This lunch was very sumptuous, not only because it contained rare meat, but also because after several days of sleeping in the open air, the soldiers were physically exhausted and their food was very poor. A hot meal was enough.
, not to mention the meat.
Yang Mingzhi's promise was fulfilled. In the conference room of the division headquarters, he proposed to take out some of the canned meat in the warehouse. Yevlov completely agreed with this. "It's time to reward the soldiers for this battle."
After that, the troops also need to take a good rest."
There were more people returning from this trip than when they set out. The army had collected a total of more than a thousand stragglers, among which the long-lost small unit of the 284th Division was more eye-catching. They brought back a battalion of troops!
Yang Mingzhi was very tired, and left all the affairs of the army to the political commissar. Fuming and Yelentina were fully responsible for life matters. He believed that these two would handle the problem of recruiting soldiers well.
Now, Yang Mingzhi also followed the smell of the food to the canteen.
The canteen of the military camp is divided into multiple wooden huts, which are hidden in the woods. Because there are many returning troops, many soldiers find a place to gorge themselves after receiving their meals.
He saw soldiers from an unknown group queuing up. Each soldier in the long queue was carrying a lunch box. It was very ironic that all they were holding were captured German tableware. "We didn't collect much clothes or bedding, so we had to eat."
This guy has a lot of things to do." Yang Mingzhi laughed at himself and followed Yevlov and others.
This celebration banquet is very important. Yevlov clasped his hands behind his back and said: "There is not much meat for two war horses. If more than 4,000 soldiers have to eat meat, everyone will only eat a little. So put the canned meat in and
Pile, debone the caught catfish, add stored potatoes and other vegetables, and cook it into a very thick porridge, which is the main dish."
How does this sound different from the Northeastern stew? Yang Mingzhi thought of his wife. She is from the Northeast. This way of eating should be very characteristic of her hometown.
"Okay, so what is the staple food? I saw the soldiers were receiving bread."
"It's just bread." Yevlov said, "It's best to make toasted bread. I know the soldiers are very hungry. So each soldier gets 500 grams of daliba and some sauerkraut. I know there are also many soldiers themselves.
If you get some food as loot, you don’t have to hand it over.”
Among the rations for German soldiers, sugar and black tea bags were the favorites of Soviet soldiers. Yang Mingzhi liked these very much. In addition to enjoying them himself, he also wanted to please his wife.
Yang Mingzhi and others soon stood at the door of Canteen No. 2, and the tempting aroma of the food was already wafting out.
"Let's go, I've left a table for us. Bessika Natasha has already arrived first." Yevlov guided, and Yang Mingzhi stepped forward with interest.
He doesn't like people who eat in the army, because the Soviet cooking is really not as refined as the Chinese. When it comes to food culture, China ranks second, and no one dares to call it first.
However, my wife’s arm was injured, and so was my own arm. On weekdays, the couple would make a fire in their own residence to cook. When it came to food, Yang Mingzhi, as the deputy teacher, was also famous for making noodles, rolling noodles, and cutting noodles.
The last pot was cooked, which was their favorite way of eating. Natasha, her brother, and even some soldiers from the guard company could also enjoy the meal.
But the burnt aroma of toasted bread was also tempting, and Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but said to himself: "It would be great if there was kvass."
Following Yevlov's footsteps, he saw the vacated table. At this moment, Carambola and Natasha were already there. The girls' behavior seemed a bit inappropriate, and they were already devouring it.
Look at these two girls, they were calm and brave on the battlefield, and they should have regained some ladylike temperament when they returned to peace. Unexpectedly, they were like hungry little wolves, biting into bread without mercy.
When Yang Tao saw her husband coming over, her mouth was a mess and her mouth was full of food.
"You don't have to be surprised, just keep eating." Yang Mingzhi waved his hand.
Yevlov made a gesture by the way: "Okay, comrades, let's just sit down."
In this way, the two mayors, deputy mayors and two political commissars took their seats. Yang Mingzhi adjusted his collar, but found that the hanging left arm was really in the way. But this was not an obstacle. Compared with the knife and fork of Yevlov sitting opposite him,
, all he needs is two sticks.
Several aunts who were helping in the canteen served the food. Because they were the commanders of the entire army, the food could only be more sumptuous.
