Chapter 128 No food, really no food! (For Li Shugen's
"Rinse your mouth and take a rest. I'll clean up your vomit later!"
The annoying voice came out again. Yang Qian turned his head and blinked his sweat-soaked eyes. He saw a military kettle with camouflage ties that squad leader Wu had taken out from somewhere and handed it over.
It was this thing that poked me just now, and the edges were really round...
"shoe……"
Yang Qian wanted to say thank you, but his mouth was opened and he couldn't speak at all.
He picked up the kettle, unscrewed the lid, carefully poured a little into his mouth, and tested the temperature.
It's not hot water or cold water, it's warm water at 30 to 40 degrees Celsius with a little warmth!
The insulation effect of this kettle should be very good.
Of course, the key is not this. Warm water is simply life-saving holy water for Yang Qian.
You know, in this winter, you have to run five kilometers. Drinking cold water is definitely not good. It will be very irritating to the body and throat.
As a singer, Yang Qian is very careful about protecting his voice.
He usually doesn't smoke or drink, and he can't drink water that is too cold or too hot...
Seeing Yang Qian trying carefully, he only took a small sip, and he was still far away from the mouth of the kettle, not wanting to touch other people's saliva.
Wu Shudong, who had an improved impression of him, couldn't help but curl his lips.
There’s so much to pay attention to!
"Yang Qian, your running time just now was twenty-eight minutes and forty-three seconds!"
"The previous lap was seven minutes and nine seconds, which means your last four laps exceeded 20 minutes."
"I won't have anything to eat at noon!"
Squad Leader Wu raised the stopwatch in his hand, looked at it, handed it to Yang Qian, and pronounced the sentence expressionlessly.
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Because Yang Qian came late in the morning, it took some time to pack up, so in the end he only ran a five-kilometer run in the morning, and then Wu Shudong took him to the Ganggun Company canteen where everyone ate.
What are you doing in the dining hall?
Yang Qian soon learned that he was assigned to a round table, and at the same table were ten other soldiers from the third row and second squad - including the four who had been sitting on the steps to watch Yang Qian run.
Everyone was more curious about him. After Yang Qian sat down, a pair of bright black eyes glanced at him.
But even so, no one said a word, and everyone was sitting in a military posture, with their backs straight and their hands on their knees, motionless.
Only the eyes move!
Yang Qian is not a person who likes to be in the limelight, and seeing everyone so serious, he followed suit after sitting down, raising his head and chest, and not squinting.
"Yang Qian, sit down, everyone else, go get food!"
Wu Shudong stood aside and after giving the order, the soldiers at the same table lined up to get food.
At this time, they secretly muttered a few words:
"You really don't want to eat?"
"Are you so strict with other celebrities?"
"You're not filming a show, right? Lao Wu shouldn't be scolded by his fans like this."
"The key point is that I think it's too strict. It's only one minute short. Isn't the purpose of running to let him know how hard we train? Now that the goal has been achieved and he insists on running down, it should be okay to give him food, right?"
"The state has national laws and the military has military regulations. If you don't give meals after the time limit, you won't be given meals. Isn't that how we came here in the past?"
"But can he bear it? There is no food to eat and no way to practice in the afternoon..."
There is really no food to eat!
Everyone at the table came back to get food, including squad leader Wu Shudong. The food on the plates was piled as high as a hill. Wu Shudong didn't see any intention of letting Yang Qian go get food.
If there is no food, then there is no food. If you have breakfast in the morning, you should be fine if you are hungry at noon...
Wait, who said it's okay!
Yang Qian thought he could endure it. After all, he didn't run for twenty minutes. He would admit defeat and he would not starve to death without a lunch.
But when everyone came back after dinner, plates filled with food were placed on the table. Yang Qian's eyes drifted over involuntarily, and his throat couldn't help but move.
What the hell, this is some kind of magical food!
