Chapter 20: Appreciation (Part II)

Meng Chuan didn't leave the kitchen immediately, since he wanted to eat pilaf, he had to have a mutton soup and side dishes, the mutton soup was ready-made, so he just had to mix it with a side dish. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The most typical side dish with pilaf is 'spicy red', which is: peeled sprouts (onions), green peppers, and tomatoes.

Meng Chuan took a few onions and green peppers, first cut them into shreds, then cut the tomatoes into pieces, and mixed them with salt, vinegar, and chili oil, and it was done.

Don't look at this side dish with all the accessories, but the combined taste is really unusual, especially the vinegar-soaked onions, which are really a must to eat with pilaf, not to mention how beautiful the taste is.

Zhou Dakang saw Meng Chuan mixing such a side dish, and hurriedly asked, "Who are you eating this side dish for?" It won't be for the division commander. ā€

Meng Chuan nodded, "Yes, it's for the division commander." ā€

Zhou Dakang pointed to the spicy red skin in this basin and said, "You just take this side dish that doesn't even have a main dish for the teacher to eat?" If you let the division commander see it, he must think that we can't even afford to eat food. ā€

Meng Chuan said: "Squad leader, that's not what I said, I eat pilaf with this side dish, you don't have this taste with other side dishes, besides, I am the deputy of our cooking class, can I still pit our cooking class." ā€

Zhou Dakang thought about it, yes, Meng Chuan can't pit the cooking class, since Meng Chuan is so confident, let's try it. So he said: "Okay, this side dish will be placed next to the pilaf first, and if the leader doesn't eat it, he must not serve it." ā€

Meng Chuan nodded and said, "Okay, anyway, even if the leader doesn't eat it, the soldiers will eat it, so let's put it there first." ā€

Meng Chuan took out the basin with 'spicy red', Zhang Yuanshun saw this side dish, and asked suspiciously: "Deputy class, is there a problem with your cold side dish, why didn't you see the main dish?" ā€

Meng Chuan said with a smile: "This side dish is like this, is the leader's meal ready?" ā€

Zhang Yushun nodded and said, "The meal is ready, but let's just serve it to them?" Or wait for the squad leader's dishes to come up and serve them over? ā€

Meng Chuan said: "Let's serve it first, the squad leader's dishes will have to wait for a while, and the leaders can't be allowed to sit here." ā€

Zhang Yuanshun agreed: "Okay, then let's go first." ā€

There are not many leaders, and there are only a dozen or so in total, just when the tables of a class are full, Zhang Yuanshun pushed the dining cart over, and Meng Chuan said: "Chiefs, eat some pilaf first, and the dishes will come up immediately." ā€

The deputy division commander smelled the smell of pilaf and said with a smile: "In my opinion, you will be full after eating pilaf, what other dishes do you eat, by the way, little soldier, what is your recipe for noon?" ā€

Meng Chuan said: "Because today is the National Day, we have added two meat dishes, and today at noon, there are six dishes and one soup, which are pork and cabbage stewed vermicelli, sweet and sour pork ribs, braised pork, fried shredded potatoes, fried cabbage, spicy red salad side dishes, and mutton soup." ā€

When the division commander heard this recipe, he nodded with satisfaction, "The meal is very good, there are meat and vegetarian dishes, and the combination is even, and now it's time for the meal, these dishes should be fried, right?" ā€

When Meng Chuan heard the words of the division commander, he immediately stopped talking, and thought to himself: "The dish must have been fried, but it is a big pot dish for the soldiers to eat, and the stir-fried vegetables for you are still fried in the pot." ā€

The division commander saw Meng Chuan's expression and said with a smile: "Little soldier, needless to say, I know that the dishes are fried, you see, the rice is ready, and the dishes must be fried, let's go, take us to see what kind of dishes the soldiers eat." ā€

The company commander hurriedly said: "Chief, this dish must be fried, or let's eat first, and after eating, just ask the soldiers how they eat." ā€

The deputy division commander also understood what this little company commander meant, that is, he didn't want to let himself eat a big pot of dishes, so he smiled and said, "Okay, I announce, let's have pilaf at noon today." Then he picked up a spoon and scooped it into his mouth.

When everyone saw that the leaders were moving, they also picked up their spoons and began to eat pilaf.

