Chapter 51: In the sixties and rushing to the 16

In the sixties and rushing to the 16
He Liyuan has always turned Tao Yuan back to the mountain and went to the camp where he was put down.
Tao is willing to take out his handkerchief and help him sweat. "It's hard for you."
"Not hard, I am not tired." He Liyuan looked at him and said, "There may be poisonous insects and poisonous snakes on the mountain. You should not walk around. There is an abandoned temple there. The soldiers are cleaning up. After cleaning up, give it Your medical team lives, and if someone is injured, they will be arranged there, but you can sleep with me at night."
"You don't have to worry about me." Tao smiled and said, "If snakes and poisonous insects see me, they will definitely run away. But I have medicine, absolutely don't let them escape, grab them all and bring them back to make wine."
"You..." He Liyuan listened even more uneasy. He said seriously, "Let them run away. Don't grab it. If you bite it, it will hurt if you don't poison it."
"Know it." Tao is willing to promise, "You are going to be busy with you, I will go to the temple to see."
He Li nodded, then turned and left to deploy the battle plan.
Tao wished to walk into the temple himself. The soldiers who were cleaning saw him and greeted him. He smiled and nodded with them.
Although this temple is not large, it is not very small. There are several rooms behind the hall, and there is a small yard in the middle.
Tao is willing to rest on the stone bench in the middle of the yard. After thinking about annihilating the bandits, I must take some time to collect the medicine and then bring it back to cultivate. Although artificially planted, there are no wild herbs that work well. But it is better than nothing. If there were herbs grown in the same year, the mother of the original master would not die.
After the medical team members came up, spray disinfectant syrup everywhere in the temple, and then sprinkle the insecticide ants in the corners. Although the conditions on the mountain are tough, since it is a place for medical treatment, health is still in place.
The next day, the Wolves Squadron took the material ammunition up the mountain and then camped on the other side of the temple. The two squadrons guarded the intersection of two up and down mountains, and the medical team was protected in the middle.
The soldiers sent the boxes of the pottery, and the boxes were heavier, but the things inside were important. Tao is willing to bring some herbs and poisonous snakes back. He can't all put them in space. It will definitely be suspected, so it still depends on the things in the box.
After opening one of the boxes and taking out a few things from it, Tao hopes to lock the box again and then take things out and go out.
Every two days, the local militia will send him some food and meat. They sent a few sheep to the soldiers in good intentions, but the soldiers are eating canteens in the army. You can’t count them. How good the craft can be. The sheep soup that was made yesterday, the smell of the scent goes straight to the head, and Tao is willing to drink it.
In order not to let the remaining two sheep be wasted, Tao is willing to prepare himself.
Originally there were still four left, because the Wolves squadron came, they were divided into two.
The soldiers have already killed the sheep, and they have been cleaned up, waiting for the pottery to cook.
In fact, Tao is willing to let the sheep be disposed of, and when he comes to cook, the soldiers do not have much confidence in him. Because the hands of Tao wish, that is, white and slender, at a glance, I know that it is definitely not the ten fingers.
But he is kind enough to cook for the soldiers, and they are not good to refuse. Anyway, even if it is difficult to eat, it will not be more difficult to eat than the compressed military food. As long as they are cooked, they will certainly be able to eat it.
"Xunzi, lamb, we have all been cleaned up, and the fire you want is also burned." The soldiers saw Tao wishing to come over and habitually stand up straight, as if reporting work.
"Okay, thank you." Tao would like to nod and say, "Do some pies, I cook some mutton soup, and then shred the cake in the soup, even if it is a staple food."
"Good!" The soldiers answered, and they immediately started doing it.
Tao is willing to put the things he brought to the clean wooden board next to it, then roll up the sleeves, start to make the mutton soup, and finally start to roast the whole sheep.
Tao hopes that the food prepared by these soldiers will not taste too good. So he brought some things over and prepared to open a small stove for He Liyuan and himself. If a soldier is injured, he can also help with the sick meal.
剿匪 It may take a long time. There are many people who raise sheep in this area. Tao knows that they can definitely eat mutton, so they are prepared in advance.
After cooking the sheep soup, Tao is willing to start roasting the whole sheep.
Opened a group of wine sent by the local militia, washed the two sheep with wine, and then racked it to the red fire to roast. Tao is willing to call two idle soldiers. After he has applied the spices to the mutton, let them sit and keep turning.
This roast whole sheep is to keep turning, evenly taking two or three hours to taste, the taste will be good.
After an hour or two, the smell of this roasted whole lamb has drifted away.
Soldiers under the big trees, or resting in the camp, smelled the fragrance, and then kept sucking in and looking for the direction of the fragrance.
"smell good!"
"Is this meat baked? Why is it so good, my stomach is called."
"Is our people at the barbecue? So fragrant."
"What you said, this mountain is only our squadron and the squadron of the fierce wolf. Judging from the direction of this scent, it must be that our squadron is roasting."

