Reborn in the Seventies: Pampered Wife, Owning some Farmland
Chapter 566 - Chapter 566 Chapter 566 Giving to Others is a Waste_1

Chapter 566: Chapter 566 Giving to Others is a Waste_1 Chapter 566: Chapter 566 Giving to Others is a Waste_1 Meng Yunhan did as she said, and swiftly prepared a large pot of spicy chicken. By the time Yun Hao returned, she had the spicy chicken ready.

Before tasting it, Yun Hao had no idea there was chicken inside.

“Deputy Commander, what is this dish? It smells amazing…”

The others shamelessly gathered around.

Lu Jianjun had already scooped a large spoonful of the spicy chicken and placed it in a bowl, only then did he discover that there was chicken inside.

“So spicy, extremely spicy”

“Feels great to have something so spicy.”

“So delicious.”

“It’s meat.”

Yun Hao also hesitated for a moment before he discovered the meat inside. He knew in his heart that his wife must have used a chicken to make the spicy dish.

Seeing these soldiers gobbling up spoonfuls of his wife’s spicy chicken he felt a pang of regret. This was food his wife had specially prepared for him, and now others were devouring it. What a waste!

“Commander, your wife’s dish is so delicious.”

“Their mouths aren’t getting enough, still.” Yun Hao responded with a grimace.

Lu Jianjun didn’t dare to speak while eating.

The head of the cooking team approached Yun Hao.

Yun Hao was already known for his stern demeanor. If it weren’t for the irresistible aroma, they wouldn’t have had the audacity to confront him directly.

“Deputy Commander Yun, I’d like to ask, how did you prepare this spicy dish at noon?”

Yun Hao maintained a stern face, “I don’t know.”

Lu Jianjun hurriedly explained, “He doesn’t know, it was my sister-in-law who made it.”

The team leader who had mustered the courage to approach Yun Hao hesitated after receiving his cold reply, fortunately, Lu Jianjun was there to explain.

“Alright.”

Lu Jianjun then attempted to calm Yun Hao down, “Commander, it’s all eaten anyway.”

Yun Hao cleared the empty ceramic pot, “Help me wash this.”

And then he walked away.

Lu Jianjun was somewhat exasperated but in the end, he took the ceramic pot and went to wash it.

Thinking about how his sister-in-law made so much spicy chicken, only for it to be finished in one meal.

There was nothing he could do about it.

However, this matter reached Lu Zhendong.

“Xiaojun, what exactly happened with the spicy chicken dish the other day?”

While Lu Jianjun hadn’t formally acknowledged Lu Zhendong as his father, their relationship had significantly improved. “My sister-in-law made it. The weather is hot and we don’t have much appetite, so she kindly made some spicy chicken for us. But those little soldiers, one by one, they have some nerves. With one bite after another, a whole platter of spicy chicken was devoured.”

“Was it really that delicious?” Lu Zhendong knew that this summer was hotter than the last.

“Yes, it’s very tasty. If the spicy chicken was paired with cold noodles it would be even more delicious.”

Lu Zhendong paused to think, “This spicy chicken comes at a high cost, is there something cheaper?”

Lu Jianjun didn’t understand what Commander Lu meant by that.

“Commander, are you planning on buying my sister-in-law’s spicy chicken, or having her cook in the military kitchen?”

Isn’t that stealing the jobs of the cooking team?

Without even considering whether the commander would agree.

In this hot weather, the commander would definitely not want his sister-in-law coming into the military kitchen.

Lu Zhendong cleared his throat, “Let her teach the cooking team some simple and low-cost meals.”

Lu Jianjun was of course going to ask Meng Yunhan for something in return.

“How will the payment be calculated?”

Lu Zhendong eyed Lu Jianjun, wondering who his real family was.

Is it right to favor outsiders over your own family?

Helping outsiders calculate his father’s expenses. Is there anyone else as strange as him?

“What do you think it should be?”

“Fifty bucks per dish?” Lu Jianjun tentatively suggested.

Lu Zhendong almost tripped, “You…”