Siheyuan: Back to 50 years ago, Shazhu joined the army

He Yuzhui just grinned foolishly when he heard that, but his hands and feet never stopped for a moment, and he kept busy tinkering with his smokeless stove.

Half an hour later, he finally built the smokeless stove.

Then He Yuzhu directly propped up the big iron pot and lit the fire. The result was beyond Liu Fusheng's expectations. After the fire was lit, no open flame could be seen. Even the smoke that was originally produced was pushed away from both sides due to the special structure of the smokeless stove, and there was no rising smoke.

This discovery also made him eyes light up. Then they took out the potatoes and prepared to roast them directly, but they were stopped by He Yuzhu who was standing beside them, because he decided to make a pot of delicious beef tripe soup for these soldiers to improve their food.

"Squad leader, you guys wait a minute to roast the potatoes. I'll make a pot of delicious morel mushroom soup for you to taste my cooking skills."

Upon hearing this, Liu Fusheng stopped what he was doing and motioned He Yuzhu to continue.

Seeing that he agreed, He Yuzhu began to put a lot of snow into the pot. After the snow melted into water, he directly broke the morels into pieces and put them in. He also put black fungus and some special Chinese medicinal herbs, and a lot of salt. After stewing for 10 minutes, a big pot of delicious morel soup was ready.

The fragrance wafted out and the soldiers of the guard company could smell it from a long distance away. Their index fingers moved and they all headed towards the location of the fragrance.

Even the commander of the 113th Division, Jiang Chao, and the political commissar, Yu Jingshan, who were surrounded by the guard regiment in the center, followed the scent and walked over.

When they saw He Yuzhu serving soup to the soldiers, they couldn't help but drool.

"Comrade, can you give us a bowl too?"

He Yuzhu nodded.

"no problem,"

Seeing this, Liu Fusheng, who was not far away, walked over quickly and patted He Yuzhu on the shoulder.

"Zhu Zi, the division commander and the political commissar are here, but you didn't even bother to greet them first. You have no eyes!"

The division commander Jiang Chao and political commissar Yu Jingshan waved their hands.

"It's okay, Xiao Liu. This young comrade must be new here. It's normal that he doesn't know us."

Although they said this, they drank the soup immediately after receiving it.

“Gurgle…Gurgle…Gurgle…”

The porcini soup was so delicious that they drank it all in one gulp.

At this time, the division commander Jiang Chao and the political commissar Yu Jingshan were staring at He Yuzhu in front of them with eager faces.

"Little comrade, can you give us some more?"

He Yuzhu refused outright.

"Division Commander, Political Commissar, it's not that I don't want to give you some, but there are 300 of us in this pot of soup, so it's really hard for everyone to take a sip."

Jiang Chao and Yu Jingshan were also quite distressed when they heard what He Yuzhu said. Looking at the soldiers around them who were staring at the pot, they could only sigh and give up.

Seeing this, Liu Fusheng couldn't help it again. He flew to He Yuzhu and tapped him on the head with his hand.

"Zhu Zi, what's wrong with you? The two leaders want to drink, why don't you just cook another pot?"

He Yuzhu shook his head.

"Squad leader, it's not that I don't want to, but I don't have the ingredients. How about you guys help me pick mushrooms and I'll do it?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Fusheng was also at a loss and could only nod and agree helplessly. Then, under the guidance of He Yuzhu, Liu Fusheng and a group of soldiers from the kitchen squad began to search for porcini and black fungus all over the mountains.

Since it was easier to get things done with more people, the soldiers soon found a large pile of porcini and black fungus.

He Yuzhu also started cooking in the same way. When the second pot of porcini soup was ready, Yu Jingshan and Jiang Chao were invited back by squad leader Liu Fusheng again.

"Commander, Political Commissar, we have made another pot of soup. If you want to eat, come on over."

Upon hearing this, the two of them could not hold back the joy on their faces and rushed over, taking the teacups in their hands and filling two bowls to drink from.

They chatted and drank without hesitation.

"Old Yu, Commander Liang received a tip earlier that there are American black troops in this area, so he asked us to slow down our march and be careful to avoid causing too many casualties."

Yu Jingshan, who was standing by, was stunned when he heard Jiang Chao's words.

"Lao Jiang, that's not right. Didn't our superiors instruct us to arrive at Huichuan as soon as possible on the designated date and cooperate with other friendly forces to carry out the tactic of closing the door and beating the dog against the South Korean troops in the encirclement? If we slow down the march, we will definitely fail to complete the mission assigned by the superiors, and we can't bear the blame for this."

Jiang Chao heard this and felt that what Yu Jingshan said made sense.

"Old Yu, you are right, but General Liang is also right, the Black Regiment is an elite force of the Americans and is well-equipped.

If we rush forward and get ambushed by the black group, we will suffer heavy losses. After all, we are lightly armed and do not have any heavy firepower. "

The speaker may not have intended it, but the listener may have taken it to heart. After hearing the conversation between the two officers, He Yuzhu, who was serving soup to the volunteer soldiers, immediately thought of the later generations' evaluation of the 38th Army's first battle.

It seemed that the black regiment was false intelligence, which directly led to the 38th Army being timid and unable to move freely. It failed to reach the designated combat position within the scheduled time, and let more than 1000 South Korean troops escape in vain. It was severely criticized and punished from above.

For this reason, He Yuzhu, a member of the 38th Army, certainly did not want history to repeat itself, so he went directly to the division commander Jiang Chao and the political commissar Yu Jingshan and spoke out.

"Division Commander, Political Commissar, I think this news from General Liang is definitely false information and unrealistic."

When the division commander Jiang Chao and the political commissar Yu Jingshan heard what He Yuzhu said, they were stunned for a moment. They never dreamed that a small cook would have such insights and dared to question their commander before they could say anything.

Liu Fusheng, who was not far away, saw He Yuzhu talking nonsense in front of the two superiors, so he immediately rushed over and kicked him to the ground, cursing non-stop.

"You little brat, didn't I warn you many times before you joined the team not to talk nonsense, but you just wouldn't listen. You even dared to speak nonsense in front of the division commander and the political commissar. I'm going to teach you a lesson today, or you won't learn your lesson!"

As soon as Liu Fusheng finished speaking, he was about to continue to teach He Yuzhu a lesson, but was stopped by the division commander Jiang Chao and political commissar Yu Jingshan.

"Okay, Xiao Liu, stop messing around, help this young comrade up, I have something to ask him."

Then Liu Fusheng reluctantly helped He Yuzhu up.