Anti-Japanese Jagged General

Chapter 485 The first generation of field dry food (first update!)

"Squad leader, your idea is very good, but is there any dry food like this? It's cheap, delicious, long-lasting, and nutritious!" After telling Lao Yang his idea, although Lao Yang wanted to help, but , Wang Ping put forward too many demands.Central Road, immediately aroused Lao Yang's rebuttal

"I have been a soldier for such a long time. I have seen the dry rations of the Central Army, the Jinsui Army, and the Japanese. Let me say that the Japanese dry rations are the best. There are biscuits and canned meat, but they are too expensive. We eat them in the Eighth Route Army. Sorry."

"As for the Central Army and the Jinsui Army, they are richer than us, but the dry food of ordinary soldiers is similar to ours."

"It's also steamed buns that love rocks but hard, steamed buns, or multigrain pancakes. As for better dry food such as canned food and biscuits, only senior officers can afford it!"

"Think again, Lao Yang!" Wang Ping did not give up.

"The steamed buns I ate a few days ago were harder than rocks, and I couldn't swallow them even with water. More importantly, they were not nutritious and had no salty taste. It's okay to eat them for a day or two, but if you eat them for three or four days, you can even eat them." If it takes longer, the soldiers will be physically overwhelmed."

"You are an old cook, you should know that the body will not be able to bear it for a long time without salt, not to mention the soldiers who have to fight, the body will not be able to bear it even more!"

A painful expression suddenly appeared on Lao Yang's face, he must have thought of something.

"When we crossed the grass in front of us, many soldiers were swollen and exhausted because they hadn't eaten salt for a long time, and finally fell on the grass!"

Then I immediately reacted: "Squad leader, I understand what you mean! You mean that you must add salt when making dry food in the future!"

"This is just one of them!" Wang Ping affirmed.

"The steamed buns we make are too nutritious. Even if we add salt, it's just to add some salt to the soldiers. And when the steamed buns are cold, they are almost harder than stones. It is very difficult to swallow them."

At this time, Wang Ping thought of the compressed biscuits of later generations.

However, as soon as the idea came to mind, it was rejected by Wang Ping himself.

Making compressed biscuits requires large-scale baking equipment, which is impossible for the Eighth Route Army to produce.

Besides, although compressed biscuits are nutritious, they also have a disadvantage, that is, they are too hard, comparable to stones.

Suddenly, another magic weapon for the volunteers to win on the Korean battlefield appeared in Wang Ping's mind, and the brows that were still frowning just now quickly relaxed.

"It's definitely possible!" Wang Ping whispered.

"What is feasible? Squad leader!" Lao Yang immediately asked.

"I've thought of a dry food! Lao Yang, go and prepare the ingredients. Let's experiment. If it works, the dry food I think of is not only rich in nutrition, but more importantly, it is more delicious and easier to swallow than steamed buns. More importantly, , this kind of dry food is very storage-resistant, as long as it is kept dry, it can be stored for a year without any problem."

"In this way, we can mass-produce it and store it in the warehouse. When encountering battles and emergency operations, we can pick it up and go without even preparing!"

"Is there such dry food?" Lao Yang asked in disbelief.

But he still carried out the order without hesitation, took the money and began to collect several kinds of materials that Wang Ping wanted.

Because these materials are the most common crops in northern rural areas, within half an hour Lao Yang came back with several bags of things.

"Flour, soybeans, rice, millet...these kinds of grains are mixed together and fried in a large pot with salt. After they are fully cooked, they are directly placed on a stone mill and pressed into powder.

Soon, a tangy fragrance came out.

Wang Ping was not polite, grabbed a small handful of powder and fed it into his mouth, and then swallowed it easily with a sip of water.

Lao Yang followed suit and took a mouthful, then said with a satisfied face, "It smells delicious!"

"Squad leader, this stuff is much tastier than the steamed buns we make, and it's easy to swallow. Even if there's no water, I can still eat half a catty dry!"

"Also, these are all fried, and salt is added. There are so many types, and they are definitely more nutritious than Wowotou steamed buns!"

"Good thing, how did you think of it!"

Wang Ping didn't answer, but brought a bowl over.

After filling half a bowl of fried noodles, I added some water to it, and then started to knead.In less than half a minute, half a bowl of flour turned into a fist-sized dough.

Wang Ping tasted it first after making it into a long stick, and then said to Lao Yang.

"Try it, how does it taste like this?"

"Okay, very good! This is easier to swallow than before!" Lao Yang replied with a satisfied expression.

Then he reacted suddenly: "I remembered, monitor, your way of eating with a ruler is the same as the way Tibetans eat barley noodles before we cross the grassland. The barley noodles are also eaten after being fried. However, our taste is better. Because there are more raw materials, it tastes more delicious!"

"This stuff is much better than Wowotou steamed buns, and it can definitely be used as dry food for our Eighth Route Army."

Wang Ping said affirmatively: "That's right, this fried noodle dry food was thought of because of the highland barley noodles in the snowy area. Adding these raw materials is just a preliminary idea. If possible, I would also like to add some cooked dehydrated vegetables to the fried noodles." And boiled dehydrated meat powder, so fried noodles will be more nutritious."

In the next few days, apart from preparing meals for the chief, Wang Ping and Lao Yang stayed in front of the two big pots of the cooking team to study fried noodles.

Because there is no professional dehydration equipment, the dehydrated vegetables cannot be completely dried. He is afraid that the shelf life of fried noodles will be affected, so Wang Ping directly gave up.

However, it is feasible to add meat powder or meat cubes to fried noodles.

Use the method of making bacon in Xiangxi, directly dry the meat with enough salt without any moisture, then chop it into minced meat and mix it in fried noodles.

The taste is not only not worse than simple fried noodles, but also a lot better.

What's more, because meat and salt are added to fried noodles, even if you eat them for a long time, your physical fitness will not decrease!

In the war room of the headquarters, Wang Ping and Lao Yang stood in front of the chief with the ready-made dry food samples, anxiously and nervously waiting for the result.

Not to Wang Ping's surprise, after eating, both the deputy commander in chief and the deputy chief of staff showed very satisfied expressions on their faces.

"That's right, the taste is very good and very fragrant, and more importantly, it's easier to swallow than hard steamed buns!" The deputy commander made a judgment.

Then he stared at Wang Ping with a satisfied face and said, "Well, Wang Ping, I didn't expect you to have such a skill. You can make meritorious service as a cooking squad leader."

The deputy chief of staff next to him was also very happy, but he didn't lose his mind. He asked seriously, "Can this kind of dry food be produced on a large scale, how long can it be stored, and what's the cost?"

"The cost is very low. Ordinary fried noodles are about the same as our previous steamed buns. The cost of fried noodles with meat is a little higher. The only extra is a little labor, but I think this is not a problem. We can mobilize the people in the base area to help in their free time. We make it!"

"As for the storage time, if it is kept dry, it will last for at least one year. This means that we can store it in advance and use it directly when we need it!"

The smile on the deputy chief of staff's face became wider, and he stared at the deputy commander in chief and said, "Boss, I think this kind of fried noodles can completely replace all the current dry rations of the Eighth Route Army and become the first generation of field dry rations for our Eighth Route Army!"

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