After that, Wen Chang never met Rong Ze again for several days.

The training is all done by Edmund.

Edmund seems to be very talkative, but he is also one-sided during training.

Over the past few days, Wen Changmeng went back to the university for military training, and every day was a new torture.

However, the effect of the training is quite obvious. His abdominal muscles have appeared outlines, and he has a six-pack by count.

Wen Chang caressed his abdominal muscles in front of the mirror in satisfaction, he was so happy.

Wen Chang was able to stand up on his own after training today, which is a considerable improvement compared to a few days ago.

"Where has the legion commander been recently? It feels like I haven't seen him for a long time." Wen Chang asked while leaning on the wall.

Edmund was packing up the equipment he had just used. Hearing this, he returned: "The first space folding is approaching, and the general is going to organize the entire ship for formation training, so he is very busy."

However, if the general has no time to sleep every day, he will try his best to squeeze out an hour to transform back into a big black panther to stay with Wen Chang.

Edmund never forgets to make an assist: "The general should be fine tonight, why don't we get together?"

Xiao Xiong secretly compared himself in his heart, he is too smart, the general should give him more money!

Wen Chang was pleasantly surprised: "Okay, it just so happens that you are not very tired after training today, so please tell the general for me."

Edmund nodded in response.

Wen Chang supported the wall and walked back by himself.

He was thinking about what to cook tonight, when he was hit hard by someone walking towards him.

Wen Chang raised his hand and rubbed his shoulders, then looked up at the perpetrator.

Xing Qiang was still smiling: "Hey, after practicing for so many days, you are still so weak."

Wen Chang: "Yes, after all, I don't need to bully the weak."

Xing Qiang: ...

What's the matter with this man, there is something in his words.

After Wen Chang finished speaking, he put on a cold face and was about to go back.

Xing Qiang managed to catch him not with that Tolia, so naturally he would not let go of such a good opportunity.

"Why are you going, let's talk?"

Wen Chang raised his hand to look at the time, there was still more than an hour before dinner, and it would be too late.

He put his hands on his chest: "OK, what do you want to talk about?"

Xing Qiang took Wen Chang to a corner where there was no one, as if he was a good brother.

Xing Qiang looked around and found no one, so he reached out to throw Wen Chang over his shoulder.

The moment before he shot, he suddenly felt a familiar icy object pressing against his waist.

Wen Chang smiled: "What? Want to talk about fists and kicks with me? I think the latest energy gun is quite interesting. Mine can directly penetrate SS-level body protection."

"By the way, what is your physical fitness? S? Or A?"

Xing Qiang: ...

"You dare to bring a gun in privately!" Xing Qiang was surprised and delighted, he grabbed Wen Chang's braid!

Wen Chang sighed: "It's not considered private."

Xing Qiang was completely caught in his own horns.He found Luo Zhao when he returned from the training ground that day. He tried to tell Luo Zhao what to say, but he got nothing.

That Luo Zhao asked instead: "Are you trying to trouble him? I advise you not to. He may not be what the media shows."

Xing Qiang didn't listen, he just thought that Luo Zhao himself was bloodless, and he didn't dare to show Wen Chang some flair with him.

After the two broke up unhappy, Xing Qiang decided to make trouble on his own.

His plan was very rough, to beat up Wen Chang, let him know how bad he is, and he is not worthy to be beside the army commander.

But who would have thought that Wen Chang would have such a powerful weapon as an energy gun? !

Xing Qiang was sure that Wen Chang had hidden it by himself and he would not dare to do anything to him. As long as he went back and reported it to the army commander, he might be promoted to a higher level.

Xing Qiang sneered: "Oh, you still dare to touch me? As long as you shoot, our army commander will find out immediately, and then you just wait to be raped!"

Wen Chang clicked his own brain, and calmed down: "Don't bother you to inform, I have already called the army commander, and you can speak directly in person in a while."

Xing Qiang: "You are not afraid of being locked up for hiding an energy gun, so I have nothing to be afraid of."

Wen Chang yawned big, not paying attention to this harmless threat at all.

"Oh."

Xing Qiang had a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, what's going on!Why is he reacting this way? !

Not long after, the legion commander rushed over in a hurry, followed by ten soldiers.

Xing Qiang was overjoyed: "Sir! I want to report! This criminal suspect has hidden energy guns!"

A soldier following Rong Ze went up and slapped him on the back of the head: "Shut up! What do you know, the energy gun was given to Mr. Wen by the head of the legion."

Xing Qiang was stunned and said, "Huh?"

Rong Ze stepped forward to take the energy gun from Wen Chang's hand, disassembled it quickly and put it back together again: "The gear was wrong just now, and this one is the highest grade now."

Xing Qiang saw that the head of the army led Wen Chang out very gently, and the two were still studying something in a low voice.

The soldiers held down Xing Qiang who was still stretching his neck and looking around: "You can really find trouble for me. The regiment has been busy lately. Do you still have the heart to find trouble for others?"

Xing Qiang stuck his neck: "It's not my fault!"

"No, you are the one who is wrong." He slapped the head of the fine man on this matter again: "Go face the wall and think about it."

