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183 Chinese Volunteer Group

What does it taste like to eat a big pot of rice?

Situ Nan has long forgotten everything, he has not eaten a big pot of rice since graduating from college in his previous life, and the only memory he has of a big pot of rice is the university canteen, but the canteen of a certain industrial university where he was at that time left a deep impression on him.

It is said that after he came to the United States to study, the juniors and disciples who came later actually cut a video of Hitler's roar, with subtitles of cursing the canteen, and made a video called "The Führer Scolds a Certain Canteen", which was a joke for a while and widely spread on the Internet. Later, after Situ Nan accidentally saw the news, he laughed until he cramped.

To get back to the point, in the temporary canteen of the Chinese Gongying camp, Situ Nan received a big pot of rice, with fish and meat and white rice, which looked good!

"It tastes good, it's good!" Situ Nan praised, in fact, he was hungry, who told him to visit the Chinese Gongying on a whim!

"The taste is good, but it's not authentic enough!" A man next to him said.

Situ Nan looked back, this person was sturdy, and he looked like a martial artist, but he had a little clear eyebrows and gentle eyes, indicating that this person was not as rude as he appeared.

What surprised Situ Nan the most was that he had a circle of whips coiled around his head, which looked very special among all short-haired Chinese workers, and it felt a little dazzling.

Situ Nan didn't like this person's whip very much, and thought to himself: I have already ordered the Chinese workers to be entertained in the next few days, and I have tasted this dish myself, and it is indeed full of oil and meat, so he couldn't help asking: "Why did this brother say this?" ”

"Nothing. It's that we are all from Shandong, accustomed to Lu cuisine, and the chef who cooks today is estimated to be Cantonese, and the dishes are not quite in line with authentic Lu cuisine. I'm kind of craving a big steamed bun now, but now I'm cooking rice, but it's still better than we were nibbling on bread on the boat! The man touched the oil on his lips and smiled.

"Oh? I see! Situ Nan suddenly realized, so he whispered to Lin Yimin: "According to what he said, give the cooks a wake-up." ”

"Okay." Lin Yimin replied, writing it down in his notebook.

When the whip man saw this scene, he was secretly surprised in his heart, and felt that the heroic man in front of him was not simple, he could enter and leave the Chinese labor camp freely, although he was wearing ordinary clothes, but the pair of expensive leather shoes on his feet had betrayed him.

"Who is he?" Whip Han thought to himself.

"This brother, take the liberty of asking, why do you still have braids on your head? I see your companions have their hair cut short. Situ Nan asked.

"Hey, it's nothing, it's just that it's not very pleasing to the eyes of foreigners, so I deliberately kept it." The pigtailed man smiled indifferently, as if he had already answered the question many times.

"Oh? Would you like to hear more? Situ Nan asked. He thought the other party would get used to it.

"I'm from Weihaiwei, Shandong, my name is Zhang Yanbin, I have read the sage book for two years, I know how to count, and I have taught in primary school for two years. I heard that the British were recruiting workers and the wages were high, so I ran away. When I first arrived, there was a British battalion commander who was very majestic, and he wanted to cut my braids, and I first argued with reason, and then he was about to do it, but I was frightened by my exposed hands. Now that I have moved to the French battalion, the French don't dare to tell me to cut it, hehe, let you laugh. ”

Zhang Yanbin said with a smile. He smiled a little proudly, and he seemed a little proud to make a foreigner acquiesce to the preservation of his braids.

"Oh! I see. Situ Nan couldn't laugh or cry. After chatting with this pigtailed man named Zhang Yanbin for a few words, I found that he really knows a lot of knowledge, and he can be regarded as a cultural person among Chinese workers. According to him, he often helped his fellow villagers write letters, and such a helpful person had a special prestige among Chinese workers.

"So, Mr. Zhang, is he still a teacher in the Chinese labor camp? It's amazing! Situ Nan praised.

