When the afternoon was about to close the fuck, the whole platoon was training to hold guns in the shooting range. Yin Xiancong ran over and said, "Come on the fuck early! Don't practice anymore, come here to do a side job."

sideline?

This is the first time Zhuangyan heard the term "side job" and thought to himself whether the troops still develop the tertiary industry?

But without training, this is simply a blessing from ancestors to burn high incense.

He followed Yin Xiancong to the company's vegetable field in a daze.

Yin Xiancong pointed to the four neat vegetable ridges and said, "These four vegetable ridges will be our sideline business in the future."

"Side business place?" Zhuang Yan was the first to ask: "Squad leader, what are we soldiers who are still going to grow vegetables?"

Yin Xiancong said: "This is a fine tradition of the army. We are hard-working, simple and self-reliant. We must be a good soldier. We must not only train well, but also be a good player in side jobs."

Both solemn and ridiculous.

Being a soldier is not a vegetable farmer. If you are a good soldier, you have to grow good vegetables?

What logic is there?

On the surface, I dare not say it, but on the solemn face, I betrayed the thoughts I despise in my heart.

"Zhuangyan." Yin Xiancong seemed to see the little bitch in Zhuangyan's heart: "Do you think it's embarrassing to grow vegetables?"

Zhuangyan pretended to be confused and said, "Is there any? Did I say that growing vegetables is embarrassing? Squad leader, you are thinking too much."

Yin Xiancong said: "It is said that before the troops move, food and grass will go first. When our troops fight, they first need food and grass. In peaceful times, although we have no war, we must eat well to train well. The food expenses given to us by our superiors are limited, and we have to rely on ourselves to improve our lives. Therefore, when the vegetables are planted and we eat well, we can be motivated to train."

Solemn and dumbfounded.

This can be related to training and being a good soldier. He also admires his squad leader Yin Xiancong.

No wonder he is a good seedling for military academy exams.

However, Zhuangyan has never grown vegetables.

Facing the few vegetable ridges in front of him, he was definitely a tiger biting a turtle - he had no idea how to start.

"How do you grow this vegetable?"

Yin Xiancong suddenly thought that Zhuangyan was a city soldier. Not to mention growing vegetables, he might not even have the chance to take the shovel.

"Growing vegetables requires sowing seeds, repairing ridges, turning over soil, weeding, and extermination of insects..."

Halfway through, he suddenly stopped.

Seeing Zhuang Yan's stupid look on his face, Yin Xiancong knew that he had told him that this was useless.

"You and Zuo Xiaoheng come with me." Yin Xiancong grabbed two large black buckets and a shoulder pole next to the vegetable ridge: "Today, you and Zuo Xiaoheng are responsible for carrying fat for the time being."

Zhuangyan followed and asked, "Pick up fat? Fertilizer?"

Yin Xiancong walked in front without looking back: "Yes, waste."

The three of them, one in front and two in the back, quickly arrived at the company's toilet.

Zhuang Yan asked: "Squad leader, why are we here in the toilet? Are you going to unload the goods?"

Yin Xiancong couldn't help but smile and scolded: "I don't need to unload the goods, it's fertilizer here-"

He took the two of them to the septic tank, pointed to a large pond below and said, "These are fertilizers!"

After saying that, he picked up a two-meter-long spoon next to him, reached into the septic tank, stirred it, and spooned up a large spoonful of yellow and white things.

Zhuangyan first smelled a strong stench and glanced at the big spoon.

The strong visual impact combined with the "ecstasy" odor made him almost jump up.

"Fuck! Oh my god!"

He took three steps back at the fastest speed, as if he was stepping on a pile of poisonous snakes.

The stomach suddenly began to swell, and Zhuangyan couldn't help but retching.

"No prospect!" Yin Xiancong said: "I will show you a demonstration. After finishing, you will carry a load of fertilizer and go back to the sideline business. I will wait for you there."

After saying that, he pointed to a corner of the toilet.

"There are still buckets there, get one more pair."

After saying that, skillfully put the two black buckets in half a bucket of paste-like "fertilizer", then spoon out of the small pool next to it to water the bucket, stir for a few times, and let the "paste fertilizer" completely cut open, thick as if it was a bucket of black coffee.

"vomit--"

Zhuang Yan couldn't accept the situation in front of him, so he continued to hold the wall and retching.

He felt that even if he killed himself, he would not be able to do such a thing.

"Did you understand?" Yin Xiancong asked.

Zuo Xiaoheng said: "Squad leader, don't worry, I did it at home, I understand."

Yin Xiancong nodded with confidence, handed the spoon to Zuo Xiaoheng, looked at Zhuang Yan again and said, "Each person takes two ducts, and they are waiting for this thing to water the vegetables."

A thunder suddenly flashed through Zhuang Yan's mind.

"Squad leader, you mean the dishes we usually eat..."

Yin Xiancong, who had already taken a few steps, stopped and turned around, looking at Zhuangyan as if he was looking at an alien: "That's right, those chili, lettuce and oily vegetables are all grown by ourselves, pure natural foods."

When Yin Xiancong left, Zhuangyan recalled that a few days ago, she praised the refreshing and appetizing lettuce stir-fried with peppers, which tasted like a windy and scattered...

The most terrifying thing was that he remembered a detail.

That day he ate a small piece of tissue debris from the lettuce stir-fried on chili...

At that time, he was holding the wreckage of tissues pulled out of his mouth and joking with a group of comrades, saying that the people in the kitchen were not serious about their work and had not washed the vegetables clean...

Thinking of this, he stretched his head to look at the two buckets of "natural organic fertilizers", and indeed saw a few white tissues floating on it...

"I'll throw it—"

At this moment, Zhuang Yan couldn't help it.

"vomit--"

He really started vomiting, even the yellow bile was spitting out...

sideline!

I'll go to your uncle's side job!

"Lao Zhuang, are you okay?" Zuo Xiaoheng came over and patted his solemn back hard, "Can't you stand the smell?"

Zhuang Yan wiped his mouth and shook his head: "I said Xiaoheng, why did you not react at all... Do you remember that when I was having a meal that day, I ate a white tissue from the plate of shredded lettuce?"

Zuo Xiaoheng thought for a moment and nodded: "Remember."

Zhuang Yan's eyes widened: "Don't you feel disgusted!"

Zuo Xiaoheng said: "Next time, we have to let the kitchen team clean..."

Zhuangyan said: "Why don't you vomit?"

Zuo Xiaoheng said in a daze: "Why do I vomit?"

After saying that, he carried the load of "natural fertilizer" and left leisurely.

Zuo Xiaoheng was nearly half a head shorter than himself, but he didn't expect to pick up two large buckets of "waste" and walk like the wind.

Each person has two loads, and he has to carry it himself, waiting for fertilizer in the vegetable field.

Zhuangyan felt that she had forced herself to Liangshan.

He held his teeth, held his breath, breathed gently with his mouth, and took out "fertilizer" as he imitated the class leader Yin Xiancong, and then stirred it with clean water...

While stirring, he suddenly remembered that this action was a bit like his favorite hot chocolate drink at home. He also stirred slowly with a spoon...
Chapter completed!