But the instructor still kept an eye on it and said: "This comrade, since it is a competition, then we have to combine the facts, it is not interesting to make a small stove, it is better to compare than a big pot of rice, so that there is no waste of food, and it can also be used as a lunch for the soldiers." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

When the instructor said this, anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was favoring the battalion commander, the big pot of rice is not like the small pot of rice, the difference in color and flavor made of the small pot of rice is relatively large, it is easy to distinguish who is good and who is bad, the big pot of rice is different, and the taste is basically the same, and basically there is no difference.

And here are all people from the independent battalion, if they are referees, they must let the soldiers be the referees, and the soldiers will definitely favor their own battalion commanders and will not favor Meng Chuan.

The battalion commander is not a person who relies on this means to win, and immediately glared at the instructor, "Old partner, don't come up with such a bad idea, I already have an advantage in age and experience, and if you do this, let me be a man." ”

Meng Chuan saw that the battalion commander was quite righteous, so it was not good to directly use Xiaozao to hit his confidence, "I agree with the instructor's words, let's cook in combination with reality, not to cause waste, let's cook a good meal, just enough for the soldiers to eat." ”

The battalion commander saw that Meng Chuan himself agreed, so he didn't say anything, "Okay, let's fry a big pot of vegetables by ourselves, since the dishes are for the soldiers to eat, then let the soldiers be the referees, what do you think?" ”

Meng Chuan nodded, "That's no problem, I agree." ”

In fact, whoever is the referee is the same, Meng Chuan just said a few words to this battalion commander, he can feel that this battalion commander is trustworthy, if he really makes it better than him, then he will definitely not tell nonsense.

It's just that since you want to make a big pot of rice, what is better to do, the big pot rice that is often eaten in the army is potato stew and beef, or it is pork and cabbage stewed vermicelli.

Because these two stews are easy to make, nutritious, and delicious even for average cooks.

The battalion commander naturally chooses the simpler pork and cabbage stewed vermicelli, because the battalion commander is from the Northeast, this kind of dish is the specialty of the Northeast people, and each family has its own different methods, and the ones made are very delicious.

Meng Chuan looked at the ingredients next to the cooking car, and it was still the same three things, potatoes, cabbage, and carrots, these three dishes were durable and hungry, and they were relatively common dishes.

Since the battalion commander has already made stews, if he is making stews himself, the advantage is not obvious, and it seems that he has to find a way to make other dishes.

The big pot dish is more taboo to stir-fry, because it is really physically demanding, and it is very easy to fry the vegetables, generally we eat the big pot dishes, will definitely be mixed with water and stewed, otherwise the fry is not cooked, or it is easy to fry the paste.

Since this is the case, it is better to make a stir-fry by yourself, and it happens that there are three things in front of you, so you can make a meat stir-fried three dings yourself, and let the soldiers eat better.

It didn't matter if the soldiers hated themselves, as long as they really gave it, they could get the soldiers' understanding, so they sat down on the spot, picked up the potatoes, and began to peel them.

When you cook a big pot of rice alone, no one will peel it for you, and the company commander instructors who were watching next to him all held back their laughter when they saw Meng Chuan actually sit down and start peeling potatoes.

"Your kung fu of peeling potatoes, our battalion commander is afraid that he has even finished cooking, soldiers pay attention to eating quickly and quickly, and cooking is the same, if you lose speed, it will undoubtedly be a failure."

The instructor thought that Meng Chuan was still a student after all, so he had to give him a little guidance, otherwise the soldiers would eat late, and this was not only Meng Chuan's responsibility, but also the people in his cooking class.

And he made a mistake in himself, and if he was late for the fighters to eat, it would be bad.

So he reminded: "Comrade Lieutenant, you don't need to peel the potatoes to make a big pot of rice, just take them and clean them, otherwise you will have to peel them all morning, which will delay time." ”

As soon as Meng Chuan took the potatoes in his hand, he heard the instructor's reminder, so he raised his head and smiled, "Let's do logistics, the purpose is to let the soldiers eat well, the potatoes are not peeled, they are really not delicious, and the soldiers will not be used to eating, I would rather let myself be tired, but also let the soldiers eat comfortable dishes, you can rest assured, I used to peel potatoes often, it won't take too long." ”

When the instructor heard Meng Chuan's words, he was a little stunned, but looking at Meng Chuan's unpretentious eyes, he had to believe, "The soldiers hate you to the bone, but you still want to give the soldiers peeled potatoes, are you stupid." ”

When the battalion commander heard Meng Chuan's words, he also stopped the kitchen knife, glanced at Meng Chuan, and said that the logistics unit was to serve the combat unit, but the actual situation was true, and the logistics unit was the same as the uncle.

I still remember that when I went to the regiment headquarters to receive the supplies, the logistics chief kept losing face to himself, and he couldn't help it, what kind of service is this, if he hadn't gone to him on the pole by himself, it is estimated that he wouldn't even want to get the materials back safely, compared with Meng Chuan, the logistics unit chief didn't even have the basic attitude of doing logistics.

Thinking about and serving the officers and soldiers at all times is the attitude of doing logistics, not always letting the officers and soldiers beg you, treat you as an uncle, and beg your grandfather to tell your grandmother to get back a little material.

I was still thinking about being lazy at first, thinking about cutting the cabbage first, and then putting it in a piece of water to wash it, and then going directly to the pot, which was compared with Meng Chuan peeling potatoes one by one, I really failed to do my job seriously.

After thinking about it for a long time, the battalion commander really didn't have the courage to continue, and then put down the kitchen knife, "I admit defeat in this competition, and doing logistics is not a thing that can be negligent, I lost from the mentality, and there is no need to compare." ”

When Meng Chuan heard the battalion commander's words, he looked at the battalion commander in surprise.

The battalion commander smiled, "This exercise really made me understand a lot, if I can add a few more layers of protection at the ammunition depot and oil depot at the beginning, and set up a few more checkpoints at the entrance and exit, you will have no chance to blow up our supply camp at all." ”

"To put it bluntly, or our work is not done properly, I have been thinking that you have harmed our battalion, made us lose our excellent qualifications, and made us embarrassed in front of the whole division, but now that I think about it, the responsibility is not you, but you made us understand, in fact, our work has not been done well at all, if it is really the beginning of the war, the material camp was blown up, the situation has changed, and the people are living in water and fire, then we are really dead and dead."

After speaking, the battalion commander also squatted down, picked up a potato and began to peel it.

Before Meng Chuan could speak, the battalion commander spoke: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not helping you, and I don't want my soldiers to eat potatoes with skins, you can care so much about my soldiers as an outsider, if I don't care, then am I still worthy of being this battalion commander." ”