Who is the turn of the day to cook? How is the craft so good?

"It seems to be Gu Rui and Yan Bin. I remember that they will also make some noodles and cakes. When will they learn to barbecue? It is also a good smell. It is too appetizing."
"What are you doing? Go and see if you don't know!"
"Go, go see!"
"Hey, let's go and see it. It's just smelling this fragrance, and my mouth is going to flow out."
"Go and go, let's go see."
He Liyuan was arranging the task. Several platoon leaders who had listened very seriously, after the smell, began to be absent-minded. They sneaked hard to breathe and smell the scent that came.
He Liyuan certainly smelled it, but he was strong enough, although he felt good, but he was not disturbed. I thought that Tao would complain to him last night, saying that the smell of mutton soup is too big. He wants to make roast lamb and sheep soup himself today. He can already guess that the fragrance is definitely the wish to be a roast sheep, and only him. Have such a good cooking skill.
Seeing that they are all absent-minded, He Liyuan put down a pen and said, "It’s almost time to eat. After dinner, let’s discuss it again."
Several platoon leaders immediately stood up, and when He Liyuan got up and went out, they quickly followed up.
Tao is willing to squat at the edge of the fire, take out a knife, and put a word on the mutton. After observing the extent to which the lamb was cooked, he stood up, turned around, and was shocked by the people behind him, subconsciously taking a step back.
He Liyuan quickly hugged him in a big step.
"You, what is this?" Tao is willing to look at the soldiers around him.
The soldiers did not speak, just watching him smirk.
Tao is willing to look at He Liyuan, He Liyuan gave him a helpless look.
Tao hopes that he can only helplessly say, "I haven't baked yet. You should go to rest first. If you bake it, you will be called."
The soldiers quickly dispersed, and they sat down to find places where they were not far away, and their eyes were fixed on the roast lamb on the fire.
Some soldiers squatted to the soldier who turned the mutton and said, "Are you tired? Do you want me to help you?"
The soldier swallowed his mouth and said, "When you go, there is something to be tired."
Tao wished to shake his head and walked to the side of the tent that was temporarily set up. Open the lid of the cauldron and use the large spoon to fish the miso soup inside.
As soon as the lid was opened, the scent immediately spread, and some soldiers were brought around.
On the other side of the fierce team, they were cooking and cooking, and suddenly asked the smell of the floating, and spent a long time.
"What is this smell? It's so fragrant."
"It seems to be the taste of barbecue." A soldier looked at the processed lamb next to his eyes and said, "Isn’t it going to be the mutton in the Menghu squadron?"
"It must be! It is better to bake it."

Without the spices, there are only a few seasonings that can be baked like them?

"Whatever it is, in the end, it's all right. They can bake so fragrantly. The taste of our roasting will not be too bad. Maybe it's the lamb here."
"Yes! Let's try it too."
"Tell it, do it!"
The time for roasting is almost the same. Tao is willing to let the soldiers put the lamb on a clean wooden board and cut it into even pieces with a large kitchen knife. With so many soldiers, two sheep are definitely not enough to eat. So Tao is willing to let the soldiers make the cake, piled up like a hill.
The soldiers took their own lunch boxes and started to line up early. One person had a lunch box of mutton soup, and then received a small piece of roast lamb, and the scones were enough.
Tao is willing to go with He Liyuan, and there is a small dish of roast lamb, but there are only a few pieces in it.
Put the tableware on the table, Tao will tear the cake into small pieces and throw it into the sheep soup.
"The few sheep were wasted yesterday, and today is not enough to eat." Tao said, "I think they are very fond of eating. I spend money myself to buy some sheep from the local people, let the militia help us, let the soldiers once. Eat enough, or a small piece, not enough to stuff your teeth."
"It is estimated that it is impossible to eat enough." He Liyuan first gave Tao a piece of sandwich, and then he ate a piece of "the taste of your lamb, not eating enough, they may not even sleep well."

