'What to eat?' ’

'Two meatball packets, a mung bean porridge, and a cold salad. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info'

'No, it's still three buns!' ’

The fat soldier on the opposite side was eating on business, but after the other party said three buns, he rolled his eyelids in surprise.

Hey? When did there still be a big stomach king in the army, to tell the truth, this is the officer's window, and now except for those raw melon and egg recruits who train every day, who can have such a large amount of food.

It's almost the same appetite as him.

But as soon as he raised his eyes, the little fat man was stunned.

Forgive the slogan of being a soldier in the army for three years, the sow race sable cicada, this is basically a true portrayal.

In addition to those military academies with mixed enrollment, in general military districts, if you want to find a few female soldiers, unless you go to a special department, it is really difficult for you to see them in normal times.

Besides, what is standing in front of him now is not a delicate little girl, but Qin Guan.

Qin Guan with wide shoulders and slender waist and long legs!

It was said that the gossip from the officers of the Propaganda Section said that Qin Guan came to their military region to film.

But I didn't see anyone!

Now I actually saw a living person in the cafeteria, although it is not a big canteen that everyone has been looking forward to, but it is enough.

'What? No buns? Wasn't that freshly boiled? ’

Qin Guan, who had not been able to get a response for a long time, pointed to the steamer behind Xiaopang suspiciously.

'Oh, oh, there is! You wait. ’

If you want to say whether there is real kung fu or not, it depends on the master's shaking.

A master who has been engaged in the window cooking business all the year round, he was born with his own magic skills.

A pot of vegetables, a long spoon, one down, one flipped, plus the ingenuity of shaking twice in your hand after scooping up the dish, you can see the canteen master's senses for you.

It's the same braised pork, and the spoon is the same, you have three pieces in one spoon, but the spoon is full of juice and kelp knots, and you can't say the bitterness.

The beautiful and white girl behind you, who is eight or nine pieces of big meat, with just the right amount of juice, where do you reason?

As a result, this trick was also tested on Qin Guan's body.

The buns were packed quickly, and the three white fat men squeezed a lunch box crookedly, and the mung bean porridge on the tray was viscous and crystalline, and the green beans were cooked just right.

A plate of spiky mixed mixes, enoki mushrooms and fungus, cucumbers and peanuts, refreshing at the same time, the chili oil on their bodies is also reminding themselves of the role of cooking.

Sesame oil and a touch of rice vinegar, as the finishing touch of the cold dish, made Qin Guan, who had not yet begun to eat, even more hungry.

But I don't know if it's because of the natural aura discord, or because Duan Yihong likes Qin Guan too much.

Wherever there is Qin Guan's figure, this old man who does not have a big brother's appearance will appear by Qin Guan's side.

With a characteristic evil smile, he poked his head to look at Qin Guan's food plate, this kind of differential treatment made Duan Yihong, who asked for exactly the same meal, see the difference at a glance.

The same is a bun, and the human hand will naturally not be as precise as the machine, and the natural bag is large and small.

The bun in Qin Guan's hand was a whole circle bigger than everyone else.

Although the circle doesn't seem to be very big, but it can't stand the amazing size of this bun itself, and if you look at it carefully, this bun is almost bigger than Qin Guan's face.

The bun in Duan Yihong's hand seems to be a slimmed down version of Bao Xiaodi, with a bit of pitiful and malnutrition.

As for the mung bean porridge, it's even more unwatchable.

The essence of a tin bucket seems to have been given to Qin Guan in a bowl, a bowl of thick sticky, and a bowl so rare that it can shine on a human face.

Two or three poor mung bean skins floated on the surface of the porridge water, and after blowing a breath, they could swim back and forth for two or three times.

Coupled with a plate of cold dishes that was more than two plates, Duan Yihong subconsciously turned his head to look at the window, whether he wanted to be treated so differently.

Not to mention that the actors have to like it or not.

In the soldier assault that has not yet been broadcast, the members of the entire group, except for Qin Guan, are really not famous people.

Who is Duan Yihong? Nobody knows me.

And now that the meal has already been finished, there is a soldier in the canteen window, who is counted as one, and they are all secretly surrounding the window, looking in the direction of Qin Guan.

Even if it's a back, it's earned.

Seeing such a scene, what else did Duan Yihong not understand?

I can only sigh and rob Qin Guan.

"Hey, I see that your bun is good, let's eat it together." ’

This hand was pulled over.

You're welcome.

This kind of bun really can't be held and gnawed, it's big and hot!

The dough was slowly pulled apart, and the aroma of minced meat wafted throughout the cafeteria.

The dough inside has already been rendered full of sauce-colored soup, with a unique oily texture, and it is now in front of diners.

The most unique thing is the meatball in the bun, half of which is not dispersed, a large round ball, with a full of soup, poking out its head in the white skin.

Use chopsticks to hold the steamed bun that has been dissipated for seven minutes, and take a bite of the belt filling.

While exhaling because of the scalding, he was reluctant to loosen the bun that had been bitten in his mouth.

Seven points of chewing, plus three points of swallowing dates, the perfect combination of wheat aroma and pork, will blend together, please your tongue, satisfy your appetite.

When it's a little greasy, take a bite of warm mung bean porridge, and serve the sour and spicy cold dishes with chopsticks, not to mention how refreshing.

Don't have enough food on your own?

Someone else's make-up.

As a result, more and more people gather their plates together, and the sharing of your chopsticks and my spoon is the fun of eating in the canteen.

That's also because they are non-staff, and if the soldiers dare to eat like this, they probably won't have to eat.

When you're full of food and drink, you have to get down to business.

The drama of soldier assault is rare, and it has turned several military regions in a circle.

Whether it is training or acting, Director Kang Honglei, as a doer, is unwilling to make do.

When they left the Capital Military Region, the little fat man who was cooking in the canteen received a big signboard.

There are the signatures of all the actors on it, as well as a sentence specially left by Qin Guan: Thank you.

Isn't it short to eat?

When the eyes of the little fat man who was in tears and was about to faint with excitement could no longer see his idol, Qin Guan and the team members also came to the place where their TV series was about to be completed.

Here they will borrow the army's field training base to complete their final scene, another selection of old A, and another sublimation of friendship.

At this time, Qin Guan had already covered up the face of the jade tree in the wind in the hands of the makeup artist, leaving only the perfect makeup of the field battle.