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Chapter 218 General Dai Minquan died

White sugar can now be regarded as a strategic material, but the output of white sugar is still relatively small. After one season of sweet sorghum is planted, it is only a few hundred kilograms of white sugar. Part of it is sent to Yan'an and the rest is replaced.

into the ocean or food. Food is no longer the most important issue in the base area, but the base area strictly controls the outflow of food, which can be regarded as a disguised blockade against the Japanese. The Japanese local productivity has been maximized. Faced with such a long period of

On the front line, Japan's domestic production alone cannot satisfy Japan's domestic military production and the food and drink of the people at the same time.

However, in the base area, Hancheng cannot be happy now. Two generals have died for the country this year, the first is ***, and the second is Zhang Zizhong. The real sacrifice has just begun, ***'s sacrifice

The Japanese and puppets launched a massive propaganda campaign, especially in the Kuomintang-controlled areas and North China. Zhang Zizhong’s sacrifice was another way. The Japanese and puppets actually held a memorial hall and even took the initiative to do nothing for General Zhang Zizhong.

"Today I will give you a pound of white sugar so that they can eat less. This is a good nutritional supplement."

There are actually different types of white sugar, including white granulated sugar and soft white sugar. Hancheng makes the most soft white sugar. Why not white sugar? Because the technology is not up to standard. The crystallized pieces of white sugar are too big, so you can only use a stone hammer.

Just break these candy bars into pieces. This kind of thing is actually very popular.

"White sugar, the brigade commander only got one pound, why don't you give them one pound?"

Xiao Bing said somewhat incomprehensively, because he felt that those who made the forgery did not contribute as much as the brigade commander.

"Of course, who do you think gets your military pay? If it weren't for that man's counterfeit antiques, let alone military pay, food and drink would be a problem."

Han Cheng still respected people with such skills, because no matter whether they were good or bad, they were beneficial to the war of resistance.

"Okay, I'll deliver it right away."

In fact, there is not a lot of sugar left in Hancheng after the production. The main thing is to distribute it to the hospital and people above the regiment level. The rest will have to wait for the next batch. Why does the hospital need sugar?

As for the wounded, the wounded should eat nutritious food, and only meat and white flour are the most nutritious. But white flour is not so easy to obtain, and there is not much meat. The best nutrition for the civilian class is white sugar.

Put a spoonful of sugar in a bowl of white food and drink it in one sip. It will sweeten your heart. Today’s life does not have this feeling. First of all, because we are exposed to more and more sweet foods, and the sweetness is getting higher and higher.

High. How many people used a spoon to dig out white sugar and eat it when they were young, or simply buy rock sugar and eat it directly? It is too rare now. Coke and green tea are much sweeter than white sugar.

"Hurry up and come back quickly. I'll treat you to some sugar water!"

Han Cheng doesn't care at all, because he actually still has candy, and he doesn't like sweets very much, but no matter what, life is really sad at this time. When there are sweets to eat, it's the New Year, but it may not be possible to celebrate the New Year.

Eat candy.

The little warrior runner went to deliver it. The white sugar here in Hancheng was eaten with steamed buns. Anyway, when the sugar came down, it was necessary to eat enough. Because of the good planning of each household, when the time came for everyone to share the food, everyone got it.

With the supply of food that could not be eaten for a year, the soldiers in the base area can also eat with open stomachs.

"Oh, you, Chief of Staff of Han University, are living so comfortably. You only gave me a pound of sugar, and you are eating it here with the sugar in your steamed buns?"

Han Cheng was eating happily. The brigade commander seemed to be able to teleport and immediately opened the door of Han Cheng's room. It is necessary to avoid eating good food. There used to be debates in the army over eating one more steamed bun.

, and even said that the two parties competed in a competition. This was the difficulty of the army's lack of supplies. Everyone wanted to eat one more steamed bun, but it was not easy to get it.

"Oh, the Brigadier is here, what a rare visitor!"

Han Cheng put down the steamed bun in his hand and stood up quickly. The brigade commander was not polite at all. He directly picked up the steamed bun and ate it with sugar. He didn't mind at all that Han Cheng had touched it or even eaten it.

"Hey, hey, I've already eaten it. Brigadier, can't you try another one?"

"If food is so difficult, what else can we change? It would be good if we have a stutter, okay?"

The brigade commander said that it shouldn't be like this. I didn't come here to deliver meat or canned food. Why did you come here today to eat and drink?

"No way, the brigade commander can't even get food?"

Han Cheng watched the brigade commander wolfing down pickles and steamed buns, and by the way, he also dipped the sugar in the bowl next to him.

"It's not like I won't be able to eat, but it's going to be fast. If you hadn't been working hard here, I wouldn't have been able to eat."

"Then why is this? I haven't heard that Shanxi suffered another disaster?"

Han Cheng was confused. The brigade commander took out a page of paper from his arms and slapped it on the table.

"Shanxi was not hit by the disaster, but Hunan was. The refugees came in the direction of Shanxi. Yan Xishan didn't want to take in these refugees and increase his own pressure, so he drove them towards enemy-occupied areas."

Hancheng was speechless. What kind of disaster could Hunan suffer? It could only be a military disaster. These days, there is not enough food to eat. If you want to give food to the victims, there will be no enough. There is simply not enough.

"I think it's not just Hunan, right? Last year it was Henan's refugees, this year it's Hunan, next year it's Southwest?"

To be honest, Han Cheng is no longer what he thought at the beginning. People will change. Do you know how much pressure the arrival of a thousand people will put on the base area? There are no high-yielding food crops now.

How much food can be produced per acre of land? Another person said that you can't grow both sweet potatoes and potatoes. This is true. You can't just grow sweet potatoes and potatoes. They eat too much fertilizer from the land. Without sufficient fertilizer, what do you think?

High productivity? There is no way!

"Isn't this part of the solution within the division, so I'm here to learn from you, the chief of staff, to see if there is any good way to make these victims settle here."

"Come on, we've just been able to meet our food consumption, and you've done such a big thing for me. It's only May, where can I get you so much food and drink?"

The days of dipping corn buns in sugar have just begun, and they are about to become poor days again. The gap is really too big.

"There is no other way. I'd better ask you, the chief of staff of Han Da, to take more trouble. For the sake of us all being revolutionary soldiers!"

After the brigade commander left, his little guard brought over a newspaper, which stated that General Dai Minquan sacrificed his life for the country.

"The fifth column of the southern Henan guerrillas is finished. Alas, another general and a martyr."

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