Big red lanterns were hung high in the Li family's mansion, the lights were brightly lit and people were buzzing. A big pot was set up and it was steaming. The fat pigs taken from the pig pen were slaughtered, washed and chopped into large pieces, and they were thrown directly into the boiling water.
Pot stew.
Chickens, ducks and bacon were also put on the chopping board. The brothers in the cooking class were all good at flipping and eating food. With the help of the Li family chefs, large bowls of wine and food gradually took shape.
The Li family was one of the largest families in the Li family and had no shortage of food. Following Li Youde's orders, they brought out big bags of rice and flour.
The white-flour steamed buns put on the steamer made the brothers from the north swallow their saliva. They were used to eating wheat flour. When they came to the south to fight, eating rice every day was like swallowing chaff. When they saw these white-flour buns, they shouted excitedly.
The brothers who came from the south cooked fragrant white rice in a big pot, and the alluring aroma brought out the gluttons in their stomachs.
The logistics system of the National Revolutionary Army was extremely poor. They fought bloody battles on the front line, but they often had to eat one meal without finishing the next meal. It was good if they could drink porridge. Most of the time, they ate hard grain cakes, steamed buns and rice soaked in salt water.
The birds are almost disappearing.
Now every time they see chickens and ducks being delivered to the backyard, they can't help but cheer loudly. The food makes them forget their fatigue and they can't wait to start dinner right away.
"Boss, please eat some omnivorous food first to fill your stomach."
Li Youde was a little too enthusiastic and ordered his family's long-term workers to take out the peanut, walnut and osmanthus cakes one by one.
These brothers who came from poor backgrounds had never seen such a battle before. When they saw something delicious, they rushed to grab it, causing the platoon leaders to scold them for their futility, but they grabbed their hands full of food in the yard.
The atmosphere became lively, as lively as the New Year.
The second son of the Li family, Li Wenquan, stood on the attic and looked at the happy and lively soldiers in the yard. A sneer appeared on his lips, "Eat, eat. When they are all dead, I can ask for credit from the imperial army."
Li Wenquan had a good idea. Although he had already secretly defected to the Japanese, he had never achieved any results. If he poisoned nearly two hundred National Revolutionary Army soldiers this time, he would definitely get the special education and imperial education.
A military award and a great career are just around the corner.
He knew that the strength of the Imperial Army was unfathomably powerful. In the Battle of Shanghai, 800,000 National Revolutionary Army troops were defeated. This land would eventually belong to the Imperial Army and the weak National Revolutionary Army could not defeat it, so he was determined to fight.
Follow the imperial army.
Li Wenquan looked at the National Revolutionary Army soldiers who were eating and drinking in his own home. He gritted his teeth, held a few bags of rat poison in his hand, turned around and went downstairs to the kitchen.
"The Li family is really upright, good people!" Although the banquet was not started, the wine was served. Liu Yidao drank, his face flushed, and he praised Li Youde loudly.
"That's not true. I have never seen such a generous person."
"Brothers, when the wine and food are served later, don't fight over them like you did before, or lose your etiquette." Liu Yidao, who was still sober, reminded the brothers loudly.
"Brother Dao, I'm hungry." One brother's stomach began to growl, causing the surrounding people to burst into laughter.
Liu Yidao cursed: "Look at your little potential, I'll bear with you for now."
"Brother Dao, I'll go to the kitchen to urge you." Fatty Tian San was chewing crispy peanuts in his mouth and couldn't wait to start the dinner.
"You brat, I'm afraid you're going to steal something." Liu Yidao didn't know what Fatty Tian San was thinking, but he still waved his hand and said, "Go ahead and ask Lao Squad Leader Zhang to hurry up, the brothers are all hungry."
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The fat man responded, and went to the back kitchen to prepare meals for nearly two hundred brothers. The kitchen in the Li family's courtyard was too small, so the entire backyard was commandeered.
"My dear, it smells so good." As soon as Fatty stepped into the backyard, a refreshing fragrance hit his nose and made his eyes shine.
The pork in the big pot was already stewed and the aroma was overflowing. Looking at the large piece of meat, the fat man couldn't help but swallow his saliva and picked up a spoon to scoop it out.
