When Jiang Yunfeng rushed to the warship canteen, the pot of quick-frozen rice balls cooked by the cooking class had already been distributed. The cooking squad leader saw Jiang Yunfeng, who ran into the cafeteria last, and looked at the iron pot that was already empty, and then asked each of the soldiers in the cooking squad to make up a bowl of rice balls and distribute it to Jiang Yunfeng.

"I can't do it! The brothers came from thousands of miles to pick us up and take us home, so how could they snatch everyone's rice balls again. Jiang Yunfeng held the bowl and returned the rice balls to the soldiers of the cooking class one by one, and then said, "Brothers, there are tasks in the follow-up, you must be full and well-fed, and I can do it myself without it." ”

"All the quick-frozen rice balls have been cooked, and we didn't carry glutinous rice flour when we were supplying at the Djibouti support base." The cooking squad leader can only tell the truth.

"Huh? ~No glutinous rice flour? Jiang Yunfeng was a little confused, how could he make rice balls without glutinous rice flour, but after thinking about it, he just wanted to find something similar to replace it~ So he asked, "Since there is no glutinous rice flour, is there anything else?" As long as it's not flour! ”

After eating a bite of the rice balls, a soldier suddenly thought about something, and interjected, "Squad leader, I remember that there was an extra bag of starch in the list of supplies. ”

The squad leader just wanted to reprimand his mouthy subordinate, but Jiang Yunfeng was the first to speak, "Really?!" Excess starch?!! ”

"Little brother, how can starch be used to make glutinous rice balls, let's eat my bowl." The cooking squad leader gave his own bowl of rice balls to Jiang Yunfeng.

Jiang Yunfeng hurriedly pushed it back and said, "The old squad leader is busy for everyone, I can't accept it even more!" Why don't you do this, if I make glutinous rice balls out of starch, you will eat this bowl, old squad leader. On the other hand, if I can't do it, it's up to you to arrange it! ”

"Silly boy, starch can't make glutinous rice balls."

"That's not necessarily, after all, I used to be a student of Yuanyue, although I was eliminated later, but the craft is still there!" Jiang Yunfeng slapped his chest loudly.

"Far Moon?" The old squad leader glanced at Jiang Yunfeng suspiciously, put the bowl of rice balls on the dining table, rolled up his sleeves and sat at the table, and said wittily, "Young man, be careful of blowing the cowhide." ”

"Is there any real kung fu, let's see the real chapter under our hands!" Seeing that the old squad leader accepted the bet, Jiang Yunfeng also rolled up his sleeves and started working, and this strange gamble also attracted the compatriots who tasted the rice balls in the canteen to watch.

He took the starch taken by the soldier and poured the amount he needed into a large steel basin and put it aside, holding an electric teapot with boiling water in his left hand and slowly pouring it into the basin, holding the chopsticks in his right hand and stirring constantly. The tapioca starch in the steel basin quickly thickened and became mushy when it encountered boiling water, and Jiang Yunfeng paused pouring water to increase the intensity and speed of stirring.

The tapioca starch in the basin was all knotted into small pieces, Jiang Yunfeng stopped stirring, put down the chopsticks and electric teapot, and instead used his hands to gather the hot starch pieces together, and when the temperature dropped to the point where he could get his hands on it, he kneaded the pieces into a ball.

After repeated beatings to stimulate toughness, Jiang Yunfeng showed the starch dumplings to the old squad leader, and proudly said, "How about the old squad leader?" The glutinous rice balls are already halfway done. ”

"You know it's only half there, and it's still half done." The old squad leader clasped his hands on his chest and said calmly.

Jiang Yunfeng didn't talk nonsense anymore, sprinkled a little dry starch to avoid the starch dumplings sticking to the countertop, continued to beat and rub to make the dumplings more firm, then kneaded them into long strips and divided into small balls, covered them with palms, rubbed all the small dumplings one by one, rolled the rolling pin twice, flattened it, and then began to wrap the dumplings.

The fillings are all jam made from local materials, and Jiang Yunfeng also tasted a few old godmothers with a bad taste. The number of wrapped rice balls was very small, so he didn't use the stove in the warship canteen and threw them directly into the electric teapot, and Jiang Yunfeng also put some ginger slices and brown sugar.

