When he slept last night, Xiao Zhan was still dreaming of defeating Little White Face with his cooking skills, and the other party knelt down and begged for mercy, crying and calling his father, his dream of reaching the pinnacle of his life.

This turn of the face came too quickly, Xiao Zhan's face was a little dark.

"You kid, how can you cut a steamed bun? How did you get in with this little cooking skill?" Xiao Zhan said.

Little Soldier: "..."

Grief JPG.

When they come here to serve as soldiers, they only need to look at physical fitness and education. Where do they need to look at cooking skills?

He was already miserable enough to be assigned to the cooking class, why is this iron-faced Hades poking his heart?

"Forget it... Go and bandage your fingers and come back quickly." Xiao Zhan waved his hand, rubbed his eyebrows, and decided to change someone to be his cooking teacher.

No matter what, he has to learn the most basic cooking skills at the camp first, and then go to other chefs to learn after his vacation. Otherwise, even if he is talented, he will not be able to defeat Xiaobailian in a short period of time. Win back the cloud of stomach.

then……

At noon that day, when the little soldier was cutting vegetables, he was stared at by the Iron Faced Hell King again.

Little Soldier: "..."

What the hell! It feels like today's fingers will be cut off by themselves! QAQ!

The little soldier felt bitter in his heart, but he couldn't show it on his face, he could only make a very calm appearance.

If nothing else, why does this stubborn king of **** always stare at himself QAQ?

The little soldier carefully cut the cabbage in his hand, trying his best not to cut his hands again this time. There are only ten fingers in total. Wouldn't it be worth cutting off?

then……

the next day……

Day three...

Day 4...

After a full week, what Xiao Zhan did was not only the little soldier, but even some veterans in the camp knew about this strange thing.

"Eh?! Why do you think Xiao Yan Wang is running to the cooking class every day recently? Could it be that he has a crush on someone in the cooking class?"

"Hey, you kid is talking nonsense! The cooking class is full of little rascals, not even an elderly middle-aged aunt, who do you want Xiao Yan Wang to like? Go home and be a daughter-in-law?! If Xiao Yan hears this, let's see if he doesn't take your skin off!"

"Hey hey hey! Squad leader, I didn't say that you said it yourself! I just wanted to say that there must be someone in the cooking class who is particularly good. Xiao Yanwang wants to bring him to our team for special purposes. Xun... I didn't say anything else! These are all your own thoughts, but you can't rely on me!"

"Hey, you are quite cunning! You obviously think so, but you pretend to be thinking and doing nothing! Tsk tsk! It seems that your skin is itchy!"

A few soldiers squatted in the corner to rest, staring at the back of Xiao Zhan's departure, muttering, but before they said a word, the back of the head hurt, only to see Yangzi with a dark face, standing behind them, "You guys These little **** are really clueless! Instructor Xiao's family has been married for a year! In the future, don't make fun of this kind of thing, you guys will lose their skin when your sister-in-law hears it!"

Yangzi said so, but in his heart, there are countless villains scratching their heads and shouting. He never imagined that the boss who would like to practice 24 hours a day for 48 hours on weekdays would throw these things to them one day. He just left after training on time.

Looking at the back of the dashing departure, this is completely inconsistent with the boss's usual style!