"Platoon leader Tian, why don't you get a bowl?" Lao Zhang, the squad leader of the cooking class, knew something was up when he saw Fatty Tian San sneaking in. Sure enough, in a blink of an eye, he saw him grabbing a piece of hot meat in his hand, and it was hot.
He was grinning and still putting it into his mouth, which made him shake his head.
The stewed pork was so soft and fragrant that it melted in your mouth. Although the fat man's tongue was numb from the heat, he was still very comfortable. He gave a thumbs up to monitor Lao Zhang: "It tastes really damn good!"
Monitor Lao Zhang said with a smile: "Go and ask the brothers, if I say that I am second in cooking, who dares to say that I am first?"
"Lao Zhang, just brag." The fat man got an advantage and acted like a good boy. He reached out to lift the steamer again.
Monitor Lao Zhang wanted to remind him: "The steamed pork is not yet cooked. Be careful and you will have diarrhea after eating it."
"Let me taste it for you to see if you put salt in it." The fat man didn't care so much, so he ate it first and then talked about it. This time he learned the lesson and took chopsticks to pick it up.
The fat man walked around the backyard and ate, his mouth was full of oil. However, squad leader Zhang knew that the fat man was just such a good person, so he didn't bother to criticize him.
"Platoon leader Tian, the meal is almost ready. Please help notify the brothers in front to set up a table and prepare for the feast."
"Okay." The fat man's stomach became round after eating, and he hurriedly wiped a few handfuls of grease from the corners of his mouth and went outside.
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"I have something to see your commander, and I ask my little brother to be accommodating." A middle-aged man in a cotton robe quickly walked outside the room where Yang Ling and the others were resting, and asked to see Yang Ling.
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The guard frowned when he saw that the middle-aged man was dressed as a nurse and was carrying a gun. He waved his hand impatiently and said, "Chief Yang is resting. Come back later."
"I have something important to meet with Chief Yang, and I would like to invite this brother..."
Before the middle-aged man in nursing home attire finished speaking, the guard interrupted him impatiently: "I asked you whether you are annoyed or not. If you don't leave, I won't be polite."
"Huzi, what's going on?" Yang Ling in the room was crouching on the map and thinking about the battle plan. When he heard a dispute at the door, he asked the guards about the situation.
"It's okay, a nurse is here to cause trouble." Huzi hurriedly waved the middle-aged man away, but the middle-aged man spoke: "Sir Yang, I have something important to report to you."
"Huzi, let him in." Huzi was a little annoyed, but Yang Ling's voice had already come out. He gouged out the middle-aged man's eyes fiercely and angrily got out of the way: "Don't bring a gun in."
"Who are you? What do you want from me?" Yang Ling put away the map and looked at the middle-aged man who walked into the room and asked.
"Hello, Captain Yang, I am Xiao Tianliang from the Jiangbei Anti-Corruption Team." The middle-aged man extended his hand to Yang Ling.
When Yang Ling heard the words "anti-corruption team", her heart trembled, and she asked tentatively: "Are you a Communist Party member?"
The middle-aged man saw Yang Ling standing there indifferently. He retracted his hand angrily and nodded to acknowledge Yang Ling's guess.
Yang Ling returned to his seat and sat down without speaking. He was still digesting the identity of Xiao Tianliang. Why did he come to see him? His face was uncertain. Although the two sides had put aside their past grudges and worked together, they were not that close.
the point.
"Captain Yang, I'm sorry for bothering you, but I do have something important to tell you when I come here."
"Oh? What's important?" Yang Ling raised his head and asked.
"Our Jiangbei anti-traitor team, in accordance with the instructions of our superiors, specializes in eliminating the traitor lackeys who surrendered to the enemy. To be honest, we have obtained accurate information. The Li Youde family has secretly defected to the Japanese..."
Although Yang Ling didn't want to see the landlord Lao Cai, Li Youde and the others were entertaining him with delicious food and drinks. He couldn't believe him just based on his words.
"What evidence do you have to prove that Li Youde's family defected to the Japanese?" Yang Ling asked with a frown.
"There are letters in Li Youde's room that are related to the Special High School. Li Youde's second son, Li Wenquan, has been in contact with the Japanese Special High School. We have failed several times and failed to get rid of him. Today Li Wenquan suddenly came back.
I didn't have time to notify the comrades of the anti-traitor team, but you happened to be here, so I can only ask Battalion Commander Yang for help in getting rid of this traitor."