The stir-fried broccoli is relatively vegetarian, the tomato beef brisket smells appetizing, and there is also a spoonful of ribs on the side, as well as the fragrant braised crucian carp!
Four dishes are enough?
not enough!
This is just the beginning!
One orange, two pieces of cantaloupe!
The egg tarts are so beautiful and come in two portions!
What about the staple food?
The staple food is a big spoonful of glutinous rice, followed by a big spoonful of assorted fried rice.
The standard canteen plates are full and colorful, and that’s not enough. A big bowl of steaming winter melon and pork ribs soup is very heart-warming in this winter... (Note 1)
Who said the food in the army was bad?
Who said that everyone is just filling their stomachs and fighting hard?
The food was so good that Yang Qian began to regret it when he saw it.
Do you regret why you didn’t try harder?
For this meal, I had to run for more than a minute without risking my life!
But the cruel thing is that when his stomach started growling, others started to cook!
"Beep!"
Just hearing a whistle, in the dining hall, the soldiers who were sitting like pacesetters all lowered their heads and started eating hungrily.
If you just look at the way everyone was sitting in a military posture at the beginning, it is really hard to imagine that they would eat like this, as if the gentle scholar suddenly turned into a warrior who drinks and eats meat!
However, Yang Qian was not unfamiliar with it. In the past, high school military training was in the military camp. Everyone rushed back to take a shower, and they were just like them when they were eating, eating chicken wings and legs one bite at a time, and swallowing the rice without chewing twice!
I was so young and energetic back then!
Later, I went to college. During the summer between my freshman and sophomore years, I did military training at school. Every one of my classmates turned into a veteran. They ate slowly and even went back to the dormitory to play games after the military training...
Yang Qian used memories to anesthetize himself and forget about the delicious food in front of him that made him salivate - they were being eaten quickly by everyone.
However, Yang Qian's performance was noticed by all the soldiers in the second squad.
Before, they thought that Yang Qian would shed tears in grievance, but they didn't expect that this "thin"-looking real scholar was still very tough, with no change in his expression at all.
What Yang Qian didn't notice was that they made eye contact with each other while eating.
The chopsticks stopped at different speeds, but in the end everyone was full and sat upright, waiting for orders.
"Qiu Shipeng! Why don't you eat the beef brisket left?"
Wu Shudong's voice brought Yang Qian back to his senses.
At this time, the soldiers from other squads, led by their squad leaders, had already packed up their plates and left in formation.
But everyone in the third row and second class was still sitting around the round table.
Moreover, only then did Yang Qian see that not only Qiu Shipeng, who was named by Wu Shudong, but also that every soldier on the plate in front of them had finished eating, leaving only a different dish or fruit left on the plate.
What is this for? Doesn’t it mean that we need a disc operation?
Of course, squad leader Wu Shudong's plate was completely eaten, with not a grain of rice left.
"Tell the monitor, I don't like tomato beef brisket!"
Qiu Shipeng, who was wearing glasses, spoke with a loud voice without squinting his eyes.
It’s an excuse not to like tomato beef brisket. Tomato beef brisket is so delicious. Who doesn’t like tomato beef brisket?
But Wu Shudong did not expose him, and at this time, a not so pretty smile appeared on his originally smooth face.
"Tong Huashun! Why don't you eat broccoli?"
"Tell the monitor, I don't like broccoli!"
"Niu Lingjun! What about you? You don't like braised fish either?"
(Note 1: This is what Xiaohan checked. The daily food configuration of Dongfeng Express. You can read the easter egg chapter and envy it together. Xiaohan is drooling while writing. But then again, the food in the army is indeed getting better and better.
The better. When Xiaohan was in school, one year the party branch organized a visit to the garrison area in Zhuhai, and he was lucky enough to have a meal with the officers and soldiers of the army. I don’t remember clearly, but it was indeed a good meal! It was a good meal.
If you are full and eat well, you will be able to win the battle!)