War is about logistics, and Zhao Ping had to consider logistics issues.
This problem does not exist when attacking Tonggu Mountain, but Jiading must consider it.
Jiading is hundreds of miles away from Zhaojiazhuang, so it is impossible for the soldiers to fight on an empty stomach.
What's more, the soldiers of the security group not only ensure that the soldiers are well fed, but also taste very delicious.
Zhao Ping knows that food is also a kind of fighting power.
This must be in the hands of our own people.
After speaking, he introduced these three projects to Xi Xing.
Take a look at the first project.
He was both pleased and skeptical.
Fortunately, not only can it be used as a snack, but more importantly, it solves part of the military ration problem.
He looked at it repeatedly and couldn't help but wonder Zhao Ping: "Xiao Langjun, can this really be eaten without cooking it?"
Zhao Ping nodded and took out the production process flow chart.
Although Xi Xing was skeptical, after all, this was a project that he fought for for his uncle.
Deng Zhoupeng operated according to the production process flow chart provided by Zhao Ping.
This requires making noodles first, and manual making is too slow.
What should I do if I don’t have noodle production equipment?
Zhao Ping used his own equipment to make a semi-automatic noodle making device.
Of course, dough mixing and blending are done manually, but shaping and calendering are much faster than manual work.
After all, I used to use a rolling pin, which was laborious and took too long.
But Zhao Ping's was very easy. Not only was it completely smooth, but his speed was increased by more than ten times.
It uses belts and pedals instead of manual work, and uses machine pressing instead of rolling pins.
Of course, this can be made of wood or iron.
Wood is cheap and easy to copy.
Iron is expensive and difficult to copy.
When Deng Zhoupeng saw it, he felt very happy.
But this is really not difficult and others can imitate it.
So Xiao Langjun asked me to keep it a secret.
The key is to cut the surface. If you use hand or knife, it will have no effect no matter how fast the front is.
Zhao Ping invented a noodle cutting device, which requires sharpness and must be made of pure steel.
This is the key equipment for making noodles.
Deng Zhoupeng was extremely happy. He kept following the pedal with his feet and saw the noodles flowing out of the machine quickly.
My mother heard that Zhao Ping had invented another noodle-making device, and it was her favorite noodles, so she came to watch.
After all, this is a major food issue affecting thousands of households, and my mother must care about it.
The people who came with my mother were a group of women’s soldiers.
Zhao Tianshi, Zhao Zhoushi, Li Hanmei, Cuizhu, Jiang Ying, Xi Lingzhu, Qiu Shuang, Xia He and Lan'er also jumped here.
They looked at it curiously.
It’s really quick to make, but how does it taste?
Zhao Tian and Zhao Zhou immediately took action and boiled a large pot of boiling water according to Zhao Pingkuan Tang's request.
Put down a few more noodles until boiling and rolling.
Yes, there is no soup in the noodles. Put down the wok and start the pot.
Now Zhaojiazhuang has started making soy sauce, but it has not yet been mass-produced.
Soy sauce is the best companion for noodles. How effective is it? The answer is now available.
Each person has a bowl, add ginger, garlic, onion, chili and soy sauce, and then top with fragrant lard.
It was soft and refreshing. Everyone was sweating on their foreheads after eating it. They shouted that it was spicy and kept feeding it into their mouths.
After eating half of Zhao Tian's noodles, he reluctantly put down his bowl and chopsticks.
Zhao Ping couldn't help but be stunned and looked at her in astonishment.
She smiled sheepishly, looked at the half-filled bowl of noodles and said, "Young man, I really can't bear to part with it."
My mother chuckled and said, "My uncle is afraid of gaining weight."
Zhao Tianshi looked at her bloated body that was getting fatter and fatter, and suddenly said resolutely: "I don't care, it's so delicious, how can I be willing not to eat it."
After saying that, she picked up the noodles again and ate them vigorously.
My mother looked at the noodle making machine repeatedly and said to Deng Zhoupeng, "This noodle making machine is good. Deng's in-laws are in charge of this noodle making workshop."
Deng Zhoupeng couldn't help but be overjoyed and cupped his hands: "Mother, Peng will live up to his mission and can only bow."
Xiji was anxious. His uncle was already the shopkeeper, but what about his uncle?
His eyes kept darting between Xi Xing and Zhao Ping, hoping to give him an answer.
Zhao Ping felt funny, but there was no expression on his face.
He waved his hand and asked Xi Di to come over.
Xiadi was confused and looked at Zhao Ping.
Zhao Ping asked the Xidi Arrangement to operate it himself.
Xiadi couldn't help but be overjoyed, Zhao Ping was personally teaching him the skills.
Zhao Ping asked him to put salt in the pot, boil the oil, and then put the noodles in and deep-fry until cooked.
Take it out in a bowl and add the dried pineapple and vegetable oil.
Pour in boiling water and cover the food box. After half a stick of incense, open the lid and a bowl of fragrant noodles appears in front of people.
My mother stepped forward to taste it herself. Although it was not as delicious as the boiled noodles she heard just now, it was still tastier than before.
The biggest advantage is that you don’t need to cook it, just soak half a stick of incense in boiling water and you can eat the noodles.
Looking at all this, Zhao Tian couldn't help but said: "This is so convenient!"
Zhao Ping thought to himself, you are right.
Zhao Ping was about to express his thoughts, but his mother nodded: "It's so convenient, let's call it instant noodles!"
The naming of mother-in-law also conforms to its rules.
Zhao Ping gave a portion of the fried instant noodles to everyone present.
