The turkey was too spicy for the kids.
Ning He didn't dare give it to Xiaoyu, but took out a piece of oily fruit from the bag and handed it to him.
"Xiaoyu, try it. Is it delicious?"
Xiaoyu looked at the oily fruit and took it with a half-doubt: "Is this the new product you made today?"
Ning He just smiled without saying anything. She watched Xiaoyu eat the oily fruit in big mouthfuls.
In just two bites, he finished all the oily fruit. His mouth was greasy and he licked his lips with his tongue, feeling unsatisfied.
Without being polite, he asked Ning He, "Anything else? This one won't keep you hungry."
Ning He smiled and put five oily fruits in a plastic bag and handed it to Xiaoyu.
Jiang Minke quickly stopped him: "Sister, don't feed him, it's a waste of food!"
Ning He put the oil fruit into Xiaoyu's hand with a smile: "Xiaoyu, if you like it, just take it. This oil fruit is not made by me, but given to us by the big brother who sells oil fruits next door."
"If Xiaoyu wants to eat it again in the future, he can go find that uncle. He specializes in selling oil fruits, and they are all hot from the pan."
Xiaoyu got the delicious food and nodded contentedly.
Zhou Yao, who was standing by, panicked. She quickly asked Xiaoyu, "Xiaoyu, didn't you want to eat the new product made by this auntie? This oil fruit was not made by her!"
Xiaoyu replied with a puzzled look on his face: "So what? As long as I have something to eat, isn't that enough?"
The smile on Zhou Yao's face froze instantly.
Ning Heshen glanced at Zhou Yao. Ever since she appeared, she had been stalling for time and trying to stop them in every way possible.
What is it all about? Could it be related to what Jiang Minke is going to say to her next?
Ning He simply asked Jiang Minke directly: "Teacher Jiang, you just said that you wanted to see me for something else?"
Ning He's sudden mention of this made Zhou Yao's alarm bells ring.
But this time, she had no other reason to interrupt Jiang Minke.
Jiang Minke smiled and nodded: "Yes, this is a great thing!"
Jiang Minke conveyed to Ning He every word that Jiang Yuanzhao said.
Ning He was really shocked when she heard that the leader wanted to invite her to sell food in the army canteen.
Not only her, but even Ma Xiaohui, who was listening quietly at the side, found it incredible.
She heard Ning He calling her teacher, but how could a teacher have such great power to let Ning He sell food in the army canteen?
Although surprised, Ma Xiaohui did not respond.
Ning He asked Jiang Minke in confusion: "The army canteen is managed by the kitchen team. If you make an exception and let me, a family member of a soldier, have a share, I'm afraid the soldiers in the kitchen team will have objections."
Jiang Minke smiled and said, "Girl, don't worry. The men in the kitchen are waiting for a few female comrades. They will get bored facing grown men all day long. They would be very happy if you could come over."
After hearing Jiang Minke's description, Ning He didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Teacher Jiang, it's not as exaggerated as you say."
Jiang Minke felt that chatting with Ning He was very relaxing and enjoyable. The more she watched Ning He, the more she liked him.
She is beautiful, smart, and can cook a table full of delicious food.
If Ning He was not married, she really wanted to introduce Ning He to her brother.
Jiang Minke got a headache whenever she thought of her brother who made her worry so much.
Let’s not talk about it. The most important thing now is to convince the girl to go to the cafeteria.
No, no, she still doesn’t know this girl’s name.
It's not very polite to call her "old sister".
Jiang Minke quickly asked Ning He: "By the way, sister, it's been so long and I don't even know your name. What's your name?"
"Teacher Jiang, my last name is Ning. From now on, you can just call me Xiao Ning."
Jiang Minke nodded: "Xiaoning? Okay, this is a really nice surname. What do you think, Xiaoning?"
Jiang Minke's strategy of striking while the iron is hot made Ning He a little overwhelmed.
Going to the army canteen is indeed a very respectable job, but it also means that you will be tied up there.
