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92.Chapter 92 The pig killing scene, turned into a murder scene?(3/3)

He found Fan Xiang, the chef squad leader, and shouted loudly: "Report!"

"speak!"

Fan Xiang looked at Wang Shugen.

Wang Shugen had a sincere smile on his honest face: "Squad leader, I want to cook myself and cook a nine-turn large intestine for my comrades!"

"Okay! Go! Use the small pot next to you!"

When Fan Xiang heard this, he nodded and pointed at the small stove next to Lin Yi.

"Okay!"

Wang Shugen immediately ran over with excitement.

In the live broadcast room, netizens were curious when they saw this scene: "Wang Shugen, can you cook?"

"It should be possible? When he entered the military camp just now, didn't he bring these seasonings?"

Some netizens replied.

"Yes! He traveled alone in Hengdian, started as a supporting role, and would definitely cook by himself!"

Wang Shugen skillfully fired, washed the pot, and put oil on...

A series of movements were very smooth, although not as good as Lin Yi, it can be seen that there were two brushes.

Seeing this scene, the kitchen squad leader Fan Xiang felt relieved.

He walked out of the kitchen kitchen slowly.

With these artists to help the chef, they felt much more relaxed.

At this time, Wu Jing had already arrived at the infirmary.

He saw Zhang Han sitting on a chair and raised his head slightly.

Cai Kun was waiting aside.

Wu Jing immediately shouted: "Report!"

The medical soldier looked at Wu Jing and asked, "What are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Report, I'm here to visit my comrades!"

Wu Jing pointed at Zhang Han beside him and said.

"Oh! He's fine for the time being. Pay attention and have a light diet!"

The medical soldier glanced at Zhang Han and said.

He has disinfected Zhang Han.

Wu Jing looked carefully and saw that there was a ball of cotton in Zhang Han's mouth, which obviously blocked the knocked front teeth and used to stop bleeding.

"yes!"

Wu Jing came to Zhang Han and reached out to help him: "Comrade Zhang, Comrade Cai, dinner is almost ready, let's go to the cafeteria for dinner!"

"good!"

Zhang Han's speech was a bit distracted.

Then, he said, "It's okay! I only have some scratches on my legs, and this tooth is not in the way!"

"That's good!"

When Wu Jing heard Zhang Han say this, he let go and let him go by himself.

The group of three walked towards the cafeteria.

As soon as I arrived at the cafeteria, I heard cheers from the soldiers.

"That's great! I've eaten pig-killing rice!"

"Today's food is so delicious!"

"After you smell it, your index finger will move!"

Wu Jing said to Zhang Han: "Comrade Zhang, you can sit here for a while, I'll go get you a meal!"

"Thank you! Comrade Wu, thank you so much!"

Zhang Han's arm was scratched on the ground, and a piece of skin was wiped off on his elbow. At this time, he was covered with gauze.

Seeing this, instructor Zhang Jian immediately came over and asked, "Zhang Han, what's wrong with you?"

"Report! Instructor, when I was slaughtering pigs in the afternoon, I accidentally tripped by the fat pig..."

Zhang Han immediately stood up and reported loudly.

"Well! Pay attention to rest. If you can't participate in the training, I'll give you a day off!"

Instructor Zhang Jian said with concern.

"Please rest assured by the instructor! I can participate in training normally!"

When Zhang Han heard this, he immediately said loudly.

The audience in the live broadcast room were surprised to see Zhang Han's performance at this time.

"Is this still the boss Zhang Han in the past?"

"It turns out that those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black!"

"In just a few days in the army, he gave me the feeling that he was reborn!"

When the instructor Zhang Jian heard this, he nodded with satisfaction: "Okay! Sit down and have a meal! This is the pig raised by the kitchen team itself, and the opportunity is rare!"

After saying that, he also went to cook the dishes. Today's supper was particularly rich, not only fresh pork, but also the internal organs were cooked into dishes.

Suddenly, Zhang Jian pointed to a pot of vegetables and asked, "What kind of dish is this?"

"Report! This is the nine-turn large intestine!"

The kitchen squad soldier in charge of cooking explained.

"Nine-turn large intestine? I heard that the name is good, give me one!"

Zhang Jian smiled when he heard this.

This is the first time I have seen this dish. Just by listening to this name, it tastes good!
Chapter completed!
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