Mr. Big eats potatoes

[Military Fiction] [Light System] [Slice of Life]
Back then, the fire service was still a branch of the military.
Countless dreaming youths clutching steel guns were assigned to the firefighting forces that only used water guns and cannons.
Fang Huai, a seasoned firefighter, has been reborn? Of course, he's out for money!
Returning home, he found that even the camouflage bags from the Armed Forces Department had been brought back.
......
In an interview.
Fang Huai points to the myriad of Military Merit Medals on his chest.
"Each Military Merit Medal represents a step of my progress."
The reporter nods, "I understand the thrill of being rewarded, I was a soldier too!"
Fang Huai laughs and shakes his head: "No, you really don't understand."
......
This is a story about a military unit, but also a story about life.

After Being Reborn, I became a firefighter again?

French meal, what a feast for the wallet.


Fang Huai was a wealthy landowner and had the self-awareness of one. He successfully shut up all the young ladies.


French foie gras, butter escargot, Bouillabaisse, duck confit, cheese, oysters, beef steak, shrimp, scallops...


The reason Fang Huai didn't want to eat Japanese food wasn't about national resentment; he just thought of the radioactive wastewater and couldn't be sure when Japan had started discharging it.


After all, when pee bubbles start floating in the swimming pool, whoever peed must have been having a good time for quite a while; it doesn't necessarily start only when they drop their trousers in public.


So, the so-called appetizers turned into a flowing feast.


They were directly served until they were full.


During the meal, Yang Shaoqing introduced the five girls by name, saying they were roommates.


Chapter 350: Do You Want to Go Home, or Go to a Place Like Home?