Rong Ze's face was not very good-looking. He knew that some of his subordinates who didn't know the truth were very dissatisfied with Wen Chang's treatment, but he really didn't realize that someone would have the courage to directly trouble Wen Chang.

If he hadn't left his own gun to Wen Chang before, it might not have ended today.

"I'm sorry." Rong Ze looked Wen Chang in the eyes and apologized.

The jewel-like eyes are full of sincere apology.

Wen Chang smiled: "What is this? If you want to blame it, it's my own bad reputation before."

Rong Ze looked away: "You are fine."

Wen Chang has been on the ship for so many days, and all he has seen is the aura of the commander of the army, saying that he is one and looking down on the stars. He has never seen him so cautious.

Speaking of which, the annoyed and guilty look of the legion commander is unexpectedly similar to that of Zai Zai after he made a mistake.They all have erratic eyes, but they have an excellent attitude of admitting mistakes.

Wen Chang, who was not very angry at first, dared to look at the army commander now.

The man with a cold appearance seemed a little reserved in front of him.

The legion commander probably likes him, right?

This thought flashed through Wen Chang's mind, and was soon forgotten by him.

How could it be possible, the head of the legion is obviously the kind of person who dedicates his life to the country, so it seems unlikely that he will like someone.

Probably the restraint this time is because his subordinates made a mistake, so he felt embarrassed.

Wen Chang happily threw away the correct answer.

"What would the general want to eat today?" Wen Chang asked with a bent smile.

In the past few days, Rong Ze could only get Wen Chang's love bento when he became a black panther. He ate half full every day, and the rest was mixed with nutrient solution. He was looking forward to tonight's dinner.

Then he said:

"It's all right."

When Wen Chang was on the ancient earth, he didn’t like asking friends what they would like to eat when he invited them to dinner. After all, the answer was often: "Anything is fine. You can. Whatever you want."

Because after getting these three answers, he really did it casually, so he might get the following reply during the meal:

"Ah, how did you do this, I don't eat this."

"Ah, I don't really want to eat this today."

"Ah, it would be even better if there was XXX."

So slowly, the number of friends who could be invited home for dinner by Wen Chang decreased a lot.

But in Interstellar there is no such problem at all.

The people of Interstellar said "anything goes", which means do whatever you want, and we haven't eaten it anyway.

And when it's done, it will eat up the food very appreciatively, and say a lot of praise with the eyes of the savior.

This eater is a favorite among chefs.

Think about it, people who like to cook certainly like not only the process of cooking, but also the joy of being praised at the end.

Even though Wen Chang has been a Michelin-starred chef for a long time, he still likes to receive all kinds of implicit or straightforward compliments.

Harm, how can anyone not like sincere praise?

However, today's time is really too late, Wen Chang decided to do something fast.

As for the big meal, he is already planning it.

Rong Ze was still sitting at the table processing the information about returning to the army. He had just received the news that a group of notorious star thieves had just robbed the entire planet nearby.

They are temporarily going to chase the Star Pirates, and they will probably be even busier for a while.

Wen Chang was chopping vegetables in the open kitchen, his eyes drifted unconsciously to the head of the legion.

He casually thought about what it would be like if the future legion commander really liked someone.

An elegant and intellectual female aristocrat?Or is it an innocent and innocent girl like in a romance novel?Or a female general who is as agile as him?

Thinking about it, Wen Chang unconsciously began to feel a little sore.

Looking down, the vinegar was poured out as soy sauce.

Wen Chang: ...

Chef Wen encountered the first Waterloo in his career.

Rong Ze stopped for a while when he heard the sound of the impact of the equipment here, then looked up, just in time to see Wen Chang's embarrassing expression.

"What's wrong? Do you need help?" Rong Ze put down the materials in his hand.

Wen Chang waved his hands again and again: "No need, it's fine, I can do it."

It's embarrassing to think that he, a veteran who has mastered the kitchen for many years, would confuse Mrs. Vinegar and Soy Sauce because of distraction.

Wen Chang withdrew his mind, and finished the rest seriously.

What he made today was bibimbap, and the stone pot that he had prepared for a long time before finally came into use.

Just now, there was a little unharmonious episode in the step of mixing the sauce, but fortunately, it was rescued in time.

Chef Wen’s version of bibimbap is full of ingredients, shredded carrots, boiled spinach, chopped black fungus, fried meat pieces, crisp lettuce, and of course cold bean sprouts and a complete and beautiful side omelette.

The stone pot had been burned very hot, and the rice next to the stone pot had already turned into rice crackers.

Putting such a spoonful of red hot sauce on the neatly laid ingredients is not too appetizing.

Rong Ze was already tempted by the aroma when the meat was cooked. Now that Wen Chang was done, he took the initiative to get up and help bring it over.

When the two people handed over the stone pot, their fingertips accidentally touched each other.

Wen Chang withdrew his fingertips like an electric shock, and pretended nothing happened, went to make the spicy tofu seafood soup that had been stewed before serving.

Rong Ze was already used to the close contact with Wen Chang when he was a black panther.

So this level of contact didn't even make him have any emotional waves.

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