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Chapter 930 It's Spam Again

The yellow mud shell is broken open, and there is a layer of aluminum foil inside. When the aluminum foil is opened, a strong aroma of chicken comes out.

The ingredients are too simple and the ingredients are not handy, but the crispy and tender chicken has a golden color, which makes people appetizing just by looking at it.

Beggar's chicken is not a particularly outstanding delicacy, but the way it appears is so unique. As a senior military officer, Colonel Palmer has eaten delicacies from all over the world, but he has never seen it wrapped in mud and baked.

of chicken.

Moreover, the color and flavor of this chicken are pretty good, and it is above the standard. It is surprising that chicken of this level can be made in a field kitchen in North Korea.

Zhou Qingfeng on the side cut the chicken into pieces with a knife and fork and put it on a dinner plate. He said with a smile: "Dear Colonel, this chicken is best eaten while it's hot. It would be even better if it can be paired with a glass of wine. I hope you like it.

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"Hmm..., it's very good." Colonel Palmer could not comment and did not taste it immediately. He continued to comfort his men and left after a few minutes. However, his adjutant said before leaving that the colonel was very fond of this chicken.

Interested and willing to try it.

Seeing that the adjutant seemed to want to take away a beggar's chicken himself, Zhou Qingfeng immediately pushed out the 'Dou Ding' and said with a smile: "This child came up with this cooking method of chicken. Please give him an honor.

He can personally deliver this rare delicacy to His Excellency the Colonel."

A beggar's chicken was placed on a dinner plate, and the short "Dou Ding" immediately put on the silliest smile and held the dinner plate with a dramatic expression of sincere admiration, making people unable to bear to reject his enthusiasm.

The adjutant didn't insist too much and nodded: "Okay, please come with me. You can send it to the regiment entrance."

'Douding' followed the adjutant in a hurry. He ran back more than ten minutes later, dipped his finger in water on the chopping board and drew a few streets of Yunshan City, "This is the main street in the city, not far from us.

Two hundred meters. The enemy's regiment headquarters is in the south of the city, and there is a bridge over there..."

'Dou Ding' is short, thin and unnoticeable. During his trip out, he not only figured out the roads in the city, but also the locations of the enemy regiments and battalions. He even drew the firepower layout for Zhou Qingfeng.

come out.

Now that most of the Eighth Regiment of the U.S. First Cavalry Division is stationed in Yunshan City, the Nanbang Army originally stationed in the city has no choice but to leave and head outside Yunshan City. As for this situation, the 39th Volunteer Army has no idea about it and must deal with it as soon as possible.

Find out the situation and spread the word.

But look at the time, it's already five o'clock in the afternoon, and it's getting dark.

After Zhou Qingfeng silently memorized the enemy's layout, he stretched out his hand to wipe away the water stains on the chopping board. He whispered: "We must try our best to run through the entire Yunshan City before dark and figure out the entire Yunshan layout.

The enemy's main force is in Yunshan City, but we still don't know where the enemy's logistics warehouse is? Hmm... I should ask those Americans if they need a midnight snack?

Oh, by the way! We have another thing to do - collect 'Spam', collect 'Spam' that the Yankees throw away randomly. We need these convenient field foods."

Spam? Spam who was hated to death by the US military?

'Old Machine Gun' looked at the 'Sparm' box placed at his feet. He had been paying attention to this box, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch it away. But in fact, no one of the American soldiers walking back and forth in the kitchen looked at this box.

, really don’t care at all.

"Squad leader, I think we can exchange dozens of boxes of noodles and fried rice with these Americans." The deputy squad leader looked at the popularity of noodles and fried rice and was quite confident in the collection plan.

But Zhou Qingfeng shook his head and said: "How can dozens of boxes be enough? I will get at least a thousand boxes and send them to the army in a truck together with a prisoner as soon as possible. At least our regiment can have a good meal and have the strength to fight.

Americans in Yunshan City.”

Thousands of boxes?

The deputy squad leader looked at the box containing Spam and couldn't help but remind him: "Squad leader, we only have so many people, how can we get thousands of boxes?"

"Isn't this easy? Use a beggar's chicken in exchange!"

"But the chicken we cook is also provided by American kitchens."

"But it must go through our cooking process! Believe me, Americans are more crazy than you think."

The field kitchen has a special large oven, which is used for baking bread for American soldiers. Zhou Qingfeng said hello to the American cook and said that he wanted to add hundreds of "Jumbo Chickens" to today's dinner. The American cook was happy to have someone over.

work, and even offered to help.

In order to keep the American soldiers on the front line well fed and well fed, American logistics personnel spared no expense. The Eighth Regiment had specially flown frozen chicken from Japan. These slightly processed chickens were part of the so-called B meal.

Zhou Qingfeng taught an American cook to simplify the process and wrap chicken directly in aluminum foil for baking, which not only cooked the chicken, but also retained the moisture and aroma of the chicken. One oven can bake dozens of chickens, and it won't take long to bake hundreds.

Thousands of them.

After finishing the production of 'Jumbo Chicken', Zhou Qingfeng got a large wooden board. He wrote on the wooden board with charcoal: Colonel Palmer sincerely recommends the delicious Jumbo Chicken made by the royal palace. A box of 'Sparm'

Order one. Quantity is limited, so hurry up if you want to buy.

The field kitchen is a place where people come and go, and this sign is very conspicuous. Especially when Colonel Palmer has just arrived, many people saw the scene of 'Duding' delivering chickens to the regiment headquarters. Moreover, Uncle Zhou did something

During the on-site tasting, several cooked beggar's chickens were brought out.

Although the U.S. military field kitchens provide free food, exchanging Spam does not seem to be a particularly unacceptable thing. After all, Spam is what U.S. soldiers call "spiritual meat."

Remember, as long as Americans call it "spirit or something", it is not a good thing in their eyes. Basically, it means something similar to what we call "stinking shit".

Exchanging a box of 'stinky dog ​​shit' for a limited quantity of 'Jumbo Chicken' sounds like a good deal. Not long after, a soldier actually gave away a box of 'Spamm', which is hated by people and dogs.

Come over and ask for a 'Jumbo Chicken' instead.

"Why are you collecting Spam?" A US military officer asked this question. This is not a pity for Spam, but just curiosity.

Zhou Qingfeng said frankly: "We are from Nanbang, and there are still many people who don't have enough to eat. So we want to set up some black market for food. I hope you don't mind too much. Come..., here

I just gave you a 'treasure chicken', please accept it."

Hahaha..., I don't mind, I don't mind!

Not only do the U.S. military hate Spam, they even throw away C meals. C meals include biscuits, luncheon meat, beans, dehydrated vegetables, hard candies, coffee, cigarettes and a series of other things. But the rear costs huge sums of money to produce.

Materials were thrown away carelessly upon arrival at the front line, resulting in extremely serious waste.

Real rich people are so willful!

The poor country man just accepted it silently.


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