"It's not a good idea. Even if you are idle, you will be idle, just teach a few post-natal students to know a few words, and you should pass the loneliness of the journey, and you can't really do it. ”

Zhang Yanbin said embarrassedly, "Is our translator Zhang Bangxian the real teacher?" He is a student of Tsinghua School, a real highly talented student, who often comes to teach his brothers foreigners, and a few clever guys can speak the words of the British. ”

Situ Nan nodded appreciatively, and was about to say something when a slightly childish voice came from behind - "What did Brother Zhang say about me?" ”

said that Cao Cao Cao was coming, as soon as Zhang Bangxian came in, he heard Zhang Yanbin talking about himself, and immediately asked, when he saw Situ Nan, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Mr. Situ, why are you here?" ”

"Can't I be here? I heard about you teaching your brothers a foreign language, well done! Going to other people's places and not understanding other people's languages not only brings communication barriers, but also makes it easy to suffer. You two Mr. Zhang, you are doing a really good job! Situ Nan said as he thought that Zhang Bang would give him a look first.

"What? Do you know each other? ”。 Zhang Yanbin asked.

"Of course I do! I'm from the Chinese Friendship Association here, so I'll stop by and see if there is anything I can do to help my brothers. Situ Nan replied quickly, while giving Zhang Bang a wink, signaling the other party not to reveal his identity.

"Since the two Mr. Zhang are so enthusiastic, why don't we provide them with some teaching materials?" Lin Yimin interjected, looking at Situ Nan inquiringly.

Situ Nan nodded and said, "Yes." I think we can also send some people over to help, and by the way, we can also communicate, so that the brothers in China will not go to Europe and be bullied, two Mr. Zhang, what do you say? ”

"No problem!"

"Good!"

Zhang Bangxian and Zhang Yanbin hurriedly replied.

Situ Nan saw that it was not early, so he hurried for a day, and after going around the Chinese labor camp, he left because there was something else to do.

Looking at the back of Situ Nan leaving, Lin Yimin's appearance of his skills, Zhang Bangxian was still a little strange in his heart, he actually saw Situ Nan twice a day on different occasions, and he didn't figure out what kind of person the other party was from beginning to end.

"Bang Xian, how do you know that Mr. Situ, looking at the attitude of the young man who followed him, you can know that he is not a simple person."

Zhang Yanbin lit a cigarette and spit out the smoke beautifully.

"Where can I be such a character, it's just that people have seen me once." Zhang Bangxian shook his head, thinking to himself, when he came back, the French ** official Raffarin was a lot more enthusiastic about his attitude, probably because of that Mr. Situ, right?

"Oh!" Zhang Yanbin buried his head and took another puff of cigarette, "Like what Mr. Situ said, get some textbooks, open a military academy or something, what do you think?" ”

After all, Zhang Yanbin has been a teacher, and he still has some interest in being a good teacher.

"Good! But it's better to find a few more people, just a few of us have to teach so many brothers to read, it's too difficult, I think we should find more people to do this together! Zhang Bangxian said excitedly.

"Wow! Big steamed buns, big baked cakes! Nine turns of the large intestine! Sweet and sour carp! Braised pork? Having a holiday today? Wang Dashan looked at the rice bowl in the hands of the person next to him who finished cooking, stood on tiptoe and looked at the window in front of him from time to time, while swallowing his saliva hard.

It's really a festive day, and the sumptuous dinner has a smile on everyone's face, and they are laughing and talking about the qiē here in San Francisco that makes them feel fresh and friendly. Some people have never eaten such a delicious dish in their lives, and they slam it into their mouths with a bowl of rice.

Zhang Yanbin looked at the satisfied smiles of these simple men, and felt happy in his heart. Most of tonight's dishes were made by him with more than a dozen good fireheads, all of which were authentic Lu dishes! The fragrant smell of garlic and onions smells like hometown.

This has to start from the afternoon shortly after Situ Nan left, and several trucks came to the camp, which were full of supplies for the past few days.

When Zhang Yanbin walked out with some curiosity, he saw Lin Yimin jumping down from the truck and beckoning him to pass.

"Mr. Zhang, didn't you say that the lunch meal is not authentic? Now that I've brought all the ingredients, it's up to you to do it yourself! ”

In this way, Zhang Yanbin made a temporary cameo appearance in the Huotou Army for a while.

"Hey, big brother braids, let's get a dish, I'm hungry!"

A voice rumbled in Zhang Yanbin's ears, and when he looked up, it turned out to be the black-headed and black-brained Wang Dashan!

"It's you, kid! What is it called, be careful I beat you! Zhang Yanbin deliberately waved the big spoon slowly, while paying attention to Wang Dashan's continuous swallowing of saliva, and the corners of his mouth smiled.

After Wang Dashan finally left satisfied, Zhong Xiu was next.

