The strongest rocket soldier

Chapter 541 Eating Dumplings

"I can't eat anything that is too stimulating. Does that include spicy food?"

Ding Xiaojun asked, he really needs to pay attention to these details. After all, the two of them will live together in the future, so it's best to find out what can't be eaten first.

"Yes, you can't eat spicy and irritating foods, and you can't eat beef and mutton. Hot foods are also irritating foods." Liu Jiang explained.

After listening to Ding Xiaojun, he thought about it, if it is too hot to eat, then he can’t eat it if it is too cold, whether the fish belongs to the severe cold, he is not sure, Ding Xiaojun looked at Liu Jiang and asked: "Is that fish edible? "

"Freshwater fish can be eaten less, but seafood such as snails, shrimps and crabs cannot be eaten." Liu Jiang carefully explained the types of food that cannot be eaten.

"That's okay, otherwise, your recipes would be too simple. Now that the cooking class has been finished, I'm taking you to see other places." After Ding Xiaojun finished speaking, he took Liu Jiang and the familiar elsewhere.

The main ones are the underground warehouse and the barracks. As for the ammunition depot, Ding Xiaojun did not take him to see it. The main reason is that Ding Xiaojun has not seen Liu Jiang's stay-at-home announcement, so he is not sure yet.

After getting familiar with the environment of the lower camp, Ding Xiaojun took Liu Jiang to the vegetable field behind the barracks, and picked some fresh vegetables from the vegetable field.

"This vegetable field is well taken care of. The vegetables grown here are better than those grown by professional vegetable farmers." Liu Jiang looked at all kinds of vegetables in the vegetable field, and said You Zhong.

Ding Xiaojun took the picked vegetables and walked out along the empty path in the middle.

"What's the matter with this? The soil quality here is good, unlike the old company before. I don't know how many times I have planted vegetables in the vegetable field. The nutrition of the soil quality has already been exhausted."

Liu Jiang thought for a while: "You're right. How many years have you had the food here? Did you use so much food by yourself before? Can you finish it?"

Ding Xiaojun came out, and on the outside of the vegetable field, he cleaned up the places where the vegetables needed to be cleaned, mainly by tearing off the roots and pulling out the rotten leaves.

"If Jiang remembers correctly, there are vegetables in the refrigerator. I saw them when I put the ice cream in." Liu Jiang said, looking at the vegetables in Ding Xiaojun's hands.

Ding Xiaojun slightly raised his head, looked at Liu Jiang and said, "Yes, there are vegetables in the refrigerator, but there are no fresh ones picked out, so you just came here. Naturally, the first ton of rice should be prepared better."

Liu Jiang didn't want Ding Xiaojun to be too alien to him, he shook his head: "Actually, there is no need to make deliberate preparations, the days will be long in the future, this time is not bad."

Ding Xiaojun stood up straight, looked at the vegetable field in front of him, and said to Liu Jiang: "Look at our vegetable field, there are quite a lot of vegetables here, and it's really hard to finish eating just the two of us. If you don’t eat it in time, you will grow old.”

Liu Jiang looked at the vegetable field and made a rough calculation, and it was indeed as Ding Xiaojun said, these vegetables are not only so simple that they can't be eaten up, even if there are two more people, they are enough.

"Then what shall we have for lunch?"

Ding Xiaojun chuckled: "It's time to eat dumplings. Come down, it's a happy event here. Let's celebrate and eat dumplings."

"Okay, but do we have any flour? If not, it would be a bit of a waste."

"Yes, of course there are. Although there are not many, it is still enough to make dumplings for two people."

"Listen to you, let's fix it together."

"Together."

……

In the back kitchen of the cooking class, two people are busy, one is rolling the skin, the other is stuffing, and the two cooperate, but they are like a family.

"Can't you roll it better? It depends on what you roll. If the thickness is uneven, I have to trim each one." Liu Jiang held a dough in his hand, pinched it on the thick side of one side, and said to Ding Xiaojun complained.

"I don't think I'm good at rolling, so come here, I'll take care of it." Ding Xiaojun said, standing up the bottle in his hand (there is no such thing as a noodle rolling stick, so a wine bottle can be used instead), and looked at Liu Jiang.

Liu Jiang put the dough in his hand on the chopping board and stood up: "I'll come and I'll let you see it."

The two exchanged positions. Ding Xiaojun first wrapped the remaining three dough on the chopping board, and then turned to look at Liu Jiang.

Liu Jiang put the noodles together again, kneaded them, and said while kneading: "This noodle, you need to knead it evenly first, and it will be firm, so that it will be smooth when you roll it out, just like your original one, then It's a waste of good noodles."

After hearing this, Ding Xiaojun felt that Liu Jiang was quite professional, so he couldn't help asking: "Old Liu, where are you from?"

Liu Jiang kneaded the noodles, and replied casually: "From Jiangxi, what's the matter, do you think I, a southerner, can't make noodles?"

Ding Xiaojun nodded: "Well, I thought you were from the north, and your method looks quite capable."

Liu Jiang turned his head, looked at Ding Xiaojun, and stared straight at it. Ding Xiaojun felt a little scared when he saw it. He thought to himself, he must have said something wrong.

"Old Liu...wh...what's the matter?"

"Don't move, don't move." After Liu Jiang finished speaking, he stared at Ding Xiaojun's forehead and stretched out his hand.

Ding Xiaojun thought to himself, maybe there is something on his face, he raised his hand to wipe off the something on his face.

"Don't move, don't move!" Liu Jiang's hand was already close.

Ding Xiaojun's heart was even more disturbed, could there really be something on his face.

Liu Jiang's hand touched Ding Xiaojun's face lightly, and then, the other hand quickly pressed Ding Xiaojun's face, and quickly rubbed Ding Xiaojun's face with both hands.

"Hahahaha! Be fooled, tell you to look down on southerners."

Ding Xiaojun froze for a moment, wiped his finger on his face, moved to look in front of him, and immediately reacted.

Ding Xiaojun pointed to Liu Jiang: "You..."

Liu Jiang spread out his hands, shaking them slightly triumphantly.

"What's the matter, I'm not happy, it's okay, I'm happy, I don't care if you are unhappy, hahaha..."

Ding Xiaojun looked at the chopping board, stretched out a hand, pressed on a small pile of flour on one side, and walked straight towards Liu Jiang.

Seeing Ding Xiaojun rushing towards him, Liu Jiang stretched out his hand and pointed at Ding Xiaojun: "Stop, stop, take care, I'm an officer, you..."

"Officer, here, who cares about your rank..." Ding Xiaojun said, and suddenly landed on Liu Jiang's body, and that hand went straight to Liu Jiang's face.

"You... bah... put it in my mouth... bah..."

……

After more than a minute, the two separated, each gasping for breath, Liu Jiang shook his head, and stared at Ding Xiaojun, Ding Xiaojun was about to curse back, when he saw Liu Jiang staring over, he immediately burst out laughing, The laugh is that I can't stand up straight.

(End of this chapter)