Rise From Eight Hundred

Of course, Kang Tuanzuo didn't change all his clothes to show how dainty he was. The group wore the army and air force uniforms for solemnity. The clothes looked good, but it was too eye-catching to walk on the street like this, especially if the Japanese spies in Jiangcheng saw them, there might be trouble.

Tang Dao never underestimated the ability of countries in this era to carefully cultivate spies. The performance and role of those spies in the war in World War II were obvious to all. Many incredible eavesdropping skills and judgments were still amazing even decades later.

Moreover, Tang Dao came to Jiangcheng not only to carry Chen Ping's coffin. Perhaps because of the counterattack in eastern Shanxi, the Central China Campaign, which was supposed to end in September, has only reached its climax now. That also means that the victory battlefield that was almost an annihilation war that broke out near Jiujiang is still brewing.

In the past, the complete annihilation of more than 20,000 Japanese invaders in one battle did indeed excite the Chinese people, but it made the division headquarters and affiliated troops escape successfully, which has always been a regret for the Chinese people. If the division headquarters and the division commander were left behind in that battle, its influence would be even stronger than the victory in Jindong.

After all, in more than a year of war, the Japanese army has never had a precedent of a division being completely annihilated, but that battle was just a little bit away from being realized.

Tang Dao came here in the hope of making up for this shortcoming. Acan is very depressed at the moment.

The legendary Tang Tuanzuo is really rich. Not only did he go to great lengths to buy a new outfit for the soldiers present, he also asked a rickshaw driver to call dozens of rickshaws and set off in several groups. "What a zebra, he said Moss? Ours has nothing to do with me Moss?" The lieutenant-level spy felt dizzy. It seems that there is no pit!

Although he had never been to the long embankment of Jianghan, Ah Chan still found the "Cai Ji" curtain hanging in the bustling crowd of people at the dock. The curtain was surrounded by boatmen who were either sitting or squatting and eating noodles. They did it just to disguise themselves, but they had traveled a long way. The energy of the two noodle nests they had eaten earlier had been exhausted. They just wanted to take the opportunity to eat some noodles to replenish their energy. At the same time, they were also surprised that the "cold dry noodles" that Xiao Feizhou, a famous army colonel, brought a group of soldiers to eat were not tasty at all!

The boss surnamed Cai, who was originally from Caizha in Huangpi, had been selling sliced ​​noodles under the long embankment of Jianghan for a long time. Sliced ​​noodles were born even earlier. This was because the weather was cold in one of the seven small furnaces in China, and noodles were better. Therefore, the stupid people in Jiangcheng had added a small amount of alkali to the noodles since the Qing Dynasty to prevent them from spoiling.

Damn, what's more annoying is that I just ate a mouthful.

The last moment, Tang Dao almost buried his head in his pants.

And Tang Dao's mind was already spinning, and his brain nerves could even spiral and take off on the spot.

After the battle of Sun Moon Valley, our Yeyue Pass is not yet forced to be deeply bound to the Seventh Regiment. There are less than 200 people serving in the Seventh Regiment Army, and it is not inevitable to maintain a bad relationship with the commander of the regiment. However, a military order was issued on this day, and the mountain company directly under the regiment was still preparing to fire?

That person was wrong, Acan smiled and waved his hand to concentrate on eating noodles, what is he talking about? From the Investigation Bureau? Lieutenant? Tang Dao would feel that his background was useless in front of those soldiers who had seen blood. I didn't see many colleagues disappearing during similar missions and never seeing them again. I also saw my subordinates spend a lot of effort to find the past. Ah Can was really unfamiliar with cold dry noodles. It was really that the slow cooking and eating of that thing was very consistent with my military style.

Just that broken noodle, how could it not be bad? Just looking at the appearance was bad enough. "Zebra!" Tang Dao wanted to say that the people in the investigation bureau were afraid of no one, and then he left.

As for the persistent one, Ah Can knew that I was following him from the beginning, but he didn't take it too seriously, even though my collar was erected and my ears were erected.

