But before he could speak, the others had already started eating a white and fat steamed bun, and the rest of the work, only Changsun Chong did it alone, and he forced the hot steamed buns to be put on the board one by one.

While eating, Li Yexu took one and said, "Brother Eldest Sun, I'll send it to General Li to taste!" "In the barracks, there are only superiors and subordinates, and there is no seniority.

"Then you take a few more!" The eldest grandson reminded him, picked up the basin on the side, put four steamed buns, and one pot was full, which shows how big the steamed buns are.

Li Jing said that he was busy with military affairs, and at night he kept staring at the map, looking for several most favorable terrain, striving to achieve victory as soon as possible and reduce losses.

Hearing the news from the guards, he asked Li Yexu to come in, and saw that there were hot steamed buns in the basin that Li Yexu was carrying, which was bigger than the steamed buns in Pingyue, and they were white.

"Steamed buns today?" Li Jing was curious, because he was leaving today, and he had prepared dry food for two days yesterday, and he would not steam steamed buns today, so after Li Jing was curious, he thought that someone had disobeyed the military order, and his face darkened.

Li Yexu saw that his grandfather's expression was wrong, and immediately explained: "This is the eldest grandson's brother using the potion of raw bean sprouts, steamed steamed buns, only half a small pot of flour, steamed steamed buns in six steamers, several times more than before. ”

When Li Jing heard this, he felt that this matter was promising, stood up and walked to Li Yexu's side, reached out and took a steamed bun, and took a bite, well, it was better than the steamed buns he had eaten before.

"Take me to see it!" Li Jing put down the steamed buns, if there was a simpler solution to the problem of eating, Li Jing would be happy to see it, in fact, he also knew that the amount of food provided now could only make these big-bellied strong men eat seven points full. Now it's just a hurry, no fighting, it's such a ration, in fact, he also hopes that the soldiers below can eat and drink enough.

"Yes!" Li Yexu walked in front and took Li Jing to find Changsun Chong, who was about to eat with steamed buns.

The hard-pressed eldest grandson Chong finally packed up the steamed buns in the steamer and put them on the board, and just wanted to eat, Li Jing came.

"Chong'er, how long does it take for you to steam steamed buns? How much flour is used? Li Jing's brows stretched, looking at the hundreds of steamed buns on the board.

"It took less than an hour and a half to make noodles, plus half an hour to make noodles and half an hour to steam steamed buns. As for the flour, about five catties were used. The eldest grandson Chong looked at the flour bag on the side and estimated it.

Li Jing was shocked, five catties of flour, steamed more than 100 big steamed buns, and it took so little time, if he could, he could steam the steamed buns every night in the future, so that there was no need to eat hard flatbread during the day.

"But what the bean sprouts did before?" Li Jing asked softly, looking at Changsun Chong with sharp eyes, but whenever Changsun Chong said half a lie, Li Jing would personally go up and beat Changsun Chong.

Changsun Chong nodded and said, "Yes, General, the little one just wanted to test it, but I didn't expect the steamed steamed buns to be so big and so fast." ”

"Have you eaten any discomfort?" Li Jing asked.

Cheng Chumo picked his teeth with his fingers and said: "General, I have eaten three of them, and there is nothing to do at all, although I let the whole battalion eat steamed buns, I don't want to eat the big cake with a rough throat." ”

Foodies, others despise in their hearts, and they only ate two.

Li Jing directly ignored Cheng Chumo, looked at the others, and felt that this steamed bun was fine, but for the sake of prudence, he still had to observe it a few more times, and even called the military medical hall to come over to check the pulse of a few people.

For five days in a row, there was no bad thing, Li Jing began to promote the method of steaming steamed buns in the whole army, and for a time, everyone who served as a soldier was well fed and was very grateful to General Li.

In the end of the battle, the bones withered, and they charged into battle, I don't know if they can come back alive, but no matter what, it's better to be a full ghost than a starving ghost.

Cheng Chumo took the steamed bun and stuffed it into his arms, and the eldest grandson Chong got goosebumps on his head and asked, "Can't you wrap it in a handkerchief and put it in the blanket like the virtuous brother of karma?" ”

This old Cheng family is a resolute supporter of "not doing anything clean, eating no disease", Cheng Chumo grinned and said: "Where are there so many rules, put it on me, it's not dirty!" ”

Changsun Chong raised his eyes to look at the others again, and it seemed that many people had put the steamed buns directly in the blanket with dry food on their bodies and carried them diagonally on their bodies.

The eldest grandson hurriedly wrote a letter to Kyoto, giving each person a clean men's cloth and a piece of oiled paper, which could be reused. Changsun Chong didn't want these people to get sick before they went to the battlefield.

Li Jing wrote five letters, which were sent to the hands of several other large armies, and the food in the army was much better in an instant, and the whole army was full of morale.

Changsun Chong showed his hand, and the guys who originally looked down on Changsun Chong in their hearts suddenly threw themselves to the ground for the five bodies that Changsun Chong admired. Now no matter how big or small things are, come and ask Changsun Chong.

It's okay to eat steamed buns all day, and after the oil paper arrived, Changsun Chong paid attention to it, and the men prepared the second dry food the night before. Changsun Chong asked people to cut it on the side of the steamed bun, sandwiched a thin layer of thin slices of meat and bean sprouts in the middle, and a super steamed bun burger was ready, and then wrapped it in oiled paper, so that the dishes inside would not fall out, and it was also hygienic.

Because the supply of oil paper is limited, the eldest grandson Chong explained that the oil paper should be reused, and after everyone eats, they should put away the oil paper, and wait until the next time they receive the meal, they will not give the oil paper.

Among them, there was a man in his forties, who admired Changsun Chong very much, and said with a smile: "Captain Changsun, you have a lot of ideas, with this steamed hamburger, it will save a lot, and it can also make the soldiers eat better." The little one has been a guy in the barracks for more than 20 years, and he can't even remember that his head was really kicked by a donkey. ”

"Hehe, this is nothing, wait a few days, I want to make something better, suppress hunger, but the size is small and easy to carry." The eldest grandson Chong thought of biscuits, it was not difficult to make things, and now there was no real war, so there was still time to cook; If there is an urgent war and the fight is not finished, you can't eat, and you don't have time to cook, then the temporary biscuits can be put on top to replenish your strength at any time.

If it's a war, there's no food. Although the Super Manju Burger can also be carried, when the weather is hot, the dishes inside cannot be stored for a long time, so it is urgent to make a food that is shelf-stable and easy to preserve.

Changsun Chong has no experience in leading troops to fight, and he doesn't have that ability, but if he manages the Huotou Battalion well, he can do this well, and now that he has room to cheat, it will be even easier.

As for the production of biscuits, although it is not possible to make those dazzling types of modern biscuits, the most basic satiety and long storage time are not difficult, and it can be done.

followed to the steppe Turks, estimated that the opportunity to go into battle to kill the enemy was very few, or even none, he could only use his brains more on his own work in the Huotou battalion, strive to make great contributions, and go to the grassland in vain.

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