I took a nap in the afternoon and the meeting ended in the evening.
A small celebration banquet will be held tomorrow for this successful operation. For ordinary soldiers, it means a good meal, and soldiers who have performed meritorious services can also receive some prizes.
These tasks can be left to Fu Ming and others. Yang Mingzhi made a promise that he must become a chef again the next day and host a family banquet.
So the messenger told the news to those few people, Yevgeny, Lavrenti, Balzen and Doronin. These were the officers involved in the operation. They followed the orders step by step, so the battle went surprisingly smoothly.
Yang Mingzhi returned home and saw that his wife was already busy.
"Oh! Brother! You are back."
She has a bright smile that warms people's hearts in this snowy season.
"Well, I'm back. Is Natasha still in the house?"
"No, she has already gone back." Yang Tao pointed with her little hand, and there was still a faint light in the wooden house.
It seems that Natasha has built a fireplace and she can stay in a warm home with her brother.
Yang Mingzhi carried the blanket back. At this moment, his wife was still washing clothes by the well. It was obviously very cold outside, but she was still working so hard, which was a bit worrying. "My dear, you have to be careful, it's too cold outside."
"It's okay. Just finish washing this. The well water is very warm. I have put all the washed clothes in the house. If you are thirsty after entering the house, the water in the teapot will still be hot."
Yang Tao turned her head and smiled shyly and continued to wash her husband's white shirt. Yang Mingzhi shook his head. He was really lucky to have such a daughter-in-law. He opened the door and sat on the edge of the bed to rest for a while.
After a while, Yang Tao finished the work at hand, saw her husband sitting on the edge of the bed, and leaned on it.
"Come, let me see your hands." Yang Mingzhi stretched out his arm and pulled his wife to him. He saw that the little hands were still red from the cold. Both little hands were very cold, so they should be given some warmth!
Yang Mingzhi held her hands and breathed a sigh of relief. The warmth was nothing more than that. "My dear, I'd better take a basin of water to the house to wash clothes in the future. If you get cold, I'll be very worried too."
"Yeah." The girl smiled sweetly.
Taking this opportunity, Yang Mingzhi explained the arrangements for tomorrow.
When it comes to cooking, this girl Yang Guo is a very good cook. Under traditional culture, women's cooking skills seem to be compulsory lessons. Yang Guo is from the Northeast, and she is no exception to the habit of cooking a big pot of food.
Northeastern cuisine is accustomed to stewing in large quantities, which is also due to the environment. In a cold environment, stir-fry dishes quickly become cold, and only stewing various dishes in one pot can ensure warmth.
There will be a banquet for the officers involved in the operation tomorrow, and Yang Tao is even a little happy.
"Let me show off my skills now, brother! What shall we cook tomorrow?"
Yang Mingzhi thought for a while, "Let's just make dumplings."
"Making dumplings? But it's not the winter solstice yet. Are we too early?"
This girl quite abides by tradition, but Yang Mingzhi doesn't care so much. "We are in a foreign country, so we don't need to pay so much attention. We live according to the lunar calendar in China, but in the Soviet Union, don't we have to live according to the Gregorian calendar? The Soviets don't have to either.
It’s the Russian calendar, let’s do as the Romans do.”
Anyway, dumplings are usually eaten in winter, but Yang Guo knows some ancient sayings. "Okay, let's make dumplings. In this cold weather, eating dumplings will not freeze our ears. However, we have to prepare the ingredients."
So what are the ingredients?
Yang Mingzhi suddenly remembered that mushrooms had been grown in the caves excavated in the Black Mountain next to the Blacksmith Village. The culture medium made by Star Fruit was completely successful, and mushrooms sprouted up one after another. It just took some time to get them back.
In addition to mushrooms, the ingredients include a lot of potatoes, radish, carrots, fresh cabbage, fermented sauerkraut, and a lot of onions.
Together, the two of them found that these ingredients are enough.
"Chicken stewed with mushrooms, pork stewed with vermicelli, and we are making some pickled cabbage dumplings. Brother! We can make all these hometown dishes!"
Children are children, Yang Tao laughed excitedly, she admired herself very much. Cooking the delicacies of her hometown in a foreign country, and having such a very similar environment, it felt as if she had returned to her hometown.
But it takes a lot of effort to obtain the ingredients.
Early the next morning, the two of them took action immediately. Before departure, Yang Mingzhi went to the division headquarters again and made it clear to Yevlov: "The fresh ingredients are going to the Blacksmith Village or the Black Earth Village. My dear wife will go there."
Come."
He also gave Natasha some tasks, that is, cleaning the outdoor stove and lighting up the fire. He also asked the aunt in the cafeteria to cook an extra bowl of noodles before making toast for lunch. Those people don't understand the deputy teacher.
Whatever you want to do, do it anyway.
Yang Mingzhi and Yang Tao got on the horse-drawn sledge and headed straight to the blacksmith village on the compacted snow road.
Village chief Kavitsky has already received the news from the radio. This is not a military or civil order at all, but the deputy division commander needs some ingredients.
"Are they Chinese always picky about food? Just eat bread honestly!" After complaining, Kavitsky immediately took action.
The butcher in the village prepared some fresh mutton, but due to the cold, the meat was as frozen as ice.
The most important thing is the mushrooms, which Yang Mingzhi asked for by name. This is a glorious achievement of self-reliance.
The horse-drawn sledge ran very fast, and Yang Mingzhi arrived at his destination in just over two hours. Then he quickly obtained the needed materials and returned to Catfish Village without even a moment's delay.
We came back with a full load this time. Noon has arrived and the soldiers' feast has begun.
All the ingredients were sent home, and Natasha had already boiled a large pot of water.
"You did a very good job." Yang Mingzhi subconsciously stroked the girl's little golden head and removed the raw meat.
Natasha immediately acted as Carambola's helper, and the two girls took action. They simply ate some bread cubes and started processing the ingredients. When Yang Mingzhi went to the cafeteria, he brought a basin of noodles that had been fermented and made dumplings.
The battle began quickly.
The meat had thawed, and then Yang Guo picked up two kitchen knives and started chopping the stuffing frantically. Her bow movements were so exaggerated that she even attracted the attention of some soldiers.
Soon, many people gathered in front of Yang Mingzhi's house. They were just curious as to why the military doctor Besica was chopping meat with two knives.
"Everyone, go do your own thing!" Yang Mingzhi waved his hand and pushed everyone away.
At this moment, she had been chopping the star fruits for a long time, and she was done. She wiped them subconsciously, panting. "Okay, now just mix in the salt and sauerkraut."
Making dumplings was still done in a warm room, with the couple rolling out the dough and stuffing the fillings. Natasha had never seen this before, so she led her brother to see how fresh it was.
"Sister, don't be idle. I'll tell you how to make dumplings." Star Tao taught Natasha step by step. She learned quickly, mastered the essentials quickly, and also understood that this kind of food is called "dumplings".
The collision of cultures is always interesting. Seeing how quickly she picked up the dish, Yang Tao hurriedly made another dish - chicken stewed with mushrooms.
Several people have been busy, and no matter how hard they work, it is worth it to have food from their hometown.
Yang Mingzhi wiped sweat from his sleeves, and some flour stuck to his face. All the dumplings had been made, and the dinner was held at home. It was time to clean up the house again. (To be continued.) u