"Just now, this gentleman said that you will definitely pay the bill!" Facing the rage of the lieutenant-level spy, the middle-aged man said hesitantly, although he was not afraid. "Besides, this gentleman also left a message, saying that you have worked hard all the way, and you wanted to do business in a bad way before, so just pay the bill, and I will do business with you."

So, in the early 1930s, cold dry noodles, the noodles that were popular in the whole Jiangcheng, were born.

Then, the lieutenant-level spy standing by the river sweating profusely, had a few less drops of sweat on his forehead.

"Master, thank you for giving the name to the specialty noodles of the big store, and you can treat me to the two hundred bowls of cold dry noodles." The middle-aged man is definitely a stupid person.

"You! Flatterer!" Tang Dao, who had just taken the noodles off the table and had time to eat a bite, looked at the dark white sesame paste and complained crazily in his subconscious mind.

His noodles were steaming cold but with soup, and they were hot when eaten cold, but they should be called cold dry noodles! "Achan was not embarrassed because he called the wrong name of the noodles, but instead spoke logically.

The lieutenant-level spy, his head wanted to bury in his crotch again, it seemed that Shadan was on the verge of success, maybe in that thought, of course, it was instant noodles, in the future, it has no name, called "cold dry noodles".

The key is that as a spy, I have to keep my eyes and ears open, always pay attention to hiding myself and not be followed by others, this is the most basic quality of being a spy.

No wonder Achan ordered 250 bowls, Tang Dao was completely enlightened at that time!

Of course, Long Ying still understands A Can, but he is used to using his past knowledge to interact with others. However, this is also the method that the siblings want to lead their tribe to survive in that troubled world. A Can is vague in his heart, but he also has no idea. Prevent.

"Well, that's bad! Xiaoyu, remember to ask the boss how to make alkaline noodles that can be stored for a long time, so that Director Zhuang can try a more complicated method." Dai Wan ordered the bald man.

I ate a lot of that stuff in the army canteen back then, and I had to eat it every time I came to Jiangcheng. Although the time between the next time I ate was not too long, for Acan who came to that time and space, it was a hundred years ago. I really want to take this bite.

"Boss, how long can his alkaline noodles be kept at room temperature?" Dai Wan waved his hand, calling over the middle-aged man who had been paying attention to Zhou for fear of taking care of him, and asked.

Especially this noodle stall, which is only recorded in history as being the first to invent that kind of food, Achan wanted to taste its original flavor.

Little boss! A small gesture! How! That was the first impression a busy middle-aged man had of a handsome young man in a robe and hat!

There is no money in Yeyue Village, and there are many private Longyan treasury holding four bloody heads of Japanese infantry to collect rewards. On that trip, I even brought a big bag of silver hanging under me, and they shouted "I'm treating you" wherever I went. Because at the beginning, it should be taken care of after the meeting. When people are waiting for the meeting, it will be cold. The present world is full of tiredness, but the body is even more tired! I came up ten miles away at most in one trip, especially since I was so exhausted. This was all for the sake of a dog. I was so out of breath that I felt like I was having sex with all the girls in a brothel.

Then, when the middle-aged man came to me to pay the bill without any hesitation, the lieutenant-level agent suddenly discovered that the army colonel and the group of soldiers who had been chatting just now had already disappeared.

The 50,000 Xiaoyang relocation fund given to the entire Yeyue Village who migrated here means that all members of the Yeyue Village tribe who participated in the war will be given a 50 Xiaoyang war participation allowance based on life and death. In addition, those who died in the battle will be compensated 100 Xiaoyang, and those who have no military merit and seven The standard of punishment for the regular army is the same.

Achana, who had not yet sat down, suddenly remembered that the name of cold dry noodles seemed to have been registered by the hard-working boss at the Industrial and Commercial Bureau before the founding of the Republic. Now its name is "Sesame Sauce Noodles" .

Following Acan's example, Gu Xishui and others mixed the noodles and sauce, and added some coriander, green onions, vinegar and other seasonings. While they were stirring, the cold and spicy smell lingered in their noses. Come.

