When He Yuzhu heard this, he giggled directly, but his hands and feet did not stop for a moment, and he kept busy tinkering with his smokeless stove.
Half an hour later, he finally allowed him to build the smokeless stove.
Then He Yuzhu directly propped up the big iron pot and lit it on fire. The result was really beyond Liu Fusheng's expectation. After lighting the fire, no open flame could be seen, and even the original smoke was lost due to the special structure of the smokeless stove. The two sides were separated, and there was no smoke rising from the kitchen.
Such a discovery also made his eyes light up. Then they took out the potatoes and prepared to bake them directly, but were stopped by He Yuzhu on the side, because he decided to make a delicious pot of tripe mushroom soup for these soldiers to improve the food. .
"Squad leader, you roast the potatoes first. I'll make a pot of delicious morele mushroom soup for you to try my handiwork."
When Liu Fusheng heard this, he stopped what he was doing and signaled He Yuzhu to continue.
Seeing that he agreed, He Yuzhu began to put a large amount of snow into the pot. After the snow melted into water, he directly broke the morele mushrooms and put them in. In addition, he added black fungus and some special Chinese medicinal herbs. , add a lot of salt and simmer for 10 minutes, a large pot of delicious morele mushroom soup is ready.
The fragrance wafted out, and the soldiers of the guard company could smell it from a long distance away. They all moved their index fingers and moved towards the location of the fragrance.
Even the division commander Jiang Chao and political commissar Yu Jingshan of the 113th Division, who were surrounded by the guard group in the center, also walked over directly following the scent.
When they saw He Yuzhu serving soup to a group of soldiers, they couldn't help but shed tears.
"Comrade, can you give us a bowl?"
He Yuzhu nodded,
"no problem,"
When Liu Fusheng, who was not far away, saw this, he walked over quickly and patted He Yuzhu on the shoulder.
"Zhuzi, the division commander and political commissar are here, but they don't know how to greet them first. They don't have eyes!"
The division commander Jiang Chao and political commissar Yu Jingshan on the side waved their hands repeatedly.
"It's okay, Xiao Liu. This little comrade must be new here. It's normal if he doesn't know us."
Although they said this, when they took the soup, they drank it immediately.
"Gulu...Gulu......"
The taste of this porcini mushroom soup was so delicious that they drank it all in one go.
At this time, the division commander Jiang Chao and the political commissar Yu Jingshan were staring at He Yuzhu in front of them with expressions on their faces.
"Comrade, can you give us some more?"
He Yuzhu refused directly.
"Sir, political commissar, it's not that I won't give it to you, but it's just that for 300 of us to drink this pot of soup, it's really difficult for each of us to take a sip."
Jiang Chao and Yu Jingshan were also quite troubled when they heard He Yuzhu's words. Looking at the soldiers around them who were looking eagerly at the pot, they could only sigh and give up.
Liu Fusheng on the side saw this and couldn't help it anymore. He flew directly to He Yuzhu and tapped his head lightly with his hand.
"Zhuzi, what's the matter with you? The two leaders want to drink. Why don't you just cook another pot and it's over?"
He Yuzhu shook his head,
"Squad leader, it's not that I don't want to, but I'm running out of materials. How about you go help me pick mushrooms and I'll do it?"
When Liu Fusheng heard this, he was blinded and could only nod helplessly in agreement. Then, under the guidance of He Yuzhu, Liu Fusheng and a group of soldiers from the cooking class began to search for boletus and black fungus all over the mountains and plains.
Since there were so many people, it was easy to get things done, and soon a lot of porcini mushrooms and black fungus were retrieved by these soldiers.
He Yuzhu also started cooking in the same way. When the second pot of porcini soup came out, Yu Jingshan and Jiang Chao were invited back by monitor Liu Fusheng again.
"Teacher, political commissar, we made an extra pot of the soup just now. If you want to eat, come and eat."
When the two heard this, they couldn't hold back the joy on their faces and rushed over, taking two bowls of teacups in their hands to drink.
They also chatted and drank without hesitation.
"Lao Yu, Commander Liang received a tip earlier. He heard that the black regiments from the United States in this area asked us to slow down our march. We must deal with them carefully to avoid excessive casualties."
Yu Jingshan on the side was stunned when he heard Jiang Chao's words.
"Lao Jiang, isn't that right? Didn't we have instructions from above that we must arrive at Xichuan quickly on the designated date and cooperate with other friendly forces to carry out closed-door and dog-fighting tactics against the South Korean troops in the encirclement? If this slows down the marching speed, we will not be able to complete the above-mentioned task. We cannot afford to shoulder the tasks assigned to us.”
Hearing this, Jiang Chao also felt that what Yu Jingshan said was quite reasonable.
"Lao Yu, you are right, but Commander Liang is also right. The black regiment is an elite force of the United States and is well-equipped.
If we advance rashly and are ambushed by a black regiment, we cannot estimate the losses. After all, we are all lightly armed and do not have any decent heavy firepower. "
The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. He Yuzhu, who was serving soup to the volunteers, heard the conversation between the two officers and immediately thought of later generations' evaluation of the first battle of the 38th Army.
It seems that this black regiment was a false intelligence, which directly caused the 38th Army to be timid, unable to let go, and failed to reach the designated combat position within the scheduled time. It let go of more than 1,000 South Korean troops in vain, and received severe criticism and criticism from above. discipline.
For this reason, He Yuzhu, who was a member of the 38th Army, definitely did not want history to repeat itself again. He immediately came directly to the division commander Jiang Chao and the political commissar Yu Jingshan and spoke nonsense.
"Division Commander, Political Commissar, I think this news from Commander Liang is definitely false information and unrealistic."
Division Commander Jiang Chao and Political Commissar Yu Jingshan were stunned when they heard what He Yuzhu said. They never dreamed that a little cook had such an opinion and dared to question their commander. Before they could speak, they .
Not far away, Liu Fusheng saw He Yuzhu talking nonsense in front of the two officers. He immediately rushed over and kicked him to the ground. He kept cursing in his mouth.
"You brat, didn't I warn you many times before you joined the team not to talk nonsense or talk too much, but you just didn't listen. In front of the division commander and political commissar, you actually dared to speak nonsense. Look, I didn't teach you a lesson today. You, you don’t have a long memory!”
As soon as Liu Fusheng finished speaking, he was about to continue teaching He Yuzhu, but was stopped by the division commander Jiang Chao and the political commissar Yu Jingshan.
"Okay, Xiao Liu, don't mess around. Help this little comrade up quickly. I have something to ask him."
Then Liu Fusheng reluctantly helped He Yuzhu up.
