The train driver in the courtyard

Chapter 118 Train Hot Pot
as the initiator.

At this time, Li Aiguo was worried about eating.

From eleven o'clock in the evening to five o'clock in the morning, I have been in a state of mental tension.

At this time, my stomach started growling.

According to the regulations of the rescue team, the driver of the rescue train will rotate in two shifts, with each shift lasting 8 hours.

In other words, less than 10 minutes are left for the drivers and firemen to eat.

After eating, I have to find a corner to sleep, rest for 8 hours, and then come to take over.

Rescue is not tourism.

A steam engine has limited horsepower.

In order to get the fastest speed, there is no dining car and camping car, so eating and sleeping can only make do.

Comrades from the rescue team sent four individual rations and canned food.

Individual rations are fried noodles.

Packed in a cloth bag with bright five-pointed stars printed on it.

The appearance is rough and the taste is not good.

Wheat flour is the main ingredient, mixed with other coarse grain flour, and the only seasoning is salt.

Rough, dry taste, bad taste.

Even Master Zheng, who has never been particular about eating, picked up a spoon and took a bite, his expression was ugly.

"No, no, no, I can't eat this stuff."

The labels on the cans were in a foreign language, and the casings were rusty, presumably captured from a battlefield.

Master Zheng cut it open with a knife, revealing a small ball of maroon luncheon meat.

"There's only so much I can't get enough of."

Li Aiguo looked at the individual rations and pinched his brows helplessly.

Now the capital is not without conditions.

But the rescue team never considered the issue of eating at all.

Or the rescue team has long been used to it.

They travel all day in difficult areas, and their individual rations are gourmet food.

Look at Comrade Lao Mao, spread the bag of individual rations on the ground, pick up the spoon, and put it into his mouth one by one.

Occasionally digging a spoonful of luncheon meat, the small eyes behind the black-framed glasses narrowed slightly, just like eating Western food.

How delicious it is!
People are iron rice is steel.

If you don't eat enough, you can't continue to drive the train.

There is an empty area in the lower left corner of the hearth.

The [Water Injector] should have been installed originally, but most of the water injection work was done manually.

Over time, the 【Water Injector】was rusted and rotted, so it was dismantled by maintenance workers, leaving this vacancy.

The drivers found an iron sheet to cover it and used it as a box to hide some gadgets on weekdays.

Cigarettes, beer, piggyback grain, steamed buns, lunch boxes.

Li Aiguo actually dug out some pork kidney lunch boxes from the box under the hearth.

The driver's door of the train number is fixed, and the lunch box will not be taken out of the car unless there are special circumstances.

There are six comrades in the driver's team, and the six lunch boxes are neatly arranged.

Li Aiguo could already think of those six unlucky guys who had no lunch box for lunch, so they could only sit in a row and eat cornbread.

"Co-driver, keep an eye on it, I'll cook you something delicious."

"Is there a pot here, what should I do?" Master Zheng quickly put down the lunch box.

"You'll find out later."

Li Aiguo smiled, stepped on the furnace door, picked up the tongs, picked up an old brake shoe and stuffed it into the furnace.

The temperature in the furnace was as high as thousands of degrees, and in just a moment, the brake shoes were burned red and black smoke.

Li Aiguo asked Master Zheng to pour the fried noodles into the lunch box, and then pour boiling water.

Clip out the brake shoe, put it on the steel driver's seat, and put the lunch box on the red-hot brake shoe.

The brake shoe instantly turned into a teppanyaki, and the water in the pork kidney lunch box boiled quickly.

Li Aiguo picked up luncheon meat from the can with chopsticks, took out a dagger, cut it into pieces, and poured it into the lunch box.

The tender luncheon meat is mixed with fried noodles, tossed up and down in the pork kidney lunch box, exuding a tempting aroma.

Li Aiguo gave it a nice name - "Train Hot Pot"

Master Zheng took a spoonful of 'Train Hot Pot' and put it in his mouth, his eyes widened instantly.

