I turned the cold palace into a paradise

Chapter 162 Special Forces Team Selection

On the second day, all the willing soldiers gathered at the training ground.

There are now more than 800 people in Qianhu Police Station, and about 700 people came this time. Except for some people who really couldn't keep up with the physical fitness, everyone else came. It was much more than Li Wanhua expected.

Li Wanhua pointed to the backpacks piled up like a mountain and said, "Do you see the backpack filled with stones on the ground? The first task of the trial is to carry this bag of stones to the Bishui Pavilion outside the city to get a sign, and then run back. Those who come back in 25 minutes will pass."

"Two quarters of an hour? Can anyone carry so many stones in such a short time?" a man frowned.

Li Wanhua raised her eyes and looked at the man who was speaking.

"Bring me a bag."

The man picked up a bag from the ground, but could barely lift it. He handed it to Li Wanhua with a blush on his face.

Li Wanhua took it easily and put it on her back.

"I'll join you and let you see if you can do it. Now, everyone grab a bag."

One of the people obediently took a backpack.

After everyone was assigned an assignment, Li Wanhua said to the guards who came to help: "Light the incense! Start!"

When he saw the incense lit, he didn't care about anyone else and ran out of the city carrying the stone.

Seeing this, the others quickly carried the stones and followed.

He Shitou never thought that a guy named Shitou would one day run around carrying a stone on his back.

He had originally followed Sun Shang, because he had three children, his mother died early, his father was a cripple, and his wife died of illness during the disaster last year. Now he was the only laborer left in the family.

Before his wife died, he promised her that he would raise their three children well, so he had to join the special forces. In this way, he could make a good living for his family with ten taels of silver a month, and save money for his children to marry in the future. More importantly, as long as he was selected, his children could go to school. This was something he dared not even think about.

So he must succeed. As long as he studied, even if he could not pass the exam to become a scholar or become an official, his life would be much better and smoother than it is now.

As he thought about it, he gritted his teeth and ran all the way to the Bishui Pavilion. He took a sign with unknown words engraved on it from the Bishui Pavilion. He felt as if his feet weighed a thousand pounds. Every step required a huge effort. The stone behind him seemed like a mountain pressing down on him.

He breathed deeply, as if he was trying to suck all the air into his lungs.

Persist, you must pass...

I don't know how I dragged my legs back to the martial arts arena. When I arrived at the martial arts arena, I handed the sign to the person who recorded it, and then collapsed to the ground. I didn't even have the strength to take off the stone backpack on my back. I just lay there, leaning against the stone, which hurt my back.

"Why are there only so many of them? Their physical fitness is too poor." Li Wanhua looked at the people lying on the ground, feeling a little disappointed.

He Shitou turned around and looked at Li Wanhua, who was still checking on them as if nothing had happened, and he was really impressed.

This woman is really not a simple person! If he hadn't seen her running in front of him, he would have doubted whether she really ran back and forth like them.

Those people came back one after another. The recorder handed the notebook to Li Wanhua.

Li Wanhua looked at the number of people, it was okay, more than 300 people came back in one stick of incense. Thinking of what Yunyue said, everyone now eats only one or two meals a day, and their physical fitness is definitely not as good as theirs.

So he said, "Three hundred and six people have passed. But because we consider that some of you may not have enough food...so the first four hundred people can enter the next round of trials."

"Now you guys take a break and go eat. The next trial will be in the evening..."

The soldiers were reluctant to get up. To eat? Their Qianhu Unit had its own big pot of rice, but to put it bluntly, even a dog would eat better than them.

Uncle Li, who cooks, either makes millet porridge or steamed corn bread, and there are really not many people who can make porridge taste bad.

"Brother, can we change the cook? We can endure any hardship, but we just can't eat the food Uncle Li cooks now!!"

"Yeah, yeah, it tastes worse than medicine!"

Zhang Yuankai also wanted to nod, after all, what they said was true.

"What should we do? Uncle Li is an old man now, and his son died in the battlefield. Do you have the nerve to chase him away?"

Everyone sighed and said nothing.

"When I came back, Master Yue had someone send some food to our Qianhu Office. The food shouldn't be that bad today."

"Alright. You have to eat it even if it tastes bad! Don't waste it, or you'll be punished by God!"

Zhang Yuankai was too embarrassed to invite Li Wanhua and the people she brought with her to have dinner together. After all, the food in their village was better than that in the restaurant.

I don't know if it would work if I ask Young Master Yue to let their cook teach Uncle Li.

"What? You don't even want to treat us to a meal?" Li Wanhua asked deliberately.

"How can that be? I'm just worried that you won't be used to the food. Come on, let me take you to try Uncle Li's special dishes!" Zhang Yuankai suddenly became playful.

Although Li Wanhua was spoiled by Yunyue, she was not picky about food during special periods and was happy to eat anything.

When everyone arrived at the cafeteria of the Qianhu Suo, they saw a group of soldiers holding their bowls and surrounding Uncle Li, praising him.

"Uncle Li!! If you have this skill, why didn't you show it out earlier!!"

"Yes! It makes us unable to eat well every day."

"Uncle Li, how could you do this..."

Uncle Li waved the shovel in front of them in disgust.

"If I didn't cook something unpalatable, would that be enough for you to eat? How many people have starved to death in this drought. If it tasted good, you would have eaten it all long ago! It's so good, you think it tastes unpalatable and eat less. This way, the food in the garrison has lasted until now, and you don't have to fight with your family for food when you go home..."

Everyone was moved. They didn't expect that Uncle Li did this for them.

"Now there is food sent by the new prefect, and he said you can eat whatever you want and make sure you are full! Look, even the dry rice is prepared! I, an old man, have only had a few meals of dry rice in my entire life!! With such good food, of course I can't do the same as before, I have to use my own cooking skills, and not waste the food..."

Zhang Yuankai stepped forward, clasped his fists, bowed deeply to Uncle Li, and the others followed suit and bowed sincerely...

"Why are you doing all this? Okay! Let's eat!" Uncle Li waved his hand nonchalantly, turned around, wiped the corners of his eyes vigorously, and a deep smile appeared on his wrinkled face.