9.126 Please eat and drink

When he said that the Soviet Volunteer Air Force must first finish lunch and then study whether to bomb Jiujiang, Huang Haoran, who was lying on the map pile, slowly raised his head, and then looked at Fan Jie with a smile and asked:

"That's what Rychagov told you?"

This kind of expression and tone is very familiar to Fan Jieke. The names of Hu Zongnan, Tang Enbo and Gui Yongqing www.biquge.info also appeared in similar words before, and in the end, they were all unlucky in Huang Haoran's hands!

A sense of pleasure of successful revenge filled Fan Jie's heart, and Fan Jie, who was anxious to see the Soviets deflated, of course would not let go of any opportunity to fan the flames, and he continued to add fuel and vinegar to the words:

"Not really! That old hairy man is very angry, he still thinks that this is the Soviet Union, a great man! ”

"That's it......" Although Huang Haoran heard that Fan Jie was taking the opportunity to retaliate against Rychagov, he didn't break it.

Find an opportunity to knock on those Soviet officers. After all, spending a lot of money to support these people is to make these people useful. If you can't raise it well, it's better to throw it away as soon as possible. It's not easy to make money these days, haven't you seen that one of Wang Huan's eye bubbles is swollen like a goldfish recently?

Huang Haoran threw the red and blue pencils in his hand onto the map, clapped his hands, and then snapped his fingers at the guards behind him, turned his head and said to Fan Jie: "Go!" Let's have some fun! ”

Fan Jie followed Huang Hao and walked for a while, and suddenly found that the place where Huang Haoran was going was not the headquarters of the Soviet Volunteer Air Corps, but turned around and went to the kitchen.

There are more than 200,000 Chinese troops stationed in the fortress area of Tianjia Town, so the establishment of logistics troops is naturally not small. Aside from the combat units below, the garrison headquarters itself alone is equipped with a battalion of orderlies, of which there are two platoons of fireheads in charge of the kitchen alone, but they are still called cooking squads to the outside world.

Since the headquarters are full of high-ranking officers and civilians, the food is not a simple marching stove, most of the chefs in the cooking soldiers are from famous local restaurants, and they all have hard work under their hands!

It seems that it is about to be the time to start the meal, and it is the busiest time for the cooks, and the chorus of pots and pans in the kitchen is in full swing, and all kinds of dishes in the cauldron are flying up and down, which is very beautiful.

"Incense! Alas! This incense! Good! This one is better! ”

Huang Haoran stopped the guards from communicating to the cooking squad leader, walked into the kitchen with his hands behind his back, and went to see what dishes were made in the pots of those masters one by one. The officers of the commander of the Wuhan garrison come from all over the world, and everyone has a favorite hometown taste.

Huang Haoran, who had three gold stars hanging on his collar, had a great impact on the busy cooking soldiers, and many of the soldiers holding the ingredients and utensils hurriedly walked past Huang Haoran before they suddenly realized that the person they saw just now was actually their commander! The masters who were copying the cauldron were also shocked when they saw Huang Haoran walking behind them! This was shocked, but there was no certainty under his hands, and within a minute or two of interruption, several pots of vegetables on the stove had become charred due to the influence of Huang Haoran.

Zhang Fengyuan, the leader of the cooking squad, is an old cook who followed Huang Haoran to the army from Wucheng, and was sent by his parents to the kitchen of Wucheng Restaurant as an apprentice since he was a child. The "cooking Zhang" that made Rychagov full of praise was Zhang Fengyuan.

When Huang Haoran walked behind squad leader Zhang, squad leader Zhang was about to put the fried golden squirrel fish in the pot, and he habitually called the name of the deputy:

"Second son! It's plated! Don't forget to pour sweet and sour juices! ”

Because Huang Haoran occupied the position of the next dish, the second son holding the big plate trembled and didn't dare to come up, he had never seen Huang Haoran's face, and he was dizzy!

Zhang Fengyuan waited for a while and didn't see a plate handed over, so he had to move the iron pot away from the stove mountain, and looked at the dishes in the pot that were about to pass the fire, and the fire in Zhang Fengyuan's heart "soared" and came up!

"Second son! What's wrong with you? Hurry up! Zhang Fengyuan shouted and turned around, his face was about to drip water. In the past, when he was a junior apprentice in the restaurant, if he accidentally didn't keep up with the master's movements, the iron spoon would fly directly! If it weren't for the fact that the 25th Group Army didn't practice corporal punishment of soldiers, Zhang Fengyuan really wanted to give his second son a ruthless blow!

As a result, what caught Zhang Fengyuan's eyes was the smiling Huang Haoran, which frightened Zhang Fengyuan!

"Master Huang! How did you get here? ”

Although Zhang Fengyuan has been paid military salaries for some years, when he saw Huang Haoran, he still couldn't change the name he called when he was in Wucheng, and called "Huang Ye" one by one.

This title, which I haven't heard for a long time, makes Huang Haoran feel a little more warm in his heart.

