Perhaps Salinchkin kept something! He ordered Virgin to inform Yang Tao of this moment, which must have been intended to prepare the couple mentally.
Yang Mingzhi estimated that the day of departure was not far away, or even imminent.
Could it be that after holding the meeting and deciding on the strategy for the guerrilla republic, his work was successfully completed and he was called to Moscow? Then before leaving, a series of tasks must be done!
The moonlight shines on the bed through the partially concealed wooden window. Under the faint blue light, Yang Mingzhi looks thoughtful at his wife's smiling face as she sleeps.
"It's been four months. In another two months, you will be hobbling when you walk. It's really bad to stay in the swamp any longer. Let's go, let's go and live a good life in a safe place."
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The morning trumpet was blown, and it was already six o'clock in the morning.
After a sound night's sleep, Yang Mingzhi's mental state was restored. He did not get up immediately, but lay on his side and continued to look at his wife's sleeping smiling face, looking so sweetly.
Until there was a noise outside the door, a guard tapped on the wooden door and shouted into the room in Russian: "Comrade Commander! There is great news! Deputy Commander, please go to the headquarters as soon as possible."
The noise woke up Yang Tao and made Yang Mingzhi a little impatient.
"What? What good news. Abram, my mind is very confused and my eyes are bleary!"
"It's salt! Congratulations, Comrade Commander, we finally dug out the mineral layer at the salt mine!"
"What?"
In shock, Yang Mingzhi stood up suddenly, covered his wife with a blanket, and suddenly got off the ground and put on his military uniform in just sixty seconds.
The wooden door on the pole was opened from the inside, and the sleepy eyes were gone. Yang Mingzhi stood in front of the door, his eyes staring like bells.
"Abram, is it really salt?"
"Yes! The telegram can't be wrong. They sent many telegrams. I think the celebrations have begun at the salt mine."
"Let's go!" Yang Mingzhi was about to leave, and when he looked inside the house, his wife had already sat up, with a look of displeasure and regret on her face. "My dear, get up quickly. Let me tell you some good news. We finally found some salt.
It's mine. When you get to the hospital, tell everyone about it immediately."
"I will."
Married to a conscientious husband, Yang Tao is satisfied and proud. But as a woman, she longs to spend more time with her husband.
He was too busy! He had to command wars and also focus on economic construction. There were too many major events during this period, and he often had to spend the night in the headquarters, just to get emergency military information as soon as possible.
"Perhaps when we arrive in the capital of the Soviet Union, you don't have to work so hard, and we can live a much more stable life." Looking at the back of her husband running away, Yang Tao smiled slightly.
After all, there is salt. If it is pickled sauerkraut, that is my specialty, but these Belarusians are also very skilled.
For a long time, Yang Guo’s knowledge of salt was limited. She only knew that people on the beach boiled salt and sold it to the inland. To distant places, a piece of raccoon dog skin can be exchanged for a little salt. Even though salt is very precious, her parents have to pickle it every year.
Some cabbage and radishes are eaten over the winter.
Can you dig out a lot of salt directly from the ground?! Carambola quickly changed her clothes and rushed to the hospital to announce the good news.
Compared with star fruit, Yang Mingzhi's mental state can be said to be very exciting! For the past few days, his biggest concern has been digging for salt.
He hurried into the headquarters and shouted: "What's going on at the salt mine? Where is the relevant telegram?!"
"Here!" Yevlov, who was pacing, pointed to some documents on the desk, "That's it."
When the ore layer was dug, and when the first basket of ore was transported to the ground, the documents were written in great detail. The Russian handwriting of the female communications soldier Juanxiu was indeed beautiful, but behind the words were exciting facts.
Yang Mingzhi couldn't control his trembling hands, and even his whole body was shaking.
"Excited? Of course! I'm so excited. Hurry! Get your car ready. It's still too late to rush to the excavation site."
"You are so excited." Yevlov stood directly at the door, shook his head and said, "Think about the meeting! Regarding the salt mine, you can read some telegrams at the back. You don't have to go to the scene in person.
. Even now, there is already a postman carrying a huge ore and galloping towards here!"
Looking hurriedly at the documents at the back, Yang Mingzhi did see Antonov's promise.
Yes, when Yang Mingzhi arrived at the headquarters, a piece of rock salt weighing fifteen kilograms was stuffed into a linen bag and had been delivered to Catfish Village by soldiers on horseback.
Yang Mingzhi followed Yevlov's advice, and everyone, including Fomin, was waiting in the headquarters. He had only been in peace for a mere twenty minutes when Salinchkin also ran over in high spirits, his head shaking as he ran.
The belly is really funny.
Everyone was waiting for this piece of ore, and with the neighing of war horses, the goods arrived safely.
