War Military: From 1978

Chapter 5: Face is not as important as stomach
Tong Lianzhong's words made Chu An look up and chuckle.

But then, Chu An lowered his head and started spooning again.

Although this spoonful was a lot, he felt so hungry that he could eat a cow, so he was not satisfied with this spoonful.

Seeing Chu An's actions, Tong Lianzhong didn't say anything.

People these days generally have a good appetite, so even if this enamel bowl is full, he believes Chu An can finish it.

Soon, Chu An scooped up another spoonful.

After this scoop, Chu An did not continue to scoop noodles. He just scooped a spoonful of noodle soup with minced meat and vegetables onto the surface of the noodle soup and put it into the bowl.

I have to say that although he was not the first one to scoop out the meat, the four people in front of him were too honest. They didn't even use a spoon to scoop out all the meat scraps from the edge of the noodle soup.

They just put the spoon in and take whatever they can.

Of course, Chu An didn’t do that now.

It is better to be honest.

Although doing so may seem to be taking advantage and being a bit clever now, it will definitely not leave a good impression on Tong Lianzhong and others standing by.

Although Chu An has just been reborn, he still knows how to behave in society.

"Something capable!"

Tong Lianzhong smiled and praised again, then looked at the people queuing up behind him and said, "Look at Chu An. An intellectual is an intellectual, with a sharp mind. You should all think about it carefully!"

After saying that, he personally took two steamed buns from the aluminum basin on the table and handed them to Chu An.

Chu An hurriedly took it and walked to the side.

Although Tong Lianzhong was praising him, he was hungry and had no mood to stand here and show off.

What's more, I just picked up some noodles, what's there to show off?

It’s important to fill your stomach first.

"Chu An, you are so awesome!"

Chu An held a steamed bread in his left hand and an enamel bowl in his right hand. Before he sat down at the dining area, some of the new recruits who had finished their meals and were sitting here gave him a thumbs up.

"Haha, it's actually very simple!"

Chu An sat down and spoke, then he put down the enamel bowl and took a bite of the steamed bun.

It wasn’t very tasty. After taking a bite, Chu An couldn’t help but frown.

It’s not like he had never eaten steamed buns in later generations.

Some restaurants also have steamed buns.

But those steamed buns are carefully made by the store, and they taste soft, fragrant and sweet.

Now, this gray multi-grain steamed bread is very solid. When you put it in your mouth, you can hardly feel the aroma of grain, let alone the sweetness.

The taste is completely different from what you eat at Chuan Restaurant in later generations.

"Hey, man, do you have any tips for making noodles? Teach us!"

At this time, the new recruit sitting next to him came over and asked in a low voice.

Chu An hurriedly chewed the steamed bread in his mouth a few times and swallowed it into his stomach.

Looking at the young people on the side and opposite who are as curious as babies.

Chu An first glanced sideways at Tong Lianzhong, and seeing that he wasn't paying attention, he whispered, "It's actually very simple. Once the noodles are cooked and softened, they will be very slippery. We need to scoop them out slowly, but the most important thing is to mix the noodles together. Then, when you're about to lift them up, quickly rotate them twice so that the spoon can roll the noodles around it and you can scoop them up!"

“Sounds easy!”

"I'll do it next time!"

"As expected of an intellectual, have you ever eaten noodles before?"

"Haven't you eaten it?" Chu An asked subconsciously.

"Where can we eat? I'm not from the city. I'm from the countryside and have only eaten rice, sweet potatoes, and other things since I was a kid. I've eaten instant noodles twice, but I didn't find it hard to pick up the noodles after they were soaked well!"

At this time, a fair and tender recruit sitting opposite said: "I have actually eaten noodles, but..."

He stopped talking here, because although he had eaten it before, when he was at home, he would just sit at the table and wait to eat.

Although children in later generations are said to be spoiled and brought up with everything they need, the fact is that there is no shortage of spoiled children in any era, especially boys in towns and cities of this era.

