A Sumptuous Breakfast, I Love It So Much (Seeking Collection)

"In our unit, we've always had a tradition of singing a song before meals."

"I'll lead you all in a song, a simple one. 'The Internationale,' you know it, right?"

The duty officer stood before all the new recruits, his hands beginning to gesture rhythmically.

Most of the new recruits below spoke in hushed tones, making their singing sound weak and uninspired.

The duty officer didn't indulge these new recruits, frowning as he directly cursed at them:

"What kind of garbage is this singing? Do you still think you're at home? This is Mom's military!"

"Sing louder! If you can't sing, you're not eating breakfast today!"

The duty officer's words stunned the new recruits below. They hadn't expected the duty officer to yell at them on their very first day.

But given that this was the military, and it was only their second day here, they truly didn't understand any of the rules.

So, they could only immediately raise their volume and, under the duty officer's command, sing again:

"The Internationale! The Internationale! This power is iron! This power is steel!"

"Harder than iron, stronger than steel!"

After the new recruits finished singing, the duty officer reprimanded them unhurriedly:

"See, you can sing it well. You new recruits are just..."

The duty officer stopped himself mid-sentence, realizing it was only their first day and they were all eating together for the first time.

"Never mind. After we go down, each Squad Leader will supervise the new comrades. They don't even want to open their mouths to sing a song before a meal."

"Also, these new comrades don't know many songs. After breakfast, I'll have the Squad Office print out some commonly sung songs and have them distributed for the new comrades to memorize."

"Go in and eat."

With that, the duty officer let the new recruits enter the mess hall one by one.

Upon entering the mess hall, they were greeted by rows of neatly arranged tables and chairs. Following the order from First Squad to Tenth Squad, the new recruits sat down orderly.

"This week, First Squad will go to get food first. Next week, it will be Second Squad's turn, and so on."

The duty officer directed the new recruits to get their food.

Before the new recruits from First Squad could get up to get food, the Squad Leaders of the First Company had already stood up, holding their mess trays, and were getting their food from the central serving tables.

They were all veteran soldiers, so naturally, they didn't have to sit obediently and follow the rules like the new recruits.

"Steamed buns, fried noodles, and last night's fried rice. It seems the military's food isn't that great."

Ji Baichang stood in front of Lü Qinglong, looking at the several large iron basins on the central serving table, and couldn't help but mutter a few words.

"You really are a young master. With so many rich breakfast options, you still can't eat your fill?"

Lü Qinglong licked his lips, already feeling hungry.

He hadn't eaten when they arrived at the camp last night. When he was hungry, he ate the bread the Armed Forces Department gave him.

That little bit of food had already been digested in his stomach. Now, seeing such a lavish breakfast, his mouth began to water uncontrollably.

"Alright, since I'm hungry anyway, I'll try the military's breakfast to see if it's good."

Although Ji Baichang said this, he was still reluctant. He simply took a steamed bun, a boiled egg, and a bottle of milk, then returned to his seat.

"Squad Leader, can we take as much as we want this morning?"

Lü Qinglong tentatively asked the duty officer beside him.

To prevent the new recruits from being too slow when getting food, the duty officer was specifically there to maintain order.

Hearing Lü Qinglong speak to him, the duty officer was taken aback and nodded subconsciously:

"As long as you can eat it, you can take as much as you want."

"Our unit's food is very good. The kitchen staff made a lot, and there should still be plenty left. Just take what you want."

As he spoke, the duty officer's gaze scanned Lü Qinglong.

Good heavens! This guy is really strong! In the revolutionary era, he would have been as fierce as a war god, tearing the Japanese apart with his bare hands?

It's a good thing he was assigned to Old Squad Leader Chen Ting's squad, otherwise, he really wouldn't be able to control him.

"Thank you, Squad Leader!"

Lü Qinglong's face lit up upon hearing the duty officer's answer. He put down his mess tray and, with one hand, picked up a large iron tray completely filled with steamed buns.

At the same time, his eyes flickered, and he thought the fried noodles in the large iron basin next to him looked good too. So, he picked up the large iron basin with his right hand.

"Huh?"

The duty officer was dumbfounded. Not only him, but even the new recruits beside him turned their heads to look at Lü Qinglong, who was serving food in the center.

Even the veteran soldiers who had already sat down and were preparing to eat froze with their chopsticks and spoons in mid-air.

"Holy crap! Brother Long isn't planning to let the new recruits behind him eat, is he? He's going to eat it all himself!"

A new recruit from First Squad, who had already gotten his food, said with a trembling voice.

"Uh... can you... can you actually eat that much?"

The orderly asked blankly.

He hadn't expected Lü Qinglong to take both large basins, leaving only two large plates of fried rice and boiled eggs on the dining table.

He alone took half of the breakfast for a hundred new recruits?

"Of course I can eat it, Squad Leader, I can eat a lot."

Lü Qinglong nodded and answered the orderly's question affirmatively.

The orderly didn't know what to say for a moment; he was the one who had just said to take as much as you could eat.

He had no choice but to cast a pleading glance at the only Fourth-Grade Sergeant Major in the company, who was also Lü Qinglong's Squad Leader, Chen Ting.

"Lü Qinglong, you can eat all of this that you've taken?"

"Yes, Squad Leader, I can eat it all."

"Good, then take it back to your seat and eat."

"Yes, Squad Leader."

Lü Qinglong placed the two large plates of steamed buns and fried noodles on the table and began to devour them heartily.

The orderly carefully walked over to Chen Ting, bent down, and whispered:

"Squad Leader Chen Ting, I'll go check with the mess hall to see if there are any extra steamed buns."

"Mm, go ahead."

Chen Ting nodded, and the orderly immediately strode towards the kitchen's mess hall. After a while, he came back out with half a plate of somewhat cold steamed buns.

"Second Squad, get your food," the orderly continued to call out.

The new recruits from Second Squad stood up and walked towards the central dining table with their meal trays. As they passed Lü Qinglong, their expressions were hard to describe.

Because Lü Qinglong opened his large mouth, and the steamed buns, which were as big as their fists, could fit four or five into his mouth at once.

Eating four or five steamed buns in one go wasn't enough; he even picked up the entire large iron basin and inhaled the fried noodles inside like a storm.

The way he ate was as if he hadn't eaten in days!

"No way, is the food in the army this delicious? Are we eating the same kind of steamed buns?"

Ji Baichang looked at Lü Qinglong eating, then looked at the dry, bland steamed bun in his own hand.

It had no taste at all; how could he eat it so enthusiastically?

"Qinglong, is the fried noodles from the mess hall delicious?"

After finishing the steamed bun in his hand, Ji Baichang looked at Lü Qinglong with some regret.