524 Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden and sighed with emotion at Captain Cheng.
…It was almost noon, and the cooking teams of each company quickly prepared meals.
Originally, all the cadres were still immersed in the brigade commander's inspiring words - "War is a test of a nation's endurance."
When the cooking class started eating, the cadres lined up to get the food. They were stunned when they looked at the food in the bowl.
Then I muttered in my heart, go ahead and take your patience away!
How is this endurance, and how is this fighting?
Just because of the rich food for lunch, it was like living a magical life.
Let’s just talk about the food situation. What we made today were large white flour steamed buns, three fist-sized buns for each soldier, plus a bowl of food in a large gapped porcelain bowl.
There is a shallow layer of green vegetables on top, a shallow layer of shredded potatoes below the green vegetables, and the rest is the braised pork that is the main dish of the cooking class.
Before the cadres even moved their chopsticks, the meaty aroma of the braised pork seemed to have passed through the shredded potatoes and vegetables on the surface and reached their noses.
Gudong...
The cadres who received the food looked at the white flour steamed buns and large bowls of food and swallowed their saliva.
In order to carry out the visit and study of the true situation of the independent regiment, the cadres followed Kong Jie's words and did not stay at the regiment headquarters for meals at all.
The regiment headquarters only retained the brigade commander and some leaders from the headquarters.
The cadres of other regiments have already gone to the companies around the station to have a meal.
They lined up in the same team as the soldiers, and ate the same big pot of food as the soldiers.
His independent group couldn't let each cooking class prepare such delicious and rich meals just for the cadres who came to visit this time, right?
So there is only one explanation, this is what soldiers often eat on weekdays.
The cadres followed the soldiers from each company of the independent regiment and casually squatted outside the courtyard of the cooking squad, eating steamed buns and delicious meals in bowls.
How could the cadres eat such good food so easily on weekdays? They were chewing slowly while enduring the hunger in their stomachs, but the sound of sizzling rice with bowls and chopsticks could be heard in their ears. When they turned around, they saw the surrounding soldiers.
They are all devouring it.
At that time, Captain Cheng of the 772nd Regiment, who was eating at the company headquarters, was confused. He said to a platoon leader next to him: "I said Platoon Leader Zhao, such a delicious meal, it is white flour steamed buns and...
You may not even be able to eat braised pork during the Chinese New Year. If you devour it like this, can you taste it?"
Platoon Leader Zhao glanced at Captain Cheng, then lowered his head and took two bites of the food. The bowl was already bottomed out. Then he patted his round belly with satisfaction and said with a smile:
"Captain Cheng, isn't it just white-flour steamed buns and braised pork? Everyone has eaten these countless times. Even with your eyes closed, you know what they taste like. It's better to hurry up and fill your stomach, so that you can go back and rest early.
Rest."
"Do you really eat it often?" Captain Cheng asked.
Platoon leader Zhao was originally from the Northeast. He burped and said casually: "That's not a good situation!"
"Ah?"
"It means eating it often. Today is braised pork. Yesterday I remember it was chicken. The day before yesterday it was fish. Well, the day before yesterday, I forgot. Anyway, it's good to have meat. Our leader has already told us that we have to eat it every day.
Comrades, we all taste the fishy taste."
"Our regiment leader said that our soldiers usually have the hardest time training and fighting. If we can't eat some meat, how can we do it?"
As he said that, Platoon Leader Zhao stood up. The white-flour steamed buns in his hands and the food in the bowl had already been stripped clean, and not even a grain of rice could be seen.
"Well, Captain Cheng, you can eat here for now, and I'll go get a bowl of soup. Today's braised pork, the one made by the old squad leader is too salty."
Captain Cheng glared and said in a surprised tone: "Is there any soup?"
Platoon leader Zhao looked at Captain Cheng with a strange look, nodded and said, "That's not good. After you finish eating, drink some soup. This has been the rule all morning."
After saying that, Platoon Leader Zhao took the bowl and went to make soup.
Captain Cheng, who was left behind, was a little confused for a moment. He always felt that the way Platoon Leader Zhao looked at him just now was a bit... a bit like looking at a country bumpkin.
Thinking of this, although he was a little reluctant to part with it, after swallowing another mouthful of saliva, Captain Cheng quickly speeded up and destroyed the food in front of him.
How embarrassing it would be if all the surrounding soldiers had finished eating and he was the only one left.
The old squad leader of the cooking class walked out of the kitchen of the cooking class and shouted with a smile: "Comrades, does the braised pork taste good today?"
"Delicious——"
The soldiers answered cheerfully one by one, and even Platoon Leader Zhao, who was sitting next to Commander Cheng and brought another bowl of soup, shouted loudly.
Captain Cheng asked doubtfully, "Platoon Leader Zhao, didn't you say before that today's braised pork was too salty?"
Platoon leader Zhao explained: "Captain Cheng, you don't know this, right? As the saying goes, if someone is short-handed, he will be soft-spoken.
Regardless of whether this meal is delicious or not, it is all made with great effort by the old squad leader and the comrades in the cooking class.
Besides, what are we soldiers dissatisfied with in today's days? A year ago, we couldn't even fill our stomachs. It would be great to have this. In these fairy-like days, what else can we be picky about?
”
Having said this, Platoon Leader Zhao sighed again: "The old squad leader came down from the front line and let the artillery shell blow off three fingers on his right hand, but he was unwilling to retreat from the front line. He just used two fingers to hold the rifle.
Run up to the leader and tell him that he can still go to the battlefield, and even with two fingers, he can still pull the trigger."
