บท 989: A Special Skill

 "What do you want?"

 "Two buns, a bowl of porridge and a cold dish... Oh, no. Three buns, please."

 The fat soldier looked up in surprise.

 Wow! Another potbelly. Who is he?

 He was shocked to realize that it was Qin Guan. It was actually him in the flesh!

 Some officials had said that Qin Guan would come to their camp to shoot a film, but no one had actually seen him.

 "What's the problem? They are right here!"

 Qin Guan pointed to the steaming basket behind him. The fat soldier came back to his senses immediately.

 The guys who distributed food in the dining hall were martial artists, so they could use the same ladle to distribute food in different quantities.

 Whoever they liked would get three pieces of pork. Whoever they disliked would only get a side dish.