Chapter 6: The Mysterious Dragon whose defenses were broken! “A bunch of useless stuff, isn’t it just pork stewed with vermicelli?” Milong walked down from the second floor and inhaled the fragrance that filled the courtyard. Although his eyes were full of desire, his tone was still very disdainful. “A bunch of ignorant people, do you know what real pork stewed vermicelli is? That’s not how it’s done.” Milong was still bragging about the real pork stewed vermicelli, but unfortunately his swallowing of saliva betrayed him. Although he is not short of food, pork stewed with vermicelli, a famous Northeastern dish, reminds him of his hometown. This dish is a must-have during every festival. So this dish has a greater symbolic meaning for him and Li Liansheng. This is also why Li Liansheng agreed to Cun Yunsheng's recruitment request without saying a word when he heard about pork stewed with vermicelli. “Milong, don’t just blow it, why don’t you also cook a whole pot?” Kang Huoyan said while wolfing down the food. Hearing this, Mi Long glared angrily.
“You **** thing, you **** thing, are you worthy of eating the food I prepare?” At this time, Cun Yunsheng said something faintly. “Lao Xue, let me get some sauerkraut and a pig tonight. Let’s eat pig-killing vegetables tonight.” As soon as these words came out, Li Liansheng, who was swallowing big mouthfuls, suddenly stopped and looked at Cun Yunsheng in disbelief. At the same time, the eyes began to turn red. Pork-killing vegetables. A must-have dish for the New Year. Eating this dish means that it’s time to celebrate the New Year. It’s Chinese New Year! What a distant thing. I don’t know since when, he no longer remembers what it’s like to celebrate the New Year. Now, the butchered vegetables made his dusty memories resurface again. Tears streamed down. “You’re crying for me, Li Liansheng, you piece of shit, what’s there to cry about? Isn’t it just a pig-killing dish?” “Don’t **** disgrace our Northeastern Army, you piece of shit.” “If you cry again, I will kill you.” “Lian Sheng, why did your father give you this name? It was just to mock you.” “You have a winning streak, you’ve killed a lot of people.” “The whole company has been killed by you, but you are still alive.”
“Why are you so embarrassed to live?” Mi Long watched Li Liansheng burst into tears and couldn't help it. He just cursed and cursed, and his eyes turned red. “Isn’t it just a pig-killing dish, my uncle’s…” For a moment, Mi Long didn’t know what to say. It was really broken by Cun Yunsheng. If he hadn't beaten someone before, Mi Long would have really wanted to beat this mountain cannon who deserved a beating. “Milong, how come a pig-killing dish makes you cry?” At this time, Meng Fangli said jokingly. At this time, Milong became anxious and said immediately. "Who is crying? The sand is blinding you. You deserve a beating. Believe it or not, I'm going to beat you up, you bastard." Even though Milong's mouth is quite stiff, everyone knows that this guy was indeed defeated by Cun Yunsheng. For a time, everyone looked at Cun Yunsheng with a little more respect. It is rare to find people who can make Milong suffer. "Would you like a bowl? It's still very fragrant with lard." Cun Yunsheng didn't interrupt Mi Long to scold Li Liansheng at all, because he knew that this was a knot that would affect the unity of the team if it was not untied. Now it seems that the two sides should have almost solved the problem. “I won’t come…” Obviously he was very greedy, but Milong still refused arrogantly. Looking at Charon's arrogant expression, Cun Yunsheng smiled. This guy is really tough-tongued. He obviously wants to eat it, but he pretends not to care. "Really not coming? It won't happen in a while." Cun Yunsheng said again with confirmation. "Forget it, since you are the chief, I won't refuse. But I, Milong, am not an ignorant person. These three cans will be regarded as my participation in the gang." With that, he took some money from his pocket. He took out three more cans and handed them over. Immediately, without waiting for Cun Yunsheng to speak, he picked up the bowl that had been prepared and filled a large bowl full of it. While eating, he also commented. “The shriveled calf is really fragrant after adding lard, but it’s just missing something.” “What?” Meng Fan asked in confusion. He felt that this was the most delicious meal he had had since arriving in Zenda. I didn’t feel that anything was missing. “What’s missing is the taste of hometown.” Cun Yunsheng accepted the words with a smile, and then sang two lines a cappella. “My home is on the Songhua River in Northeast China.” “There are soybeans and sorghum all over the mountains and fields.” For a time, the entire shelter became silent.
Mi Long looked at Cun Yunsheng in disbelief as if he had seen a ghost. "how do you know…" …) “What kind of song is this…” Two seemingly ordinary lyrics made Milong feel extremely heavy. And Li Liansheng cried even more. “Okay, let’s eat your food.” Cun Yunsheng knew that he was not far away from conquering the mysterious dragon. This guy looks fierce, but he is actually very easy to tame, as long as it suits his taste, it is very easy. Once you get rid of this guy, the rest will become easy. “Do you want to eat pig meat tonight?” At this time, Cun Yunsheng asked again after watching everyone finish eating. For these cannon fodders who eat grass every day, today’s pork stewed vermicelli is definitely a feast. Unexpectedly, there are also pork-killing dishes in the evening, although many people have never heard of it. But the name of the dish has pig, which means there must be meat. If there is meat, you must eat it. “Think.” Everyone shouted in unison. “Tuanzu, are there any butcher dishes tonight?” The loyal loser was annoyed and echoed. "Of course, as long as you become my soldier, I can't guarantee anything else. Everything will be meat, so there will be no problem." Cun Yunsheng said with great pride. These cannon fodders all look like they have little energy, and they are obviously undernourished. Just take this opportunity to supplement them, at least they look like soldiers. They were all sallow and skinny. If they were dragged out, they would be thought to be bandits coming down the mountain. “You are a wise man.” Lin Yi, who held the No. 2 trumpet, shouted at the right time. “The regiment is wise.” The other cannon fodder also shouted. Whether you are a soldier sincerely or not, just because you have meat to eat at night, you won't suffer any loss if you shout a few words. Besides, if you can really eat every meal and work hard for others, then that’s all. “Old Xue, take someone to get another pig, pickled vegetables, and some soju. Let’s have a good celebration tonight.” Cun Yunsheng looked at the frowning Xue Tian and said angrily. “Don’t stand there in a daze, here, there should be enough money for dinner at night.” Speaking, he threw a piece of small yellow croaker over. It has been more than half a month since he came to the leader's world. During this half month, he has not delayed cutting down trees.
The rewards include five small yellow croakers, three bicycles, two Browning pistols (one hundred rounds of ammunition), and a mortar (twenty shells). In addition, there were four M1 Garand rifles and three boxes of penicillin. This is the reason why he dared to come to the shelter to recruit soldiers. (End of this chapter)