A small pot of steaming stew was served. Yang Mingzhi noticed the expressions of the two girls, and their big eyes seemed to be shining. He also noticed the soldiers eating around him, and it seemed that the soldiers were also envious.
"We are really privileged." Yang Mingzhi couldn't help laughing at himself.
"That's natural. As an officer, it's natural to eat better." Yevlov said, "That Napoleon said that soldiers who don't want to be officers are not good soldiers. As an officer, you must eat well."
The two of them looked at each other and smiled, but Yelentina rested her head in disdain. "Come on, you soldiers are all doing a life-threatening job, and those of us who are political commissars are even worse. Because we are loyal to the Bolsheviks, we are like a group of
A hen leads a large group of chicks to charge. Being an officer or political commissar is more dangerous than an ordinary soldier. Cowards and anti-war elements will be shot. If you charge too hard, you will die easily."
When Yang Mingzhi heard this, the topic was a bit heavy and he coughed twice.
Yelentina also felt that what she said seemed a bit bad, and quickly picked up the knife and fork. "Okay, no more words, let's eat."
Officers eat more elegantly. In front of Yang Mingzhi is an iron dinner plate with a few slices of bread and a handful of sauerkraut. He saw that the people opposite were all cutting the bread with knives and serving it with forks.
In the mouth, it's not as convenient as it is on your own, just hold it directly with chopsticks.
Yevlov looked at it in amazement and couldn't help but said: "You and Besika are both very clever with your hands. You can make tableware with two wooden sticks, and you can even use them to drink soup."
Hearing this, the couple couldn't help but feel happy. "They say do as the Romans do, so I think we should follow the way we eat in our hometown. You use knives and forks, and we use wooden sticks. In fact, this stick is just an extension of the hand, and it functions like a medical device."
of tweezers.”
Yevlov sounded amused and took away Yang Mingzhi's job.
"Your arm is injured, so I'll serve you a bowl of soup."
"Then thank you very much."
"No need to thank you. You are so polite."
Ten thousand pieces of hot soup were placed in front of Yang Mingzhi. He glanced at his wife next to him, and the girl was devouring it. Her bangs were hanging on her forehead, and her pigtails were hanging behind her back. She was really cute.
At this time, Yang Tao was picking up the vegetables in his rice bowl with chopsticks and putting them into his mouth frequently. Suddenly, he saw that his husband was actually picking up vegetables for himself, and they were still lumps of meat.
"Brother, I don't need to eat so much meat." Yang Tao raised his head, feeling deeply moved.
"It doesn't matter. You and Natasha are both children who have made great achievements. Of course you should eat more good food."
Several people present thought it was very good, and they should indeed eat more. Yevlov even emphasized: "Eat meat to gain weight. To operate a heavy anti-tank gun, the shooter must be strong and powerful!"
This may be a bit inappropriate, as girls consider being thin to be beautiful. Yang Mingzhi leaned back on the chair, and his wife and Natasha were both amused.
Yang Mingzhi saw that the two girls were getting more and more meat and vegetables in their rice bowls, and couldn't help but talk about their deeds with joy. Coupled with Yelentina's matching, Yevlov couldn't help but admire him.
"If this is the case, they should be commended, even medals! I have to record all these deeds, and report them after contacting the organizational system. So before that, their food rations have to be increased.
"
Yang Mingzhi nodded: "It's good to have good food. Young children like them naturally need special care. In addition, there are our wounded." Speaking of which, how is the condition of the wounded? He couldn't help but ask.
"The wounded who can come back alive are all fine. As long as they recuperate for a period of time, they can return to the team and go back to the battlefield. Their food rations have also been increased from now on, and they have to drink some milk every day. Today's lunch, they have even more
Listen to canned beef." After hearing Fu Ming's explanation, Yang Mingzhi felt relieved.
"The matters in daily life are still handled by the political commissars. I am responsible for the comprehensive military affairs, and Yevlov takes charge of the overall situation. It is best for us to coordinate like this. In the future, our military strength will continue to expand..."
Yevlov waved his hand and said, "We will discuss these things at the meeting. I know you are actually very tired. It is better to have a good sleep with your wife in the afternoon. At night, if you are awake, we will meet in the headquarters conference room