Chapter 949

(Thanks to Commander 'Blue Tears' for the monthly ticket support.)

At 5:30 PM, He Zhijun and Gao Dazhuang arrived first.

Seeing Lin Feng wearing an apron, they both felt strange.

Can the food he cooks be eaten?

"Brigade Commander, Team Leader Gao, please sit."

Lin Feng was stir-frying and couldn't get away, so Shen Lanni had to entertain them enthusiastically.

No problem, she had been in the Wolf Fang for more than three months.

And she had received much care from He Zhijun and Gao Dazhuang, so they were familiar.

"Little Shen, you've grown up and become sensible!"

He Zhijun smiled deeply, took the cigarette handed to him, lit it, and smoked it happily.

Seeing this, Gao Dazhuang also couldn't wait to puff away.

To be honest, he didn't smoke before; front-line special forces soldiers shouldn't have a smoking addiction.

Now it's different; promoted to team leader, there's almost no hope of going on missions.

The key is that it's special-supply Panda cigarettes; not smoking them would be foolish.

Alright, there really are no other brands of cigarettes at home.

So much so that in normal times, Shen Lanni would secretly smoke a couple!

Since they were all close acquaintances, there were no scruples.

Shen Lanni said: "You two sit, I'll go help."

"Go ahead, your dad and the others should be here soon."

Putting aside that Shen Lanni could only be a food runner.

The two took the opportunity to look at the layout and furnishings of the house, and Gao Dazhuang sighed repeatedly.

"Same people, different fates; the gap is too big."

"Leader, I'm still living in a deputy regimental-level house, what do you say?"

Say what, He Zhijun exhaled a puff of smoke.

"When I change houses, you'll have a spot, just hold on..."

Just then, the doorbell rang.

The hosts were busy, so Gao Dazhuang had to go open the door.

"Good day, Commander, please come in."

Shen Zizai entered and gave up his spot, because there were two more people behind him.

Senior Colonel Zheng Yanlong of the Iron Dragon Brigade, who lives across the street at 2001.

Senior Colonel Lan Zhiguang of the 9th Armored Brigade, who lives at 1801.

Both are deputy division-level, both are neighbors, and both are plot characters.

Without much chatter, Shen Zizai changed his shoes and smiled:

"Today is a family banquet, no commanders, only brothers."

"Besides, this is my son-in-law's house, you are the guests!"

Alright, no problem, everyone laughed.

At that moment, Lin Feng walked out of the kitchen with a plate: "Sorry for the poor hospitality, brothers, please forgive me."

Zheng Yanlong smiled deeply: "Just because Brother Lin cooked himself, we forgive you."

Lan Zhiguang nodded: "The God of War cooking himself gives us plenty of face!"

Alright, alright, the dishes are ready, Lin Feng invited everyone to the table.

"Home-cooked dishes, the point is drinking, let's start."

"Start, start, where's the wine?"

"Coming, the wine is coming."

Shen Lanni brought out a case of special supply (six bottles) from the side bedroom.

"Damn, good stuff, brother, you're generous."

Lan Zhiguang smiled lightly: "For the sake of the special supply, even if today is a trap, I accept it!"

"It's not that serious, it's a family banquet."

Not mentioning whether he felt heartache or not, Lin Feng opened the bottles, and Shen Lanni was responsible for pouring the wine.

The next second, Gao Dazhuang looked at the dishes on the table and clicked his tongue in wonder.

"When did you learn to cook? It looks good!"

Lin Feng was modest: "Just started practicing, it's passable, drinking is the key."

Hearing this, and with hesitation, Gao Dazhuang picked up his chopsticks to try.

Damn, is it an illusion?

Ordinary mushrooms, so delicious?

Not believing it, Gao Dazhuang picked up some loofah to taste.

"Little Gao, how does it taste?" Shen Zizai asked.

"Hmm, let me try again!"

This scene instantly aroused the curiosity of Shen Zizai and the others.

Without saying more, picking up chopsticks to taste it themselves was more direct.

"This fish is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, extremely flavorful, a masterpiece!"

"The bamboo shoots are crispy and sweet, oily but not greasy, simply amazing!"

He Zhijun picked up a braised pigeon egg to taste, invincible!

"You kid, even your cooking skills are so superb, a genius!"

Facing the repeated exclamations and praise, Lin Feng could only accept them all with a smile.

The system's master-level cooking skills are comparable to a grandmaster in the outside world.

The ceiling of the tip of the tongue, how could it be an undeserved reputation?

After pouring the wine, watching everyone eating voraciously, Shen Lanni was very surprised.

Even if they came to be guests empty-handed, they wouldn't need to praise it so much, right?

She knew exactly what level her own man was at.

"I say you guys, are you looting a banquet?"

"Girl, hurry and taste it, it's simply amazing!"