Girls und War

He pulled out a new one from the counter and replaced it, saying casually, "I heard that you and Xiao Chunxiang have met? How has she been doing recently?"

Xia Shu replied calmly, "She is now the chief instructor of the sniper training team. She didn't tell me much else... Sergeant Major."

She paused and added this honorific at the end of the sentence.

"Heh, training camp..." Feng Zheng showed a very disdainful expression, blew out a smoke ring, and said to Xia Shu, "And you, there's no need to call me Sergeant Major. It makes me upset."

"Okay, Miss Kite." Xia Shu followed suit.

Feng Kite glanced at the gun box behind her and asked, "Haven't you eaten yet?"

Natsuki shook his head.

"Then let's eat first. Come and help me."

As he spoke, he took off his greasy pants and walked to the back of the store.

Xia Shu followed her in, and Feng Zheng pressed the button to close the door.

The iron gate fell down little by little, and the sunlight gradually disappeared from Xia Shu's eyes, as if she had fallen into a black trap with no exit.

There were some fresh vegetables and meat in the kitchen, which seemed to have been delivered from the town.

Feng Zheng briefly talked about what to eat in the evening, then asked Xia Shu to cut the vegetables first, and then he went to the bathroom, apparently to take a shower first.

This decision actually made Xia Shu feel a lot more relaxed.

She could accept shaking hands with a hand covered in grease, but she could not accept food made with hands covered in grease.

If the sergeant chose to cook for her with his dirty hands, she might just find an excuse not to eat dinner.

Xia Shu's cooking skills were quite good. It could be said that everyone who had come out of the military was a good cook.

So before the kite came out, she had already made all the preliminary preparations.

Just wait for the hot oil to be put into the pan.

So when Feng Kite returned to the kitchen, the first thing he said was:

"The little girl is pretty good, you should do it all."

503. Want to eat meat

Does Natsuki like cooking?

Of course I like it.

Putting aside all kinds of kitchen accidents caused by improper techniques, or the endless logistical chores after eating and cleaning up - no one should refuse the sense of accomplishment that comes from making delicious food by themselves.

What's more, Xia Shu's cooking skills are amazing.

I can still make a few of my signature home-cooked dishes.

The main course tonight is hot pot.

The clear broth was a little bland, and there was no ready-made hot pot base in the kitchen, so Xia Shu decided to make one himself.

The method is also very simple.

Heat a wok with a thick layer of oil. Add ginger, garlic, chili, soy sauce, and various spices and stir-fry until fragrant.

Then add a meat base suitable for long cooking, pork bones or chicken ribs are all fine. Adding rock sugar will make the taste even better.

Stir-fry over high heat for a while, then add water to half the pot, bring to a boil, and add to the hot pot.

The base material is ready.

You can freely mix and match the side dishes, such as meat slices, seasonal vegetables, seafood, shrimps and crabs. You can cook whatever you like.

Xia Shu felt that this was a bit too monotonous, so he fried two more side dishes.

A dish of homemade pork slices with green peppers and a dish of twice-cooked eggplant.

Both are relatively simple dishes.

Select pork belly or shoulder with a good balance of fat and lean meat and slice it. Marinate briefly with cornstarch, soy sauce, vinegar, salt, sugar, and cooking wine. Shred the green pepper and set aside.

Heat a wok over high heat until smoking, then pour in oil.

Use a small amount of ginger and garlic as the base. I personally recommend adding two red peppers for a better taste.

Put the marinated meat slices into the pan and stir-fry. When the meat slices change color, add green peppers, a small amount of salt and light soy sauce.

Stir-fry for a while and then serve.

According to Xia Shu's personal preference, some pickled mustard greens would be even better. However, she rarely saw pickled foods here, and she didn't know how to make them, so she had to give up.

The oil-drizzled eggplant is a little more complicated.

You need to cut the eggplant into pieces and cut it diagonally.

Then put a lot of oil in the pot, wait until the oil is hot and smoking, then put the eggplant into the pot and fry it.

Because eggplant absorbs oil, it tastes terrible if stir-fried directly, so this method is used to fry out the aroma of the eggplant.

There is no need to fry for too long. Remove from the pan and set aside as soon as the eggplant flesh becomes soft.

Then pour out the oil, heat the pan and add oil.

Still use ginger and garlic as the base, stir-fry until fragrant, then add eggplant into the pot and season.

Add green pepper pieces, stir-fry for a while, then serve.

These are two home-cooked dishes that couldn’t be simpler.

Other dishes like scrambled eggs with tomatoes and stir-fried shredded potatoes are not considered dishes in Xia Shu's opinion.

She didn't even bother to do it.

As for the cooking skills, there is no other skill except the right temperature.

Only if you are familiar with it.

Feng Zheng sat at the table, looking at the dishes Xia Shu had made, and said with a little surprise, "You think it's okay? Have you learned it?"

Xia Shu wiped his hands with a towel and said calmly, "It's just a simple dish. What's the point of talking about whether you've learned it or not? Isn't it simple?"

Then he brought her bowls and chopsticks.

Feng Zheng showed a look of admiration and said with a smile, "I have also worked hard for decades, always trying to cook for myself. But the result is always that I can't even eat it. So until now, I can only rely on this to make a living."

