Chapter 0256 Delicious food

"Do you still dare to disobey the orders of Chief Yamaguchi?" the sergeant asked the soldier.

"Didn't Captain Yamamoto say that if there is any problem with logistics, can you report to him directly? Soldiers, think about it, the soldiers are so hard to train now and consume a lot of physical energy. If the nutrition and calories cannot keep up, our canteen will definitely be held accountable. I think it's better to report this matter to Captain Yamamoto." The commander advised.

The sergeant was shaken by the words and ordered: "It makes sense. Go and tell Captain Yamamoto, remember, don't let the Chief Yamaguchi see it."

At this moment, Wang Liang was busy dealing with these pickles himself, so he naturally didn't know that the sergeant and the sergeant were talking about him here, and he even went to report to Yamamoto.

Wang Liang first rinsed the pickled vegetables with clean water and washed off the soil on it, otherwise it would be a bit disgusting.

After washing, cut the pickled cabbage into thin strips.

It will definitely be bad to eat it directly. After all, these pickles are all failed to pickle. The criterion for determining failure is that they smell a little bad and taste sour, so Wang Liang still needs to process them again.

I cut some chili, made a pot of soybeans, made a wide oil, fry the peppers and peppers, and threw the pickles and soybeans into the pot and fry them wildly. I poured some soy sauce, poured authentic Shanxi aged vinegar from the edge of the pot, and the fragrance came to my nose.

Wang Liang learned this from the old uncle in the canteen of the Special Police Detachment. The aroma of vinegar, pepper and beans are mixed together, and the salty aroma of the lump shreds itself is quite attractive.

If you didn’t know that the pickles were pickled and damaged, it might be poisoned. Wang Liang had to try anything, which was so greedy.

Yamamoto heard the soldier commander say that Wang Liang was messing around in the cafeteria and wanted to shoot two potatoes for each soldier stall. He was so angry that he almost carried it over and hurried over to take a look.

The old members of Yamamoto's agent team have basically been reimbursed, and only eight are still alive and can breathe. Of course, four of them have lost their combat effectiveness, such as Takeda Hideichi and Shinichi Shinchi.

So Yamamoto is now focusing on the training of the new team members.

Given the large loss and the large gap, Yamamoto simply chose to eliminate it, and recruited all the more than 200 new recruits sent, and carried out devil training under the leadership of the old team members.

The training subjects are the same as when they were trained in Germany, with very strong intensity, so that dietary security must be kept up.

So when Yamamoto heard that Wang Liang was messing around in the cafeteria, he immediately put down his work and ran over.

When Yamamoto entered the cafeteria with the soldiers, he only smelled a scent.

"Yamamoto, why are you here? Come and try it. This is the pickle I made to see how it tastes?"

Without Yamamoto taking action, Wang Liang picked up a chopstick and picked up pickles and sent them into his mouth.

Yamamoto was naturally extremely resistant. Wang Liang always felt something strange about picking up food for him. He seemed to be a little angry and subconsciously closed his mouth and turned his head.

Wang Liang reached out and creaked Yamamoto's armpits, and then took advantage of the gap where Yamamoto opened his mouth and stuffed the pickles directly into his mouth.

"Um--"

Yamamoto was forced to eat pickles. He originally wanted to scold Wang Liang, but after he chewed the pickles, he was amazed.

Spicy and salty, salty and sour, and a little sweet in sour, which is too delicious!

"How is it, Yamamoto?" Wang Liang asked when he saw Yamamoto chew it all and ate it all, knowing that the taste must be bad, so he asked.

"It's okay." Yamamoto said hard.

"It's okay? Sergeant, you two, try it?" Wang Liang called a few non-commissioned officers to come over and try it.

“It tastes delicious, it feels sour and appetizing.”

"This is the best pickle I've ever eaten. If you can bring some during the marching and war, so that the rice balls will not be boring."

“It tastes great.”

The soldiers who tasted the pickles all gave a good evaluation. Wang Liang smiled proudly. This is the cooking technique of the 21st century and cannot conquer the stomachs of you?

As long as there are various seasonings and spices, even the most rotten ingredients can be turned into delicious food, let alone pickled pickles.

Wang Liang suddenly realized that the vast world had great achievements, and he had to make some bark, sand, or even cake-like solids as ingredients to cook for the Japanese.

Let you eat well and eat well in a foreign country and eat well and be beautiful...

When Yamamoto saw the soldier commander pointing at the potato bars on the chopping board, he remembered what he was doing and asked Wang Liang: "Yamaguchi, what dish do you want to cook for so many potato bars?"

"Yamamoto, have you ever brushed the plates in a German restaurant? You can't guess what I want to use this potato bar to make?" Wang Liang naturally would not miss such an annoying opportunity. He rolled up his sleeves and deliberately showed the pilot watch he snatched from Yamamoto's hand, and shook it in front of him.

Yamamoto's face suddenly turned black. Wang Liang really didn't open any pot. The experience of working in a German restaurant was the last thing he wanted to mention now, and the watch in Wang Liang's hand was the last thing he wanted to see...

Seeing that Yamamoto was angry, Wang Liang stopped when he saw it, and answered: "It's French fries! Crispy French fries, Yamamoto, don't worry, my French fries are definitely different from what you have eaten in Germany. I have invented many flavors, including tomato, black pepper, salted pepper, garlic, and grasshopper sauce..."

Although French fries were invented by the Belgians in the 16th century, they became popular until the First World War when they were praised by American soldiers.

However, judging from the Japanese cultural proficiency skills provided by Wang Liang, French fries have not become popular in Japan so far.

Wang Liang believed that the Japanese would definitely like to eat delicious French fries and sprinkle them with various flavors of seasonings they made.

Then you guys wait to gain weight!

He is not tall in size, and if he grows up to be a fat man, let's see what else you use as a special forces soldier.

Wang Liang is not afraid that the Japanese will get tired of eating it. Today's tomato flavor, tomorrow's salty flavor, the day after tomorrow's garlic flavor, the day after tomorrow's grasshopper sauce flavor, the day after tomorrow's mustard flavor...

It’s not bragging, Wang Liang can guarantee that his taste will not be the same for a month.

Thorny, thorny—

As he said that, Wang Liang put the cut potato strips into the oil pan and fryed them.

After a while, a unique fragrance of puffed food came to my nose, making people unable to stop.

Wang Liang secretly glanced at Yamamoto and others. Seeing that these guys were shaking their Adam's apples, they swallowed their saliva with greed.
Chapter completed!