Several people were chatting in low voices, but Chu An just finished talking about how to pick up noodles and continued to eat.

A mouthful of noodles, a mouthful of steamed bread, and finally a sip of soup.

In just two or three minutes, Chu An finished a bowl full of noodles and two steamed buns.

Subconsciously, I looked up at the place where people were still queuing.

He hasn't eaten enough yet.

Although this bowl of noodles and two firm steamed buns relieved his hunger, it still seemed far from being enough to make him full.

At the very least, there would be no problem for him to eat another bowl of noodles.

But there are obviously still more than a dozen people in the queue who haven't had their turn yet.

However, when Chu An looked over, he also found that the new recruits behind him had become smarter.

The new recruit who was now scooping noodles with a spoon was obviously imitating what he had just done, slowly putting the spoon down and then turning it while lifting it up.

It was obvious that the recruit's movements were not smooth. He didn't turn the noodles fast enough after stirring them, and he was very flustered when he tried to catch them with the bowl after lifting it up. In the end, the noodles did go into the bowl, but because a large part of the noodles were still hanging on the edge and outside of the bowl, he pulled the noodles back into the bowl and dropped them out.

The new recruit tried to rescue the victim with a spoon, but it was obviously useless.

"Ten seconds left!"

Tong Lianzhong reminded him.

He would say this when everyone was scooping up the noodles. What he meant was that if the recruits couldn't eat the noodles, they should quickly scoop up the soup.

Chu An finished eating, stared at them and then looked at the two of them, thought for a while, and then ran to the back of the line with his bowl.

Face is not as important as stomach.

It's already dinner time. At the current speed of this boxcar, it's doubtful whether we can reach our destination before dark tomorrow.

In other words, we will definitely have to be on the road tonight, and there will probably be no food to eat in the evening.

So now you have to eat enough.

Anyway, when Chu An and Tong Lianzhong went to coordinate the meals, he heard the people at the military station say that there were eighty steamed buns in the pot that he and another recruit brought.

With this number, there must be two left for each of the new recruits in their carriage, including the recruiting officers.

If he had been thick-skinned enough to queue up again, he could at least have another steamed bun, and maybe even some noodles.
It was obvious that Chu An's actions did not escape the notice of others.

The recruits who were eating were stunned, while the recruits who were still queuing were also looking at Chu An.

But no one said anything.

They are not familiar with each other now, although they can be called comrades in the future, but that is in the future. For now, they have only spent one day together on the train.

However, none of the recruits said anything, but Platoon Leader Ma, who was standing on one side of the team to maintain discipline, saw this and walked over.

"What's wrong? Chu An, are you not full?" Platoon Leader Ma had a smile on his face.

Chu An immediately nodded with an embarrassed look: "Platoon leader, can we still queue up and continue eating?"

Platoon Leader Ma looked at Tong Lianzhong in front of him, and at that moment, another recruit finished eating noodles.

Tong Lianzhong looked over, then at the others and said loudly, "If you're not full, you can queue up a second time. We can't waste food. This bucket of noodles and this pot of steamed bread must be eaten up. But you have to finish yours first when you queue up again. Also, it's first come, first served!"

Well, after he said that, the other recruits who were sitting there slowly and prepared to show their polite side in front of other new comrades immediately became anxious.

They no longer cared about being polite or not, and the speed at which they ate the steamed buns and noodles and even drank the soup instantly increased.

Nowadays, people’s big appetites are not just talk.

What's more, the food at the military station is definitely an improvement for most of the new recruits coming from rural areas.

Especially the noodles, many people still haven't gotten a few, and there is only a bowl of soup.

In this case, two steamed buns are obviously not enough.

Besides, Chu An just taught them how to scoop noodles. Isn’t it better to practice it while they still have a chance?

Just a moment later, another person came and lined up behind Chu An.

(End of this chapter)