With Lu Ming watching, Tang Long was very relieved, and he also deliberately reported a few more laps, even if they cut corners by half, there would still be five laps, which was more than enough.

When I arrived at the cooking class, everyone in the cooking class was opening a small stove, and the squad leader Zheng Zhiqiang cooked a bowl of soup stock to cook noodles to eat.

"Squad Leader Zheng, can you really work hard, are you preparing? Isn't it just porridge for me? also boiled such a big pot," Tang Long stretched out his hand and took the spoon in Zheng Zhiqiang's hand, scooped a little and tasted it.

"Don't put salt yet, don't put it, what they need is a low-salt meal before the end of the special training," Tang Long had already begun to command, and this posture was almost like saying, "I want this pot of soup!" ”

Zheng Zhiqiang's heart was roaring: "Hey, hey, hey! Lao Tzu cooked it to make supper for the brothers in the cooking class! What kind of thing are you pointing fingers at you so well......"

However, the news sent by Tang Long called the brothers in the cooking class to exchange a lot of cigarettes from the brothers of the combat company, and Zheng Zhiqiang still had a bad attack because of this feeling.

"Didn't you say it was porridge in the early morning?" Zheng Zhiqiang hesitated for a moment, but still mustered up the courage to ask.

"That's right, the porridge in the early morning, the soup now, didn't I say that? I'm sorry, I forgot, it's okay to make it up now, right? Tang Long took the spoon and stirred and stirred in the pot, and the steam hit Zheng Zhiqiang's face, and it felt like the sound of a big-eared scraper, pia!

There is no shame at all, everything is taken for granted.

He's sick in the brain, what did you promise him to do this? Zheng Zhiqiang can't wait to beat himself with a few big-eared scrapers.

"Forget it, I'll make the porridge in the early morning myself, do you have an extra pot? Can you show me what raw materials are in stock......

"Ah...... Ahem, Tang Long, where are you squad leader Lu? Zheng Zhiqiang misses Lu Ming very much now, and he thinks that Ding Ding hurts, so he hopes that Lu Ming can appear like Superman, and then drag this bastard who broke into the back kitchen and occupied him.

"The squad leader is watching them run in circles," Tang Long's smile was particularly youthful, "He said let me ask you more things, and he said that you are a very good senior." ”

Checkmate.

Zheng Zhiqiang's heart was like being pierced by the arrows of some bare-bottomed birdman, and he immediately felt that this kid was not so hateful.

"Squad Leader Zheng, is there cinnamon?" Tang Long saw that the cooking squad leader had entered the state, and hurriedly stood up.

"Ha, ha! Yes! Zheng Zhiqiang hurriedly said.

"Help me wash two pieces for later use," Tang Long said, "Do you have preserved eggs?" ”

"Yes!" Zheng Zhiqiang is still positive.

"Wash three, beat into a puree, thank you."

"You're welcome!" Zheng Zhiqiang looked willing.

"Squad leader, how ......do you make Yangchun noodles" The little soldier of the cooking class came into the kitchen, and just wanted to ask about the noodles, but when he saw that his squad leader and Tang Long were busy, he became "Obviously I came first......

Tang Long was stunned for a moment, turned around and asked tentatively: "Winter Horse Junior?" ”

"Yukina Bi...... Wrong! What are you doing in the kitchen of our cooking class? The little soldier almost turned the kitchen into a scene where Bai Xue recognized his relatives, but suddenly reacted and asked seriously.

"Oh, I'm making nutritious porridge for the soldiers of the third class, oh, do you want to learn? If you want to learn, help me beat four eggs and pour them into the porridge in a while......" Tang Long said.

To be honest, he doesn't know what this porridge is like, anyway, as long as it can fool people, the final active ingredient is actually a physical strengthening potion......

"The key to the success of this porridge is that at the moment of pouring the egg mixture, the stirring must not be hurried or slow, it cannot be allowed to sink directly to the bottom, nor can it be pasted to the wall of the pot," Tang Long continued to flicker, but saw Zheng Zhiqiang and the little soldier listening attentively.

It's a big psychological burden...... If he can't do it, he will be embarrassed, seeing that the rice porridge in the pot is already boiling, Tang Long took a deep breath and decided to experiment with the recipe he came up with.

Throwing the cinnamon smashed on the board into the porridge, a smell of spices wafted out, then the diced meat that had been cooked, and then a bowl was stuffed into Tang Long's hand.

Zheng Zhiqiang and the little soldier looked forward to it, and they wanted to see if the pouring method that was not fast or slow, even and not on the wall of the pot was like a miracle.

Tang Long wanted to cry, he just wanted to fool people, who knew it would become like this.

Picking up the spoon and plucking up his courage, Tang Long pulled the spoon and led the porridge to rotate at a uniform speed.

Tang Long carefully poured the egg liquid, and used the prediction ability that he could only use when he faced off against the masters of the black list.

The strength corresponds to the velocity, which in turn corresponds to the trajectory of the egg liquid in the soup.

If there is a predicted trajectory to touch the wall of the pot, then use more force, increase the instantaneous speed, and even let the egg liquid go a little longer, and the next time it may touch the wall of the pot, the egg liquid has already solidified.

It was difficult at first, but by the time half a bowl of egg liquid was put into the pot, Tang Long was already very proficient.

"Okay," Tang Long said with a smile, "This porridge won't be there for long, so it's going to be eaten as a supper for everyone, right?" How about you taste it? ”

The egg drop won't taste good when it's cold, so I can only tell everyone to divide it, and I'll leave the task of using the physical enhancement potion as a guise for the soup stock.

The little warrior couldn't wait, and hurriedly scooped a small bowl with a spoon and poured it into his mouth.

"Hmm! Delicious! The little warrior exclaimed, "The taste is good, it is fresh, and the taste of the spices is also suitable." ”

"Well, indeed! Tang Long, where did you learn this porridge, I want to add it to the recipe of our cooking class. ”

"Just let it go, I'm original, no one will come to trouble......" Tang Long thought in his heart that you were happy, and he didn't think about anything else.

"Squad leader, what's so fragrant...... A few little soldiers came out with their heads probed, and asked this and that around the nutritious porridge, Tang Long took the opportunity to take the broth away.

Counting the time, ten laps should be completed.

Before returning to the dormitory, I saw that only Wang Erhu was standing alone, and none of the others had come back.

"What's going on? What about the others? Tang Long asked hurriedly.

"I'm still running, all of them can't run, and there are still a few laps left," Wang Erhu said honestly, "I'll come back first after I finish running." ”

It is really hard to imagine where this gang of people got the courage to apply for the special forces, Tang Long shook his head silently.

"You drink the soup first," Tang Long gave Wang Erhu a bowl of soup, which naturally did not contain physical enhancement elixirs, this thing was useless to Wang Erhu.

"Wow...... What a fragrant soup! Although he was already tired and unconscious, Xu Xiangcheng still followed the fragrance and pounced on the pot containing the broth.

He had the best foundation, and despite being tired as a dog, he managed to run ten laps before the others.

Tang Long filled a bowl and quietly dripped two drops of physical strengthening potion into it: "Come, drink it!" The soup soup cooked by squad leader Zheng himself! ”