red moscow

Chapter 2652

The Soviet commanders and fighters training near the train station were divided into groups of a dozen or so.

The patrol officers encountered on this street were all in groups of three, with a leading sergeant or corporal and two ordinary soldiers.

But after the three of them walked for a while, they didn't see any Hungarian restaurants. Sokov stopped a patrol team and politely asked the corporal in charge: "Comrade Corporal, I want to ask, is there any restaurant nearby?"

"Comrade General!" Seeing that it was a general who stopped him, the corporal quickly raised his hand to salute, and then explained to Sokov: "Today is the weekend, the restaurant is closed!"

"What? The restaurant is closed on weekends?" Sokov was surprised and asked, "Really?"

"Yes, Comrade General." Seeing the disappointment written all over Sokov's face, the corporal quickly added, "The big restaurants are closed on weekends, but there are some small shops in the alleys that are open. If you don't mind, I can take you there."

Sokov glanced at the two soldiers standing nearby and asked politely, "Will it affect your patrol?"

"No, Comrade General." For the corporal, it was not easy to see the captain at ordinary times. Now there was a general standing in front of him, talking to him in a friendly manner, which made him flattered. "That small shop is not far from our patrol area. After I take you there, we can come back here to continue patrolling."

"Then trouble you."

The corporal was overjoyed to see that Sokov agreed to let him lead the way. He quickly turned around and told his two subordinates: "You continue to patrol along the original route. I will take the general and the others to the destination and come back."

After leading Sokov and others into an alley, the corporal asked respectfully: "Comrade General, are you rushing to Budapest?"

"Yes, I just arrived today."

"Are you here for work, or are you just passing through?"

"I was just passing through here and came to the city for a stroll."

The corporal was disappointed when he learned that Sokov was just passing by. He had hoped to be appreciated by Sokov through his performance today. If he was just passing by Budapest, then everything he had done would be in vain. He began to think about it and decided to leave immediately after sending Sokov and the others to the destination.

Seryosha saw the corporal's disappointed expression and asked, "Comrade corporal, which army group are you from?"

"The 27th Army."

"Oh, you are from the 27th Army." Hearing the corporal say this, Seryosha showed a surprised expression on his face: "That's a coincidence, I used to be from the 27th Army as well."

"You are also from the 27th Army?" The corporal stopped and looked at Seryosha and asked, "Which division were you in before?"

"I served as the commander of a guard battalion in the guard unit of the army group headquarters."

"You once served as the commander of a guard battalion at the army headquarters?" The corporal asked in shock, "Then why did you leave the unit?"

Sokov was worried that Seryosha would be embarrassed, so he quickly interrupted and said, "Corporal, haven't you learned the confidentiality regulations and shouldn't ask questions that you shouldn't ask?"

"I'm sorry!" Seeing that Sokov was unhappy, the corporal quickly apologized to Seryosha and said, "There are some questions I shouldn't ask."

"It's okay." Seryosha was very reasonable. He pointed at Sokov and said, "Let me introduce you. This is my friend, Admiral Sokov. He once served as the commander of the 27th Army."

"What? You are General Sokov." After learning Sokov's identity, the corporal hurriedly stopped, stood at attention and saluted: "Hello, Comrade General, I have heard of your deeds a long time ago. It is my honor to meet you in person."

Although Sokov had been the commander of the 27th Army for quite some time, he could only know the commanders above the regimental level at best, and had no impression of ordinary soldiers. After pulling the other's hand down, he asked tentatively: "When did you become my subordinate?"

"Comrade General, I joined the 44th Army in November 11," the corporal said apologetically, "by then you had already been transferred to another unit, but I have heard some veterans talk about your deeds. They said that if you were still in command when our army attacked Hungary, we could not only shorten the time to liberate the city, but also greatly reduce the casualties of the troops."

"They flatter me. I am just an ordinary person. How can I have such ability?" Sokov said modestly, and then asked, "Who is the commander of the army group now?"

"Admiral Trofimenko!"

Hearing the corporal's name, Seryosha showed joy: "I used to be the commander of the guard battalion for General Trofimenko."

