When people get busy, they forget about time.
By the time the quartermaster knocked on the table to wake Linglong up, it was already time for dinner.
"Let's eat first and come back to continue calculating later." said the quartermaster.
"Oh, yes." Linglong closed the account book and followed the quartermaster out of the room.
Linglong is now considered one of the logistics people. When she wants to eat, she doesn't have to go to the window to get food. She can just follow the quartermaster to the kitchen.
At this time, several cooking teams in the kitchen have already prepared the meals, waiting for the soldiers to eat after the training is finished.
According to the normal organization, each company will be equipped with a cooking squad. A regiment has three battalions and nine companies, so there should be nine cooking squads. The quartermaster should have one cooking squad for each battalion, so there should be three.
However, Zheng Tiansen's unit is special because it is relatively remote and short of manpower, especially in logistics.
Their regiment currently has only one quartermaster, the old quartermaster, and the kitchen staff totals less than four teams, but they have to provide three meals a day for the entire regiment of more than a thousand people. So they are busy from the moment they open their eyes to dusk every day.
Because of the shortage of manpower, we have to borrow people from other places to help in the kitchen from time to time.
As for the quartermaster, he has to do the work of three people at the same time. It must be so tiring.
When Linglong followed the quartermaster to the kitchen, she saw everyone busy carrying the cooked food to the window and putting it on the table.
The quartermaster clapped his hands and everyone looked over.
"This is our newcomer, Zhong Linglong. Let's get to know each other." The quartermaster turned his head to look at Linglong. "Linglong, introduce yourself to everyone."
Linglong nodded and took two steps forward.
Looking at the dozens of pairs of eyes staring at her, she was a little nervous, but she still mustered up the courage to say loudly: "Everyone, my name is Zhong Linglong, Zhong as in clock, Linglong as in Linglong dice and red beans." After saying that, Linglong secretly cried out in surprise.
Why did she bring up poetry? She quickly changed the subject: "It's about the Linglong that everyone often talks about, the one with a sharp mind. I can endure hardships, and I hope everyone will give me some advice."
Although Linglong has tried to explain it in a simple way, everyone still thinks she is an elegant person through her introduction.
The kitchen was basically staffed by soldiers from the cooking squad, with only two female volunteers who were invited from the military families to help out. They were both quite old, and when a young and attractive girl suddenly showed up, some of the younger soldiers would blush if they looked at Linglong for too long.
The quartermaster was not a talkative person. After Linglong finished speaking, he ordered, "Everyone, hurry up and eat before the main force arrives. Sister Niu, take Linglong to get some food later."
The woman who was called nodded. "My quartermaster."
Linglong walked up to Sister Niu and said, "Sister Niu, thank you for your help."
"What's the trouble? Let's eat first." After saying that, he got a big bowl for Linglong and led her to fill the bowl with rice.
To provide meals for the entire group, it was too tiring to knead the dough and make steamed buns, so most of the time everyone ate rice.
Soldiers from the south also said that soldiers from the north, after eating noodles for so long, all missed the taste of noodles.
Linglong followed Sister Niu and filled half a bowl of rice, then placed three kinds of dishes on top and started eating it with the rice.
On the side, other people in the kitchen were either squatting or sitting, eating their meals quickly.
If we don't eat now, we will have to wait until the soldiers who have finished training have finished eating before we can eat, so everyone is racing against time.
Seeing that everyone was eating so fast, Linglong also quickened her eating pace.
That is, after all of them put down their bowls and chopsticks for two or three minutes, the dinner bell sounded.
Soon, soldiers swarmed in from the door.
If you are not active in eating, there is something wrong with your thinking.
These men who spend most of the day training, their stomachs rumble before mealtime. When they hear the word "eat", they run to the cafeteria faster than each other.
While running faster, they did not forget to discuss what food was prepared in the cafeteria today.
Linglong stood next to Sister Niu, holding a large spoon for rice in her hand. She looked at the soldiers getting closer and closer and took a deep breath.
