The red lanterns of the Li family's mansion are hung high, the lights are bright, the voices of the people are boiling, the cauldron is set up and it is steaming, and the fat pigs pulled out of the pigsty are slaughtered, washed, chopped into large pieces, and thrown directly into the boiling water and stewed in the cauldron. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chicken, duck and bacon were also put on the board, and the brothers in the cooking class were all good at pouring food, and with the assistance of the Li family's chef, the big bowls of wine and dishes gradually took shape.

The Li family is one of the largest families in the Li family, there is no shortage of food, and with Li Youde's instructions, the rice and noodles are taken out in big bags.

The white-flour steamed buns were put on the steamer, so that the brothers from the north swallowed their saliva, they were accustomed to eating pasta, and when they came to the south to fight, they ate rice every day like chaff, and when they saw these white-flour steamed buns, they shouted excitedly.

The brothers from the south cooked fragrant white rice in a large pot, and the enticing aroma drew out the worms in their stomachs.

The logistical system of the National Revolutionary Army is extremely poor, they shed blood and fought on the front line, but they often ate the last meal without the next meal, and it was good to be able to drink porridge.

Now every time they see chickens and ducks being sent to the backyard, they can't help but cheer loudly, and the food makes them forget their tiredness, and they want to start the table immediately.

"Bosses, eat some omnivorous pads first."

Li Youde was a little too enthusiastic, and ordered the long-term workers at home to take the peanut walnut osmanthus cake out one by one.

Where had these brothers from poor backgrounds seen this battle, and when they saw that there were delicious foods, they began to rush up to grab them, causing even the platoon commanders to scold them for not being productive, but they themselves grabbed all over their hands, and the atmosphere in the courtyard became as lively as the New Year.

Li Wenquan, the second son of the Li family, stood in the attic and looked at the happy and lively soldiers in the courtyard, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer, eat, eat, when they are all dead, I can ask the imperial army for merit at that time.

Li Wenquan had a good idea, although he had already secretly taken refuge in Japan. If I poison nearly 200 soldiers of the National Revolutionary Army this time, then I will definitely be rewarded by the special high school and the imperial army, and I will soon be able to soar.

He knew that the strength of the imperial army was unfathomable, and that the battle of Shanghai had left 800,000 National Revolutionary Army in ruins, and that this land would eventually belong to the Imperial Army, and the weak National Revolutionary Army could not defeat it, so he was determined to follow the Imperial Army to the death.

Li Wenquan looked at the soldiers of the National Revolutionary Army who were eating and drinking in his own home, gritted his teeth, turned around and went downstairs to the back kitchen with a few packets of rat poison in his hand.

"This Li family is really righteous, good people!" Although the banquet was not opened, but the good wine had been served, Liu Yidao's face was flushed with drinking, and he praised Li Youde loudly.

"No, I've never seen anyone so generous."

"Brothers, when the good wine and food come up, don't fight like you did, don't be rude." Liu Yidao's head was still sober, and he reminded the brothers loudly.

"Brother Dao, I'm hungry." One of the brothers' stomachs began to rumble, causing laughter all around.

Liu Yidao scolded: "Look at your little bit of interest, let Lao Tzu endure it first."

"Brother Dao, I'll go to the kitchen to urge." The fat man Tian San was chewing on crispy peanuts in his mouth, and he couldn't wait to start the table.

"You stinky boy, I'm afraid I'm going to steal my mouth." Liu Yidao didn't know what the fat man Tian San was thinking, but he still waved his hand and said, "Go, let Lao Zhang squad leader hurry up, the brothers are hungry."

The fat man answered, and he drilled into the back kitchen, to cook the food of nearly two hundred brothers, and the kitchen of the Li family's compound was too small, so he directly requisitioned the entire backyard.

"My good girl, it smells so good." As soon as the fat forefoot stepped into the backyard, a refreshing fragrance jumped into his nose, hooking his eyes.

The pork in the cauldron was already stewed to the point of aroma, and the fat man couldn't help but swallow when he looked at the large piece of meat, and picked up the spoon to scoop it.

"Platoon Leader Tian, why don't you get a bowl." The old Zhang squad leader of the cooking class saw the fat man Tian San sneaking in and knew that it was not good, and sure enough, in a blink of an eye, he saw that he grabbed a piece of hot meat into his hand, and it was so hot that he grinned and was still sending it to his mouth, and he shook his head when he saw it.

