The pungent smell of choking peppers mixed with black smoke filled the entire kitchen, and Zhang Junbao, who was making cakes, couldn't stand the smell of chili peppers and kept coughing.

Brother Qiang was tossing the spoon by the fire, looking like a chef, but he didn't know what the taste would be like.

The cotton curtain hanging at the door was suddenly lifted, and a cold wind blew into the room, making Zhang Junbao, who was facing the door with his back, suddenly excited and shivered.

Brother Pony stood at the door and breathed two breaths of fresh air before turning his head and shouting, "Let's change the air, don't be too cold." ”

"It's okay, Brother Ma, I have a fire here."

Brother Qiang shouted loudly, and while speaking, he didn't forget to stir the wok twice, and through the smoke that gradually dissipated, Zhang Junbao even saw beads of sweat on his sideburns on both sides.

"It's okay, squad leader, I'm not afraid of the cold."

Zhang Junbao turned his head and responded to Brother Xiaoma, and then quickly took out the flatbread in the pot with chopsticks, and at the same time picked up a new dough cake and threw it into the pot.

Zhang Junbao is no stranger to the food of pancakes.

As a native northerner, I grew up eating pasta when I was young.

He learned to cook before he joined the army, and now he is helping out in the kitchen for the first time, which is an improvement for veterans who eat noodles every day.

There was no pan in the kitchen, only two iron pots, so Zhang Junbao had to watch the fire carefully, and turned the cakes in the pot a few times with chopsticks from time to time.

"Junbao, is your cake ready? I'm just waiting for this dish to come out of the pot. ”

"It's almost good, squad leader, if you're hungry, you can taste it first."

"Yongqiang, if you don't eat it, I'll taste it first, I've already been hungry."

Zhang Yongqiang guarded the vegetable pot with a smile and did not move his steps, while the little brother Ma who was guarding the door walked to the steamed bun drawer where the cakes were placed, tore off two pieces of bread and threw them into his stomach.

The sound of "snort" sounded, and because the cake was too hot, Xiao Ma subconsciously sucked it up, causing Zhang Yongqiang and Zhang Junbao to laugh out loud.

After a while, the dishes were fried and the cakes were cooked, and Brother Xiao Ma ran to the dormitory to call someone to eat, and Zhang Yongqiang and Zhang Junbao were left in the kitchen.

"Junbao, you kid can cook, come to help in the future, you know?"

"Yes, squad leader."

"Don't be a squad leader, I'm not a squad leader, just call me Brother Qiang."

"Yes, squad leader."

"Haha, hold the grass, you kid," facing Zhang Junbao, who was tendoning, Zhang Yongqiang suddenly couldn't help laughing, and pointed at him with a crying and laughing expression, "There is no military training in our class, no internal inspection, and no messy assessment, so you don't have to be so nervous like a recruit company, relax." ”

"My leg is not good, but I can still eat the food I cooked in the class, and it has been approaching, and now that you are here, I will hand it over to you in the future, understand?"

"Yes, squad leader."

Looking at Zhang Yongqiang's serious look, Zhang Junbao nodded seriously.

There was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside the door, it should be Brother Xiao Ma and they have come to eat.

Zhang Junbao neatly arranged the cakes and dishes, then picked up the tin kettle and rushed out of the kitchen.

Looking at his back as he rushed out, Zhang Yongqiang was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look behind the kitchen door, and couldn't help laughing again.

"This kid entered the role quite quickly, but I don't know how long he can last."

Zhang Yongqiang shook his head as usual and sat on the maza, and Lao Geng and Da Fei all walked in.

"Hey, where is that kid Zhang Junbao?" Da Fei asked.

"I saw him running out in a hurry just now, what did he do? Brother Qiang? Li Bing, who was walking at the back, sat on the maza, and as he spoke, two big hands full of black hair had already pulled a large cake and held it in his hands.

"I don't know what he's doing, let's eat."

Everyone muttered a few words and began to eat, and it seemed that they had no intention of waiting for Zhang Junbao to eat together.

After a while, Zhang Junbao ran back with a kettle out of breath.

"Three madmen, hurry up and eat." Li Bing muttered as he ate.

"Got it, squad leader, I'll boil a pot of hot water, and I'll drink it when I'm done eating."

Zhang Junbao looked a little out of breath when he spoke, but the movements in his hands did not stop, and he neatly put the kettle on the fire, and then he turned around and walked to the dining table to prepare for dinner.

"Waste, you can run so many steps like this, are you still a man?"

Da Fei sneered and muttered a few words, looking at Zhang Junbao's eyes full of contempt, which was contempt from the heart.

After Zhang Junbao, who had just sat down, heard this, the hand that was about to take the cake suddenly trembled, and then lowered his head and took the cake in his hand, without saying a word.

"Huh." Da Fei sneered again and ignored him anymore.

After eating, the veterans all ran back to the dormitory, and Zhang Junbao was left alone in the kitchen.

The two thermos in the dormitory were filled with hot water, and five veterans were sitting around a table and spitting smoke together.

"A cigarette after dinner, race over the living immortals," In this place that didn't know whether to call it a military or a farm, the hearts of the five veterans seemed to be closed.

The voice of "Xilulu" sounded, Zhang Yongqiang let out a sigh of relief, put down the water glass in his hand, and he glanced around the others before he spoke: "Have you watched "Soldier Assault"? ”

"Nonsense," Da Fei tapped his fingers, and a piece of soot fell to the ground.

"Brother Qiang, don't you say that you came to the army after watching that TV series?" The soldier's words were full of banter and expectation, as if this answer was about to become a new joke for Class 13.

Lao Geng snuffed out the cigarette in his hand and drank two sips of hot water quietly, while Brother Xiaoma, who was sitting on the side, was absentmindedly lying on the table reading martial arts novels.

"Don't say it, there is really a reason, after all, Xu Sanduo and I are fellow countrymen."

"Damn, I forgot that you are from Henan, you old liar."

Zhang Yongqiang laughed twice and continued: "Don't you think that our ghost place is similar to the fifth class of the grassland? ”

"That's right," Li Bing replied thoughtfully.

"Brother Qiang, what do you want to say?" Da Fei extinguished the cigarette in his hand and turned his head to look at Zhang Yongqiang beside him, but there was no expression on his face, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Hearing Da Fei's words, Zhang Yongqiang suddenly sighed, and then showed a helpless wry smile on his face, "Da Fei, your brain has always been so fast." ”

"Don't you think that kid Zhang Junbao is very similar to Xu Sanduo?"

"Pull it down, no matter how bad Xu Sanduo is, he doesn't have military training, all of them are not up to standard, right?"

"yes, there's no comparison."

"What's the difference between a virtual character and a soldier?"

"If the squad leader of his recruit company was me, I could train him to death." Lao Geng, who had always been silent, finally said such a sentence, and the room suddenly fell silent.

Zhang Yongqiang held the water glass, smiled helplessly and bitterly, thinking that he could only mourn for Zhang Junbao in silence.

The public enemy of the whole class is not welcomed!