"Ah Xiu, come over at night, I have something to look for you." Zhang Yanbin said.

"Oh! Got it. Zhong Xiu replied lightly, walking back.

In the evening, the whole camp was jubilant, and a line of cars drove in, and large and small bags of goods were unloaded from the cars. French commander El? Raffarin finally appeared, his expression a little gloomy, his steps not as calm as usual, but a little frivolous, but he still tried to hold his chest and strain his face, trying to make himself look as majestic as possible.

After a tense and orderly formation of the team, the team was reprimanded by the officers, and the scene finally recovered a little bit of the solemn atmosphere of the battlefield. Raffarin walked to the front of the line with satisfaction and said loudly: "Thank you to our American allies, to the zealous people in San Francisco, who have brought rich condolences that are a sign of trust in us and support for our just cause." ”

Zhang Bang first acted as the interpreter of the battalion, and after Raffarin finished speaking, he would translate it, but his voice was in the development stage, and it was very harsh like a rooster's voice, and his voice was not loud enough, so he found a short and swarthy young man as an artificial megaphone. It worked out really well.

From Kuroko's loud voice, everyone knew that there was a gift to be distributed tonight, and everyone applauded vigorously.

Encouraged by the applause, Raffarin wanted to give an impromptu speech, but when he found that the eyes of the Chinese workers were all on the hill of goods at the front of the procession, he wisely gave up the idea of showing his eloquence.

Well, it's better to hurry up and get some time to go back to the hotel to drink, play with beautiful women or something, thinking of the afternoon meeting, Raffarin is a little unsatisfied. He raised his voice lightly and continued to pull the male voice of the Gallic chicken: "There is also good news to announce, that is, Mr. Lin Yimin, the representative of the North American Chinese Friendship Association who is standing next to me, these goods were also sent by Mr. Lin Yimin to express his condolences to everyone, and now I invite Mr. Lin to speak." ”

Lin Yimin nodded, walked to the front and said: "Compatriots, don't say anything else, just rely on the feat of the big guy to go on an expedition for the country, the big guy can be called a hero!" They are all strong men who stand up to the sky! It's all guys with handles! ”

"Mr. Lin said we are men! It's a gentleman! The sunspot next to him shouted at the tin horn, causing thunderous applause from the audience. Lin Yimin's words resonated with these men in a foreign land, who felt warm, proud, and felt that they were shouldering a sacred mission.

Lin Yimin waved his hand, waited for the audience to calm down, and continued: "In order to better communicate, in order to let everyone adapt to the environment in Europe, our North American Chinese Friendship Association will send a Chinese volunteer group to prepare to help everyone translate, teach everyone some knowledge, and try to solve problems for everyone." So if the big guy has something, you can ask them for help, and they will definitely help! ”

The Chinese Volunteer Group is an unofficial organization, somewhat similar to an organization like the Red Cross, which mainly coordinates the problems of Chinese workers going to Europe and Britain and France, and will not interfere with the Allied command of the Chinese workers' battalions, but the unequal treatment of Chinese workers will be fought for.

After listening to Lin Yimin, although many people were ignorant and didn't know what this Chinese volunteer group did, it did not prevent these mellow men from applauding warmly.

However, Zhang Bangxian and Zhang Yanbin were moved when they heard this, especially Zhang Yanbin, he didn't expect that the young boy who followed Situ Nan during the day turned out to be so good, and he actually stood in front of thousands of people to speak, this is not simple, this treatment is simply the same as that of a judicial official.

Obediently, a subordinate is so powerful, isn't that Mr. Situ even more amazing? Thinking of this, Zhang Yanbin glanced at Zhang Bangxian next to him, and his eyes were a little inquiring and a little reproachful.

Chinese Volunteer Group? Looking at Lin Yimin, who had a colorful face, Raffarin smiled in his heart, it seems that this young Chinese's purpose is not as simple as it seems, right? It is said that they are still going to open a camp school in the Chinese Workers' Camp? But what does it matter to me? I'm just a little major, and a major like me doesn't know how many will die every day? The big people decide the big things, so I'd better live comfortably for a few days!

Lafala left satisfied, leaving his assistant to command Zhang Yanbin, the head of the Chinese workers, Zhang Bangxian and others to distribute the allocated items to each Chinese worker one by one.

183 Chinese Volunteer Group

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