The pork is stewed soft and fragrant, and it melts in the mouth, although the fat man is so hot that his tongue is numb, he is still very comfortable, and he gave a thumbs up to the old squad leader: "The taste is really fucking good!"

Lao Zhang's squad leader smiled and said, "You go and ask the brothers, if I say that I am the second in cooking, who dares to say first?"

"Lao Zhang, you just blow it." The fat man got cheap and sold well, and reached out to lift the steamer again.

Lao Zhang's squad leader really wanted to remind: "The steamed pork is not fully cooked, be careful to eat diarrhea."

"I'll taste the salt for you." The fat man has so much to do there, eat it first, and then talk about it, this time I learned to be obedient, and I took the chopsticks to clip it.

The fat man walked around the backyard and ate with a mouth full of oil, but Lao Zhang's squad leader knew that the fat man was so virtuous, and he didn't bother to talk about him.

"Platoon Leader, the meal is almost ready, you can help inform the brothers in front of you to set up a table and prepare for the feast."

"Holo." The fat man's stomach was round, and he hurriedly wiped two handfuls of oil and water from the corners of his mouth and went outside.

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"I have something to see your chief, and I ask my little brother to be accommodating." A middle-aged man in a cotton robe took advantage of the fact that the others were not paying attention, walked quickly to the outside of the room where Yang Ling was resting, and arched his hand to the guards to see Yang Ling.

The guards looked at the middle-aged man dressed as a nurse, and he was still carrying a gun, frowned, waved his hand impatiently, and said, "Our Chief Yang is resting, let's come back later."

"I have something important to meet with Chief Yang, and I ask this brother to ......."

Before the middle-aged man dressed in the nursing home finished speaking, the guard interrupted him impatiently: "I said that you are not annoyed, if you don't leave, Lao Tzu will not be polite."

"Huzi, what's going on?" Yang Ling in the room was crouching on the map thinking about the battle plan, when he heard an argument at the door, he asked the guards about the situation.

"It's okay, a nursing home is here to make trouble." Huzi hurriedly waved his hand to let the middle-aged man go, but the middle-aged man opened his mouth: "Chief Yang, I have something important to report to you."

"Huzi, let him in." Huzi was a little annoyed, but Yang Ling's voice had already come out, he slashed at the middle-aged man in the eye, and angrily got out of the way: "Don't bring guns in."

"Who are you? What are you looking for me? Yang Ling put away the map, looked at the middle-aged man who walked into the room and asked.

"Hello Battalion Commander Yang, I am Xiao Tianliang of the Jiangbei hoe team." The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to Yang Ling.

When Yang Ling heard the words of the hoe team, his heart froze, and he asked tentatively: "Are you a communist. The party? ”

Seeing Yang Ling standing indifferent, the middle-aged man withdrew his hand stupidly, and nodded to admit Yang Ling's guess.

Yang Ling returned to his seat and sat down without speaking, his heart was still digesting the identity of Xiao Tianliang, what did he come to find him? His face was cloudy, although the two sides now put aside their previous suspicions and worked together, but it was not so close.

"Battalion Commander Yang, I'm really sorry for taking the liberty of coming to the door to disturb, but I do have something important to tell you about this time."

"Oh? What's the matter? Yang Ling raised his head and asked.

"Our Jiangbei hoe gang has been in accordance with the instructions of the superiors to eliminate the traitors and lackeys who surrendered to the enemy, and we have obtained accurate information, this Li Youde family has secretly taken refuge in the devil......"

Although Yang Ling didn't want to see the landlord and the old wealth, but this Li Youde entertained them with delicious food and drink, and he couldn't believe him by virtue of this person's words.

"What evidence do you have to prove that Li Youde's family has taken refuge in the devil?" Yang Ling frowned and asked.

"Li Youde's room has a letter in contact with the special high class, Li Youde's second son Li Wenquan has been in contact with the devil special high class, we missed several shots, failed to get rid of him, today Li Wenquan suddenly came back, I didn't have time to inform the comrades of the hoe team, it just so happened that you are here, I can only ask Battalion Commander Yang to help get rid of this dog traitor."