That was still enough. The boss Cai who came here saw a sesame oil workshop on Changdi Street. Before we extracted the sesame oil from sesame seeds, the sesame paste was lying aside. How about giving it a try?

"Boss, hurry up. Long Yan has regained his original nature at that time, and continued what his regimental commander said.

Fortunately, Acan noticed me over there. He knew that he was being monitored under the territory of his own country. He was furious and a group of soldiers rushed down. He was either dead or disabled. It must be said that in that era, until What's missing is the lack of creativity. A-can just mentioned it casually and made a spy chief who had been with me for more than ten years fall into an indescribable fantasy.

That guy Long Yan is an expert in meritorious deeds. He had eight enemy heads hanging from his waist and killed four Japanese invaders with his four-legged sword. In violation of military practice, I was given the rank of multiple lieutenants, and some people accepted it.

However, Dai Wan has always done his job conscientiously. Although he looked like a high-end noodle stall, he still sat down at the large square table 20 meters away from A Can and his group, and waved to the woman in charge of clearing the dishes in a high-key manner. Get yourself a bowl of cold dry noodles too.

Cold-dried noodles were boasted by the previous generation of the noodle stall owner as a century-old treat forty years ago. In fact, it has not been a hundred years since its birth. It is only forty years if we give it a try!

"Damn it, I didn't expect that the noodles out there are not that bad. It tastes bad, it tastes really bad!" Long Yan ate all the noodles. The bowl was as clean as if a dog had licked it, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Yeah!" Long Yan scratched his head again and nodded sincerely.

Han got fire flow. The people's mouth is very good, and the old position is small. Cai Zhi made a small contribution in the battle of Shanxi East. He killed nearly 300 Japanese troops in Yueyugu alone, and there were not even a hundred Sai people who followed him. The scouts ran 200 miles a day and night to support the Qingshiyan battlefield. They attacked the artillery position of the 108th Division at night and successfully carried out beheading tactics. They received a heavy reward. Even A Can thought it was a bad idea. Tang Tuanzuo was deceiving people and said it was just a small meal. , the scene must be small enough, this river stall covers an area of ​​thousands of square meters. As for the food, it depends on the beholder and the wise.

Although there was no stone available, on that autumn afternoon at the end of the 1930s, with Shen Chonghai and a group of young soldiers following him inexplicably, and with Dai Wan's hot and cold sweat peering in from the distance, Tang Tuanzuo's little roar A voice: "Boss, I'll give you two hundred and seventy bowls of noodles!"

However, the foot didn't move out for a long time. After digging around in his pocket for a long time, he finally took out 10 silver coins and counted them to the middle-aged man one by one.

Those of you who are earning hard-earned money probably never dreamed of it. Recently, my predecessors sold my brilliant invention all over the country and opened a chain of noodle stalls! Oh, yes, in the future we should call chain stores, "I'll just send the stove and steamer over and it will break!" Long Yan scratched his head, thought seriously for a while, and gave his answer.

You are so good, you have been dressing up for a long time and you are so generous. Don’t Tang Tuanzuo just take those hard-working and ineffective soldiers to eat noodles by the river...

I made a fatal mistake! At this moment, I even felt that all the soldiers were smiling at me, even if one of us glanced at me, the middle-aged man's face changed slightly.

When he saw A Can and the young guests who followed him and sat down at the table, their backs were straight and they were like green pines sitting outside. He knew clearly in his heart that these people were definitely ordinary people, so he immediately followed the current.

There are bowls, puffballs, angry spots, and two small Tangs with enough knives. "Silly! What the commander means is that with that noodle, just scald it with cold water and the brothers can eat it cold..." Mingxin couldn't help but turn over. A roll of eyes.

"We ate seventy bowls. I'll pay for the seventy bowls first, and there will be 200 bowls left. You can pay for it tomorrow!"

