When Zhang Sixing finally escaped from Delores' gentle but tenacious insistence, it was almost an hour later. Of course, things are not as gentle as everyone thinks, and if you've heard a stern surgeon admonish you, you'll know.

As soon as he left the door of the hospital, Zhang Sixing lowered his voice and scolded,

"Hansen, you bastard with no righteousness, if you were here, she wouldn't have trained me so harshly."

Sure enough, Hansen didn't leave, and when he heard Zhang Sixing's words, he immediately salivated and came up. Of course, the most important thing is to hand over a cigarette first, and light it for Zhang Sixing before saying,

"Sir, I'm your aide-de-camp, and you really want me to be by your side in that situation. You know I'm not very tight-mouthed, and I'm worried about telling people about it. ”

Threats, this is a threat.

From Zhang Sixing's point of view, Hansen is threatening to tell Yelena about this.

However, Zhang Sixing may not be very good at dealing with Yelena and Delores, but it is not difficult to deal with Hansen.

"Hmph, Hansen, fortunately I have a strict mouth, if I accidentally tell Manna that you and Xu Wenqian ......"

"Sir, sir, don't bring this, we're just getting started, you're like your old husband and wife, you want to ...... Sir...... You can't do that, sir. ”

In Hansen's deliberately suppressed voice, the two figures walked quickly towards the office building of the paratrooper school, and Zhang Sixing's voice came from the night wind,

"Hurry up, I'll go back and sleep for a few hours, then get up and make plans, ...... tomorrow No, today, today we will bring Hu Jie's nest to him. ”

"Today, my God is already three o'clock, and I wake up at six thirty o'clock to go to training. Sir, can I take a leave of absence, if you use my words like this, I will definitely die young. ”

The next day, at eight o'clock in the morning, the officers who had completed their morning training walked into the cafeteria. Officers, regardless of rank, look just as disgraced as the soldiers. Of course, like the soldiers, they were all hungry at the moment.

It's not that the food in the paratrooper school is not good, since killing the bandits' dens outside the city and catching the businessmen in the city who were confessed by the bandits, everyone in the Kunming Chamber of Commerce has become conscious.

The grain bought from the grain store is fresh and clean, and the rabbits, mice, chickens and ducks in the farms can now provide meat to the barracks.

Breakfast is milk porridge and sometimes batter. The milk is very thin and there are not many grains of rice. However, one or two large steamed buns in the barracks are still sandwiched with luncheon meat.

Compared with the "Spam" luncheon meat, which will be hated by American soldiers in the future, the luncheon meat with the same texture produced in Kunming is very popular with soldiers. It's not because the soldiers haven't eaten meat, but because they just give more than 20 flavors of luncheon meat.

According to Zhang Sixing's estimate, if it is such a "Spam", I am afraid that even the US military will no longer have "Spam phobia". After all, from the perspective of food culture, Chinese cuisine is an all-round crushing existence for the United States.

And the steamed buns are already sandwiched by the cooking staff, and it depends on luck what flavor you get. The soldiers had to try to swap with their comrades according to their own tastes.

As a result, the cafeteria was full of whispered discussions,

"Brother, I'm a jam luncheon meat in a steamed bun, I don't like sweet, who has plum vegetables, I change plum cabbage ......"

However, this is not a problem for Zhang Sixing, he doesn't pick any tastes in the barracks canteen. Unless he cooks his own food on vacation, Zhang Sixing has never cared about the taste of food.

But Hansen couldn't do it, and he almost screamed after only one bite of today's steamed buns,

", this special clip is full of chili peppers, there are no chili peppers, this is simply going to murder Lao Tzu's **."

As Hansen screamed, everyone in the cafeteria burst into laughter. After all, there are many people from Northeast China and Yunnan in the paratrooper school, and only a few people from Jiangsu and Zhejiang don't like the taste of chili peppers, like Hansen.

As he screamed, soldiers who liked chili peppers had already come to swap with him.

Seeing someone swapping with him, Hansen grimaced happily, and then bit down without looking, and then he let out another ghostly scream,

"Damn, this is preserved egg luncheon meat, can these two things be mixed together?"

"Don't scream, you have a minute."

The time required for a meal at the paratrooper school is three minutes, and if it is advanced, then there is a reward for eggs.

At the same time that Zhang Sixing urged Hansen, he had already swallowed the last bit of steamed bun in his mouth with his neck stretched, and then picked up today's milk batter and poured it down in one breath.

At this time, a gendarme had already come to Zhang Sixing's side with a basket full of hard-boiled eggs and put a boiled tea egg in front of him.

Reach out and peel off the skin of the egg, and throw the tea egg directly into Yelena's bowl on the side. This chick likes to eat vegetable leaves and eggs, but the women eat delicately, and as a civilian, they don't have to eat in three minutes, so the tea eggs don't have her share.

didn't wait for her to complain that Zhang Sixing threw the tea eggs into the milk batter, and listened to Zhang Sixing urging Hansen,

"Hurry up, we still have a plan to order, do you remember? And when you eat, you should look up, do you want to eat white rice at noon? ”

The army canteen has always been unfriendly to people who eat slowly, and Hansen desperately chewed the steamed buns while shouting,

"Sir, it's so inhumane to finish eating in three minutes, I've eaten white rice for a week."

If it weren't for the dishes that Zhang Sixing gave him at lunch every day, this product would have really eaten white rice for many days in a row.

"Don't push it, hurry up."

Zhang Sixing said as he picked up a large bowl of milk batter on the table and poured it into Hansen's mouth,

"Just swallow it when your throat is thick, two mouthfuls of steamed buns and one bite of soup, and ensure that you will have breakfast in the future."

With Zhang Sixing's on-site teaching, Hansen swallowed the steamed bun with milk batter with straight eyebrows. Then try to start eating according to Zhang Sixing's words.

Sure enough, two mouthfuls of steamed buns and one mouthful of soup were really effective, and he swallowed two steamed buns into his stomach in just a few bites.

When he saw that there were still people behind him, the thing actually raised the bowl and shouted,

"Hooray, finally no need to eat rice."

"You guys, eating breakfast like this will hurt your stomachs."

Yelena rolled her eyes and muttered as she scooped the tea egg from the bowl with a spoon and took a small bite. While she was chewing sweet and salty tea eggs, she saw Zhang Sixing and Han Sen quickly finish washing the dishes and walk towards the outside of the cafeteria.

The huge cafeteria quickly fell silent, and somehow Yelena suddenly felt that the food in front of her didn't seem to be so fragrant. Peeking to see that no one was paying attention to the surroundings, he grabbed a steamed bun and took a big bite.

After chewing twice, he picked up the bowl of soup and poured it into his mouth.

Finally, she experienced the taste of eating quickly, and she pounded her little fist twice on her chest before she swallowed the steamed bun.

"Oh my God...... What a bunch of ......."