The next day, Yang Zhengshan brought a dozen carts of grain and fodder and two large chests of silver to Chengguan Fortress once again.
Under the expectant gazes of the Soldiers, Yang Zhengshan placed portions of grain and silver into their hands one by one.
In truth, each Soldier did not receive much grain or silver—only three pecks of grain and one tael of silver—but this counted as extra income and was not included in their regular grain pay.
At this, the Soldiers all seemed very happy, and In Their Hearts, they felt a little more acceptance and respect for Yang Zhengshan.
In fact, as training had begun, Yang Zhengshan's image In Their Hearts had already grown taller and more imposing.
Training was bitter—so bitter that many of them All Had complaints.
But every time they ate food glistening with flecks of oil, the complaints In Their Hearts scattered and vanished.
Having full bellies was still their greatest pursuit.
Don't look at the fact that they had followed Xu Wanfu before, and that Xu Wanfu had great handfuls of silver in his possession. In reality, whether Xu Wanfu had silver or not had nothing to do with them. Xu Wanfu was not so kindhearted as to divide silver among them.
At most, Xu Wanfu simply did not dock their grain pay. But there was the problem: the grain pay issued from above had never been enough to begin with. If Xu Wanfu did not dock it, he also Will Not take out his own silver to make up the difference.
Therefore, these Soldiers had never been able to receive their full grain pay before.
But Yang Zhengshan not only let them eat their fill, he also gave them their full grain pay. He even distributed a holiday gift to them