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Chapter 48: No Longer Afraid of the Cold

Wei He followed his sight and saw a white foam box placed on the ground at the door which was covered with a layer of snow.

He trotted forward, took out his phone and checked the last digit of the number on it. After confirming it was his, he stood up with the package in his arms, "Sir, this is my package."

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I guessed correctly. It was indeed a courier sent from the live broadcast room.

To be honest, he had been waiting at the door since the moment he knew he had grabbed the package.

Even though I have heard that express delivery appears suddenly, I will never believe it unless I see it with my own eyes.

But this afternoon, at the time specified in the document, he watched a white package appear out of thin air at his door, and decades of cognition was turned upside down.

"Commander, this is the octopus leg I bought in the live broadcast room. I heard from the anchor that it can ward off the cold or something." Wei He opened the express and took out the pink octopus leg wrapped in a plastic bag.

"I know. Thank you for your hard work." The middle-aged man glanced at the quartermaster who was called over temporarily. "Lao Cui, I'm leaving this thing to you. I don't care whether you steam, fry, stew or boil it. Tonight, everyone must taste the taste of octopus legs."

Chief Steward Cui said that he would live up to the leadership's instructions and would definitely complete the task successfully tonight.

As soon as he turned his head, his smiling face fell.

It’s a headache. There are so many people in the army, and what should we do with octopus legs that weigh one pound each?
Can I make some soup? Everyone can have a sip.

After confirming the delivery, the middle-aged man personally patted Wei He on the shoulder and said, "Young comrade, you have done a good job. You must keep up the good work in the future."

Wei He's eyes sparkled, and he puffed out his chest proudly, "Don't worry, Commander. I guarantee that I'll complete the mission."

After the man finished speaking, he left with a group of people.

He also had to report the news here urgently. The new type of octopus meat had been received and he was just waiting to see the results of the test in the evening.

That night, after a whole afternoon of headache, the quartermaster finally managed to break a pound of octopus meat into small pieces and cook it into the soup.

They thought that the octopus meat would have no taste after being diluted so much.

Unexpectedly, the originally white soup turned completely pink and started bubbling after adding the octopus meat.

The people in the kitchen couldn't believe that this was the soup they cooked. They tasted it lightly and only carried it out after seeing that it was not poisonous.

It's strange, the soup is pink. If you don't know, you might think they poisoned it.

The soup was very fragrant, and a meaty aroma that had never been smelled before filled everyone's nose.

The soldiers who came to eat didn't know what kind of soup it was. They just followed the squad leader's instructions and each filled a small bowl and drank it.

Those who take the initiative to drink the soup are the new recruits. The squad leaders and veterans don’t like to drink soup after it snows.

Because drinking too much means you have to go to the toilet, and in this weather, getting up at night is a painful thing.

However, their superiors insisted that they must drink the soup, so they drank the bowl of unknown broth with pink bubbles reluctantly.

Some people ate octopus legs, but they didn't know what kind of meat it was. They chewed it, thought it was nothing special, and swallowed it.

The new soldiers from the second squad were supposed to be on duty tonight, but after everyone drank the soup, their superiors replaced them with veteran soldiers.

The squad leader of the second squad wrapped in a thick coat walked to the guard post.

Just as he finished the handover, he saw several leaders approaching.

The regiment commander and company commander were among them. They were lightly dressed and stood in the wind, facing the snow. The second squad leader didn't understand why the leader came at this time. He saluted and stood still with his eyes facing forward.

Several leaders stood not far from the second squad leader, observing him and taking out their watches to time him.

The snow and wind were very strong and howling. The second squad leader could not hear clearly what they were saying. He just vaguely heard something like "it was not really cold and it was still warm after more than half an hour."

He was thinking about what this meant, but he couldn't figure it out after a long time.

After all the leaders had left, his next shift came to take over. On his way back, he straightened his coat collar and suddenly realized what his leaders meant.

When he was standing guard just now, he didn't seem to feel the cold at all.

In previous years, in this weather, even if he was wearing thick clothes and had good warming measures when standing in the snow, his hands and feet would feel cold after a while because his blood was not flowing.

What happened today? He stood for so long, and his hands and feet were still warm after two hours of duty.

And there was no feeling of coldness at all, it was so warm that I felt like I was in a heater.

He returned to the dormitory with his hands in his pockets. When he passed by the door of Class 1, he saw Squad Leader Li praising a soldier.

Suddenly, he remembered something.

The bowl of soup I ate tonight seemed a little unusual. Could it be that this was something from the live broadcast room?

If that is true, then they no longer have to fear the cold when they stand guard in winter?

Early in the morning on a day off, Mai Fei ran to the inpatient department of Beijing Rehabilitation Hospital carrying fruits and a basket of mushrooms.

The height-increasing mushrooms I bought last time were very effective. My colleague recovered well after taking them and can move his legs again.

This time I got some height-increasing mushrooms, and I believe my colleague’s recovery will be able to be improved to a higher level.

"Old Qian, I'm here to see you. How are you recovering?"

The voice came before the person arrived. Qian Li, who was holding the railing and lifting his legs, heard the noise and looked up, and saw Murphy pushing the door open.

He narrowed his eyes, revealing a row of white teeth, "Why are you here? Don't you have to go on a mission today?"

"No, I'll take a day off." Mai Fei shook the basket in his hand, "Look what good stuff I grabbed."

"Mushroom! You got it again?" Qian Li sat up holding the railing and asked with sparkling eyes.

McPhee raised his chin slightly and said confidently: "Uh-huh, yes, I'm just that lucky."

At this time, Qian Li's mother happened to come in with a bucket of bone soup. Seeing McPhee coming, she happily asked her to sit down.

"Xiaomi, you're here! Come and sit down. Auntie will pour you some water."

Mai Fei waved her hand and stopped Qian Ma who was pouring water for her, "Auntie, no, no. I'm not thirsty. I thought you would come over later. I was just thinking that if I didn't meet you, I would drop the things off on the way to you."

"Look at you, not only are you here, but you're always so polite. The thing you sent over last time was Qian Li's life-saving medicine!" Qian's mother glared at Mai Fei, took the basket and looked at it, and was suddenly stunned, "Hey, this, this, Xiaomai, you got the mushroom again!"

"Yes, that's right. I just happened to see mushrooms on the shelves yesterday, so I grabbed another order."

Qian's mother wiped the mist from her eyes, sniffed and said shyly, "That's great. After Qian Li finished eating the basket of mushrooms last time, the doctor was amazed at his recovery speed."

"They said that the recovery of his lower limbs was a miracle. The doctor even asked for my contact information and told me to let him know if I found mushrooms again. They wanted to see if mushrooms were really that magical."

(End of this chapter)