"It's delicious, even better than Donglaishun's hot pot."

Liu Qingquan leaned over, took a sip with a spoon, and couldn't help giving a thumbs up: "Patriotic, I didn't expect you to have such cooking skills, come on, you can cook for me too."

Li Aiguo didn't give in either, following the method just now, he helped Liu Qingquan and himself cook hot pot. '

The driver's building was instantly filled with a fragrant smell.

The old cat looked at the delicious hot pot, then looked down at the cold fried noodles, and suddenly felt that it was not fragrant.

Li Aiguo ate his share in big gulps, and smiled at him: "Old comrade, how about it, do you want me to make a pot for you too."

The old cat wanted to refuse at first, but his Adam's apple twitched twice, and there was a flash of emotion in his eyes, before finally nodding his head.

"That's right, we are comrades, we should help each other, don't keep a straight face all day long."

The method of "train hot pot" is very simple and can be prepared quickly.

Li Aiguo also found an egg from the box, broke it, and added it to the hot pot.

"Come on, how do you taste it?"

Under Li Aiguo's expectant eyes, the old cat picked up the spoon and took a sip.

"It tastes good. I was on the battlefield. I have seen the officers of the Bangzi Erguizi do this. They call it army hot pot."

"Hey old comrade, you can't talk nonsense about this!"

Li Aiguo's complexion changed, he stood up abruptly, and waved his hands again and again: "This is called the people's train driver's train hot pot, which is completely different from their second devil's army hot pot."

"The army hot pot is a hot pot made by Bangzi Erguizi, who begged for a little luncheon meat from his master."

"Our lunch meat, but the soldiers seized it from their master."

"The meaning is completely different!"

Li Aiguo has been confused about one thing.

Take the food from begging as a national delicacy, and take pride in it, what do the sticks think?

"That's right, this is train hot pot, hot pot for working people. It's different, absolutely different."

The expressions of Liu Qingquan and Lao Zheng also changed drastically, and they quickly stood up to explain to Li Aiguo.

The strings in their heads are tense.

The old cat didn't seem to expect that his words would attract such a big reaction from the drivers.

Laughing at himself, he picked up a piece of luncheon meat and blew it into his mouth, narrowing his eyes.

"You should understand now why I don't like talking."

The rescue train arrived at the Tulu Fan Locomotive Depot smoothly.

A locomotive, already filled with coal and water, was already ready.

After replacing the locomotive, the obstacle remover on the original locomotive was replaced with a new locomotive, and the train set off again under the eyes of a pair of eyes.

Li Aiguo sat in the driver's seat, staring at the dashboard, while Liu Qingquan leaned out almost half of his body, always paying attention to the situation ahead.

The veins on the arm of master Zheng, the fireman holding the coal shovel, were violent.

Everyone knows that the real journey has just begun.

In the driver's building, the only one that was not affected was the old cat.

He was still the same as before, fiddled with the radio with his head down, always using code words to communicate with the front.

And translate the information that Li Aiguo and the others should know into common language.

such as.

The rescue team's attempt to send messages to the cave failed.

The number of casualties inside the cave remains unknown.

Alatau's rescue team has mobilized more than 200 people waiting at the mountain pass.

In the past few days, Li Aiguo has also figured out part of the old cat's background.

Lao Mao is the leader of the investigation team.

His real name is unknown, his hometown is unknown, his workplace is unknown, and his age is unknown.

He leads a five-member investigative team.

The investigative team is at a high level.

Even Zhang Gong, the chief rescue team leader, couldn't give orders directly.

This time it was just a rescue mission, why would there be investigators following it?

Could it be that the cave collapse was not an accident.

Thinking of these, Li Aiguo's spirit gradually tensed up.

　vomiting and diarrhea.. going to the hospital now, next chapter, maybe later..lol
　　
　
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