Sokov vaguely remembered that after he was injured and left the 27th Army, his superiors had assigned Lieutenant General Trofimenko to take over his position. Unexpectedly, the latter has now become a general, with the same rank as himself.

Sokov came to a small restaurant in the alley and smelled a familiar fragrance as soon as he entered the door.

Before he could speak, Kopalova next to him said in surprise: "What is this roasted thing? It smells so good."

Seryosha also sniffed it and said, "It doesn't look like potatoes."

Sokov came to the oven and looked inside. He saw a few sweet potatoes next to the oven and couldn't help but smile. You know, sweet potatoes seem to be very popular in China, but they are nowhere to be seen in Russia. I saw roasted sweet potatoes in Budapest today, and I don't know if these sweet potatoes are locally produced or shipped from other countries.

A Hungarian man in an apron walked by and asked in broken Russian: "Excuse me, what would you like to eat?"

Seryosha pointed at the sweet potatoes in the oven and asked, "What is this?"

“This is a sweet potato.”

Seryosha tilted his head and looked at the sweet potatoes carefully, and continued to ask: "I have never seen anything like this before. Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious, of course it's delicious." The Hungarian man nodded and said, "This is what my friend brought from abroad. You can cook it or grill it." He picked one up and handed it to Seryosha, "You can try it and see how it tastes."

Seryosha took the hot sweet potato, not knowing how to start. Sokov took it, tore off the charred skin, revealing the hot flesh inside, and handed it to Kopalova: "Kopalova, try it, how does it taste?"

Kopalova took a careful bite of the sweet potato handed to her. The next moment, she widened her eyes in surprise and kept saying, "It's delicious, really delicious, much better than roasted potatoes." After that, she took the sweet potato from Sokov's hand and continued to eat it. When Seryosha heard Kopalova say that the sweet potatoes were delicious, he grabbed two more from the stove, handed one to Sokov, and peeled the other and started eating. He nodded while eating, "Kopalova, you are right, this kind of sweet potato is really delicious."

Sokov took the sweet potato but did not eat it immediately. Instead, he said to the two people who were eating happily, "Don't you want to taste Hungarian food? Why are you standing here eating sweet potatoes? If you are full, you may not be able to eat more food later."

After the corporal sent Sokov and others there, he quietly left while they were eating sweet potatoes.

After the restaurant owner invited Sokov and the others into the house, he politely asked, "What would you like to eat?"

"Kopalova," Sokov turned to look at Kopalova and said to her, "You order the food."

"Potato beef soup, fisherman's soup and red pepper chicken," said Kopalova.

"Please wait a moment. I will bring your order over shortly."

After the restaurant owner left, Sokov whispered to Kopalova: "Kopalova, do you think the owner understood our order? Don't just send us some Hungarian dishes later."

"I don't think so." Kopalova urged Sokov while eating sweet potatoes: "Misha, eat quickly, this sweet potato is really delicious."

Sokov knew that roasted sweet potatoes were delicious. Since he came to this era, many Chinese delicacies had become out of his reach. Sometimes when he thought of the delicacies he had eaten in the past, he would drool.

Ten minutes later, the restaurant owner brought the dishes Kopalova ordered and said politely, "If you need anything else, just call me."

The first dish Sokov tasted was the red pepper chicken, because Kopalova once told him that this dish was very spicy and most people couldn't eat it. After eating a piece of chicken, Sokov felt that it was a bit spicy, similar to the spiciness of Juewei Duck Neck. But for someone like Sokov who is used to eating spicy food, it was nothing.

Seeing Sokov eating the red pepper chicken as if nothing had happened, Kopalova asked in surprise: "Misha, aren't you afraid of spicy food?"

"Is it spicy?" Sokov said casually, "I think the taste is just right."

Seryosha picked up a piece with his fork and put it in his mouth: "Let me taste it and see if it is spicy or not."

When Seryosha ate the chicken, his expression froze. He spat the chicken onto the plate next to him, then took the water cup next to him and drank it in big gulps. After finishing the cup of water, he said to Sokov, "Misha, you lied to me and said this dish is not spicy. I took a bite and my throat is on fire."

