Chapter 238: The unlucky company commander!
At this moment, Zhang Qian was also moved. He said, "Wang Zhijun, please share some of the ham sausages!"
When Wang Zhijun thought that there was only one ham sausage, although it was quite thick, if it was divided like this, it would not be enough to eat.
"I won't tell you, just one."
Wang Zhijun didn't plan to divide the matter. He had already thought about it. The company commander was still here, so naturally he could not lose the company commander's share. If the company commander was too much and had to leave half of it, then the remaining ones would be divided into three people, which would be really not enough to eat.
When Zhang Qian heard that Wang Zhijun was unwilling to give it to him, his face became less beautiful. He said, "If you don't want to give it to me, then I can......"
When Wang Zhijun heard Zhang Qian's words, although Zhang Qian did not finish his words, he was already afraid. He knew very well what Zhang Qian meant.
"Okay, I will share you with you, share you with you!"
Wang Zhijun said in pain, and then he muttered in his heart: "If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have told him from the beginning that I would go there to steal."
Although the ham sausage was not stolen, it was not what the kitchen team gave it to him. This was what he wanted to come out with the company commander's banner, Ming Daming, and he couldn't get it like this. On the table, Wang Zhijun would rather suffer a little loss than let others know about it.
At this time, the company commander spoke, and he said, "Isn't it just a ham sausage? Look at the three new recruits, don't say anything or not, listen to me, make it into small pieces, and roast it with this barbecue and eat it."
After the company commander finished speaking, he looked at Wang Zhijun and said, "The kitchen team has sent you some food, take it out together!"
Wang Zhijun said: "No, except for ham, sausage, cabbage, there are only a few leeks left, and there is really nothing else."
Qi Hai looked at the leeks in Wang Zhijunyang's hand and said, "Are you planning to roast leeks or make something? You don't know that it's not the time to eat leeks in the middle of the night!"
Wang Zhijun said: "No, I didn't think about roasting leeks. I just thought that we don't have that many seasonings when making barbecue, and the taste must be a little worse. Make some leeks to season."
Qi Hai said: "Okay, get some leeks and I'll bake two in a while."
Wang Zhijun felt that he had suffered a great loss. He thought that he would have eaten the ham sausage before he came back, so that he would not have to divide it. Now it was better. It was something he used to temporarily fill his stomach, but now it could not be filled.
The ham sausage was very easy to work with. He held a small wooden stick and inserted it into the middle, then broke it on both sides. The ham sausage was made into very irregular thick slices by them, and then strung onto the thin stick and placed on the fire.
Because it was preparatory work before, the fire was not big here, and after the barbecue rack was on, the fire became smaller and smaller. Gou Yuan said to Ding Yi on the opposite side: "Add some firewood, the fire will be out later."
Ding Yi picked up a wooden stick from the side. The wooden stick he brought was 1.5 meters long and quite thick. If this wooden stick was used as wood, it was indeed a little longer after saying that.
Ding Yi took the wooden stick and it looked a bit long, so he put it on his calf and folded it hard, as if he was planning to tear it off.
But this wooden stick was too strong, and no matter how hard Ding Yi tried, he couldn't break it.
Seeing that Ding Yi was so desperate, Wang Zhijun stretched out his hand to Ding Yi and said, "Give it to me, you can't even get such a wooden stick, isn't it embarrassing?"
When Ding Yi was covering the wooden stick, he had already pushed his calves into pain. Since someone insisted on showing off his power in front of him, he naturally wanted to make it happen.
So Ding Yi handed the 1.5-meter-long wooden stick in his hand to Wang Zhijun.
Wang Zhijun took a look, then compared the weight, and then he turned it harder.
The wooden stick did not break away at once, as Wang Zhijun imagined, and there was no chance of bounce.
"I'm talking about me, you broke it!" Ding Yi couldn't help but sarcastic.
This made Wang Zhijun dissatisfied. He broke the wooden stick hard again, but the situation was the same as before, and there was no intention of breaking it.
Seeing that Wang Zhijun was struggling, his face turned red. He took a piece of wood from the side and threw it into the fire. Then he looked at Wang Zhijun and said, "Let me do it!"
Wang Zhijun left Zhang Tian and said dissatisfiedly: "You look down on me, isn't it just a wooden stick? I'm not using all my strength. Look, I'll break it with some force."
After Wang Zhijun said that, he grabbed both sides of the wooden stick with his hands, then raised his right leg, kicked his right foot directly into the middle of the wooden stick he grabbed with both hands, and then used force at the same time, with his feet forward and his hands backward.
This time, he held his strength in his arms, and he didn't want to be laughed at again.
I thought it would be very difficult, but unexpectedly, he exerted forcefully and heard a bang and the wooden stick broke.
Because he was wrong in his estimate and used too much force, Wang Zhijun sat on the ground, and he almost drifted his waist.
However, this is not the most deadly thing. The most deadly thing is that because his feet were too hard, the front suddenly became empty and kicked the front.
This kicking is nothing, after all, there is no one within the distance of his kick in front of him, but there is no one, but there is a fire in front of him.
And there was barbecue on the fire.
He kicked the barbecue on the fire and kicked all the barbecue on the fire.
Directly opposite Wang Zhijun was the company commander Qi Hai.
He saw Ding Yi not breaking the wooden stick at first, but Wang Zhijun took it over, and Wang Zhijun did not break it at first. The key is that he was unwilling to admit defeat and insisted on showing off in front of these people.
Just as Qi Hai was watching Wang Zhijun pulling wooden sticks as if he was watching a show, he suddenly found that something was pushed from the fire.
He subconsciously realized that it was not good and quickly blocked it with his hands, but the incident happened too suddenly and his reaction was obviously slow.
"Damn, your uncle!"
Qi Hai cursed and jumped up.
Wang Zhijun was stunned at that time. He was still holding the wooden stick that was broken into two pieces. When he heard the company commander's scolding, he realized that he quickly threw the wooden stick, got up and jumped to the opposite side of the fire to check the company commander's situation.
The purple and purple oil that emerged from the barbecue was thrown to Qi Hai's face. He hugged his face in discomfort, and the man turned his head aside.
Ding Yi, Zhang Qian and Gou Yuan reacted significantly one step faster than Wang Zhijun. When they saw the company commander breaking his way, they hurried over to check the company commander's situation.
Chapter completed!