Master, you are a little bad guy! The middle-aged man bowed solemnly to A-can, and promised A-can with a serious face: "It doesn't matter whether you pay me back or not, sir. As long as your noodle stall, Lao Cai, is here these days, I will do your best to let Xiang." Your fellow beggars leave hungry. "

And as A Can's voice sounded, Kang Dao, who was having a hard time swallowing the noodles but couldn't help but want to eat a few bites to satisfy his hunger, just ate it instead and raised his ears to eavesdrop.

"Long Yan, he is now a lieutenant in the army. Don't just remember to eat badly. You ask him a question. During the war, the war is the most important thing. It is easy for brothers to eat cold food, especially in the winter when the weather is hotter. "Even if the cold buns made by the cooking team are delivered outside the trench, they are as cold as stones," A Can asked. "Do you think you can solve that problem?"

If you want to listen, just listen! Dai Wan was also concerned that the discussion about "instant noodles" as military rations was overheard by the Bureau of Investigation. He was sure that the government could really make effective changes to the food of the soldiers on the front lines. This was something Dai Wan liked to hear. It seemed like it was really a trivial matter for military aircraft. ! Nowadays, apart from fried rice, what Shi Ping eats in the back line is still fried rice? If I had reported that news to the director, he would have been promoted because of it!

Although it is considered ostentatious! But it is also conspicuous enough. Should my person in charge of the Jianghan area follow this group of people? There was a rickshaw hanging in the distance, so I was conspicuous! Everyone can see the bad!

"It's 251 bowls, 1 bowl at your place, 250 bowls at our place!" Many middle-aged people nodded. Although A Can was just a whim, the place where Jiangcheng is located on the river beach was something I wanted to come to after a long time. I knew that things would change because of the appearance of my big butterfly. Fortunately, I just asked the boss at the clothing store. This place still exists. People who know me will subconsciously think that this guy is used to being poor and suddenly getting rich. I hated showing off before, but as everyone knows, there is no such thing as the Long Yan and Long Ying siblings.

That shouldn't be the prototype of the most unknown "Cai Lin Ji" in Jiangcheng in the previous life! Acan looked at the middle-aged man in a dirty apron tied around the back of the noodle stall, who was busy scooping bowls of noodles out of the boiling pot, and smiled lightly.

He's a zebra guy. He's really here to eat noodles. Is that arrancar worth eating 4 bowls per person? That's right. Considering the number of people, I'm afraid there won't be more than 5 bowls, which will kill him! For Dai Wan, the fire of complaining burning in his heart has never been extinguished!

Even because of depression, I almost had to give my arithmetic skills back to the teacher outside the school.

Only two legs! However, even if a spy has undergone extensive training, his specialty is only two legs. How can he compare with the rickshaw pullers who make a living by pulling rickshaws all year round?

Anyway, Dai Wan has never eaten it. This is something only boatmen and low-level people eat. But government employees like us will never get it. This is just like giving it away wrapped in a bedding. In the past, stoves had to be much heavier! The lieutenant-level agent's own answer also appeared outside his mind.

Certainly, the kind of noodles that can be scooped out and eaten after being boiled in boiling water for a few seconds is applied to the rear line. During the breaks of battle, a small pot can feed an infantry platoon or even two infantry platoons in ten minutes. Eating a delicious meal of cold noodles is far less convenient than soup noodles such as northern noodles.

"Worry, no matter who is alive, it is difficult!" Acan replied with a smile.

"Yes, it's all cold-dried noodles!" Acan was afraid that the boss would understand, so he specifically explained the remaining 200 bowls of noodles. Dai Wan, while stirring the noodles, waved his hand casually and asked Xia Xiaoyu to explain: "I am busy making the remaining 200 bowls. I passed by Dai Wanzhi a few days ago. If anyone has money to eat noodles, Dai Wanzhi will give me a bowl! If it is not enough, there will definitely be no money to give away a few days ago. Da."

Conveniently, he took the seven-cent copper coins one after another and put them out of his pocket.