It was a soldier from the 1st Guerrilla Brigade. He was carrying an khaki linen bag and ran into the headquarters office panting.
"Comrade...comrade commander, and comrade deputy commander. All officers! Salt! This is salt!"
With that said, Yang Mingzhi quickly folded up the colorfully marked regional map on the table, and the soldier immediately placed the heavy cargo on the clean table. The sack attracted the attention of all those present in the headquarters, and everyone paused their work.
, all gathered together to witness the miraculous moment.
What is supposed to come will definitely come back without any delay.
The linen bag was quickly opened, and a huge translucent crystal appeared in front of everyone.
Because of the telegraph all the way, the crystal encountered friction with linen, and a layer of powder adhered to the outer layer of the crystal.
Speaking of which, when human babies come into contact with external objects, they always instinctively put them into their mouths to determine whether they can be eaten. At this moment, looking at this lump of crystals, Yang Mingzhi couldn't help but stretched out his right hand and clicked it gently
, he peeled off a small piece from the crystal and put it into his mouth decisively.
His actions attracted everyone's attention.
"How is it? What does it smell like?" Yevlov asked anxiously.
Looking at this man's anxious expression, the fact that he had been fooled a few days ago suddenly appeared in front of Yang Mingzhi's eyes. He suddenly covered his neck, rolled his eyes deliberately, swayed, and looked like he was dying.
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"Ah! Berekov, you...could this thing be poisonous?! Guard! Come on!" Salinchkin was shocked, especially the soldier who was transporting the goods. He was stunned, as if he had given the goods to him.
Poison!
After realizing that they were startled, Yang Mingzhi, who was deliberately slumped, suddenly stood upright with his arms held up, and laughed wildly.
"Hey, are you okay?! What happened to you just now?" Salinchkin, who was completely confused, asked nervously.
"Oh, I'm so sorry for scaring you! Comrade Salinchkin, I was just playing a joke on the deputy commander as a way of retaliating. Alas, it's a pity that I didn't scare him."
"Stop your poor acting!" Yevlov said with an old face: "This is not funny. Tell me, what is this stone about?"
"Now I can confirm that this thing is a salt mine crystal. It is not only salty, but also bitter. In addition to salt, there are many impurities in it. We finally dug up salt."
Everyone present tried to taste some, and everyone came to the exact same conclusion. At this point, Salinchkin also understood the reason for Yang Mingzhi's farce. After saying "unreasonable", he continued to immerse himself in digging the salt mine.
in joy.
The meeting was held on time, but at the beginning of the meeting, this huge piece of rock salt ore was displayed to all attendees!
As the commander, Yang Mingzhi announced to everyone energetically: "What you see is the rock salt ore! In the early hours of this morning, we have dug out the ore layer, which is 26 meters deep underground. Starting from the early morning,
Our work of mining salt mines has officially begun."
The cheers came as expected. Now Yang Mingzhi was no longer as ecstatic as when he saw the ore at the beginning. He was immersed in everyone's joy, and the meeting had to be postponed a little later.
Even more exciting, according to the latest telegram received, the salt mine claimed that they continued to dig for four hours and the ore transported to the surface weighed three tons!
Although the ore contains a lot of impurities, at least half of them are sodium chloride and potassium chloride that are necessary for humans. Three tons of ore can eventually yield two tons of edible salt. This is the result of a few hours of excavation. As long as it continues, the ore will
Will pile up like a mountain!
The atmosphere at the venue was very warm, and the third day of the meeting was planned to focus on solving the problem of material reserves for the Guerrilla Republic.
The so-called preparation for a rainy day is already in mid-August. The low temperature in the morning wakes people up from the cold, and only at noon the temperature can soar to 25 degrees. The climate has entered autumn, and the whole world has begun to change, such as some beech trees and oak trees.
, their leaves began to turn yellow, but the dark green needles of the most common red pine remained the same, but they no longer sprouted new buds.
Perhaps no one in the entire guerrilla republic is more concerned about food issues than Yang Mingzhi. The Chinese people's emphasis on food can be seen in the most exquisite varieties of food. In times of famine, people will try to eat bark, roots and weeds.
In order to keep food on the table. Famines do not happen often, but the severe cold in winter is real.
I am afraid that the fear of hunger has been deeply rooted in their genes. They do not pray in church for the famine to pass like Westerners. Instead, they rely on the experience passed down by their ancestors. Every family instinctively hoards food in times of peace. Stubbornness and persistence in hoarding food
, the Chinese can be said to be the best in the world.
So when Yang Mingzhi once again announced his ideas to all the representatives present, it seemed to everyone that the commander was not afraid of any elite German troops, except for one - the hunger and cold brought by the cold winter.