"Then let them eat enough, risking their lives to protect their homeland, even the food can not eat well, too unhumanized." Tao said, "I have made a lot of money recently, There is no place to spend, I will pay for them by myself."
The ranks of the squadron of the fierce squadron, Ren Xiuyang, went to the side of Wang Songming and discussed with him "Wang Songming, how about giving you a mutton?"
"Give you a bite? Are you kidding?" Wang Songming looked at him with anticipation. "I have a total of one bite, give you a taste, what do I eat?"
"I don't taste you forever. How do I change this pack of cigarettes with you? This is a good smoke!"
"Go and go, go, I don't smoke! You just give me ten packs, I don't change."
"Then let me give me a drink, and we are doing it over there. I will not do it later. What are you doing so?"
"I still do it with you?!" Wang Songming stared at him and said, "If you can make this taste, I will tell you the last name?"
"You and his surname?" Gu Yu, the second platoon leader of the squadron, came over. His face was expressionless, but his eyes were very unpleasant. "Why are you going to name him?"
"I didn't want to be with his surname. I mean, if you make the soup, the taste is good with our nephew, I will follow his surname." Wang Songming explained, "This is what our squadron leader Xunzi personally did, I am I have never had such a good soup in my life!"
"Is that the nephew who keeps your leg?" Gu Yu also asked, "Is it really so delicious?"
"I don't believe you have a taste, but don't drink too much, I am not enough." Wang Songming grew up with him since he was a child. When he lived with him, he went more. He didn't despise him to drink his soup.
"Hey, are you so eccentric?" Ren Xiuyang said unhappyly, "Is it great to grow up together?"
Gu Yu took a small soup with the lunch box he handed over.
Ren Xiuyang hurriedly asked, "How is the taste? Is it good?"
Gu Yu’s thumbs up
absolutely affordable, the best soup in my life.

Ren Xiu’s heart is more itchy, but his face is an unbelievable expression.
Can you have such a good drink? You don’t give me a taste, I don’t believe it anymore.

"You love it or not." Wang Songming rolled his eyes.
"Your cake is also made by your nephew?" Ren Xiuyang asked.
"The pie is made by Yan Bin, and there are still more. Do you want it? Take it." Wang Songming showed a generous look.
"Then you let me get some soup, I will try the taste." Ren Xiuyang said.
"When you do, you have less touch." Wang Songming was entangled in him.
Ren Xiuyang tore the piece of cake, dipped it in Wang Songming's lunch box, put it in his mouth and savored it, and immediately opened his eyes. "It's really good, this taste, how is it done so well?"
Wang Songming said with pride: "The craft of our nephew, can it be bad? Not only save people, but also do cooking."
Gu Yu’s mouth was smiling and he looked at him with a look of pride.
The squadron of the fierce wolf also opened the meal.
Ren Xiuyang took his own lunch box and couldn’t wait to run the soup. But when he smelled it, he couldn’t help but complain,
How is it so embarrassing? The soup on the other side of the house has no smell at all.

The soldier in charge of cooking said, "The platoon leader, we have tried our best, you will drink it."
Ren Xiuyang barely drank the soup. When he got into his mouth, he immediately squirted out. "What is this taste? How can it be so difficult to drink, even if you don’t let anything go, it’s not so hard to drink?!"
"We have never done mutton soup, just do it."
"Isn't this a bad thing? If you forget it, don't you also roast the lamb? Let me have a taste."
The soldiers immediately took the roasted lamb out.
"So black?!" Ren Xiuyang said with big eyes, "Do you roast meat or charcoal?!"
"The platoon leader, we tried our best, but this heat is really difficult to master." The soldier said with regret.
Ren Xiuyang is completely tempered. "Can you have something to eat?"
"We also made noodles," the soldier said.
Ren Xiuyang’s face was handed over to the lunch box.
Ren Xiuyang took the noodles and walked to the side of Gu Yu, sighed and sighed.
"You said, I am writing a report now, apply to go to the Yonghu Squadron, can you still have time?" Ren Xiu Yang Ming asked.
"To apply so well, I have already passed." Gu Yu said quietly.
"唉~" Ren Xiuyang sighed again. "Wang Songming, the kid, luck is good, can follow the squadron, the future is definitely better than the two."
"There are different lives, and the most important thing is to work your own."
"Are we still not working hard enough?" Ren Xiuyang screamed at the corner of his mouth and said, "Is this exercise, if we are desperate enough, can we get the chance of this mission? Originally, this squad leader should be yours. he……."
Some words are not good, but they also affect the mood. Gu Yu is silent and does not speak. Ren Xiuyang has not finished speaking. 2k novel reading network