, and when I come back, I am sneaky, and I dare to go to bed after careful inspection to confirm that there are no "surprises".

Whew――

The boy let out a reassuring breath and unbuttoned his shirt.

"'I can finally rest in peace—you don't really think so, do you?'"

The joking voice rang out in the empty room, and before he could react, the room was dyed with rainbow light.

In the center of the rainbow of light, accompanied by the song of "Blumenkranz (Garland)", everyone in the world will bow and worship the queen appears.

The long thick and silky red hair hung down like a waterfall of blood, the snow-like skin was crystal moist, and the rosy lips were brighter than blood, like a bright moon version of the posture and white silk-wrapped carcass bathed in rainbow light, like an angel descending to the mortal world.

In order to get her, the humble gentleman will abandon reason, the saint will be happy to leave the halo, and the king will be impatient to throw the country away. Even if it's just to get a breath, a quick glance, and there are many people who don't hesitate to risk their lives for this.

It's just that the kingdom of heaven where this angel is located has nothing to do with mercy, and where she stands must be the bottom of the hell cauldron of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood.

“...... Salome?"

"I thought that in that situation, you would definitely push Her Royal Highness and the secretary nun to the situation, but you actually fainted with a nosebleed, how unproductive are you?"

Faced with the stunned teenager, Salome let out a disappointed sigh.

The basic instinct of living beings is to continue the species, and the behaviors of reproduction, hunting, defense, and nurturing are all extended from this, and the most important of them is reproduction, and it can be said that without the stirring of genetic information through guò reproductive behavior, the organism itself cannot be established. Therefore, even in the face of death, the progeny of living beings is still vigorous, even more vigorous than usual.

A teenager in the spring period,Usually full of curiosity and infinite reverie about the secrets of the opposite sex's body and the art of the room.,Usually just imagining the naked body of the opposite sex will be red-faced.。 Facing the carcass of a girl who is tied by tentacles and playing with exposure, direct contact is also carried out. It is supposed that he should be carried away by desire and instinct, and he turned into a beast and said goodbye to virginity with a girl, but Roland actually fainted......

What a shame!

"In the face of such a temptation but not having a relationship, are you an incompetent man?!"

Boom Boom

Thunder and lightning slashed through his head, and the fierce impact almost knocked Roland to his knees.

Men can be said no, they can be said no...... Even abnormal men can't accept it, this is the final bottom line.

The violent impact and Salome's strong aura prevented Roland from paying attention to his back, and it wasn't until there was a slight stabbing pain in the back of his neck and the strength of his body was pulled away and he fell, that he saw the Q version of De Kir holding a blow needle sticker on the door frame.

"There's really no way, it seems that I can only guide you into the adult world myself......"

Stroking Roland's slightly trembling face, the witch licked her lips and her smile deepened. (To be continued......)