Zhong Linglong, come on, you can do it!
There were several windows for serving food. Linglong had just arrived, so she was naturally helping out. Although she was holding a spoon, the work was done by Sister Niu.
In fact, Sister Niu is already forty years old. The quartermaster can call her Sister Niu, and Linglong can call her Aunt Niu. But women, few like to be called old. Linglong cleverly called her Sister, and sure enough, Sister Niu looked at her with more affectionate eyes.
"Linglong, there's no technical skill involved in serving rice. Just one spoonful of each dish will do."
"Yeah." Linglong nodded quickly.
As she was talking, a soldier came to the window. Sister Niu quickly took a few spoonfuls of food, and the person at the window immediately left and was replaced by the next one.
The first few people didn’t even get Linglong’s turn.
However, every soldier who was getting his meal couldn't help but take another look at Linglong. When the big bowl of rice reached the back, they couldn't help but say to their comrades in the queue, "There's a new girl at the window. She's really pretty."
One person said this, and then another person said this, which made the soldiers lined up at the back very curious. Someone who was standing on a high ground looked forward carefully and immediately confirmed what his comrades said.
"Yes, it is. It is really nice to see."
Because of this, their food queue is longer than other places.
When Zheng Tiansen heard the call for dinner, he stopped his work and went to the cafeteria with Xiao Ding.
I met Political Commissar Hao on the way and we talked for a few minutes.
When they entered the cafeteria, they saw the one who was obviously better than the other captains, and they couldn't help but feel curious.
"What's going on at that window? Are the dishes any better?" Political Commissar Hao muttered.
"Let's go and take a look." Zheng Tiansen said.
The two of them walked to the end of the team, and Political Commissar Hao asked a soldier who was peeking out.
"What are you looking at?"
"Don't talk, look at the girl." The soldier who didn't notice his leader coming over continued to look around and replied.
But just after he finished replying, he felt something was wrong. Why did the voice sound so familiar? In front of him, he found that the soldiers who had arrived with the regiment commander and political commissar had all been as quiet as chickens, and each one stood straighter than the other.
The soldier stiffened his body and looked sideways. Oh my god, "Political, political commissar."
Political Commissar Hao smiled benevolently, seemingly unconcerned with the soldier's response, and repeated, "What are you looking at?"
The soldier was almost scared to tears. "Political Commissar, please stop laughing. The more you laugh, the more scared I am." He squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying and whispered, "Look, look at the girl."
When Political Commissar Hao asked about the first time, Zheng Tiansen looked out the window and saw Linglong's figure. He already understood the abnormality of this long queue.
We are all soldiers, so we know each other.
The military camp is mostly full of rough men, and you rarely see even female soldiers. After spending a few years there, how can you not be excited when you see a young and beautiful girl?
It was a rare opportunity when the female members of the labor union came to give a consolation performance, and everyone was screaming with anticipation.
As soon as the soldier finished answering, Zheng Tiansen came over to explain to Political Commissar Hao.
Political Commissar Hao also took a look through the window and saw that it was the exquisite lady.
Political Commissar Hao had only heard of Linglong but never seen her in person, and he had no idea that Linglong looked so pretty.
Although it was natural for the soldiers to get a little excited when they saw the girl they were looking at, Political Commissar Hao still did not forget to give them a lecture.
"Go get your meal and pay attention to discipline. The line is so long, but you're not afraid of missing out on meals. Every minute counts."
After scolding him, Zheng Tiansen and I went to another window to get our meals.
There is a special meal window for the cadres of the Youth League.
As soon as it was time for dinner, Liu Baogen went to hang out outside Tong Dazhu's house in the Dong family quarters, intending to "accidentally meet" Linglong, but he came up empty-handed.
It was not until he was so hungry that he missed the meal and returned to the dormitory that he heard people in the dormitory talking about the new girl in the cafeteria. His heart immediately tightened.
The more he listened, the more he felt that the person who was talking was Miss Linglong.
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