red art soldier

Chapter 68 New Job: Feeding Pigs
"Report, Ye Chen, a member of the Avant-Garde Art Troupe, came to report, who is Squad Leader Hong?"

At this moment, in front of the cooking class, Ye Chen was carrying the blanket on his back, looking at the pots and pans in the cooking class, he knew that his hard days were coming.

A fat man with a wide body and a fat body wearing a large apron walked towards him, looked at Ye Chen and said, "I am Fatty Hong, and you are Ye Chen from the Art Troupe. Why are you shorter than our Xiaomao?"

"Hey, it's true or not, let me see, let me see!"

Following the sound, I saw a warrior who looked like a skinny monkey running over from the storage room, he looked at Ye Chen and said, "Hey, tsk tsk, you're only three centimeters shorter than me, no, I'm comparing, hey, look If it doesn’t come out, let’s take it as [-] centimeters!”

Ye Chen rolled his eyes in an instant, this guy named Xiaomao is too much.

"Hello, my name is Mao Bufan. When I was born, my parents gave me such a name, saying that when I grow up like this, I will become an extraordinary person!"

Ye Chen smiled, and shook hands with that Mao Bufan, this guy knows how to be polite!
"Gather together, we have new comrades in arms in our squad, come and meet us."

In less than 3 minutes, all the soldiers from the cooking squad were present. Ye Chen glanced at them. Including Hong Dapang, the squad leader, there were only thirteen people in total, and there were only fourteen people including himself.

Squad leader Hong Dafa gave Ye Chen a brief introduction, and then introduced a few people here and said to Ye Chen: "Comrade Ye Chen, in front of our big fellows, I will clarify for you , you must obey the discipline here. If you don't obey the discipline here, I'm not as polite as Captain Wang. There are many ways to punish you. Of course, if you work hard, we won't say anything. In short , you should stay in the cooking class for the next seven days."

Ye Chen nodded and said: "Squad leader, don't worry, I will never make trouble for you, but the announcement..."

Fatty Hong patted Ye Chen's shoulder and said: "I understand your mood, I also understand your talent, but it's wrong to hit someone after all, and you were notified. Remember, with me, there is only obedience, absolute obedience."

Ye Chen didn't bother to explain. Everyone in the art troupe knew what happened in a briefing, and he received a lot of stares along the way.

"Then what will you do?"

Ye Chen was taken aback by Hong Dapang's words.

Yeah, what would you do?
The work of the cooking class is a big project. As a boy from the countryside, I really don't know how to stir-fry any dishes, even side dishes, and I can't handle it myself!

"Report to the class monitor, I will scramble eggs with tomatoes, scrambled eggs with peppers, scrambled eggs with garlic sprouts, and scrambled eggs with green onions."

Fatty Hong covered his face and said: "Hey, I am so quick-witted and smart, why did I take in a soldier like you who knows scrambled eggs, scrambled eggs, scrambled eggs! If this is released, you must not throw it away." My old Hong's face, do you see what is hanging here?"

In the middle of the kitchen, there is a pennant with the words "Excellent Cooking Class" written on it.

It was quite unexpected that these people could still be rated as an excellent cooking class. Ye Chen glanced at Hong Dapang, then at the deputy Gao Xiaozhuang, and glanced over one by one.

"Squad leader, in order to be worthy of the title of 'Excellent Cooking Class', I decided to be lenient when I confessed, and strict when I resisted. To tell you the truth, besides being able to scramble eggs, I have another characteristic, and that is..."

Mao Bufan widened his eyes and said, "Comrade Ye Chen, what else do you do besides scramble eggs, crack eggs!"

Fatty Hong kicked Mao Bufan and said, "Go away, Comrade Ye Chen, tell me about your strengths, otherwise, I can't report on your seven-day reform through labor, can I?"

Ye Chen chuckled and said, "Besides scrambled eggs, let me tell you, I still eat them!"

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing. The fat on Hong Da's fat face trembled wildly: "You bastard, you are deliberately teasing us!"

The others laughed again when they heard the words, Fatty Hong rolled his eyes at Ye Chen and said, "This is just adding to my confusion, Mao Xiaofan, take Ye Chen to the dormitory, put your things away, and then take him to the pig's house." Go to feed the pigs in the pen, yes, I will feed the pigs full-time for these seven days. After feeding the pigs, come here to help us wash the vegetables. Forget it, I’m afraid he can’t wash the vegetables. Let’s start, fill in coal, and by the way, wash rice.”

Shuai Hu's real name is Hu Yi, he is handsome, he looks a little gentle, he looks like a civil servant, but he is a bit awkward in this cooking class.

Fatty Hong glanced at Ye Chen and said, "Is it okay for you to offend some overseas Chinese? A young literary and art troupe won't wait, so you have to come here to suffer."

"Unlucky boy, do the work assigned by the class monitor well, and strive for an early acquittal. If you are lazy and skid, be careful, I will cut you!"

The person who spoke was Da Zhou, whose real name was Zhou Youfu, a veteran of the cooking squad. He had a cucumber in his mouth at the moment, and he slammed it into his mouth, but the way he looked at him made Ye Chen feel obedient. .

"Brother Zhou, don't worry, I promise to complete the task assigned by the monitor."

Mao Bufan took Ye Chen out of the cooking class and walked towards the dormitory, and a sentence came from a distance: "Thank you! My life is finally not bitter!"

Ye Chen left, leaving behind a group of people in the kitchen, who began to chatter.

"Squad leader, this unlucky boy, I look at this Yechen very well! It doesn't look like a thorn at all, it's as crunchy as my cucumber, and it's so cold, I can't hide it!"

"That's right, last time Political Commissar Liu told us to fix his arrogance. What kind of arrogance does this guy have, didn't you see it?"

"Captain, when I was cleaning the restaurant yesterday, I heard a few little sisters from the singing team chatting there, saying that the son of the overseas Chinese insulted our soldiers. This boy punched him because he couldn't bear it. Hurry up, there is no big mistake!"

"Squad leader, I'll listen to you. If you say we can do it, we can do it!"

"I'm very sad, this Ye Chen must be a thorn in the head, otherwise why would he be dissatisfied with him by Political Commissar Liu and Deputy Team Liu? Oh, and that old Fan is so dissatisfied with him?..."

"Let's end the meeting and make lunch!"

"I'm a mother-in-law, why don't you let me talk when you get here!"

"Cooking class, really capable, stir-fried vegetables are salty, pickled vegetables are light, vegetables are a little oily, soup is a big piece; cooking class, really capable, steamed buns are hard, rice is sour, noodles are mushy, and cakes are like bricks." Fatty Hong held a Dashao looked at the crowd and said, "Come on, do your own thing. It's a mule or a horse. Let's take it out for a walk. Isn't there seven days? We don't listen to anyone. Seeing is believing. Read the libretto while riding a donkey, and read it while walking!"

(End of this chapter)