Everyone couldn't help but be surprised, how could they eat this without boiling water?
Zhao Ping threw the instant noodles directly into his mouth and started chewing them.
Is this okay?
Especially when Lan'er and Xia He saw Zhao Ping eating happily, they couldn't help but imitate him.
Seeing Zhao Ping eating with relish, everyone also tasted it.
It sure tastes good and is really convenient.
It's still the best snack.
Washi's eyes widened with a smile.
Sure enough, his mother looked him over and announced him as the shopkeeper of the instant noodle workshop.
When Xi Xing was happy, Zhao Ping also told him about another purpose of this project.
That can be used as military rations.
Xi Xing finally understood Zhao Ping's good intentions.
In fact, Zhao Ping had no choice. His mother had always placed important projects on the housekeeper Zhao Jie.
Although Zhao Jie and his son have always been loyal to themselves, it may be inevitable that their next generation will not cause problems.
There is also a folk saying that wealth cannot last more than three generations.
Zhao Ping cannot put eggs in one basket.
Xi Xing and his son are also close relatives.
Cleansing Lingzhu is also his future concubine.
This is considered as an investment in future children, making them angry when they grow up and do not love their legitimate sons and daughters.
Of course, the person who washes the family also knows this better, and feels more and more that this uncle has made the right choice and has considered too long-term.
Zhao Ping felt indignant.
In this evil feudal society, why do we have to divide legitimate sons and daughters?
Let me have to consider this.
Oh, it's such a brain-trouble.
The first two projects are relatively simple.
I just arranged for my family to do it.
Zhao Ping finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Now it can basically solve the livelihood problem of these ten thousand people.
Unexpectedly, Lan'er jumped in again and said she had a happy event to tell her mistress.
It turned out to be a happy event for Xi Lingzhu’s mother.
What happy event?
It is a happy event that her mother is well.
It's not this happy event, it's another happy event.
It turns out that Xi Xing’s mother is pregnant.
It's really a good thing to clean your home.
Both father and son of the Xi family achieved success.
One of the sisters from the Xi family entered the Huaxianzi Square, and the other was in the side room.
And all this was given by Zhaojiazhuang.
Xi Xingniang was completely healed in person and felt happy in her heart.
It turned out that the old clam was pregnant again, which made Xi Xing's whole family smile from ear to ear.
After Zhaojiazhuang's mistress heard about it, she immediately sent anti-fetal medicine, tonics, and a rooster, asking the mother-in-law to raise the fetus with peace of mind.
The matter of washing the family has been solved, but there are more important things that need to be solved by Zhao Ping.
These two projects can solve the livelihoods of two thousand people, but there are still thousands more livelihoods that must be solved.
If the first project only partially solves the military ration problem, then the second one completely solves the military ration problem.
After all, instant noodles make people less full, and they are best soaked in boiling water.
The second one does not need to be soaked in boiling water and can be eaten directly.
After all, Zhao Ping is about to lead the security team on an expedition, and these issues must be considered.
When my mother heard that Zhao Ping was making delicious food again, she came over to watch again.
Zhao Ping asked the workers to add maltose to the flour and mix it in the wooden barrel.
Then it is fully compressed and molded in a mold that is the size of two fingers and one finger wide.
After forming, it is dried and cooked in a metal oven and packaged into finished products.
Is this okay too?
Xi Xing was confused.
My mother stepped forward and smelled it. It smelled quite fragrant.
how is the taste? Mom, try it yourself.
It tastes good, but strangely, there is only one, and my mother already feels half full.
My mother couldn't help but be stunned, and couldn't help but said: "Why, I feel full after I eat one piece."
Zhao Ping stepped forward and explained: "This is because it has been compressed."
Xi Xing didn't believe it, so he also stepped forward to eat a piece.
It tasted good and I wasn't full yet, so I ate another piece.
Xi Xing nodded and said, "It's really good. I ate two pieces and I feel basically full."
He was very happy and said: "I was worried about the lack of military rations in Jiading. Now it's better. It's completely solved."
In fact, it is the famous compressed biscuit in later generations.
It can also be eaten at any time.
Of course, it can not only be used for military purposes, but also for civilian use.
Mother glanced at Zhao Ping and asked Zhao Ping to write another poem.
Xi Xing stepped forward and said to Zhao Ping: "Xiao Langjun, this is military rations and cannot be advertised."
Mother looked at Zhao Ping and sighed: "Since it is military rations, let's not advertise this time."
Obviously, my mother was not very happy, but Xi Xing was a scholar, so there was nothing she could do about it.
Xi Xing's bad temper is known to the entire security team.
Zhao Ping is a filial son, and his mother has been single for him ever since, so of course she cannot be unhappy.
Zhao Ping nodded and said: "Of course military rations will not be advertised. If they are for civilian use, they can be advertised."
Xi Xing couldn't help but smile bitterly. This could indeed be used by civilians. Of course he understood Zhao Ping's filial piety.
He had no choice but to acquiesce, and his reminder was to show that he was doing his duty.
Zhao Ping thought deeply for a while and chanted:
"There is no stove and no smoking. I only have a box of biscuit tubes for half a day. It's so comfortable to go fishing and outing. You don't have to go around hunting for tips."
When my mother heard this, she couldn't help but smile. Ping'er was indeed a filial son.
She recited it softly a few times and said, "This advertising poem is good, and it has some flavor."
Xi Xing still refused to give up and said to Zhao Ping: "Since it is military rations, of course it must be managed by the security team."
