Lin Feng finished his work and came to see how Li Yunlong dealt with these guys?
"They came to see me this morning, but they were scared away by my weapons. The 33rd Army is just a weakling and has no meaning."
"The other troops are too far away from us. Let's do some surgery on this soft persimmon first. Make some meat dishes for me at noon. We are not allowed to go back to the house to eat. I will sit outside for you!"
Lin Feng gave the order and ordered the bulldozers to level the playground and lead the team to start running.
The 33rd Army was a little confused, why were the Eighth Route Army still running?
Shouldn't we clean our guns and take a rest at this time, waiting to fight the Japanese?
"They are not tired. Now is the time when there is no supply and there is no food to eat. The Eighth Route Army can really do a lot of work."
"Let's put it this way, the food of the Eighth Route Army is much worse than ours. We eat millet, but they have to eat chaff."
A few people were talking lively when they smelled the smell of meat and ran two steps following the smell.
"No, they are stewing meat!"
The Eighth Route Army soldiers ran on the playground for a while and trained their formation. It was almost noon and everyone was ready to eat.
While queuing up for meals, the soldiers deliberately asked the chef what kind of meal he was cooking.
"Why are we eating braised pork again today? Didn't you agree to stew cabbage for us?"
"It's chicken soup again. Let's go to the beach sometime to catch some seaweed and make a vegetarian soup."
Pointing at the people in the 33rd Army, they almost vomited blood after hearing this. They couldn't even eat pickles, and they were so picky about their meat.
This is naked targeting!
Instead of provoking friction, it provoked jealousy!
"It must be fake. It's impossible for so many people to eat meat!"
When Chamberlin heard that the Eighth Route Army ate meat, he shook his head like a rattle in disbelief, but when he took a look at it, he was stunned.
"Do you eat meat?"
Li Yunlong was eating steamed buns and choosing braised pork.
"You haven't eaten yet. Let's have some together."
Chamberlain swallowed and walked closer. Li Yunlong saw him taking a bowl and snatched it away.
"You old man, are you satisfied with the bowl? That's what the female soldiers use, use the basin!"
I filled a pot of braised pork and chicken, and took six large steamed buns. Chamberlin started eating without caring about others sitting down.
After this meal, my mouth was full of oil, but the 33rd Army was miserable, gnawing on steamed buns and holding pickles.
I almost cried with envy.
Tears flowed down from the corner of his mouth.
"The food you guys have is so good. Do you eat like this every day?"
When Qian Bailin inquired about the news, he always found it unbelievable. This was simply a life lived by a god.
"No, you eat it every day. Tomorrow it should be fish stew, and the day after tomorrow it should be beef stew with potatoes, right?"
"There's a menu over there, you can take a look at it later."
The Eighth Route Army soldier finished his meal and turned around and left, leaving Lao Qian stunned for a while.
Everyone said that the Eighth Route Army was not good. It seems that this was caused by the propaganda machine.
Why can't I do it?
It is an indisputable fact that others are better than you in everything. Look at how big and fragrant the braised pork is!
Li Yunlong brought some spicy pepper and pickled garlic.
"I've heard that our hometowns are next to each other and we can eat together. Just treat it as my personal invitation."
Pickled garlic is much more difficult to make than ordinary dishes. How much surplus food does the family have to have to eat like this?
Qian Bailin ate three heads of garlic in one breath, and he became more convinced that the Eighth Route Army had money...
After eating, the soldiers returned to their tents to read and sleep. After lunch break, we sat together and watched a movie in the afternoon.
They even serve fruits, but the tea is subpar, just ordinary green tea.
"There are also tea leaves. To be honest, I haven't had any tea in a month."
Chamberlin took a big gulp, took a bowl of fruit, and watched a movie while eating.
"Your life is really good. I used to listen to the propaganda machine's nonsense. We really need to let those people see with their own eyes the days of the Eighth Route Army."
Li Yunlong smiled and took two puffs of his cigarette. After the movie ended, everyone continued running on the playground.
"Commander, why do you think they are running?"
The guard was a little strange, and Chamberlin slapped him on the head.
"There will definitely be delicious food in the evening. If you don't run, you won't be able to digest your lunch. Hurry up and run with me."
The two of them ran after Li Yunlong for a while, and found that Li Yunlong and the others were each carrying a box of shells and continued running.
"We'll carry it too."
When there were two of us, there was no light weight left, and each of us actually carried a shell, desperately competing with the Eighth Route Army.
"Be careful, old man. If this thing blows up, we'll lose our food. Put it down quickly!"
Li Yunlong persuaded him to put down the bomb and took a walk on the playground for a while.
When we ate in the evening, we discovered that they were actually dumplings. The cooking squad leader directly handed over a basin.
"There is vinegar in the big vat over the basin they all use. You can take more, but you can't waste it."
At noon, the guard adjutant swallowed greedily and did not dare to reach out.
I also became familiar with the Eighth Route Army this afternoon, so I directly took the largest basin and filled it with a basin full of large dumplings.
The two of them ate so much that they even had to sleep here at night.
"It's not that my brother doesn't want to keep you, it's too disrespectful of you. You're not the Eighth Route Army. Why are you always staying here with us?"
Li Yunlong directly drove the two of them away. They were a little disappointed on the way back, as if they were children abandoned by their mother.
"The life in the Eighth Route Army is so good that I don't even want to come back."
Chamberlin said nothing, but he was also thinking in his heart.
The two of them passed by Li Yunlong's accommodation area and found that it was warm inside, the bedding was clean, and there was no smell of stinky feet.
My heart became even more unbalanced. Look at the treatment of the Eighth Route Army, and then look at myself?
"You call these people out and tell them that someone is looking for them, and I will carry two quilts back."
Chamberlin actually came up with such a trick, asking the guards to call all the Eighth Route Army soldiers into the room, took two quilts, turned around and ran away.
When Li Yunlong found out, he almost burst out laughing.
"This old money man can just tell him what he likes. How can he be like this? Go and give him a car!"
Chamberlain put on a new quilt cover, and his head felt soft and warm in his hands.
"It's all new cotton."
"Report that the Eighth Route Army is here to give you a quilt!"
Seeing a truck full of quilts being unloaded, Chamberlin's face felt a little ugly, and he felt regretful in his heart.
"They are so rich. They are willing to give me a cart full of such good quilts."
Fortunately, Chamberlain was not a corrupt official and distributed all these quilts to the sick and wounded.
Lin Feng was very moved when he learned about this. As long as he was not a corrupt official, there was still a need to save him.
"He ate a big pot of dumplings."
"Okay, brother, this means that he did not deprive the soldiers of food to satisfy his own needs!"
"This man has the air of a general!"
