Siheyuan: Survival in the cellar at the beginning, don’t mess with me

On normal days, when they saw the delicious duck soup in front of them, the students would not be able to control their hearts, and one by one they would show their souls as cooks and rush up one after another, ready to grab it.

However, after six full days of military training, they now know what it means to obey the rules.

You must not act until your instructor speaks.

and so.

Each of them could only swallow their saliva.

According to the instructor's instructions, the team began to line up in an orderly manner. The person at the front was naturally eager to try, while the person at the back had a bitter look on his face, because at that position, it was very likely that he would not be able to get the duck. Soup.

Of course, Chen Luoqing's class was naturally among the first.

"For you."

Each instructor is responsible for making soup in his own class.

After making the soup, the instructors will eat the remaining best part - duck meat.

Chen Xi is responsible for making soup for the students in his class. Each person is about half a bowl of soup, and there are five to six hundred people. Even if he uses a big pot, if he makes too much soup, the classes behind him will easily not be able to share it. Duck soup, so I had to order sparingly.

now.

He finally understood.

The aunt who was cooking in the cafeteria was in a mood, as if she was possessed by the spirit of cooking, and her wrists began to shake.

"???"

Little Fatty had a sad face.

He saw with his own eyes that his duck soup was full from a distance, then kept shaking, until it was only half full, and then fell into his bowl.

This mood is like a roller coaster, with ups and downs.

You have to be tense at all times, hoping that the instructor's hands can be more stable and stop shaking.

"Don't block it, next one."

"Yes."

Little Fatty left with a bitter look on his face.

The next person to come was his sister's best friend Yu Haitang. Naturally, Chen Xi treated her a little more favorably, but of course not too much, giving her about two-thirds of the weight.

Seeing that his duck soup was obviously more than that of Little Fatty, Yu Haitang also showed a look of joy on his face.

"Thank you Chen......"

"Ok?"

"Thank you, Instructor."

Seeing Chen Xi's raised eyebrows, Yu Haitang quickly changed his words.

Then, holding the steaming duck soup in his hand, he left here with satisfaction.

next.

Of course it is Chen Xi's sister - Chen Luoqing.

This time, Chen Xi's trembling wrist problem was cured immediately. He took a full tablespoon and even 'accidentally' got in a little braised duck meat.

During military training, there was no way he could blatantly bring delicious food to Chen Luoqing.

Now, I can secretly add some food to her.

Seeing this preferential treatment, He Yuyu, who was standing in the next seat, obviously showed envy in his eyes. His brother Shazhu would not think of giving him an extra meal.

his heart.

Now it is completely tied to Sister Qin and Banggeng, and I give them all the delicious food and drink.

He Yuyu thought about it more than once, how great it would be if Brother Chen were his own brother. It would be really pleasant to see Luo Qing's life.

"next."

Chen Xi kept drinking soup.

He naturally knows who is training seriously and who is not training seriously.

For those who train seriously, Chen Xi can make half a bowl of hot duck soup.

For those who are not serious about training, Chen Xi will only give them a third of a bowl of hot duck soup.

Those who are lazy in training must be repaid at this time. After beating the last person in his class, Chen Xi also served himself a bowl of hot duck soup, plus a braised chicken leg, and stepped aside. , and started to eat.

Followed by.

He is the No.2 instructor, and he is in charge of the class.

The principle of drinking soup is also consistent with Chen Xi's. Those who train seriously drink more, and those who don't train seriously drink less.

The third.

the fourth.

the fifth.

........

No. 12.

No. 13.

No. 14.

When the last class arrived, the large pot of hot duck soup was completely empty.

The last class is naturally a special training class for 'outsiders'.

As we get to the back, there is naturally less duck soup. The students at the back are all worried, fearing that when it is their turn, the duck soup will be gone, which will really break their mentality.

When squad leader Wang Zhen filled himself with the last bowl of hot soup and a large piece of duck meat.

The whole pot is almost empty.

"Teach...instructor!"

Banggan, who had obviously lost five or six pounds, raised a hand in a low voice.

These days, he makes a living by eating all kinds of disgusting bugs. However, since he will vomit it out when he eats it, there are very few nutrients that can actually be absorbed into his body.

finally.

I'm so hungry - I can't stand it anymore.

Just go and nibble some leaves, grass, or if you are lucky, you can catch a mouse or two.

At this time, he no longer cared about the unsanitary issue of eating rats. He lit a fire to roast the rats in the early morning, and then started to eat them. This was at least a 'meat dish'.

of course.

How dirty this 'meat dish' is, and how many germs and parasites it contains.

This is not an issue that Banggeng can consider.

He just wants to fill his stomach.

“My duck soup…”

"There's no more here. You came too late."

Wang Zhen spread his hands and said helplessly.

He had reminded everyone to come down and gather as soon as possible, but some people just turned a deaf ear to his words, and there was nothing he could do about it. This was a self-inflicted result.

In order to be more lazy.

BangGeng deliberately grinded and chirped, slowing down, and ended up being the last one in the queue.

Not being able to drink duck soup was something he asked for. This was not because Chen Xi and Wang Zhen deliberately tricked him, it was simply because this guy wanted to be lazy and reap the consequences.

"what--"

BangGeng was dumbfounded.

Finally, I was able to have a meal of hot duck soup, but because I wanted to be lazy, I watched the delicious food passing by in front of my eyes, which made Banggian regret it.

"Suck - suck -"

people around.

They were all sipping hot duck soup.

Savor the smell of meat and oil.

Although I didn't eat duck meat, for students in this era, if there is a little oily foam in the food, it is already a treat.

Not to mention.

This braised duck was cooked by Chen Xi himself, so its taste is naturally impeccable.

In response to this, Bangge could only endure the hunger in his stomach, look at the students around him with envious eyes, and finally ended up hungry.

The seventh day of military training.

Xiaoyue Canglang's eggs began to tremble.

Halfway through the training, Chen Xi asked the students to relax for a while, then he found a deserted place and entered the cellar space.

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Chen Xi naturally attached great importance to this strange egg.

after all.

It is the state of an adult body.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a mobile Dongfeng Express that can compete with a "division-level" establishment of hot weapons.

Dongfeng Express is a one-time object, and it can give full play to its flexible characteristics. If it cannot be defeated, it will find a place to hide and recuperate, and then run out to harass you.

Coupled with the characteristics of small targets, guerrilla warfare tactics were adopted.

Its strategic threat is no less than the deterrent power of 'Dongfeng Express'!