"This stewed chicken with mountain fruit is a dish that my Chen family has never passed on, I will show you a hand today, I will open my eyes and see it carefully, I can only do it once, if you don't see it clearly, it will be your loss" Chen Yunfeng, who was ruddy-faced, stood in the steamy kitchen with a big apron and gestured to a few cooks, if it weren't for the fact that there was a shackle nailed to his two feet, no one would have thought that this guy who looked good at eating and drinking, fat and strong would actually be a prisoner of the Japanese.

Raised by the Japanese army to eat and drink well, and there are Japanese women who accompany the bed at night, Chen Yunfeng has been happy like a fairy these days, early this morning from Taiyuan came a few people from the special high class to interrogate him, Chen Yunfeng, who usually looks soft and collapsed, but rarely hardened, he has to eat lunch, he will explain everything he knows to the people of the special high class, and this lunch must be in charge of his own cooking, the reason is very simple, he can't trust those cooks, he is afraid that someone will poison him.

The people of the special high class should not have agreed to Chen Yunfeng's request, but after learning about Chen Yunfeng's performance in the past few days from the garrison, combined with Chen Yunfeng's greed for life and fear of death, the people of the special high class did not think that this fat man could play any tricks, so they generously agreed to Chen Yunfeng's request, and also brought suitable raw materials according to the list listed by Chen Yunfeng.

With the kitchen knife in hand, Chen Yunfeng seemed to be back in the back hall of the restaurant, familiar with the fire, familiar dishes, familiar taste, Chen Yunfeng, who was in a good mood, simply talked about his family heirloom dishes for several cooks in the kitchen while cooking by himself. This stewed chicken with mountain fruit is indeed Chen Yunfeng's family's non-secret vegetable, the chicken is the kind of egg-laying hen raised by the local people, and the mountain fruit is the kind of small berries that are common in the mountains around Yuncheng, this berry is dark purple when it is ripe, and the taste is sweet and sour, but Chen Yunfeng asked the Japanese army to bring these are light red and not yet ripe.

"The most important thing about my stewed chicken with mountain fruit is this wild fruit, but it's a pity that it's only in April, and this fruit won't be ripe until May, so let's make a little more alive today" Chen Yunfeng put the chicken pieces marinated in soy sauce and ingredients into the pot and stir-fried, and the fragrance came out in just a few clicks, and the two Japanese soldiers guarding the kitchen door swallowed their saliva vigorously, staring at the wok on the stove with blazing eyes, and had the idea of feasting for a while.

"There are two ways to eat this stewed chicken with mountain fruits, one is when the chicken pieces are about to come out of the pot, add the mountain fruits and simmer, and the taste is sweet and spicy after the pot. The other is that when the chicken pieces are out of the pot and eaten, the juice of the mountain fruit is poured on the chicken pieces, and the taste becomes sweet and sour" Saying this, Chen Yunfeng tasted the taste of the soup with a frying spoon, and added some salty salt after tasting it lightly, and then stir-fried it for a while and then came out of the pot.

"It's done" Chen Yunfeng took off his apron and threw it on the table, and walked out of the kitchen with the four dishes he had just fried on a food plate. "Nine turns of large intestine, stewed chicken with mountain fruits, sesame fragrant pork ribs, sour sauce fish" Chen Yunfeng introduced the dishes he made to the special high class agents who had already sat down, and there was pride in his tone, when Chen Yunfeng followed his own Lao Tzu to learn dishes, he Lao Tzu told him that a good cook is not to see how many dishes you can cook, but to see whether your guests like to eat the dishes you make.

"Don't worry, this stewed chicken with mountain fruit is not eaten like this" Without waiting for the people in the special high school class to get off the chopsticks, Chen Yunfeng poured the small bowl of freshly squeezed mountain juice on the chicken nuggets, and the hot and spicy chicken nuggets were paired with sweet and sour juice, exuding a sweet taste. "What, you're afraid I'll be poisoned?" Seeing that no one in the special high class put down their chopsticks, Chen Yunfeng smiled and tasted a piece of each dish. Regardless of whether others eat it or not, Chen Yunfeng poured himself a drink and ate it, and he ate a lot of the stewed chicken with mountain fruits.

Seeing that Chen Yunfeng had already moved his chopsticks, the suspicious agents of the special high school class were relieved, and in the laughter and slapstick of the Japanese women who accompanied the wine, they stretched out their chopsticks and ate the dishes made by Chen Yunfeng. Not to mention, Chen Yunfeng looked fat and fat, the dishes were done well, a few glasses of wine were down, the guys in the special high school class were very happy, the speed of the chopsticks was rainy, and the vegetables full of four sea bowls were eaten by them, if it weren't for a large pot of noodles in the back, Chen Yunfeng, who had made a lot of efforts to cook, would probably not be able to eat enough.

The meal was also cooked, the dishes were eaten, and Chen Yunfeng had a new request, he wanted to drink tea, and it had to be tea made from freshly sprouted elm leaves. "You don't understand, this is called bitter tea, soaked in water with the young leaves of the elm tree, my grandfather drank this thing for a lifetime, and finally lived to be 93 years old, this is a good thing" Chen Yunfeng held a bowl of elm leaf boiled water and shook his head, those guys from the special high school only tasted it, and they couldn't stand the bitter taste, just for their so-called face, they swallowed it.