Ning He’s dream is to open a clothing factory and design many novel styles of clothes.
Of course, it would be great if Ninghe could design its own brand and promote it worldwide in the future.
Starting a business is difficult. There are too many uncertainties and only a few people can succeed.
But if he entered the army canteen, it would be like having a stable job. At least he would have no worries about food and clothing in this life, and he could also help He Shaochuan.
At this moment, Ning He hesitated.
She was torn between her own future and He Shaochuan's future.
Ning He's silence gave Zhou Yao the opportunity.
She quickly said to Jiang Minke, "Teacher Jiang, let's not force them. If they don't want to come to the cafeteria, no matter how much we persuade them, we can't force them to come."
Ning He raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Yao leisurely.
She hadn't even opened her mouth to refuse, but this little girl helped her refuse?
But why? She didn't seem to have offended this girl, so why was she so hostile to her?
Ning He laughed, and her sudden laughter made Zhou Yao feel uneasy.
"Teacher Jiang, can you give me a few days to think about it?"
When Jiang Minke heard this, she felt that there was a chance. How could she not agree? She smiled and said, "Okay, okay, Xiaoning, take your time to think about it. I'll wait for you!"
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Behind the troops in the mountains, soldiers from several combat regiments were conducting field training.
The soldiers of each regiment set up their own camps and scattered in various corners of the back mountain. Each of them had a smoke gun in his hand. Once the bullet hit the enemy's heart, leaving a trace of white powder, the enemy would be eliminated.
The team that persists to the end wins.
The field training had only been going on for most of the day, but the winning team had already been determined.
Yang Guoqiang held up a telescope and looked at the two shirtless soldiers fighting in the mountains. It was obvious that in the end there were only two of them.
The bullets in the gun were all gone, so they could only fight with their bare fists to determine the winner.
Yang Guoqiang tightened his grip on the binoculars until his soldier was pinned down by He Dazhuang and beaten until he begged for mercy.
Yang Guoqiang angrily put away the telescope and looked at He Shaochuan unhappily.
"Old He, don't let He Dazhuang participate in the next field training."
He Shaochuan lowered his eyes and glanced at Yang Guoqiang coldly.
"Your soldiers can't beat my soldiers, so you won't allow them to participate? Old Yang, is there any instructor like you?"
Yang Guoqiang was choked by He Shaochuan's retort. He couldn't win the argument, so he just gave up.
"I don't care. I'm going to put this out there. Next time when we're training, if He Dazhuang is here, I'll unite with a few other groups and take him down first."
"It's up to you." He Shaochuan didn't take Yang Guoqiang's warning seriously.
His nonchalant attitude surprised Yang Guoqiang. He looked at He Shaochuan and leaned closer to ask in a low voice.
"What's wrong with you? You haven't spoken all day. Did you have a fight with your wife last night?"
Yang Guoqiang felt that this was the only possibility, as He Shaochuan had just met Yu Nianbai yesterday.
He might go home and make a comparison, and find that his wife is inferior to Yu Nianbai in every way, and maybe have a fight with his wife because of this?
Yang Guoqiang couldn't help but persuade him again: "Look, you and your wife are always unhappy. Why don't you just listen to the leader? It will be good for both of you if you can be relieved."
He Shaochuan narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were sharp and his eyebrows were a little cold.
The look that fell on Yang Guoqiang's face was like a sharp knife, which frightened Yang Guoqiang so much that his heart was in his throat.
"Lao Yang, next time I will propose to the commander to let you participate in the training."
"Ah?" Yang Guoqiang asked in confusion, "Why?!"
He Shaochuan glanced at him coldly and said, "You are too idle. You need to train more so that you don't have extra energy to vent."
Yang Guoqiang looked puzzled: "Old He, just speak clearly, what am I venting about?"
"I don't care what you did with your wife at night, but don't teach my wife bad things!"
He Shaochuan's blood instantly boiled when he thought of what Ning He had done to him last night.
Although it is very comfortable, what's the point of letting a woman do this kind of thing?
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