"It can be used as our standard dry food, produced on a large scale and stored." The deputy commander affirmed with a serious look.
The deputy chief of staff agreed: "No matter which unit you have, you should reserve dry food for at least one month. This way, the troops will be more mobile on the battlefield and their combat effectiveness will be maintained because of their sufficient physical strength."
The deputy commander-in-chief was well aware of the huge role this dry food had on an army, and he began to issue orders without much hesitation.
"Wang Ping! Immediately report the method of making fried noodles to the Logistics Department, and then promote it throughout the army in the name of the Logistics Department. At the same time, each unit is required to reserve dry food for at least a month to cope with long-term battles and enemy blockades that may occur at any time.
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"In addition, report this matter to Yan'an and ask Yan'an to help us promote it."
"As for the cooking class, what I mean is that the collective first-class merit will be credited once, Wang Ping will be credited with the individual first-class merit once, and Lao Yang you will be credited with the individual second-class merit once!"
"Thank you, chief!" Although he already had a lot of military exploits, Wang Ping was still very excited.
In the Eighth Route Army, military exploits are the basis for promotion. As long as you have enough military exploits, when the time comes, your position will surely rise, and no one can stop you.
"I agree!" the deputy chief of staff affirmed directly without saying a word.
Just when Wang Ping and Lao Yang were about to leave, the boss asked with a faint smile: "Wang Ping, since you came to the cooking class, the food at the headquarters has been getting better and better. The chief of staff and I are almost gaining weight.
And I also heard that your cooking class has saved more than 100 yuan from scratch!"
Lao Yang didn't hide anything and answered readily.
"Yes, Chief, in order to study fried noodles, we used some, and now we still have 134 yuan left!"
"These are all obtained by squad leader Wang who took us to collect local materials and sold the extra fish, prey, and animal skins in exchange for them!"
"The squad leader said that these oceans exist. If one day the headquarters is moved to a deserted and barren land, these oceans can play a big role and even save lives!"
Seeing that the boss just listened without saying a word, Lao Yang thought that he had violated some discipline and quickly asked: "Chief, is there something wrong?"
"No, there's no problem. You don't have to worry. Lao Yang, you are also an old revolutionary and a Red Army veteran. How can you violate discipline with you as your guard?" The boss quickly shook his head in denial.
The Deputy Chief of Staff must have known the reason why the Deputy Commander-in-Chief did not speak, so he responded at the right time: "Boss, let me do the talking!"
"The food at the headquarters has been getting better and better recently, and the boss and I are very happy. But two days ago we went to the field hospital directly under the headquarters and found that the food for the wounded in the field hospital was not as good as ours. You know, the wounded and the medical care
The food expenses for our personnel are the highest in our Eighth Route Army!”
"If the wounded don't eat well, they definitely don't have enough nutrients, and their recovery will definitely be much slower!"
"After I came back, the boss and I thought about it and decided to hand over the cooking team of the field hospital to you. While ensuring the food at the headquarters, we must also ensure that the food in the field hospital cannot be worse than that at the headquarters!"
Wang Ping was stunned for a moment. The two leaders really thought highly of him and directly asked him to take charge of two cooking teams.
Wang Ping, who was thinking about when he could return to the army, didn't know whether this would be a good thing or a bad thing for him.
But facing the urgent looks that the two chiefs looked at him, and thinking about his status as a soldier, Wang Ping could not refuse, and he could not think of any reason for refusal.
After taking a deep breath, he asked: "Chief! How many people are there in the field hospital?"
"There are not many people in the headquarters field hospital, but they are all seriously injured. Including medical staff, there are more than 170 people in total!" the chief of staff replied.
"Also, I asked, there are ten people in the field hospital's cooking class, and the boss and I plan to merge the two cooking classes, for a total of sixteen people!"
Wang Ping frowned and replied: "Sixteen people are responsible for the food of more than 200 people!"
"However, it is almost impossible for so many people to meet the food standards during this period. After all, the things we eat recently are fish and prey caught nearby. With so many mouths at once, we are just a few
It’s definitely not enough to prepare the ingredients individually.”
"I request that the cooking class be expanded to thirty people. The remaining fourteen people should preferably be new recruits, young people!"
"I agree. There just happened to be a new recruit camp coming from the headquarters. I will give you a quota of fourteen people. You can choose the people yourself!" The boss made a decisive decision without any hesitation.
Two days later, the tenth class was fully staffed. Including Wang Ping, there were thirty people in total.
In terms of number of people, it is directly equivalent to an infantry platoon in the army. This is definitely the leading cooking squad with the largest number of personnel among all the Eighth Route Army.
Everyone, including the head of the headquarters, didn't know why Wang Ping wanted so many people.
But Wang Ping has an idea of his own: the cooking class now has to feed more people, and relying solely on prey and fishing is definitely not enough. In this case, there is only one way to ensure food and nutrition, and that is to buy.
Buying things requires money, and it is definitely impossible for the headquarters to allocate this money.
In this case, the only way to solve this problem is to rob, rob the Japs' money, rob the Japs' supplies...
The thirty-person super cooking team was divided into two groups by Wang Ping. The fifteen people who cooked were led by Lao Yang, who specialized in cooking for the headquarters and field hospitals.
The remaining fourteen recruits, Wang Ping, personally served as the team leader. Wang Ping gave them a very special name, the special service team, a group of people who specially raised supplies for the cooking class.
"Brother Bo, we joined the Eighth Route Army to fight the Japanese. How come we were picked to join the cooking class? I heard that the Eighth Route Army was poor and the cooking class didn't even have guns. Each person had a big spoon and was dedicated to cooking for people.
I will never meet an enemy in my life." A recruit who had just been selected by Wang Ping to the cooking class complained to an acquaintance next to him with dissatisfaction.
"If I really cook for others, I will not be a part of the Eighth Route Army. I will join the Eighth Route Army elsewhere and fight the Japanese just the same!" Zhou Bo also frowned and replied with a dissatisfied look on his face.
Just then, Wang Ping came.
"Everyone be quiet! As far as I know, you are all elites recommended by the local guerrillas! This is what elites look like. They are lazy and have no standing posture!" I saw a dozen people gathered together to complain about being selected.
What happened to the cooking class, Wang Ping cursed as soon as he came up.
For a cadre, if he wants to make recruits convinced of him, he must shock them in some aspects.
Now that they are being dragged to the cooking class, they are already dissatisfied. To convince them to stay, Wang Ping must take some unconventional measures!
Amidst Wang Ping's yelling and cursing, fourteen people quickly divided into two rows and stood in front of Wang Ping.
However, Wang Ping could see from their eyes that these fourteen people were full of dissatisfaction with him for dragging them into the cooking class, and they were also very unconvinced.
"What? You really don't want to be in the cooking class. You think that the cooking class is just the cooks who hold the big spoons, and they are the worst offenders?"
"The cooking class is for cooking, we all know that. We joined the Eighth Route Army to fight the Japanese, not to cook. We ask to leave the cooking class and join the combat force!"
Young man with hands stood up and answered.
"You all think so?" Wang Ping did not answer, but asked with a sneer.
Although no one spoke, the silence well represented what they were thinking at this moment.
Lao Yang, who was standing next to him, saw the smile on Wang Ping's face getting thicker and thicker, and immediately had a bad feeling. He secretly shouted: "Oops, these new recruits who don't know the heights of the world are going to be in bad luck."
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