After boiling, I picked up the electric teapot and poured it into the bowl, and the brown-red sugar water was soaked in crystal rice balls. The old squad leader applauded and was willing to lose the gamble, picked up a spoon and scooped a rice ball and ate it. Jiang Yunfeng also scooped a crystal rice ball that he made freshly and poured it into his mouth, because it was soaked in ginger syrup and cooked, the crystal rice ball's crystal clear skin was also sweet, but the filling of this one was Lao Gan Ma.

It's really a stone to shoot himself in the foot, holding back the strange taste Jiang Yunfeng ate all the old godmother dumplings, leaving only the jam filling to take back to Erina Nagikiri, and on the way back according to the old squad leader's instructions, he went to the bathroom to pick up a bucket of hot water.

At the door of the cabin, Jiang Yunfeng, who thought that Erina Nagi might have fallen asleep, opened the door and entered directly without knocking on the door, but when he entered the door, he found that it was not Sleeping Beauty, but Erina Nagikiri, who was half-dressed and struggling to change clothes.

The two of them shouted at the same time, and soon closed their mouths at the same time, Erina Nagikiri grabbed the quilt to cover her white and dazzling skin, and stared at Jiang Yunfeng vigilantly, while the latter turned his back to her. Jiang Yunfeng fumbled and put down the things in his hand, and said embarrassedly, "That, eldest lady, I didn't mean to... I thought you might still be resting.... There are rice balls on the table, and hot water in the bucket .... I'll go outside and wait..."

After saying that, he ran away, but was stopped by Erina Nagikiri.

"Wait a minute!"

"Also... Anything else, Miss? ”

Erina Nagiri, who was facing outward from her back, hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted her teeth and whispered shyly, "It's uncomfortable to have sweat sticking on my body, can you help me wipe my back?" ”

"What?" Jiang Yunfeng, who was in a stiff state, thought that he had auditory hallucinations.

"I said I can't wipe my back, you can help me! If I dare to do something superfluous, I.... I'm going to bite!! Erina Nagikiri repeated, ending with a threat that didn't have much of a deterrent effect.

"Well... Good... I see. "Jiang Yunfeng is also a thief who has no thief heart, usually does all kinds of despicable and shameless obscene ways, and makes mistakes when he sees the real chapter with real knives and guns.

Jiang Yunfeng took out the towel in the hot water and wrung it out, because he turned his back to look in other directions, he could only reach out and grope, and he touched Erina Nagikiri's cervical vertebrae. The rough fingers swiped over the delicate skin, and this wonderful feeling made Erina Nagi cry, and Jiang Yunfeng hurriedly stopped it.

"It's okay, let's wipe it quickly." Erina Nagikiri stabilized her little heart and said calmly.

"Good.. Good. Jiang Yunfeng stammered in reply, squinting his eyes and using his peripheral vision to see the approximate location and gently wiping it with a towel, as if wiping an extremely delicate and easily damaged treasure, and the ambiguous atmosphere spread in the cabin.

"The rest of the eldest lady, come by yourself!"

"Hmm."

Finally wiped down Erina's white jade back, and the towel was scrubbed in the hot water bucket and wrung out and covered her shoulder. Jiang Yunfeng gasped and fled, leaving the cabin and slowly sitting down with his back against the wall.

The Lantern Festival, known as the Shangyuan Festival in ancient times, is a traditional festival calendar in China, and all dynasties have carried out a variety of literary and artistic activities on this night. Warships are no exception, and after nightfall, the officers and men of the navy who are not worth any more and their compatriots on board gather in the relatively spacious canteen to hold a small Lantern Festival joy party.

On the stage, the captain and the political commissar partnered to tell jokes, which may be a generational gap, and most of the post-90s and even post-00s naval officers and soldiers are not very cold, and can only applaud symbolically. Finally, it was the turn of the cooking class to perform the program, and I saw them neatly walking on the stage under the leadership of the old squad leader.

The accompaniment played the "Athletes' March", and Jiang Yunfeng, who just happened to drink saliva, felt bad and felt that this tune was a familiar one. As soon as the old squad leader opened his mouth, his conjecture was confirmed.

"I'm Nimad! It's friendly forces that fight!! ”

"Poof~!!" Without any suspense, Jiang Yunfeng sprayed.

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