Meng Chuan came behind the company commander and asked in a low voice, "Company commander, what should you do, are you still stir-frying?" ā€

The company commander pondered for a moment and said, "Let's fry it out, anyway, this bowl of pilaf will definitely not be enough, let Zhou Dakang hurry up." ā€

Meng Chuan hurriedly withdrew and asked Zhang Yuanshun to go to the back kitchen, comrade Zhou Dakang to fry quickly.

The deputy division commander just ate a bite of pilaf, and was stunned immediately, the taste of rice and the aroma of meat are perfectly integrated, obviously eating a mouthful of rice, but feeling that he has eaten a mouthful of fragrant meat, and this rice is not soft or hard, steaming is just right, the most important thing is that this pilaf is not greasy at all, take a bite, and then want to eat a second bite, it is really perfect.

The deputy division commander was like Columbus discovering the New World, and he was very interested in Meng Chuan, who made this pilaf, and the deputy division commander beckoned and said, "Little soldier, come here." ā€

Meng Chuan heard the deputy division commander calling him, hurriedly went over, and said, "Chief, you call me." ā€

The deputy division commander pointed to this pilaf and said, "Little soldier, are you really making this pilaf?" ā€

Meng Chuan nodded and said, "This pilaf is indeed made by me." ā€

The deputy division commander nodded approvingly and said: "Little soldier, this pilaf is really good, the best pilaf I have ever eaten, little soldier, what is your name, and what year did you join the army?" ā€

Meng Chuan hurriedly said: "My name is Meng Chuan, and I joined the army this year. ā€

The deputy division commander looked at Meng Chuan's rank of corporal and said, "College students directly recruited non-commissioned officers?" ā€

Meng Chuan nodded and said, "Yes." ā€

"Cooked?" The deputy division commander then asked.

Meng Chuan couldn't say that he hadn't cooked before, otherwise this pilaf would be difficult to explain, so he said: "I used to make it at home." ā€

The deputy division commander nodded and said: "The future is terrifying, your skills are really very good, are you interested in coming to the division headquarters to do it, whether it is manpower or ingredients, it is much stronger than this motorized infantry company." ā€

When Meng Chuan heard the words of the deputy division commander, he immediately remembered the task requirements, and obtained the position of cooking squad leader within a month, if he could mix with the squad leader this time, wouldn't this task be passed, and the main dish recipe would be unlocked, and this opportunity could not but be seized.

So Meng Chuan said: "Report to the chief, if it is the position of squad leader, then I will go, if not, then I will not go." ā€

When the company commander heard Meng Chuan's words, he hurriedly reprimanded: "Xiao Meng, pay attention to your attitude. ā€

When the deputy division commander heard Meng Chuan's words, he smiled, "Comrade Xiao Meng, you must know that at least all of you are sergeants in the cooking class of the division headquarters, and there are even many sergeant majors. ā€

Hearing the words of the deputy division commander, Meng Chuan knew that there was no play, and the sergeant major, who had been working for more than ten years, was also doing miscellaneous work in the cooking class of the division headquarters, so he was a corporal in the past, wouldn't he still raise pigs, no, the division headquarters didn't need to raise pigs, so he was a sweeper and cleaned up the table in the past, why be so aggrieved, it is better to be a staple food in Mobu Lian. So Meng Chuan said: "Since the chief said so, then I'd better keep the Mobu Company." ā€

When the deputy division commander heard Meng Chuan's words, he was also shocked, even if it was a cooking class in the division headquarters, his status was much higher than that of others, and many regiment and battalion commanders came to the division headquarters canteen to eat, and they had to shout at the master for cooking, but this kid actually refused.

The deputy division commander smiled: "It seems that Comrade Xiao Meng's attitude is very resolute? I'm giving you a chance, do you want to come to the cooking class of the division. ā€

Meng Chuan still said the same thing, "If you are not the squad leader, you won't come." ā€

The company commander's instructor didn't dare to interject anyway, Meng Chuan was dying by himself, and he couldn't keep it.

The deputy division commander was not angry, picked up the spoon and continued to eat pilaf, and the atmosphere was suddenly stagnant.

Maybe the pilaf was too delicious, the deputy division commander didn't speak after eating a plate of pilaf, and after eating the last grain of rice, the deputy division commander suddenly opened his mouth and said: "Xiao Ding, arrange it, Xiao Meng will be the squad leader of our division's cooking class in the future." ā€

When the head of the logistics department heard the words of the deputy division commander, he nodded and said, "Yes, deputy division commander." ā€

Although the deputy division commander can't manage the cooking class, but the official position is here, if a deputy division commander can't even arrange a small squad leader, then there is no need to mix it up.