Let you go home and raise chickens, what the hell is this confinement center?

Chapter 54 Why do we need to use military tactics when having a big banquet?

When the last dish was served along with the tableware, there was a burst of cheers at the scene.

Then, there was silence.

The people at the same table looked at their neighbors and friends with murderous eyes.

There are no fathers and sons in the business world, and no friends at the dinner table.

Everyone, please be more reserved and let me eat first!
On the other side, Lin Feng was tired after a whole morning.

Now I can say that I have no appetite at all.

He sat aside and ate a tomato first.

The sweet and sour tomatoes burst in your mouth with rich juice.

With a strong and refreshing aroma, it can immediately dispel the greasy and choking smell of oil smoke.

Lin Feng's appetite also recovered a little.

He sighed comfortably. He hadn't tasted tomatoes like this for many years.

Tomatoes on the market today that have half the flavor of this one would cost dozens of dollars per pound.

After finishing his meal in a few bites, his appetite was whetted and he looked at the table full of dishes.

He thought that he had worked so hard for so long, why shouldn't he have a taste, so he joined the dinner.

There were few people at their table, but many dishes, and Lin Feng had his back to the entire banquet.

I didn't even see the battlefield behind me.

Song Jun, who was standing beside him, just looked up and almost dropped the chopsticks in his hand in fright.

Because...it was a war without the smoke of gunpowder!

It was also the first time he saw someone using Sun Tzu's Art of War at the dinner table.

Repairing the plank road in the open, marching through Chencang in secret, besieging Wei to save Zhao, the beauty trap, the palace conspiracy...

Seeing that the village chief's expression was not right, Lin Feng turned his head and looked back along his line of sight, and his pupils suddenly shrank!

On one table, the sweet and sour carp, after losing all its skin and flesh, its bones still maintained its original posture.

What a great skill this is in eating fish!
There was another table where the big bones of the pork elbows were so shiny from being chewed.

Even his dog would shake his head when he saw it.

There were also a few students who were holding full bowls of rice and staring at their table.

It was clearly written on his face that he would have to sit at the professor's table next time he had a meal.

Lin Feng was so scared that he quickly turned his head back.

Soon, after Lin Feng finished eating, he said hello to the professor and the village chief and left early.

He was so tired.

Moreover, he doesn't have to worry about things like cleaning up the battlefield.

After returning home, he went straight to the bathroom. He really couldn't stand the smell of cooking smoke.

Also, the warm big kang, I miss it so much!

At the banquet, after a battle, everyone was almost full.

Otherwise, they will try to steal the food from the other person's bowl.

Gradually, everyone calmed down.

This also brings into play the original function of the big seat - to communicate feelings.

However, before we could even finish a few words on this topic, it turned into...

"Oh my, you know what, how come Xiaolin's braised beef is so delicious?"

"Yeah, it looks ordinary, but once you put it in your mouth, the taste is so good that I'll buy it for 100 yuan a pound."

"Come on, it's only 50-60 pounds in the county town, and I haven't seen you buy any."

As soon as these words were spoken, the person in front no longer wanted to listen.

"Look at what you said, it doesn't matter how you feel. Even if you want to ruin me, don't ruin Xiaolin's cooking skills."

"If you ask me, this pork elbow is stewed well. It looks fatty, but it's not greasy at all. It's full of flavor from the inside out."

"No master chef in our area can match this skill."

"Yes, yes, the small yellow croaker has a crispy skin and it still falls apart when you eat it. The key is that the meat inside is still tender. What do you think?"

"…………"

Everyone sat on the stools with their bellies bulging, their eyes fixed on the table.

I looked towards the mountains and forests in the distance, wishing there wasn't even a drop of soup left in my bowl.

His eyes are far away and his expression is empty. It is estimated that all his IQ is focused on his stomach.

Someone was muttering, "It would be great if we could have a table like this again." And that's true, who wouldn't want that?

Only Lin Feng didn't want to.

Today's meal was so exhausting that his back, waist and legs ached and his legs were cramping. Now he almost felt like vomiting when he saw the stove.

I'd rather die than have another meal with him.

As he was paddling, he thought, it's night, I'll just have some noodles.

It’s simple, just stir-fry some mushrooms and meat sauce and pour it over the sauce.

After eating so well at noon, what else do you want for dinner?

right?

As he was thinking, he fell asleep.

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The next day, the weather was cloudy and a bit chilly.

When Lin Feng finished making breakfast and returned home, he seemed to vaguely hear the uncles and aunts in the village complaining.

What a great day to work today.

Not hot, nor cold.

Unfortunately, the professor asked them to wait a little longer.

Lin Feng had heard about this from the professors.

In fact, this morning, this group of students have begun to take the initiative to move their seedling-raising equipment into the house as much as possible.

If that doesn’t work, just cover it with the straw scales left over from last year.

According to the calculations of Professor Li and Professor Lu, the rain mentioned in the weather forecast is likely to turn into small hail.

Rain is good, the benefits always outweigh the disadvantages.

If it is hail, it will be more difficult to deal with.

If the time was a little longer, the seedlings that had just emerged from the ground would probably not be able to withstand the blow and would die directly.

Replanting is much more troublesome than sowing.

After all, shaking the seeds can be done mechanically in most cases, but replanting is not an option.

There are also potatoes covered with plastic film. You need to protect the potatoes and the plastic film well to prevent them from being damaged by hail.

The professor had proposed the hypothesis of hail to the village chief, but how many people believed it was their own business.

The weather forecast may not be accurate.

Lin Feng also followed the old professor's advice and did not let out the chicks, ducklings, etc. this morning.

As for the giant-boned firewood chickens, they were only let out for a stroll and then driven back to their nests.

Especially the three small pheasants. There are not as many trees as in the forest to provide shelter here, and they are not very smart.

Lin Feng was really afraid that these three stupid chickens would be killed by the hail.

That would be a shame for a swindler's death.

Once they get underground, other pheasants might laugh at them.

Lin Feng could imagine that scene.

"How did you die?"

"Oh, I was bitten to death by a lynx, what about you?"

"I am no match for you. I was caught by an eagle."

"What about you?"

His chicken said stupidly: "I was killed by hail."

The other two chickens quickly moved away, muttering behind his back:
"Hurry up and stay away from it. What if stupidity is contagious to us?"

Ugh!
But these pheasants are still pretty impressive.

During the time she had been at his house, she had laid at least several eggs for him.

Small, and obviously different from eggs.

The Forestry Bureau said they would give it to him as compensation.

To be honest, the taste is pretty average.

Even the weasel in his house thought the egg was too small.

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(End of this chapter)