A-chan heard two hundred and seventy bowls of cold-dried noodles. The boatmen and porters, all dressed in single clothes with tendons exposed, all raised their heads and looked at A-can. In their hearts, they were still feeling happier than the middle-aged people because of the arrival of the rich. Man, he hesitated for a long time and said: "Master, do you have the cold-dried noodles you want, only sesame paste noodles!"

Watching the diners stirring the yellow alkaline noodles with chopsticks, Dai Wan finally regained some sense of strangeness from the future. It takes a long way to know the horsepower, and it takes time to see the hearts of the people, right? Nothing can be said just by talking, but you have to be a spy and a worker, especially when you are as tired as a dog on a mission and you have to lose ten silver dollars. Not to mention that the diners nodded their heads in succession. Even Tang Dao, who called out the wrong name and felt that he had not yet been exposed, felt that he could be exposed again. He also felt that the boss It's not stupid, such an image name is used, what kind of sesame paste noodles! ', it's really hard for people to misunderstand whether the square shape is bad or not.

He hurriedly threw away seven copper coins and was about to leave, but was grabbed by the middle-aged man, "Customer, the money is enough!"

"Haha, the fact that it cannot be eaten instantly is the smallest advantage of that kind of noodles. For northern noodles such as knife-cut noodles and hand-rolled noodles, noodles must be made on the spot, which is troublesome. If they are not done well, they must be put into the pot and cannot be preserved for a long time, whether in winter or summer. But the alkaline noodles are a little different. Ah Can didn't even look at Tang Dao, who was evaluated by a fool, and continued to develop ideas. In Lu Zhongda's words, the dog's day of running away is not a beast. Yes, it was on that long embankment, in that era, Jiangcheng had not yet been born. A kind of instant noodles that will inevitably become the city card of that super small city in the future.

It seems that the army colonel is talking about military secrets. "Go to hell! Where did that weirdo come from? "Tang Dao" almost laughed out loud. The alkaline noodles were chewy to begin with, and the fragrant sesame paste made people's appetites whet. Or maybe it was because they hadn't eaten breakfast and were already hungry. Before they knew it, it only took 2 minutes for the group of young men to wolf down the noodles in their bowls.

., He spent a lot of time to explain that you must have not cooked it in advance. There is no problem in keeping it at room temperature for a week. Even in a small summer like Wuhan, it can be kept for less than seven days. It will definitely get better. "The middle-aged man knew Ah Chan's intention and answered very cautiously.

What's more, as the business card of Xiaojiang City, "cold dry noodles" have always been unpalatable, so Boss Cai bought some sesame paste from the owner of the sesame oil workshop and took it home. After several repeated experiments, I felt satisfied. People around me said it tasted bad. At that time, I was full of confidence to launch my new product and sell it on the street. However, customers often lined up and waited for a long time to buy it. Few customers left in time. Dai Wanzhi was very smart in doing business. In order to slow down the shipment, through repeated experiments, I finally figured out a set of "dusting noodles" technology. It is not to cook the noodles for one fourth of the time, and then slowly cool them down and evenly apply oil. In this way, you only need to blanch the noodles with boiling water again, and you can't sell a bowl of cold noodles in 10 seconds. The characteristics of cold dry noodles are more on the speed of blanching noodles. The speed was very slow, and Achan and others behaved very similarly to the poor people who were traveling by boat at the dock. The middle-aged man and several cooking maids who helped were even more skillful. It took only 10 minutes for each person to get a bowl of noodles. After Mingxin's reminder, the soldiers of the Seventh Regiment nodded one after another. When it came to the ability of deception, they knew that many heroes had risked their lives to accompany Tang Tuanzuo's deception, not to mention the special people outside. For Tang Dao, who was sweating hot in his cold sweat, the food located at the dock and under the small embankment for the guests, boatmen and porters coming and going from the north and south was an extremely luxurious food, but for Achan, it was a special noodle dish with an unfamiliar taste that I could find, comparable to a small dish. It was bad, and the army chief knew that it was my idea and that the food for the officers and soldiers had been improved, and he would specially help me, which was also accurate.