"I have something to ask you......" Huang Haoran said as he pointed to the big iron pot in Zhang Fengyuan's hand, reminding Zhang Fengyuan that he should hand over the pot to others. The two of them can't just stand on the stove and talk about things, can they?

"Oh! Good! Good! Zhang Fengyuan's reaction was very fast, he hurriedly handed over the iron pot in his hand to the second assistant who was standing beside him stupidly, and then walked out of the kitchen behind Huang Haoran:

"Master Huang, if you have something, just tell me! My boss Zhang will definitely do it!"

As the leader of the cooking class, Zhang Fengyuan is not worried that Huang Haoran will let him do something earth-shattering, to put it bluntly, he is just a cook, and his skills are inseparable from the kitchen.

"Lao Zhang, you answer me, what have you eaten for those Soviet officers these days? Don't worry, no one says you're bad, I know your craft......"

Huang Haoran's face changed a little when he was halfway through his words, he thought that a Soviet officer was dissatisfied with his meal and ran to Huang Haoran to denounce him, but fortunately, Huang Haoran immediately cleared himself of the responsibility of the cooking class, and Zhang Fengyuan's expression finally slowly returned to nature.

"It's all done according to your orders, the commander, the potatoes and roast beef can be made! Fried, fried, roasted, stir-fried with cold dishes, and on the altar of strong liquor, those Soviets ate it, and they couldn't walk anymore! ”

Zhang Fengyuan's answer made Huang Haoran nod slightly, these dishes were indeed what Huang Haoran told the cooking class. Although the Soviet Union is a country that straddles the Eurasian continent and has a very vast territory in Asia, because most of its inhabitants live in Europe, its food culture has accepted more of the influence of the European continent, showing the basic characteristics of the European continent's food culture.

In terms of eating habits, Russians pay attention to large quantities and affordability, with large oils and thick flavors. They like sour, spicy, salty flavors, and prefer fried, fried, grilled, and stir-fried foods, especially cold dishes. In general, their food is a bit rougher in preparation. Russian cuisine is popular, rich in taste, heavy in oil, sweet, sour, salty and spicy.

Under Huang Haoran's guidance, Zhang Fengyuan can be said to have completely captured the stomachs of the officers of the Soviet Volunteer Air Force, and it is no wonder that Rychagov is full of praise for Zhang Fengyuan.

Seeing that Huang Haoran didn't show a happy attitude, Zhang Fengyuan felt a little bottomless in his heart, and he asked in a low voice: "Huang Ye, did I do something wrong?" ”

"Nope! No! You've done a good job before, but from now on, I want to change the recipe for those Soviets......"

Huang Haoran smiled and patted Zhang Fengyuan's shoulder, and then said what he meant. Zhang Fengyuan naturally would not disagree, he immediately asked people to bring paper and pencils, ready to record Huang Haoran's new menu.

"Don't bother so much, if you have any leftover ingredients, just make some for them, remember, don't leave the meat behind! Don't serve them wine! No matter what the ingredients, cook them in water and serve them! ”

Zhang Fengyuan was completely surprised this time, although he had already guessed that Huang Haoran was going to teach those Soviets a lesson, but he really couldn't understand, who would want to eat this boiled dish?

"Huh!? Huang Ye, what about the salt? What about spices? Don't put it aside? ”

The last few sentences were asked subconsciously by Zhang Fengyuan, as an excellent chef, Zhang Fengyuan always unconsciously tried to make his dishes more delicious. Since you are not allowed to put the meat on the meat and do not let the oil be used, you can only rely on seasonings to season it.

"That's right! Don't put it on hold! It's the original! Don't be afraid to smash your golden signboard! ”

Zhang Fengyuan slapped his thigh hard, and then said loudly: "Understood!" Huang Ye! Rest assured! I'll just do it with pig food! ”

Huang Haoran smiled and turned to leave, Fan Jie, who was following Huang Hao, was already a little out of breath at this time, those old hairy people can bear it today!!

Fifteen minutes later, Rychagov and his Soviet officers waited for his feast, and as usual, the cooks left with the large basins containing the dishes on the table. Rychagov looked at the large porcelain basins on the table and sniffed hard, trying to guess what the main course would be today.

Strangely, today's dishes seem to be more subtle, almost no spilling aroma, could it be that the Chinese have changed the recipe? It's just that the food is too greasy these days, and you really should try the Jiangnan flavor of China!

"Come, come, come! Let's do it ourselves! ”

After waiting for a while, but never saw the cooks come up and uncover the lid on the porcelain basin, the hungry Rychagov couldn't stand it anymore, he took the initiative to stand up, and then beckoned the Soviet officers to start working.

After a period of busyness, the lids on the porcelain basin were removed one after another, and after seeing the vegetables in the basin, Rychagov's face suddenly turned green!

This... What is this?

The first pot of boiled leaves! The second pot of boiled radish! The third pot is even more outrageous! Who brought the water to the pot? There's nothing in the water! Rychagov can look in the mirror with it! (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (To be continued.) )