What to do? Hoard food like crazy!
"Comrades, we have won a battle and suffered heavy losses. An astonishing number of refugees have poured in. They cannot become the most basic militia in a short time, and their appetite must be satisfied.
When winter comes, any food planting will be suspended. Do we have to rely on existing potatoes to survive the winter? Yes, according to calculations by the statistics department, the flour, potatoes and soybeans in the existing granaries are enough to feed 100,000 people.
By next spring. But will this be enough?"
At present, the management of the granary is under the responsibility of Liu Debalev. He raised his hands and stood up, guaranteeing with integrity: "Comrade Commander, please rest assured. Please also rest assured all comrades. Although we have lost some due to heavy rain
Potatoes and those sprouted tubers are thrown into the fields again, forcing them to take advantage of the last warm period to continue growing. In addition, the food we have now is indeed enough for 100,000 people to eat until next spring. Besides, by September low, we still have
Some farmland can be forcibly harvested, and the newly harvested small potatoes can continue to maintain our inventory."
Liu Debalev gave everyone a reassurance, but Yang Mingzhi did not see it that way.
"If no accidents occur, there will indeed be enough food. But please don't forget that there are a large number of enemies surrounding the swamp. Our core strategy in the future is to organize production to expand our strength and not initiate large-scale battles. But if the enemy attacks, we will
Fight back with all your strength.
Please note that the geothermal heat in our geographical location is known. Once the German Air Force bombs the swamps and once the granaries are damaged, our food supply may be blocked.
Some people may say, what does the German bombing mean? If there is food loss, as long as some rations are reduced, the winter can still pass safely.
I want to say that this kind of thinking is a mistake!
Besides, we will soon send small teams to distant places to find hidden civilians, or to conduct sneak attacks on small villages occupied by the Germans and move the villagers here. Our population will only increase, and the demand for food will also increase.
It will only be bigger.
Although we can't harvest another season of potatoes, we can fish on a large scale and collect mushrooms and various wild vegetables on a large scale!
Especially for fishing, we can recreate the 'fish fry operation' just like the autumn a year ago."
As the name suggests, "Operation Fish Explosion" involves throwing explosives directly into the water.
Only the representatives of the three major collective farms and some old military officers who attended the meeting knew about this matter. Salinchkin was reviewing the early information preserved by the Guerrilla Republic and learned that Yang Mingzhi had done this a year ago, and they even obtained
Several giant six-bearded catfish.
Catfish Village got its name from the Pripet River in the west of the village, where a large number of catfish live in the wetland channels. Of course, the village also uses existing ponds to raise catfish. The fresh fish enriches the dining tables of the military and civilians and provides precious protein.
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With the airdropped salt, they also pickled a lot of salted fish, and now the shelf-stable dried salted fish has finally been eaten.
Combined with the fact that the salt mine had begun to be excavated, Salinchkin's eyes suddenly lit up.
He stood up suddenly and asked: "Comrade Commander, are you planning to pickle fish on a large scale?"
"You...you guessed it right!"
Regardless of whether salt mines will be discovered, Yang Mingzhi has long had the idea of large-scale pickling of fish and sauerkraut for the winter.
Why not pickle? Belarusians like to eat sour food, because for a long time in history, the locals had no vegetables during the winter, so they made pickled radish, cabbage and cucumber on a large scale. Especially pickled cucumbers are a masterpiece.
They are no strangers to pickled food, and even the elderly women who immigrated in large numbers are masters at making pickled vegetables!
The only obstacle limiting pickles is salt.
In special times, he could no longer take care of so much. Yang Mingzhi originally thought of taking out the two tons of salt in stock and making a large number of pickles and fish. This kind of very salty food can increase food reserves and become the main source of salt.
provider.
Now, everything has changed.
"Maybe by the end of our morning meeting, ten tons of ore will be dug out of the salt mine. Don't worry about the ideological consciousness of the soldiers. The actual amount they dug may be higher than I estimated! So we only need to mobilize manpower to fish on a large scale.
, we no longer have to worry about the fish meat rotting and going bad."
"Oh! Don't worry, we will work hard to catch fish!" The excited Kavitsky stood up and said, "The fishery resources in this area have always been very rich. As long as you give the order, I will organize people to launch a large-scale operation. Maybe we will
The marinated fish is enough to feed 100,000 people until next year!"
Kavitsky himself was the commander of last year's "Operation Fish Bomb" mission, so his explanation carries great weight.
Optimism spread throughout the venue. Listening to what he said, it was as if countless big fish were swimming in the Dnieper River, the Sozh River, and the Pripet River. All you had to do was ride a raft and throw grenades into the water, and then hold them ready.
Use the fishing net to pick up the fish that was stunned and turned white. (To be continued)