Seeing these people being so disgusted with the old capturing fist, Jiang Teng became more and more interested.

But before he could continue to pester the squad leader, the King Squadron not far away had already shouted to gather.

There is nothing I can do about this...

He ran back and gathered one after another, but Jiang Teng did not forget to greet him on the way.

"Master Butcher, remember to teach me if you have time!"

"Okay, stop yelling. Since you insist on learning, then just do it. After dinner later. In the afternoon, you teach the soldiers in your class to ensure that they can complete a complete set of enemy-capturing punches fluently. I will allow you to go to the kitchen class to help the chef tomorrow. If the butcher does not teach you after you finish your work, that is your business!"

As soon as the words of King Squadron came out, the soldiers of the Ninth Squad immediately felt a sudden slap in their hearts.

Things are not good!

Sure enough, Jiang Teng, who had obtained the Shangfang Sword, even saved lunch break after lunch. He hurriedly pulled the group of people in Class 9 to run to the training ground. After giving him half an hour to rest, he immediately started practicing.

Truman believed that this half-hour rest time was definitely not Jiang Teng was very kind-hearted. He was just worried that he would suffer from stomach problems after a meal...

Jiang Teng touched his nose at the soldiers' wailing.

"Resting? Waste needs rest! Do you want to be a waste?"

"Sleep? Why sleep for a long time before death? You will also sleep after death! Which one do you want to choose?"

This fallacy in Jiangteng is like an old sow wearing a bra, one set after another...

After a whole day of punching, he lay in bed in the middle of the night. Truman seemed to be doing boxing in his dreams...

Who knows who uses the memory effect of this routine?

After completing the tasks assigned by the King's Squadron, Jiang Teng ran to the kitchen squad excitedly early the next morning.

I thought I was early enough, but Jiang Teng found out that he was still late.

Because the cooking class has started to put steamed buns on the steamer...

"Jiang Teng, our kitchen team has nothing to do for the time being. You can go out with the chief clerk to purchase first!"

Looking at Jiang Teng, who was stunned at the door of the kitchen squad, the squad leader Tu assigned the task with a smile.

"Hey! OK!"

Procurement? Doesn’t this mean that you can go out and let go again?!

Jiang Teng responded happily, then turned around and ran out to find the chief officer. As for the training of the soldiers in the class, Jiang Teng was not worried at all.

Morning exercises are all group exercises, and it’s okay to have the King’s Squadron stare at them. Today’s training is also an enemy-capturing punch, which is considered to consolidate and deepen the content I learned yesterday.

There were only 16 sets of movements in total, and I practiced for more than ten hours yesterday.

Jiang Teng didn't believe it. On average, people could not remember a set of movements per hour. After remembering the movements, the rest were also group boxing, and there was no need to formulate training tasks alone.

I felt no burden in my heart, and the pace became bumpy...

He climbed up a truck driven by the boss with great enthusiasm, and Jiang Teng climbed into the co-pilot.

Not to mention, the feeling of riding a truck is completely different from that of a car or a jeep. It seems like you can sit high and see far, plus the wider windshield in front of the truck cab.

This time I went out to the camp and saw the small changes on the roadside!

The so-called procurement sounds quite time-consuming. It also requires comparison and picking and choosing.

As a result, the truck drove directly into the back of a vegetable market that Jiang Teng didn't know and stopped in front of the storefront.

"Old Xu, here you come?"

"Here you come, are you all ready?"

Following Chief Xu, Jiang Teng listened to the conversation as if some dark transactions were confused.

What about the promised procurement?! What about the promised picky choice?!

"Don't worry, I picked out all the dishes from your troops in advance, all the freshest dishes. I have worked together so many times, don't you know me yet? Come, smoke a cigarette..."

He said hello warmly, and the owner of the vegetable shop who was dispensing cigarettes for Chief Xu suddenly saw Jiang Teng behind Chief Xu.

"Oh, this new face? Little brother, let me have one?"

Jiang Teng looked at the cigarette handed over by the other party, and subconsciously glanced at the chief of staff...

"What are you looking at me? If you want to, just try it. Hurry it. When you go back, open the car window to dissipate the smell. Don't let your King Squadron say I'll lead you badly!"

After taking the cigarette and igniting it, Director Xu glanced at Jiang Teng with a funny look.

With the approval of the chief officer, Jiang Teng quickly thanked him with a smile and took the cigarette and lit it.

Smoke is not a good cigarette...

If it were in the past, Jiang Teng would definitely feel that he could not speak, but after holding it in for so long, it had been almost two months, and he had been smoking once at Political Commissar Shu last time.

Now, as long as it is cigarette, Jiang Teng feels fragrant when he smokes it!

"Old Chen, I'll check it out. This is the rule, understand it~"

As soon as Jiang Teng took a puff of cigarette, he heard the officer next to him speak. He immediately looked over.

"Understand, it should."

Jiang Teng can't help checking the freshness and quality of vegetables. After all, there are not too many young people who don't know the grain these days...

"Okay, there's no problem with the food. Lao Chen, then we'll move away! Jiang Teng, load the car!"

“Hey~”

He had only smoked half of the cigarettes, and he was reluctant to throw them away. He had to do this job again, so there was no way. Jiang Teng had to follow the position of the chief officer and put the cigarette in his mouth and began to lift the frame containing vegetables to move it to the car.

I was choked by cigarettes and coughed...

"Okay, Lao Chen, then we'll leave first!"

He brought all the vegetables into the car with Jiang Teng, and the chief clerk said goodbye with a smile.

"Secretary Secretary, the money has not been given yet!"

Seeing the position manager turning around and leaving after speaking, Jiang Teng was stunned again.

What about the people who agreed not to take one needle and one thread?! Pay attention to the three disciplines and eight items?! Cough cough, cigarettes do not count as needle and thread...

"Haha, your troops keep accounts when buying vegetables here. The transaction is held every month, and it's not the day yet. Brother, don't worry!"

The vegetable shop owner successfully answered Jiang Teng’s questions.

Jiang Teng realized that he was making a joke and ran into the co-pilot with a red face. After realizing that, he felt something was wrong...

After buying vegetables, you also need to buy some meat.

With the reform and opening up, the economy has developed. Now there are fewer and fewer military farms, vegetable fields, pig farms, etc. After all, doing these things takes up the soldiers' training time.

The economic conditions were limited, so this was a bad decision to save money. Now that the country has money, it is naturally slowly cutting down...

Just like when buying vegetables before, the meat-selling boss and Chief Xu are also old friends.

Only then did Jiang Teng realize what kind of purchasing is? To put it bluntly, he just came out to be a porter...

But the benefits are not lacking.

In addition to being able to let go of the air, I also mixed three cigarettes! I smoked one and left two!

Think about the hard work of a day after the hard work, on a dark and windy night.

Bring a roll of toilet paper, touching a cigarette, and quietly ran to the toilet...
Chapter completed!