Chapter 492 Foodie

"Alfredo!" Jacop called to Alfredo, who was sleeping next to the stove a few meters away. "Can you make us some pasta?"

Alfredo opened his eyes drowsily and asked, "What?"

"We got some flour, but we don't know how to get it to eat!" Yacop raised his head towards the two bags of flour on the shell box.

"I'm so hungry that I can't stand it!" Alfredo replied, "But I'm sorry, I don't know how to make pasta either!"

"Come on, Alfredo, you're Italian!"

"It's not surprising, isn't it?" Alfredo said: "Werner is from Earth, but he doesn't know that potatoes grow in the soil!"

The soldiers burst into laughter.

"Oh!" Werner objected: "Can you forget about the potatoes? If there are a few now, we can bake potatoes!"

Soldiers, you looked at me and I looked at you, all with helpless expressions on their faces.

"Forget it!" Qin Chuan said, "I'll do it!"

The soldiers could not help but cheer:

"Captain, we didn't hear what you were going to do!"

"The chicken soup from last time was good, but the flour is different!"

"We should consider that wasting flour is a bad idea!"

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"If you don't want to go hungry!" Qin Chuan said, "Shut your mouths and do what I say!"

With that said, Qin Chuan took off his helmet and threw it to the baker, saying, "Sergeant, let's meet with him!"

"Of course!" replied the baker.

"Very good!" Qin Chuan said, "You know what to do. Yacop, prepare some warm water for the sergeant!"

"Yes, Captain!" Jacop replied.

Warm water is not difficult. Just go outside, put some clean snow in your helmet, pour it into a pot, and it will be warm water.

Then, Qin Chuan asked someone to boil a pot of boiling water. Dominic went to the people to ask for some tableware and cooking utensils. He found a piece of iron in the ruins, sharpened it with a military thorn, and roughly made it look like a noodle knife. .

"Captain, what can this thing do?" At this time, Werner had already gotten out of the bathtub and put on his clothes.

"You'd better get the water and the bathtub out!" Qin Chuan said: "It makes the cellar full of water and the space becomes smaller!"

"Yes, Captain!" Werner responded.

After washing his hands, Qin Chuan took the dough from the baker, supported it with one hand and cut it quickly with a dough knife...

There was a "swish" sound, sorry, the light was too dark and it fell outside.

After knowing the approximate landing point in the first test, the next step is very accurate... After all, with such a big pot and the distance is so close, it is difficult to miss it.

As Qinchuan moved one by one, the noodles flew into the boiling water one after another. The soldiers couldn't help but gathered around and exclaimed. As Qinchuan's movements accelerated, the soldiers' eyes widened.

Finally, all the dough turned into sheets and rolled in the boiling water. The remaining Qin Chuan did not waste it. He divided it into several sections and put them in his hands, shook them and put them into thin pieces and put them into the boiling water.

"Captain, this is amazing!" said the baker. "I have never seen noodles made in this way!"

"I haven't seen it either!" Alfredo said.

Qin Chuan smiled. Of course he had never seen these foreigners before. They mostly used machines to make food, and there were only so many kinds of food that could be tossed over and over... Sandwiches were made with something in the middle of the bread; pizza was made with something added on the bread; The burger is stuffed inside a bun. It's not very creative, okay?

But Chinese food is of all kinds, steamed, fried, fried, boiled... Although Qin Chuan only cooks occasionally, he is much better than these German and Italian soldiers.

"But we have no condiments!" said the baker.

"Uh-huh!" Qin Chuan looked at the several boxes of cans next to the flour, picked a beef can from among them, opened it, and then poured all the minced beef in it. The smell was immediately so fragrant that the soldiers were stunned. Drooling.

Seeing that it was almost done, Qin Chuan served himself a bowl and couldn't wait to pick up the spoon... It was more convenient to use chopsticks to eat noodles, but there was no way, there were no chopsticks in the Soviet tableware, and Qin Chuan was too hungry to go back. Dismantle.

Taking a sip of the hot soup first, Qin Chuan felt a warm current going straight into his heart and then spreading throughout his body. The aroma of the beef soup also greatly satisfied his taste buds. The bowl of noodle soup was poured into my stomach.

The soldiers also devoured each and every one of them, their throats making constant swallowing sounds of satisfaction. After a while, the whole pot of noodles was devoured.

"Wow!" Alfredo said, "Am I too hungry? Why do I think this tastes better than spaghetti!"

"No, no, I think it tastes better than Italy!" Werner said, "This may be the best pasta I have ever eaten!"

"If I had known it was so delicious!" said the baker, "I should have kneaded the dough more!"

"That's what you were supposed to do!" Jakop said. "I think I can still eat three bowls!"

"Oh... I think I can keep eating it!" Dominic burped.

Then everyone fixed their eyes on Qin Chuan.

"Of course, why not?" Qin Chuan said, "It won't take long, but... I'm not so hungry now, I think we can get something more delicious!"

"Better tasting?" The soldiers couldn't help but look at each other.

"Let's take a look at this..." Qin Chuan rummaged through the cans for a few times, then picked out a few canned vegetables and beef, and said to Yakop: "Pour them all out and mix them together!"

"Mixed together?" Yakop said: "The taste seems..."

"Stop talking, Yakop!" The baker said: "Do as the captain said, I can't wait!"

"Okay!" Yakop responded.

The baker still kneaded the dough, but this time the procedure would be more complicated... After kneading the dough, it had to be pressed into a uniform thin dough.

But this was nothing to the baker, he had mastered these skills when making bread.

Then he found a hollow cylinder as big as a cup mouth, pressed a stack of round dumpling skins on the thin dough, and then pressed it again.

If you want a good taste, you should use a rolling pin to roll the skin, but in this case Qin Chuan didn't want to make such a hassle, just deal with it.

Then wrap the stuffing mixed by Yakop, and the dumplings came out soon.

Of course, the German soldiers also learned to make dumplings, but the dumplings they made were so weird and ugly... But it is understandable. Foreigners are not so particular about food so they are not born with this talent. What's more, the most important thing now is to be able to eat enough.