"I don't think it's spicy." Sokov said innocently, "For me, it tastes just right."

Kopalova also tasted some chicken and turned to Seryosha and said, "Misha is right, the chicken tastes just right, not spicy at all."

After hearing what Kopalova said, Seryosha was so sad that he had no tears left. He could only give up the red pepper chicken and use a spoon to scoop up the fisherman's soup next to it.

After he took a sip of the fisherman's soup, he immediately gave a thumbs up and said, "This soup tastes good. You can try it."

It didn't take long before the three dishes on the table were all eaten up.

Sokov looked at Kopalova, then at Seryosha, and asked, "How about it, do you want anything else to eat?"

Seryosha turned his eyes to Kopalova: "I think Kopalova should order it. She is more familiar with Hungarian cuisine."

Seeing that the two had given her the right to choose, Kopalova was not polite. She raised her hand and called the boss, saying to him, "Please, three servings of Rangos and Chimney Rolls each."

"What are rangos and chimney rolls?" Seryosha asked in confusion.

"Langos is a national street food in Hungary. It is cheap and easy to make. It is simply fried dough topped with sour cream, garlic and grated cheese, like a pizza made of fried dough. Since we are in Budapest, we must eat such a representative snack.

As for chimney roll bread, it is made by wrapping a long strip of dough on a wooden stick, coating the surface with caramel and then baking it. The chimney roll is named after the hollow shape in the middle that resembles a chimney. The bread is crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. The surface of the freshly baked chimney roll is sprinkled with powdered sugar and cinnamon powder, and the hollow cylinder in the middle is filled with chocolate sauce, cream, fruit and other fillings. It is most delicious when eaten while it is still hot from the oven! "

Seryosha gave Kopalova a thumbs up and praised her: "Kopalova, you know a lot."

After Seryosha finished speaking, Sokov added: "How about asking the boss to bring three more portions of Somló cakes."

Seeing Seryosha's puzzled look, he quickly added: "Somlo cake is made of three different flavors of sponge cake: original, cocoa and walnut. It is poured with vanilla rum syrup, spread with cream and finally sprinkled with dried fruits. It has a rich taste, sweet and delicious, and is one of the most popular desserts in Hungary."

Kopalova stood up and said, "Then I'll ask the boss to bring three more portions of Somló cake. I don't know when I'll be able to come back next time after leaving Budapest. If I don't try more delicacies, I'll regret it."

After Kopalova went to talk to the restaurant owner, she returned to the table and said to Sokov, "Misha, the owner told me that their signature dish is caramel apple foie gras. The soup is very rich, and the sweet aroma of wine and fruit neutralizes the greasiness of the foie gras. However, if you eat too much, you may get sick of it. It is recommended that you share it with multiple people. I only ordered one portion."

Before the newly ordered dishes were served, Sokov heard noisy footsteps outside. He frowned and whispered to Seryosha, "Seryosha, did you hear that? It seems that there are quite a few people outside."

Seryosha didn't say anything, just nodded, stood up and hid behind the stone pillar of the restaurant. At the same time, he took out the pistol from his waist and prepared for battle.

The next moment, a dozen soldiers rushed in from outside and quickly occupied some advantageous positions.

Seeing this, Sokov quickly gestured to Seryosha who was hiding behind a stone pillar, signaling him not to act rashly.

Then, a captain walked in from outside. He came to Sokov, raised his hand to salute, and asked politely, "Excuse me, are you General Sokov?"

"Yes, I'm Sokov." Sokov looked up at the lieutenant colonel in front of him, frowned and asked, "Who are you and what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Hello, I am Captain Bisenbin of the 27th Army Headquarters Guard Battalion. I am here on the orders of the commander, General Trofimenko, to invite you to the headquarters as a guest."

Sokov was stunned after hearing this, and then asked: "Captain Bisenbin, I have just arrived in Budapest not long ago. How did your commander know my whereabouts?" As he said this, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, is there someone monitoring his whereabouts?