Zhang Feng hasn't tried it yet, but he might give it a try.
"Can you get up and drink some water?" Zhang Feng said.
"don't want"
"All right"
Zhang Feng had no choice but to lie quietly.
It wasn't until noon that Sarapova let Zhang Feng go and got off him.
Zhang Feng was able to get out of bed to drink and release water.
Then go out to find something to eat.
"Wait for me, I'm hungry too," Sarapova said as she got up and got dressed.
I simply washed myself and went out with Zhang Feng.
"I thought you didn't need to eat anymore," Zhang Feng asked.
Sarapova was confused: "Of course I want to eat, I'm very hungry."
"Then let's go"
"You feel weird," Sarapova wondered.
"No," Zhang Feng whispered in her ear.
Sarapova understood now, and instead of blushing, she said: "Not enough."
Zhang Feng didn't dare to speak.
Women sometimes get up to something and nothing can stop them.
Anyway, Zhang Feng is a little out of control now.
Just imagine, Zhang Feng is having a hard time dealing with her. Is there anyone in this world who can control her
It's already noon now, and almost all the students have been detoxified from their bodies and are walking around in the training camp.
When they saw Zhang Feng walking inside, they all understood the training.
It turns out that what happened last night was the work of the instructor, and only the instructor has that kind of strength.
The instructor taught them a good lesson, and they were convinced by the lesson.
"Hello everyone," Zhang Feng greeted them.
All the students are students of Zhang Feng, because they have not graduated from here yet, and they will graduate in a few months.
Each student saluted Zhang Feng and then shouted respectfully: "Hello, instructor"
"No, no, I'm no longer your instructor. You have another instructor. I'm just an amateur." Zhang Feng waved his hands in denial.
"You are the forever instructor of our Halberd of War training camp."
There was a familiar voice at this moment.
Zhang Feng turned around and saw Pukan in camouflage uniforms.
"Mr. Pukan"
Zhang Feng still called him this, which sounded very strange.
But Pukan didn't care about that, even if he slept with his daughter.
"Nice to see you again, my instructor"
Pukan was so happy that he surprised everyone as soon as he arrived and captured everyone, including his daughter.
He opened his arms to hug Zhang Feng, and Zhang Feng also extended his arms without being pretentious.
Sarapova in the back was smiling and she felt very happy at this time.
Happiness I have never felt before.
This happiness was brought to her by Zhang Feng.
"Mr. Pukan, haven't we already agreed that I am not an instructor now?" Zhang Feng said.
"Haha, right? I forgot about it. Anyway, you will always be an instructor in our Halberd of War training camp." Pukan said.
This was a bit of a rogue statement, but Zhang Feng did not refute it. He was not that pretentious and ungrateful. This was just a shame.
"Haha, Mr. Pukan, there is still food to eat. I'll see if the chefs here have improved their cooking skills," Zhang Feng said.
Pukan smiled and said: "Wait a minute, my hair still stinks. I washed it out all morning and it still stinks. What should I do?"
"this"
Zhang Feng didn't expect that Pukan would bring it up. Isn't he very concerned about face
Zhang Feng then said: 039Mr. Napkan, you have the final say. You can do anything but let me continue to lead these losers."
These words were powerful. They killed two birds with one stone. They cleverly responded to Pukan's words and made these students feel ashamed and stimulated them.
"There is a little thing that I need your help with. Of course it's not urgent now," Pukan said.
This busyness is naturally related to the security issues of the training camp. The fact that Zhang Feng can come in means that Zhang Feng knows these loopholes.
Only Zhang Feng can help.
In fact, Zhang Feng would do it without Pukan asking in person, but Pukan was very worried. He still knew Zhang Feng, and it was better to do less than to do more.
If Pukan misses this opportunity, there will be no chance next time.
"No problem," Zhang Feng said without thinking.
Pukan took Zhang Feng to the kitchen himself.
At this time, lunch had passed and several cooks were taking a break. They would prepare dinner an hour later.
Zhang Feng came here and looked at it again and again, but he always felt that there was something lacking.
"Mr. Pukan, do you like Chinese food?" Zhang Feng asked.
"Yes, there is no one in the world who doesn't like Chinese food, but no one here can cook Chinese food," Pukan said.
There are dozens of Chinese people, but they are not here to cook, but to train. Naturally, they will not come to the kitchen.
Zhang Feng said: "Why don't we recruit three or four people to cook Chinese food? Sarapova likes Chinese food very much. Mr. Pukan, you know the importance of food to soldiers and can determine their combat effectiveness."
"You're right. Then recruit a few people. Can you do me a little favor?"
Pukan said.
This is very sensible. When Zhang Feng asked him if he liked Chinese food, Pukan guessed that the question was not that simple.
Apart from Chinese people, who else can come here if they want to know how to eat Chinese food
He immediately guessed Zhang Feng's thoughts and naturally wanted to follow the pole.
That's the beauty of talking to smart people
"That's okay, I know a few chefs who know Chinese food, and they all know how to cook big pot rice," Zhang Feng said again.
Pukan's heart skipped a beat, wondering if he would make any more demands. He couldn't go too far. I, Pukan, had the final say here.
I felt a little unhappy, but I still said: "What is it?"
039 Let's put it this way, if a war breaks out, our logistics personnel should be at the back. If the war falls into a quagmire and the situation is not broken, and our logistics is a weak point, if you are the enemy, will you break the situation like this and win the war? "
Zhang Feng asked him back.
Pukan thought about it and was surprised. How could he not have thought of this? It seemed that this boy had no small calculations.
"If it were me, I would attack our logistics supplies and make the soldiers unable to eat. Within two days, our soldiers would be finished," Pukan said.
"That's it, call those chefs," Zhang Feng said.
Several chefs came quickly. They were very fat and had greasy faces. It was obvious from a glance that they had no fighting ability, let alone running away.
Zhang Feng said again: "Mr. Pukan, do you think they can withstand your amazing army?"
Pukan fell down when asked and couldn't say anything. He waved his hands and said angrily: "Get out of here."
Several chefs walked away in despair, not knowing what was going on. The commander had a bad temper, and telling him to get out was the best outcome.
"Then what do you think we should do, my instructor?" Pukan likes to call Zhang Feng this way.
Zhang Feng said: 039 Let them have combat effectiveness and let them train."