"At that scene, the surrounding soldiers all cried, and the regiment leader's eye circles were also red."
"The regiment leader hugged the old squad leader with red eyes, patted his back and said comfortingly, Lao Du, step back. Don't worry, you will never be allowed to rest even after you get to the front line. The cooking squad has to take care of one or two hundred posts.
It's not an easy job to put food in your mouth. Only when soldiers are full can they have the strength to go to the battlefield. This is a heavy burden, so I will leave it to you.
Speaking of contributions, which of the soldiers in the cooking squad is really less than the soldiers on the front line?"
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"That's it, the old squad leader stayed in the cooking class. It's just that his cooking skills are a bit poor. He can't always control the amount of salt, either it's too bland or too salty. But everyone will get used to it, haha."<
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"The new recruits always ask the old squad leader for advice on his experience in killing enemies on the battlefield!"
Captain Cheng was silent. After a moment, he shouted louder than anyone else.
"Old squad leader, the braised pork you make is so delicious. I came to your independent group today. I can celebrate the New Year in advance!"
At this cadre exchange meeting, everyone knows that Captain Cheng came to the company headquarters to have a meal. How could the old squad leader not know this?
His cooking skills were highly praised by the leader of the main team. The old team leader had an old face full of wrinkles and smiled like a child. He said with a Henan accent: "Eh--, it's delicious. Captain Cheng likes it."
Come back in the evening after I cooked the food. I will make noodles for you to eat in the evening. We Henan people are the best at making noodles!"
"Okay, I'll definitely come!" Captain Cheng laughed, his eyes quietly getting wet a lot during his laughter.
……
Then it was lunch break.
According to the work and rest plan formulated by Kong Jie for the soldiers of the Independent Regiment, there is sufficient time for lunch break, at least one hour of rest.
It was Squad Leader Zhao who led the way, and he packed up an empty bed for Captain Cheng in the bunk in his row in advance.
It's very cool inside the bungalow, much cooler than outside where the sun is shining directly.
Platoon leader Zhao led Captain Cheng into the wooden door of Tongpu and introduced with a smile: "Captain Cheng, our Tongpu house was specially built by the construction team of the regiment. The leader said that this structure is the best for winter.
Warm and cool in summer.
In the summer, you open all the small windows and the whole house is ventilated, and the temperature drops immediately. In the winter, you close the windows and turn on the heater, and the whole house is warm."
Captain Cheng grasped the key point of his words and asked: "Does your independent regiment also have a dedicated construction team?"
Platoon leader Zhao nodded and said with a smile: "Oh, it's interesting to talk about this construction team. Before, most of them were bandits from Heiyun Village. Later, the bandit camp was burned down by the group leader.
Anyone who had the lives of innocent people on his hands was chopped off.
These bandits, who had never touched a human life on their hands, were brought into the regiment by the regiment leader, and then made them work as a construction team, which was considered a way of finding a living.
In addition, the team leader also obtained some architectural books for the construction team for them to study.
When it comes to the technology of paving roads, building bridges and building houses, these guys who were originally bandits did a really good job."
Commander Cheng was filled with admiration after hearing this. He is such an old man, can he do this?
While talking, Platoon Leader Zhao brought the teapot in from the briquette stove burning outside Tongpu, then poured a cup of hot tea from a bowl and brought it to Captain Cheng.
When the hot water was boiled, a strong fragrance came out. Captain Chen took a sip and said, "Is this chrysanthemum tea?"
Platoon leader Zhao smiled and nodded: "It's chrysanthemum tea. There are many wild chrysanthemums on the mountain where we are stationed. The leader asked us to pick them all and then dried them to make tea.
After training on weekdays, I make a cup of hot tea.
The group leader said, drink more chrysanthemum tea, it can reduce internal heat, clear away heat and detoxify, and can also prevent colds. Drink more tea and you will be less likely to get sick."
Captain Cheng took the tea bowl and sighed: "Who says it's not the case? It's just that there was no such condition before?
At that time, let alone this bowl of chrysanthemum tea, there was not even a bowl of hot water, not even a bowl of well water.
What I drink is the stream water in the small ravine. Sometimes I don’t even have to drink the stream water. Who knows whether it is clean or not?
But there is no other way, you still have to drink it, but once you drink it, the soldiers who are in better physical condition are okay, but those who are in poor physical condition will have diarrhea directly, and many soldiers fall ill before they even go to the battlefield."
"If our troops had the current conditions, the situation of non-combat attrition would be much better."
Speaking of this, Captain Cheng looked at the hot tea in front of him and asked: "Every shop in your independent regiment has burned the stove outside. Can the soldiers drink such hot tea after training?"
Platoon leader Zhao nodded and said: "Yes, in addition, the regiment leader also stipulated that you are not allowed to drink unclean river water, try to drink well water, and try to boil the well water before drinking.
For this reason, the regiment leader ordered many more wells to be drilled in the surrounding area."
"Because of these measures, basically no soldier in the army has ever gotten sick in the past six months."
"Oh, by the way, the leader also built a physical water purification device, which can filter out all impurities in the water source.
The group leader recently asked the leisure center to tinker with some water pipes, saying that water from nearby lakes and wells can be pumped directly into the house for use, which would be convenient!"
Captain Cheng was shocked when he heard this, and felt more and more that his visit to the Independent Group for exchange and study was a worthwhile trip.
Lao Kong, this guy, has so many ways and tricks to develop his base and carry out internal construction, it’s really amazing...