"Mr. Chen, we don't have much time to drink tea with you here, as long as you tell us what you know, we will provide you with the best tea" Takao Tanaka, who led the team to Yuncheng, looked at the big bowl of yellow-green soup on the table with palpitations, he really couldn't think of how this fat man drank this kind of thing, the soup in that bowl looked like something vomited by a typhoid patient, it was really disgusting.

"What do you want to know?" Chen Yunfeng held his big bowl and nested in the Taishi chair, and a Japanese woman stood behind him gently massaging his shoulders, looking lazy like a rich landlord.

"Where are the people who attacked the Yuncheng airport? Who are they? How many? What weapons? Takao Tanaka took out a pack of cigarettes, took out one and threw it to Chen Yunfeng, since Chen Yunfeng had promised to want them to surrender, Takao Tanaka didn't mind that the conversation with Chen Yunfeng was not an interrogation, but more like a family affair. In fact, senior agents like Takao Tanaka, who have received special training from the headquarters of the special high school and even the German intelligence services, are very good at interrogating prisoners, and can analyze the information they want from the words and phrases inadvertently confided by the interrogators.

"Mr. Chen, it's very bad for you to be like this, we treat you as a friend, but you are prevaricating us, it's not good" Seeing that Chen Yunfeng only cared about drinking the water boiled from the elm leaves, and refused to say a word, Takao Tanaka shook his head and beckoned two Japanese soldiers with meaty faces to come in. Takao Tanaka objected to the use of torture during the interrogation, he just wanted to put a little pressure on Chen Yunfeng, and sure enough, the appearance of the two Japanese soldiers caused Chen Yunfeng to panic, this fat man was afraid of being tortured.

"Mr. Chen, before we came to Yuncheng, our people in Chongqing had already spread the news that you had surrendered to us after you were captured, think about it, can you still go back to the military commander? They will shoot you as soon as they see you, to them, you are a traitor" Takao Tanaka took out a lighter and lit a cigarette for Chen Yunfeng, who was pale and sweating, and continued, "Therefore, you can only find a way out if you take refuge in us, join us in the Imperial Japanese Army, because we will protect you from being killed by the military commander's hoe team."

"They live in ,,," Looking at the oceans that Tanaka put on the table, Chen Yunfeng's voice became lower and lower, and Tanaka Takao couldn't hear it clearly at all, but Chen Yunfeng's mind seemed to be all on those oceans, Tanaka Takao had to move his chair forward, leaned his head over, and tried his best to figure out what Chen Yunfeng said. An "ah" scream came from Tanaka's mouth, and one of his ears was bitten in his mouth by Chen Yunfeng, not only that, but Chen Yunfeng also grabbed the tin wine jug on the table and smashed Tanaka's head vigorously.

"You Japanese are all fools" Chen Yunfeng, who was pressed to the ground after being torn apart, grinned vigorously with a big mouth full of blood, "Grandpa, I don't do good Chinese, why do you want to be your Japanese dog?" You stupid Japanese have been deceived by my grandfather, Lao Tzu has been a cook for more than ten years, just serving others, a few days in your life is the most lively life in my life, eating and drinking every day, you Japanese woman Lao Tzu is asleep, Lao Tzu has not lived in vain in this life" Chen Yunfeng, who was pressed to the ground, became smaller and smaller, and black blood began to appear in his mouth.

"It's not good, this guy has taken poison" Takao Tanaka, who had one of his ears bitten off, didn't care about treating his wounds, and hurriedly called the military doctor to treat Chen Yunfeng immediately, but the military doctor didn't know what kind of poison Chen Yunfeng was, and he was sweating and couldn't do it.

"Don't waste that energy, the unripe mountain fruit and the water boiled by the elm leaves are hopeless" Chen Yunfeng endured the sharp pain in his stomach and slowly sat up, "You also ate the stewed chicken with mountain fruit just now, and you all drank the elm water, so none of you want to leave Yuncheng alive" Chen Yunfeng opened his big mouth full of black blood, hahaha laughed non-stop, and Takao Tanaka was chilled when he listened.

A few minutes later, Chen Yunfeng, who had a blue face, finally poisoned himself, such a cook who was afraid of death and pain, a little person who was just temporarily coaxed by the military commander to serve the country, and a civilian who would never appear on the military commander's death list, actually ended his life in such a method, just because he was afraid that he would not be able to resist the torture of the Japanese, and would tell Tang Lei the village where they and the guerrillas were hiding.

It was not until after the end of the war, after receiving a large amount of Japanese information, that the people of the Nationalist Government found this record in a report at the Taiyuan Station of the Special High School: Chen Yunfeng, an intelligence officer of the military command of Yuncheng, had no hope of surviving after being wounded and captured, and poisoned himself and six senior agents of the Special High School with homemade poison, causing the Special High School to track down the attack on the Yuncheng Airport for a time.