Cai Wujin nodded and said with interest, "A few days ago, I went to a small tavern with my ex-girlfriend. It was a pretty interesting place. There was no menu. You just ate whatever they had on hand that day. The key thing was that everything they made was delicious. The owner's speed was amazing; he was a veteran."
"Oh?" Jiang Chu immediately became interested and laughed, "I've never eaten food made by a soldier king before! Alright, let's go there!"
Cai Wujin said, "However, you need to make an appointment a week in advance."
"Don't talk nonsense, you definitely arranged it for me." Jiang Chu said, holding up a fist.
Cai Wujin and he exchanged a fist bump, and Cai Wujin smiled leisurely.
"Those two bitches are still so in sync," Luo Xiaobei said, pursing his lips.
...
After finishing the afternoon training, at 6:30 p.m., Jiang Chu led 11 comrades to this legendary little tavern.
The small tavern is located outside the north gate of Longdu Military University and is only thirty or forty square meters in size.
However, land around Longdu Military Academy is extremely valuable, and the monthly rent for such a small bar is still not cheap.
When Jiang Chu reached the door, he realized that the tavern was not yet open.
He couldn't help but joke, "You're not opening during mealtimes? Do you still want to keep the business running?"
Just as Jiang Chu finished speaking, a teasing voice came from not far away: "Your mealtime is my mealtime too, burp!"
Jiang Chu was ashamed. He had seen capricious people before, but he had never seen such a capricious boss.
He turned around and found that the man was actually wearing a Prussian-style military uniform, tall and imposing, with an indescribable sense of maturity.
But this person is really strong, and he didn't try to hide it.
Cai Wujin greeted him, "Old Zhang! What did you have for dinner?"
"Braised pork offal, crispy sesame flatbread with braised pork belly, and half a roast duck," Old Zhang said with a smile, a toothpick dangling from his mouth.
Everyone felt ashamed.
"The king of soldiers eats this?" Chen Weilin complained.
"The elite soldier has a high metabolism and can eat anything," Old Zhang said. "Especially when he cultivates to the eighth or ninth level, he becomes even more unrestrained."
Jiang Chu clicked his tongue in amazement.
This guy is really not low-key.
Other level 8 or 9 elite soldiers would almost never appear in public.
This guy is something else! Not only does he show up in public so brazenly, but he also opened a small restaurant!
Jiang Chu knew very well that you couldn't tell a soldier's age from his appearance, but from the man's words and actions, Jiang Chu felt that he was no more than thirty years old.
What's even more terrifying is that Jiang Chu's Divine Eye couldn't see any information about this man, not even his name.
A mysterious fellow!
Jiang Chu thought to himself.
"Come on, Xiao Cai, come in!" Old Zhang put his finger on the fingerprint lock to open the door and said, "You guys are lucky to have come today. I wasn't planning on opening the door."
The group looked at each other in bewilderment.
Is that so capricious?
Cai Wujin explained, "This guy usually opens the door once every three to five days."
"No, it depends on my mood. I'll open it when I have time, and I won't if I don't." The other person smiled leisurely.
"Big brother, aren't you being too arrogant?" Luo Xiaobei said.
"There's no way around it, I have other things to do on a regular basis, like picking up girls, drinking with courtesans, and flirting with women!"
Cai Wujin rolled his eyes: "Is there anything else you need?"
"No."
Everyone fell silent again.
Jiang Chu said, "Old Cai, I've finally seen someone even more flamboyant than you."
...
The restaurant was interesting.
Inside is a wraparound kitchen, with guests sitting around outside watching the chef cook, somewhat like a late-night kitchen in Japan.
Chef Zhang pulled out two Nepalese kukri knives from his waist, washed them, and got to work.
"Are there any dietary restrictions?" Chef Zhang's gaze fell on Jiang Chu.
Jiang Chu turned his gaze to the newly joined female soldiers: "Just say what you can't eat."
The female soldier felt a warmth in her heart: "Thank you, boss, but I don't eat mushrooms."
"Oh, boss, bring more mushrooms. I'll help her overcome this bad habit," Jiang Chu said.
"Boss, you're so mean!" the girl whimpered.
"Boss, you're really not kind. You can't treat girls like that. Be careful you don't end up not finding a partner!" Old Zhang teased.
Jiang Chu smiled faintly: "If we can't find anything better, having too many will only cause more trouble."
"Hey, young man, you're quite arrogant, just like I was in my youth!" Old Zhang laughed heartily.
He picked up a piece of Wagyu beef with his Nepalese pick.
The snowflake beef flew into the air, looking exceptionally glossy under the lights.
Old Zhang wielded two swords, his hands moving swiftly and decisively, demonstrating his true skill.
Many scenes that can only be seen in cartoons were perfectly brought to life by Lao Zhang at this moment.
The beef was cut open in mid-air and then neatly sliced into three-centimeter square strips.
For these students who have already broken through to the second level, this is nothing new.
Tuoba Rouyun can also do this because her hand speed and sense of touch are beyond those of ordinary people.
However, Jiang Chu truly admired Old Zhang; this man didn't hide his strength at all.
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