Inside the four-line warehouse
After Yu Zhiqian’s proposal was accepted, he immediately became busy. The cooking class is different from the special cooking class in the future. The things are relatively simple, there are only some iron pots and nothing else, but it is still very easy to make a meal of dumplings. .
Chef Li of the cooking class took out some of the fine noodles hidden in the most corners. These fine grains were left behind by the chef of the cooking class. After all, the food in the Chinese ** team is generally very poor. It is normal for the officers to be deprived of food and not have enough to eat.
Outside the four-row warehouse, the sky has darkened, and there are still some remaining wildfires on the battlefield. Most of the corpses of Japanese soldiers are burning, lighting up the surroundings, and you can vaguely see the corpses and various people around the battlefield. This kind of ruins remains.
The half-day exchange of fire left the surrounding area of the Four Lines Warehouse in ruins, but now there are blood everywhere on the ground, as well as fragments of various corpses, like the scene of Shura Hell, but the Shanghai residents in the distance are very excited to see it.
At first, they checked the battlefield situation in the warehouse of Sixing, but as the Japanese were driven and arrested, they came to the side. Now the live broadcast is on loan in the UK. Several young people are holding binoculars and big cameras. The horn loudly reports the surrounding situation to the people of the country.
In addition to some of the Shanghai residents who had fled and hid in the lease, there were also some foreign reporters who also wanted to know the latest news about the battlefield in China.
Compared with the purgatory scene outside the Four Lines Warehouse, the inside of the Four Lines Warehouse is a different kind of scene. Except for some necessary guard posts, the rest of the people are busy.
Some soldiers slipped out of the warehouse with their waists up as they did during the day, and continued to search for supplies. Yu Zhiqian lightly tapped the supplies before, but found that if it was a high-intensity battle, they could only last for five days, which was lower than expected. A lot, so Yu Zhigan felt that he couldn't let go of the good time now and prepare as many ammunition as possible to cope with future battles.
In addition to the soldiers sent out to collect ammunition, more things are preparing for dinner. Yu Zhigan and others are also busy constantly. To make dumplings, you must first have dumpling wrappers. Yu Zhigan is still quite good at this stuff. He is alone in Africa. When I feel homesick, I eat dumplings. Although they are not very good, they are not bad.
As for the others, there are all kinds of things. The dumpling skins that Xie Jinyuan rolls out are not used to make dumplings, but to make pies. They are more than rubbing: "Old Xie, you skin, I guess this dumpling, yes. Two people have eaten one!"
After Yu Zhigan finished speaking, he quickly divided his dumpling skins into several small pieces, and then the corners and corners were rolled into a ball again, and they would be repacked later. In addition, there were dumplings made by Zhao Dehan for Yu Zhigan. I feel a little surprised.
"You used to cook in the kitchen?"
"Head, you know!"
"..."
Since there was not a lot of noodles, a group of people soon wrapped the dumpling wrappers and all the pork cans were opened. Then the soldiers from the cooking squad cleared out a fairly clean cutting board and started to get busy.
"This is the first time a cook who has been working for so many years saw so much meat!" A soldier in the cooking squad sighed as he chopped stuffing.
The Eighty-Eighth Division is considered an elite division, but it is only better in terms of weapons and equipment, but in terms of food, it has always been able to save money when you can save money. With deductions, etc., many brothers of the Eighty-Eight Division have hardly seen What meat.
This time I started to chop meat, and many people around me gathered around, staring at the meat on the table, swallowing up and down, and besides, there was Chinese cabbage, which is just a little bit in the middle of eating cabbage. There are some rotten cabbage leaves on top of the cabbage heart, which are just cut along the rotten position, and the rest are eaten. Just like this, many people have never eaten fresh cabbage.
The meat and cabbage were all chopped almost at the same time. Then Yu Zhigan and others began to make dumplings. The large pot temporarily set up next to it was also filled with water and started to burn. The four-row warehouse has one advantage, that is, there is no shortage of water. , There is a tap here, behind the Suzhou Creek, food may be out of supply, but water out is absolutely impossible.
After the meeting will be boiled, the first batch of dumplings has been wrapped, Yu Zhigan put all the dumplings into the pot: "Notify the brothers in a row, come and get the dumplings, everyone has it, don’t worry, when you’re full, you will be fine. Fight the devil, let the devil know that we are not easy to mess with the ** team!" ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм
"it is good!"
A group of soldiers immediately screamed in excitement. Soon, the three-rolled dumplings floated up again. A row of people came up with their own rice bowls. There should be at least 30 people in a row, but Now, there are only a dozen people, and a few of them are wounded.
Yu Zhigan made nearly ten dumplings for everyone. After all, there were hundreds of people, and Yu Zhigan couldn't be sure whether the dumplings here were enough.
"Thank you sir!"
The first person to receive the dumplings with a smile on his face, tears streaming down uncontrollably, while holding the lunch box, while wiping his eyes, Yu Zhiqian patted his shoulder vigorously after seeing it. : "What's the matter, what a young man, have dumplings, I made you cry!"
Wiping away his tears, the soldier smiled: "Sir, I'm not afraid of your jokes. I miss home. The last time I ate dumplings was when I was a soldier, my mother gave me a bag!"
Yu Zhiqian sighed when he heard it, and patted his shoulder vigorously: "Don't cry, you can go home when you finish fighting the devil!"
The soldier nodded: "I know, thank you sir!"
Yu Zhigan looked at every soldier who came to eat and wanted to write down the face of each of them. This group of people are like those soldiers in Chang Delhi. Many people may not live to see the victory of the War of Resistance in the future, but Everyone shed their heads and blood for the independence of this country.
The dumplings were made very quickly, one pot after another. In the end, every soldier got more than a dozen dumplings. In the end, there was only a portion left. Yu Zhiqian and the officers above the company level didn't eat them.
After working for a few hours, everyone is tired. There is a little left. Everyone will do it. After finishing talking, all dumplings are cooked. The cooking class also has dumplings. They are not the same. Stupid, everyone secretly kept a little bit for themselves, but even though Yu Zhiqian and others looked at it, they didn't say anything. After all, they would still point to them for dinner in the future.
ps: There is one more tonight. I wish you all a happy and healthy Dragon Boat Festival. (End of this chapter)