The veteran was smoking, and Liu Yi was sitting beside him, his right hand constantly gesturing in the air.

I always want to grasp the characteristics of the veteran's movements, and then summarize them in words, but after pondering for a long time, I can't summarize them.

In fact, the veteran's action of cutting steamed buns can be described simply as who can make perfect, and it can also be said.

But in Liu Yi's eyes, he just felt that there was kung fu in it, and it was very profound kung fu.

It's not the mysterious and mysterious thing in martial arts, but the real kung fu that can be seen and touched.

The surprise on the veteran's face had long since been put away, and he sat there smoking a cigarette without a puff.

Although it seems to be careless, the corner of his eye always glances in the air from time to time, and Liu Yi keeps gesturing his right hand.

A group of boys in the cooking class also glanced at Liu Yi from time to time. When exchanging glances with each other, some secretly pouted, and some wrinkled their noses and blinked.

In their opinion, Liu Yi is a sycophant.

I just arrived at the cooking class, and I haven't reported it yet, so I'm like the old soldier's ass.

At the same time, they also laughed at Liu Yi in their hearts, because the veteran was in the back kitchen, except for making steamed buns, they didn't care about.

Slapping his ass, that's completely useless.

However, the ability to pat on the back is not bad, and I am stunned to say that all the craftsmanship of steamed buns is kung fu, and I also say that it is decent.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone was used to seeing the craftsmanship of veterans, it was estimated that they would really have to be fooled.

The squad leader and the secretary went out to run errands, and the first-class non-commissioned officer in the back kitchen was in charge.

Seeing a few boys grimacing and slapping their eyes, he coughed lightly in a calm voice.

After attracting attention, the first-class non-commissioned officer calmed down and signaled to a few boys what to do, don't coax with that fool.

It's not clear what the seniority is in the back kitchen, but the first non-commissioned officer can know. Don't look at the veterans all day long, but the relationship with the secretary is very ironclad.

If anyone angers him, a small sentence behind his back will be enough for you. And the new private, who is obviously from the elite team.

In the game with Mu Shanhu, he also went to see the excitement.

It is not unheard of for members of the special operations brigade to make mistakes and be assigned to the cooking class for reflection.

Most of the kid in front of him is also, he stays for two days, and when the captain's anger is gone, he will naturally go back from where he came from.

My own gang of guys, what kind of face do you have to laugh at others.

The bunch of boys in the cooking class don't think as much as the first-class non-commissioned officer thinks. But seeing that his face was drooping, no one dared to squeeze his eyebrows anymore.

One by one, they quickly lowered their heads and concentrated on the work at hand.

When the standard meal of four dishes and one soup was gradually cooked, the steamer sounded to jump to the heat preservation gear.

"Go ahead, take two and taste them. The veteran gestured to the steamer.

"Gotta ~"

Liu Yi was indeed hungry, got up and opened the door of the steamer, found a clean drawer cloth and shook his hands, and grabbed two large alkali steamed buns with yellowish skin from the steamer.

I'm not afraid of being hot, so I took the steamed bun in my hand, blew it twice, and opened my mouth to gnaw on it.

The steamed buns are the most fluffy when they are just out of the pot, and they are boiled in one bite.

"It's delicious!" Liu Yi inhaled the cool air and praised it solidly.

It's not a sycophant, I drank a lot of wine the night before and didn't eat breakfast. Liu Yi, who was hungry before and after, had pantothenic acid in his stomach.

Swallowing a mouthful of alkaline steamed buns, the feeling of comfortable ironing is indescribable.

endured the heat, threw a steamed bun into his stomach in three or two bites, and Liu Yi freed his mouth.

After discussion, he said to the veteran: "Squad leader, can you teach me your knife skills?"

"You also learn the craft of making steamed buns?" asked the veteran with squinted eyes.

"Cheng, as long as I can learn your kung fu, I can do anything. Liu Yi played a trick.

The veteran laughed, picked up a cigarette roll and lit it again.

He breathed out the smoke and said, "Don't look at my inconspicuous craft, it's not easy to learn." ”

"No problem, I promise to learn by heart!" Liu Yi didn't expect the plan of apprenticeship, there was a door so simple, and the surprise on his face couldn't be controlled at all.

"As you said, I'll teach you some basics in a while to see how you understand. The veteran said half-jokingly, half-seriously.

"Okay!" Liu Yi's heart was hot, for fear that the veteran would regret it, so he stuffed the steamed bun in his hand into his mouth.

As a result, I was scalded enough, and I had a third of the steamed buns in my mouth, and I couldn't swallow it, and it was not good to spit out, so I could only inhale and cool down.

That stupid look made a few boys in the back kitchen laugh all of them.

The first-class non-commissioned officer originally wanted to give a few words, but when he saw Liu Yi's appearance, he couldn't help laughing.

I heard a song before the meal sounded outside in my ears, so I quickly sorted out my expression and shouted solemnly: "Okay, okay, hurry up, get moving!"

The rules of the special operations brigade are very strict, and although the logistics cadres do not sing before meals, the soldiers have to wait at the back of the queue when they are lined up.

Wait for the fighters to finish singing a song before their meal before they can eat in the cafeteria.

When a group of leaders heard the greeting of the veteran, they couldn't help but smile, serving the vegetable bowl and carrying the rice.

Busy and orderly, the hot food was delivered to the front restaurant.

When the back kitchen was quiet, the veteran stood up on his right knee and dusted off the flour from his pants.

When I walked to the back door, a sentence came out: "Go, go to the backyard." ”

Liu Yi didn't know what to do in the backyard, but he still had to hurry up and keep up.

The backyard of the cooking class is not very large, with the platform of the pressurized water well on the left and the tool room on the right.

Facing the back door is the firewood room, where the wood is dried and cut into long and consistent sections.

According to the different thicknesses, stacks are stacked along the back wall to make OCD patients feel unusually comfortable.

The kitchen is now full of gas and electric kitchenware, but the southwest gas is tight, and it is common for a few days to not be able to add gas.

The brigade is stationed in a remote area, and there are power outages at every turn.

Therefore, although the firewood stove can not be used every day, from time to time, it has to take on the responsibility of saving the scene.

As soon as the firewood stove appeared, firewood was naturally indispensable.

The veteran walked into the firewood room unhurriedly and pulled out two wooden piers, one high and one low, from the corner.

The tall ones are placed in front of them, and the short ones sit under their butts. He took out a half-thick one from the woodpile and stood on the big wooden pier.

In the next second, the military thorn of Bayi Bar appeared in his hand.

"Look!" said the old man, the dagger in his hand had already been slashed.

Liu Yi had just concentrated, and the wooden stick that was still standing on the pier in the first half of the second had already been split into two.

The veteran reached out and picked up the wooden blocks that had fallen to the sides of the pier, put them together along the flat incisions, and re-erected them on the pier.

After the cold light of the dagger was cut again, the wooden stick had already turned into four even petals.

"That's it~" The veteran said lightly and stood up.

glanced at Liu Yi and asked, "Is there a knife?"

"Ahh