Hearing the political commissar say this, everyone was more careful, whether they should eat it or not.

The brigade commander saw that everyone was still not eating, so he beckoned, "What, what the political commissar said still doesn't work?" If you are not active in eating, and you have brain problems, eat quickly. ”

The two chiefs said so, and everyone didn't dare to slack off, and they ate one after another.

The political commissar looked at Zhao Xiaolin's plate with a little vegetarian dish, not even a bit of meat, and immediately greeted: "Comrade Xiaolin, isn't this meal to your liking?" Why did you only eat some vegetarian dishes? ”

Zhao Xiaolin hurriedly explained, "Comrade Political Commissar, I don't have much appetite today, so I can't eat. ”

The political commissar knew that Zhao Xiaolin was a reporter from the military newspaper and did not belong to his own management, so he didn't say anything with the posture of his superiors, besides, he didn't dare to speak with the posture of his superiors, the pen can be in Zhao Xiaolin's hands, this kind of person is still available, "That's right, Xiao Meng makes noodles, you can also eat it, mushroom chicken leg noodles, the taste is definitely not bad." ”

When Zhao Xiaolin heard this, she became excited, "Really? ”

Zhao Xiaolin couldn't eat at noon, definitely not because of Tepei's poor food, on the contrary, because Tepei's food was so good, there was meat every day, and for the soldiers who were overloaded with training every day, this meal was quite good. But for Zhao Xiaolin, who sits in the office every day and sells off the pen, this meal is really tired, it's okay to eat one or two meals, but if you eat too much, there will inevitably be a little food in your stomach, so you can't eat.

When I heard that there were light noodles, or noodles made by Meng Chuan himself, I would inevitably be a little excited.

At this moment, Meng Chuan happened to come over with a dining cart, "The noodles are here, and the chiefs will taste them slowly." ”

With the noodle bowl brought to the dining table, the noodles inside have also become the focus of onlookers, the meat and vegetables are suitable, especially the colors inside are more colorful and diverse, even the most ordinary noodles, there is a fragrant taste coming from the heart, it is obviously a bowl of very ordinary mushroom chicken leg noodles, but everyone feels that it is not simple.

The brigade commander had been looking forward to this bowl of noodles for a long time, and immediately picked up a bowl, "I want to see how delicious Xiao Meng's cooking is." ”

Picked a chopstick noodle, the brigade commander sucked it directly into his mouth, the smooth noodles chewed not to mention how refreshing, especially there is a faint fragrance inside, this fragrance is a bit like sesame oil as tempting, but absolutely not, but obviously there are no special ingredients in it, why does it taste so fragrant.

One bite after another, the brigade commander didn't care about eating other side dishes at all, and he ate three times and five divided by two noodles, which made everyone feel very surprised, and the political commissar asked in a low voice: "Brigade commander, why do you just eat noodles and not vegetables, the broccoli, tomatoes and mushrooms in it taste good." ”

The political commissar's question made the brigade commander suddenly sober up, and when he saw that his noodle bowl had bottomed out, he was also stunned, "I ate a bite of noodles just now, and I thought the noodles were very delicious, so I ate two more bites, but I didn't expect to finish the noodles, haha, Xiao Meng, you are not kind, why are you so noodles in a bowl of noodles." ”

The political commissar coughed, "Brigade Commander, there are a lot of noodles in this bowl, do you want me to ask Xiao Meng to bring you a bowl." ”

The brigade commander hurriedly nodded and agreed: "Of course, how can a bowl of noodles be full, but I have to finish the bowl first, and then I can't waste it." ”

Meng Chuan was not surprised when he saw the brigade commander like this, he had become accustomed to cooking by himself, and decisively brought another bowl to the brigade commander.

The brigade commander didn't have time to worry about anything else now, and when he was eating the chicken thighs, he fell into the delicacy of the chicken thighs again, which looked quite oily, but he didn't feel any greasy taste when he ate them, and the only thing he could feel was the tender meat and the wonderful taste that had penetrated into the meat.

In eating broccoli, the broccoli boiled in salt water is green and moving, because there is no more seasoning to cook, so its own fragrance still exists, and when you eat it, in addition to the refreshing taste, it is full of fragrance, not to mention how comfortable it feels.

Shiitake mushrooms and tomato slices also have their own flavors, and the brigade commander who ate them couldn't believe that this was a noodle made in less than half an hour.

It's no wonder that the political commissar and Deputy Brigade Commander Wang are so full of praise for Meng Chuan's cooking, as far as food is concerned, Meng Chuan's cooking skills are really godlike.

Meng Chuan saw that several leaders were eating in large gulps, while Zhao Xiaolin looked at him with a longing expression, and hurriedly brought a bowl of noodles over, "Comrade Zhao Xiaolin, I see that there are no dishes on your plate, is it that Tepei's rice is not used to eating?" Why don't you eat a bowl of noodles first to cushion your stomach? ”

Zhao Xiaolin saw the appearance of the brigade commander eating, and knew how delicious it was without thinking about it, so she hurriedly took it, "Thank you, Tepei's food is really good, but I can't eat too oily." ”

Just as Zhao Xiaolin was speaking, Deputy Brigade Commander Wang also put down the bowl and wiped his mouth, "Xiao Meng, just this bowl of noodles, don't change it for a Peking duck, you see if there are any noodles, you are serving me a bowl." ”

Meng Chuan laughed, "Deputy Brigade Commander Wang, the noodles are enough, I'll go back to the kitchen." ”

When the political commissar heard this, he hurriedly put down his chopsticks, "Xiao Meng, I'm giving me two bowls of noodles, don't want chicken legs, the white water surface will be done, this noodle is simply delicious." ”

The brigade commander also said after drinking the noodle soup: "I either have big eyes and small appetite, or I am bringing me a bowl, and I can even eat the soup and water, Xiao Meng, also help me add a bowl of noodles." ”

The other leaders who didn't eat noodles really didn't understand, what was wrong with the chiefs, how to eat bowls of noodles was the same as eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, although this noodles looked really a bit level, but it wasn't like they ate like this.

Deputy Brigade Commander Wang smiled awkwardly when he saw that everyone was looking at him in surprise, "Everyone don't care about me, you continue to eat, I eat roughly, I love to eat this bite." ”

Today's noon meal is really tired of Meng Chuan, after Deputy Brigade Commander Wang finished eating, he didn't feel particularly full, but he was embarrassed to say, so he had to point to Meng Chuan's bowl.

After Meng Chuan saw it, he went back to the kitchen and made a bowl for Deputy Brigade Commander Wang, each of whom ate three bowls of noodles on average, which also opened the eyes of the leaders, it turned out that the chief likes to eat noodles so much, it seems that when you have a meal in the future, you don't have to worry about what to do, just serve a big bowl of noodles, and ensure that the kind that is enough can definitely meet their hearts.

After eating and drinking, the brigade commander breathed a sigh of relief, "Xiao Meng, your cooking skills really opened my eyes, no wonder they all said that they would rather eat the noodles you made than eat the delicacies of the mountains and seas, how can the delicacies of the mountains and seas be as comfortable as this bowl of noodles." ”

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