Soon, the cooking squad leader, who was making breakfast with his sleeves rolled up, ran over.
"Monitor Zhang, I have two questions to ask!" Zhao Wen asked bluntly.
"If I remember correctly, the entire company ate nearly 500 kilograms of grain a day, and the vegetables were mainly pickles, pickles, and vegetables. On average, we ate one meal of pork every three days!"
"I want to know how much food the cooking class uses every time they eat pork as a snack. Will it be a little less than usual?"
The cooking squad leader quickly replied: "Definitely less!"
“Pork is usually eaten when we add snacks, and the meat we buy is fatty, rich in oil and water, and stews are the best, so we will definitely eat less rice!”
"Approximately how much food can be saved?" Zhao Wen asked.
"On the day of the extra meal, I eat fatty meat slices for cooking at noon and the leftover bone soup at night. It is full of oil and water and nutritious. I can save about 100 kilograms of food with two meals a day!"
Zhao Wen continued to ask: "If we give the soldiers extra meals every day, eating pork at noon and bone stew at night, can we save a hundred kilograms of food every day?"
The cooking squad leader replied very firmly: "Definitely more!"
He hesitated and explained: "If you eat meat every day, the soldiers will have more and more oil and water in their stomachs, and their daily food intake will be reduced. After all, pork can provide more energy than grain, and it can satisfy hunger better!"
The answer was just as he expected. Zhao Wen couldn't help but smile on his face: "Okay, I understand, go ahead and make breakfast!"
As soon as the cooking squad leader left, Liu Wenxuan stared at Zhao Wen with big eyes and asked: "Company commander, you already knew the result!"
"Not bad!" Zhao Wen didn't hide anything!
"When we were still in the Red Army, I followed the battalion commander. At that time, the battalion commander was still a platoon leader and was responsible for protecting the wounded. In order to help the wounded recover as quickly as possible, the superiors gave the platoon commander the task of providing meat during the march.
Let’s all eat meat!”
"After we got the meat, we discovered this situation!"
Liu Wenxuan nodded, but the worry on his face did not dissipate, and continued to ask: "But company commander, even if eating meat can reduce the consumption of rations, the pork that can be exchanged for the little rations saved is a drop in the bucket for our entire independent company.
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Zhao Wen replied confidently: "Don't worry, instructor. Although we don't have the funds to buy meat, we do have guns and bullets. At that time, we could get meat to supplement the nutrition of the wounded during the Long March with the battalion commander. Now that we have a base, then
Not to mention!"
"Behind Laoshu Village is a mountain, and there must be a lot of prey hidden in it. Starting from tomorrow, the troops will take turns in platoons to hunt in the mountains. Through hunting, they will conduct stealth and marksmanship training, killing two birds with one stone!"
On the training ground of the independent company, just after practicing holding a gun and resting for less than five minutes, the platoon leader led his men to start roadblock training.
In the battle of Anji Town, Li Zhiyong killed the Japanese machine gunner with one shot, clearing the way for the troops to attack and reducing the casualties of the troops.
After the battle, he was promoted to deputy squad leader and leader of the combat team. He directly passed the step from recruit to veteran and became the lowest-level cadre of the Eighth Route Army.
After suddenly becoming the focus and envy of everyone in the platoon, in order not to be compared, Li Zhiyong always rushed to the front of the class no matter what training.
"Li Zhiyong, you go up first and show everyone..." the platoon leader ordered, pointing to the roadblock in front of him.
The five-minute rest period was too short, and Li Zhiyong's numb and sore arms did not get much relief after finishing the gun training.
But the military orders are overwhelming, and no matter how tired I am, I can only press forward bravely.
Sprint for 100 meters, climb over the wall, walk on the single-plank bridge, crawl forward, climb over the wall again...
When the roadblock training was about to end, Li Zhiyong fell directly from the broken wall because his arms were numb and he didn't have a firm grip when climbing over the wall.
"Stand up, haven't you had enough breakfast? Keep going!" the platoon leader rushed over and cursed without any explanation.
The pain that occurred all over his body made Li Zhiyong's teeth tremble, but he still endured it and gritted his teeth to finish the next training.
Then, as if all his strength had been exhausted, he collapsed directly on the ground, not wanting to move!
"Get up, we can't rest now!" the platoon leader yelled.
"There are two rounds of roadblock training in the morning... The company commander ordered that starting from today, our training intensity will be increased!"
"Hold on to me. After training, we will have braised pork and potato stew for lunch..."
Since joining the Eighth Route Army, Li Zhiyong’s happiest moment every day is eating, especially snacks once every three days.
Before joining the army, my family had no land and relied on farming for landlords. After excluding rent and grain taxes, the little food left was simply not enough to eat.
Except for the Chinese New Year, Li Zhiyong hardly had enough to eat throughout the year.
In the independent camp, not only the grains and refined grains are sufficient, but also a meal of meat every three days. In Li Zhiyong's opinion, such days are similar to the Chinese New Year.
Li Zhiyong's mouth began to drool involuntarily when he thought of the finger-sized pork chunks in the braised pork and potato stew, a bite of oil, and the oily and glutinous potato chunks.
Take a deep breath, stand up from the ground and start training again.
"You haven't eaten yet? You even forgot about it while crawling forward~" The platoon leader's voice began to ring in my ears again.
"The thorns on the top of your head are equivalent to the fire net fired by the enemy on the battlefield. If you touch them, you will be shot!"
"My body is completely pressed against the ground, and my arms are strong for two days, so I can move forward step by step!"
"You have to go faster when crossing roadblocks. With your running style and speed, you can't avoid the bullets fired by the Japanese. You will be a living target for the Japanese on the battlefield!"
On the training ground, every minute is torture for Li Zhiyong.
When I almost couldn't hold on any longer, the training finally ended.
"Okay, this morning's training is over. Let's take a five-minute break and get ready to eat!"
Li Zhiyong was holding the aluminum lunch box that had been seized from the little devil. He was breathing heavily and his face was pale. He didn't know how he moved to the cooking class step by step.
From a long distance away, a strong smell of meat hit my face.
"Comrades, thank you for your hard work. We will have braised pork, stewed potatoes and white rice for lunch, so you will be full..." the cooking squad leader said with a smile.
A soldier quickly put a large bowl of white rice into his lunch box. The cooking squad leader, who was in charge of the cooking, scooped out a large spoonful of vegetables and poured it on top, and then poured half a spoonful of thick soup!
Li Zhiyong could tell at a glance that his lunch box contained seven or eight pieces of fat meat.
Put a mouthful of braised pork into your mouth, and the rich meaty aroma and oily water quickly fill your entire mouth.
Li Zhiyong's first feeling was as if he had gone from hell to heaven.
Every second I spent on the training ground was hell.
Every bite of meat here is a heavenly experience.
The fatigue on the body slowly disappeared with the entrance of the braised pork, and then it became full of energy again.
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