After Franklin and the other two left, Tang Shan walked into the room with a smile on his face.
"Young Master."
"Miss Xiaozui has already been assigned to the logistics department to feed the military dogs.”
"I have also instructed my men to prepare all the necessities.”
"Yes."
Tang Jie raised his head and saw Tang Shan's smile. How could he not know what he was thinking?
However, he did not explain. Everyone loved to be beautiful. Besides, his attitude toward Chen Xiaozui was indeed different.
"Alright, stop laughing. Let's get down to business.”
"5,000 soldiers have already begun their physical recovery training.”
"You are the only one from our Tang Family who graduated from the Ber Military Academy.”
"I believe that you have mastered the scientific training methods of the Germanic countries.”
"This is your appointment certificate. You can get your military uniform and rank from the military supplies department.”
"I only have one request. The 5,000 soldiers must recover their combat strength in the shortest time possible.”
Staring at Tang Shan, Tang Jie said with a serious expression.
In the past decade, the Tang family had sent many people to the military academy to study.
Among them, Tang Feng graduated from Frunze Military Academy, Tang Lin graduated from St. Seer Military Academy, and Tang Huo graduated from West Point Military Academy.
Due to special reasons, those who entered the Germanic Military Academy were all East Japanese. Tang Shan was no exception. He graduated from the Ber Military Academy.
"Yes."
After Tang Shan heard this, his expression turned cold. He took the appointment letter and immediately turned around to leave.
He headed to the training ground and personally supervised the advance party's training.
....
At the same time.
Chanda City, the shelter.
The defeated soldiers of the Sichuan Legion drooled when they saw what Tang Jie had left behind.
"Half a fan of pork, thirty bundles of sweet potato vermicelli, ten cabbages, and twenty catties of rice.”
"Brothers, today we will eat cabbage, pork stewed vermicelli.”
Ah Yi pointed at the pile of ingredients and shouted happily.
"Gulp!"
When all the defeated soldiers heard this, they could not help but swallow their saliva.
Chan Da wasn't big. In fact, half a month after the first batch of defeated soldiers entered, this place had been emptied by them.
Not to mention pork, these defeated soldiers had not eaten sweet potato vermicelli for a long time.
If Tang Jie's words and actions just now had awakened the long-hidden passion of these defeated soldiers, then these ingredients were equivalent to rebuilding their beliefs. Almost most people joined the army just to eat.
"F * ck, everyone, hurry up and prepare something. Stew whatever you have. This is the first meal before we set off.”
Veterinarian Hao was the oldest and most prestigious among the defeated soldiers.
With just one sentence from him, all the scattered soldiers scattered to find firewood and set up pots. Some people went out to find something to cook with.
After a while.
A large clay pot was set up in the courtyard, and there were more than ten smaller pots beside it, each of which was cooking rice.
In this era of famine, there was not much attention paid to the collection station. The clay pot was filled with water and the rice was put in.
However, all the eyes of the defeated soldiers were focused on the clay pot that was the size of two people's breasts.
"Raise it a little higher, raise it a little higher, and pour it slowly. This is high-grade mountain spring water.”
Snakebutt ordered a few soldiers to pour the spring water into the pot.
"Coming, coming!"
At this moment, Kang Ya rushed in and took out a paper bag, attracting everyone's attention.
"What is it?"
"Salt."
Kang Ya slowly opened the paper bag, revealing a piece of yellowish salt, and poured it into the pot.
He picked up the kitchen knife and stirred it in the pot a few times. Then, he brought the wet kitchen knife to his mouth and licked it.
"How is it? Does it smell?"
"Aiya, so lively!"
Kang Ya revealed an ecstatic expression, causing everyone to be envious.
Ta Ta...
Two more people came back.
Yao Ma carried a pile of washed cabbage leaves and put them down in front of all the defeated soldiers.
Another soldier took out green onion sprouts and a piece of ginger." Onion, anise!”
Meng Fan dragged his injured leg and walked in with a smile. He took out a handful of dried chili and threw it into the pot.
"Aiya, you can't put it like this. If you stew it like this, it will turn into paste.”
Snakebutt looked at the colorful pot and frowned.
"Look, look what I brought.”
With his hands behind his back, Veterinarian Hao swaggered in.
One of the defeated soldiers wanted to step forward and lift his clothes, but he was hit by him."Yes."
In front of the many defeated soldiers, Veterinarian Hao proudly unbuttoned his clothes, took out a small bottle, and poured it into the pot.
In an instant, oil flowers appeared on the soup, and the smell of sesame oil made people's eyes widen.
However, at this moment, a burly figure walked out of the dilapidated room. Many of the defeated soldiers looked at him with fear.
Zhang Milong, a soldier from outside the Pass, was the wealthiest person in the receiving station. He was also the most generous and domineering person.
He spent all his time in the River Legion, but he never announced that he would leave this group.
He took the bamboo tube from the defeated soldier and mixed it into the pot. He looked up at the crowd and said,"Is this pork stewed with vermicelli?"
"Oh my god, the pork stewed with vermicelli in the four eastern provinces isn't made like this.”
After saying that.
He turned around and went into his room. He took out more than ten boxes of canned luncheon meat and opened one box.
He scooped all the luncheon meat into the pot and said,"Hey, you have to take a look at this."”
"See? Little Shiba, get some canned food and soy sauce.”
"Snake butt, quickly cut the meat.”
"Oh, oh."
Little Shiba handed the soy sauce to the Mystic Dragon while opening the can.
Box after box of luncheon meat was poured into the pot. Snake Butt also cut the pork into two finger-sized pieces and filled the pot.
The ten cabbages were all cut up, but they were divided into a few clay pots and stewed separately.
The aroma of pork gradually floated in the air, enticing all the defeated soldiers.
At this time, the Mystic Dragon put the sweet potato vermicelli into the pot to boil. It opened a bottle of soy sauce and poured it in.
"You have to add soy sauce. How can it taste good without soy sauce?”
"I must let you have a taste of the real pork stewed with vermicelli.”
As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes.
The last time he ate pork stewed with vermicelli was in his hometown, but now he was in western Yunnan, which was thousands of miles away from the four eastern provinces.
The surrounding defeated soldiers of the River Legion watched the Mystic Dragon's actions and the fragrance that wafted out of the air. Everyone's hearts were stirred.
At this moment, the stewed pork and cabbage vermicelli became the faith of these defeated soldiers, and it was extremely firm.
On this day, the thousands of scattered soldiers near the shelter had nothing but white rice, stewed cabbage, and a bowl of pork and cabbage stewed with vermicelli for each of them.
The entire east district of Chan Da City was filled with a special atmosphere. The atmosphere was called hope.
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