[Quick Transmigration] Slag Attack Transformation Strategy

Jiang Yueze didn't think too deeply about where he saw Lin Feng.No matter how you look at the thing that Lin Feng gave him, it is what Jiang Yueze cares most about now.

As the dusk fell, Jiang Yueze spat out what was in his mouth while no one was paying attention.Lin Feng's letter was sandwiched between a pine nut and wrapped tightly with a strand of hair.

Jiang Yueze looked a little green, but at this time, he didn't care about what to pay attention to.Carefully unwrap the pine nuts and remove the unsoaked strips inside.

I saw it said: In early summer, remember to keep warm.

Jiang Yueze's face was so green, he knew that he shouldn't trust that crazy kid like Lin Feng.Immediately, he threw the note into his mouth and swallowed it like Lin Feng was chewing.

Swallowing and still not relieved, he swept aside the pile of biscuits next to the cage, lay down angrily, and fell asleep!

Lin Feng was kneading dough at this time, and suddenly sneezed, and the flour on the chopping board was sprayed several feet away by him.Lin Feng rubbed his nose and continued kneading his face calmly.

The little soldier asked timidly, "Brother Xiaofeng, are you okay?"

Lin Feng turned his head to the side with a puzzled expression, "It's very good." After speaking, he turned his head to knead the dough again.

Little soldier: "..." In fact, what he really wanted to ask was the noodle!

"What's good?" Zhuo Yu's voice came suddenly.

Lin Fengtou greeted without returning: "The room is a bit messy, you can sit wherever you want."

The little soldier was not so casual, he quickly invited Zhuo Yu to sit on the couch, and brought Zhuo Yu a cake that Lin Feng had baked.

Zhuo Yu carefully inspected the piece of cake in his hand, the cake was only the size of a fist, golden in color, and looked very attractive.At this moment, Zhuo Yu, who had Lin Feng's back turned to him, was still kneading the dough, his shoulder blades flickered in front of Zhuo Yu's face, and an apron was tied around his waist, making his waistline look thinner.

Zhuo Yu inexplicably thought of the words "Qing Qi Qi".

The little soldier stood watching, a little anxious in his heart. Their Zhuo Wan rider held a cake in his hand, and his eyes seemed to be fixed on Lin Feng's back.So he asked cautiously: "Zhuo Wanqi, does the pancake taste bad?"

Zhuo Yu glanced over with a cold look, as if he thought the little soldier was meddling in his own business.

Hearing this, Lin Feng turned around, and the frost on Zhuo Yu's face suddenly melted at that moment.The little soldier blinked in doubt, comforting himself that he had misread just now.

"Silly boy, you think the pancakes are delicious, maybe Zhuo Wanqi just doesn't like pasta. If you don't wink, hurry up and get Zhuo Wanqi some water."

Under Lin Feng's hands, a piece of dough has turned into round cakes, which can be baked at any time.The little soldier hurried out of the camp to get water.

Lin Feng wiped his hands, walked to the other side of the low couch and sat down, looked at the cake in Gu Zhuoyu's hand, and asked a little teasingly, "Zhuo Wanqi really doesn't want to try it?"

Zhuo Yu didn't smile, he stared at Lin Feng and took a bite of the pancake.Unexpectedly crispy and delicious, Zhuo Yu didn't even care about Lin Feng for a moment, and stared blankly at the cake in his hand.

Lin Feng smiled triumphantly and asked, "How?"

Zhuo Yu swallowed slowly, and then raised the corner of his mouth with evil spirit, but said a topic that had nothing to do with cake, "You don't have to go back in this life."

Lin Feng was a little surprised. He is an actor himself, so he naturally knew what domineering meant in Zhuo Yu's eyes, so he said, "Zhuo Wanqi has the confidence to recruit me?"

Zhuo Yu asked back: "What is the difference between you and surrender?"

Lin Feng deliberately asked: "What do you like about me, cooking? Or this medical skill?"

"Of course it's yours!" Zhuo Yu said lightly.

Lin Feng pouted in his heart, thinking to himself: This Zhuo Yu is not easy to look at, who knows what he is thinking in his heart.It's better to be soft now, the worst is to lose a little innocence or something.It is only reasonable to get experience points after completing the task.

Lin Feng turned around in his heart, but he didn't show it at all on his face. He raised one eyebrow, twirled the spatula in his hand, then stood up, and bowed to Zhuo Yu respectfully. Bow, "Meet Zhuo Wanqi!"

The two held a pancake in one hand and a spatula in the other, but they didn't care at all.

Zhuo Yu finally laughed, gave Lin Feng a little help, and said loudly: "There is no such thing as a Hun, so just call me Zhuo Yu from now on."

Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Yes, Zhuo Yu."

When the little soldier came in, he saw Zhuo Yu eating a pancake, his eyes were still fixed on Lin Feng.He handed the water to Zhuo Yu, but he murmured in his heart that his brother Xiaofeng was so vigorous that even a character like Zhuo Wanqi could be fascinated by him.

After a few days, there were suddenly more Huns soldiers in the camp.Lin Feng was also transferred to be his medical officer.

The Huns rested for so many days, thinking only of avenging their shame, the Yao Dynasty has a vast land and abundant resources, and there seem to be countless treasures and food waiting for them to snatch.A fire forced these wolves into cheetahs abruptly.

The battle has not yet started, so Lin Feng's life is naturally leisurely.Jiang Yueze stopped ignoring Lin Feng from that day on, but Lin Feng led the little soldiers around in front of his eyes all day long.

When Jiang Yueze closed his eyes, he simply couldn't see it.Lin Feng hit a wall, but he didn't care, he put the cake in his hand and the messy snacks he made on one side of the cage.When he left, he even teased Jiang Yueze.

Jiang Yueze: "..." Is this person sick?

More than half a month has passed since the fire, and some new greenery has sprung up on the grassland.Lin Feng stood behind the tent, looking at the Yaochao city gate in the distance.

Not a word.

The little soldier stood behind him, fearing that Lin Feng might want to go back.The comforting words in his mouth rolled a few times between his teeth, but he still didn't say it.Also, what to say?

Unexpectedly, Lin Feng turned his head and said to the little soldier with surprise on his face: "I didn't expect the scenery of the grassland to be so beautiful. If you don't eat a meal of kebabs at this time, you will be sorry for the scenery."

Little soldier: "..." It's sad!

"What are mutton skewers?" the little soldier asked shamelessly.

Lin Feng stared at the little soldier for a few times, only to see that the little soldier was covered in white sweat, and then he said, "Of course it's a good thing. Go and get some mutton and seasoning..."

"I, I, I will go right away." The little soldier hurried away without waiting for Lin Feng to finish speaking.

Lin Feng glanced at the flustered back of the little soldier, then turned around again.Where the Xiongnu soldiers could not see, Lin Feng slowly showed a sinister smile.

Jiang Yueze's dinner that day was kebabs, and Lin Feng brought it over as if holding a bouquet of flowers.Looking at the densely packed thin sticks, Jiang Yueze's scalp felt numb.