As she spoke, she pointed to the automatic cooking robot in the kitchen.

Natsuki sat across the table without comment.

Feng Zheng picked up a piece of meat and put it in her mouth. The slightly spicy feeling made her very satisfied, so she praised, "It turns out that some things still rely on talent."

Xia Shu ignored her and just tried hard to add more food and eat more rice.

She was indeed a little hungry now.

Feng Zheng had a smile on her face. It seemed that the food was very much to her taste, so she didn't take Xia Shu's indifference to heart.

But she felt it was a bit of a waste to just eat such a delicious meal.

So she took out a large stack of beer from the refrigerator, put it on the table, and asked Xia Shu with a smile, "Are you sixteen years old this year?"

"Seventeen." Xia Shu replied while scalding the squid tentacles in the hot pot.

"Then... drink two bottles with me?" Feng Zheng asked earnestly.

Xia Shu hesitated for a moment, looked into Feng Zheng's eyes, and finally nodded.

So the kite became even happier.

After they drank some wine and ate some delicious food, they chatted casually about the customs and habits of the small town, and their faces gradually brightened up.

Feng Zheng was chatting and laughing when he suddenly asked Xia Shu, "Don't you never drink, Sniper?"

Xia Shu looked up at her with a puzzled expression, "How did you know?"

"Hmph, Le Song told me so." Feng Zheng's eyes were filled with mischief.

"Ah, Colonel Le Song..." Xia Shu thought of the gardener officer from the recruit company and asked Feng Zheng, "Do you know her?"

"We are old friends. When she was still a new recruit, I..." Feng Zheng seemed to want to say something, but hesitated and did not continue.

Xia Shu didn't care about these things, but continued to ask, "Why do you want to know about me?"

"Humph, nonsense." Feng Zheng's expression seemed quite disdainful. "You come here to ask me for advice, but I know nothing about you. So why should I teach you?"

Xia Shu put down his chopsticks, turned to Feng Zheng and asked, "So will you teach me or not?"

"Are you angry?" Feng Zheng propped up his chin with his hand, looked at Xia Shu with a silly smile, and said, "Don't be angry. You want to leave now, but I won't let you."

"how?"

"Who will drink with me if you leave? No more talking. Come on, cheers!"

Xia Shu had nothing to say, so he could only pick up his cup and clink glasses with hers.

"By the way, you haven't told me why you are willing to drink with me." Feng Zheng asked again.

Xia Shu was silent for a while, holding the wine glass, and then said, "Because I pity you."

After saying that, he drank the wine in the glass.

Pitiful……

Feng Zheng's expression was a little stiff, as if Xia Shu's words touched her soft spot of loneliness.

Living here alone, drinking alone, and being an older unmarried woman, is that so unfashionable?

She glared at Xia Shu angrily and drank the wine in her glass as well.

Then they drank several bottles in silence until their faces turned red. Then Feng Zheng slapped the table and shouted:

"What's wrong with you? How can a 17-year-old kid like you know everything? I've never seen anyone like you! I've never seen anyone like you!"

Xia Shu chuckled, leaned back in his chair and looked at her without saying a word.

"I have to..." Feng Zheng rubbed his brow and pointed at Xia Shu, saying, "I have to plan carefully and arrange a training plan for you. I want to show you the consequences of offending the sergeant major."

"Okay." Xia Shu narrowed his eyes and looked at the kite.

"Tsk—Ace! That's amazing!" Feng Zheng looked a little hysterical. "I don't know what you guys are so proud of. You weren't even born when I won the championship!

"You know what the champion is? The world champion! You, and Chunxiang! You're all the same... Oh no, you're a little better than Chunxiang. Chunxiang can't drink..."

504. Hello Grandma, Goodbye Grandma

After three rounds of drinks, Miss Kite became more and more drunk, while Xia Shu became calmer and calmer.

On the surface, Xia Shu seemed to be unaffected by the alcohol, but in reality, she was starting to lose her mind.

"I can't take it anymore. I've had too much to drink..." Xia Shu put down the cup, apparently not wanting to continue.

Feng Zheng's intelligence seemed to have returned to a child's level. Seeing Xia Shu put down the cup, he pulled her sleeve and said coquettishly, "Hey - drink with me - please..."

Such an old woman suddenly acted like a spoiled child, which made Xia Shu less drunk.

She quickly held down the kite and said seriously, "You're almost there. Will you be okay tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow? Let me think about it..." Feng Zheng raised his head with a thoughtful expression, then suddenly smiled foolishly, "Who cares? I won't go even if I have something else to do."

As he spoke, his movements became bigger.

When Feng Zheng came out of the shower, she only changed into the simplest home clothes - so at this time she was only wearing a white shirt and a pair of underwear.

Now that he had drunk so much, the buttons on his shirt all came undone with the pulling and tugging he did.

Xia Shu saw that she was not wearing anything under her shirt and quickly reminded her, "You are exposed, you are exposed. Quickly straighten your clothes."

Feng Zheng said "oh" and lowered his head to pull the buttons on his clothes, but his fingers were clumsy and he couldn't button them up.

So she said angrily, "What are you doing? I'm at home, why are you wearing so much clothes?"

Xia Shu held his head with a headache and said, "Whatever you want."

Feng Zheng grinned again and said, "Are you shy, little girl?"