Interstellar Chef Raising a Baby

Liu Weiwei's happiness is just watching everyone eat.

Even if she practiced for this dish, she couldn't raise her arms, and she was in a state of coma and sleep when she was out of the system space.

These smiling faces are the greatest compliment to her.

This sentence may be applicable to all chefs.

Even Yang Likun, who had just taken office, could not help but feel a little red when sitting among the soldiers at this moment.

Creating delicious food and creating happiness is the pride of every chef.

Everyone used practical actions to fully express their love and affirmation for the snails.

Looking at the past, the training ground is full of empty plates, and piles of snail shells piled up high.

Everyone's hands are already too oily, but no one dislikes anyone, and put all their shiny fingers to their mouths to clean them.

This unrestrained and unrestrained look is exactly the same as the tufted rabbit and the little Krypton gold squatting next to Liu Weiwei.

Originally, there were soldiers who ate fast, wanted to help two cute-looking dumplings, one black and one white, and wanted to use toothpicks to pick the meat onto the plate for them to eat.

After all, the three-petal motor lips of this little rabbit were born to nibble on grass, and they didn't look like they could **** out snail meat.

However, what shocked everyone was that these two little guys didn't need help at all.

The little furry rabbit tilted his furry head, stepped on the snail with a paw, and turned his head down and slid, and then successfully sucked out the snail meat quickly and effortlessly. Faster than the soldier next to her to help.

The Kryptonium Beast is even more unnecessary.

As soon as it patted its front paws, it heard a bang, and the hard snail shell was broken into dregs, and the fresh and tender snail meat was directly strung on the sharp claws. It ate a clean after licking its tongue.

When it wiped out its own plate of snail meat, it also helped the little furry bunny pat the rest very shortly, and finally began to lick its paws covered with sauce, from the first to the last. Licking cleanly.

The soldiers were dumbfounded, and immediately speeded up their eating movements.

For fear that this guy is addicted to eating, he came to grab the food from their plate.

What Liu Weiwei was watching was also amused. He touched the rabbit's head and Xiao Hei's tail, and put more than a dozen snails of her own on their plates.

These snails were all three days ago, and she asked the Military Purchasing Department to contact several suppliers before buying them.

There are very few people who eat these people in StarCraft, and the vendors sell them at extremely low prices.

However, eating snails during the Mid-Autumn Festival was once an unwritten custom.

Before and after this lively festival, it is the most fertile time of the year for snails.

If you don't eat a plate of fried snails, it must be one of the worst things in this season.

After everyone was lucky enough to stir-fry the snails, they had time to focus on the ugly-looking taro.

It is a good sign to see the moon, eat taro, and complete Consummation.

It was the first time for soldiers to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it was the first time for many people to eat this kind of stuff.

The taro is soft and glutinous and fragrant after being cooked. When eaten with sugar, it is sweet, soft and full.

Almost everyone is fortunate that they didn't drink the nutrient before, otherwise they can only watch others eat it now.

Even the female nurse who usually has the smallest appetite wiped out a small plate of taro today, and even burped an inelegant burp.

After the more heavy-flavored stir-fried screws, a light bite of taro is even more sweet.

The taro duck soup has become the last straw to overwhelm the camel.

Each person can only be given a small bowl of duck soup, the golden yellow color floating in the soup with a little oil star, there is only a small piece of duck meat and a few slices of taro and dried bamboo shoots.

After a long time of stewing and boiling, the skin of this old duck has become extremely soft, and it has almost turned into a delicious and exquisite sound attached to the duck meat without even feeling it carefully.

The tender meat under the duck skin is completely free of duck smell, soft and pleasant, and a hint of taro is co-simmered to promote the fragrance and freshness.

Eat a bite of meat, chew the taro twice, and then nibble two dried bamboo shoots, and then suffocate the hot soup. The taste is extremely refreshing.

Even after drinking the soup in one breath, you can feel the umami lingering on the tip of the tongue for a long time, and even the breath has a strong aroma.

The soldiers became crazy one by one, and they were about to lose their minds excitedly, wishing to learn how to be a beast and lick their bowls!

Yang Likun never got out of the crowd again.

"Lao Yang, it's delicious, it's so delicious!"

"Uuuuu, I didn't expect that I could still eat such delicious things while I was alive."

"You really helped to make it together? Great, Xiao Yangzi, I will definitely dream of this bowl of soup tonight."

"It's like the taste of a first love lover~ It's not good, it's a good time, I think I won't rinse my mouth or brush my teeth like this!"

After all the vacancies, such enthusiastic discussions never stopped.

No matter which phalanx, how disciplined the team is, one or two wolves can be heard.

The scientific research bureau and the medical team are still holding some postures. Unlike the soldiers on the battlefield, they are more particular.

But tonight, it's the same as having been hungry for several days, no more sensible.

"Lieutenant Colonel Chen, I have decided, I will follow you in the future!"

One of the newest guys in the white coat among the team of the Scientific Research Bureau suddenly uttered a voice.

He raised his head and mourned his first love that died young for a minute, then buried his head in the empty bowl, took a deep breath of the smell of the old duck soup, and then clenched his fist angrily.

"Lord Colonel Chen, let's join the letter when we go back tonight! To protest the unfair treatment of the army leaders, why can't scientific researchers enter the canteen? It's too bad, too cruel and inhumane, too unruly and too bullying!"

Lieutenant Colonel Chen's face stiffened.

Just as he was about to speak, there was a bunch of echoes around the newcomer.

"It makes sense, I also sign."

"Yes, we are not very demanding, what do you eat at the beast, what do we eat too!"

"Hey, that's right, we have to advance and retreat with the monster we raised!"

"I think it's OK. We are responsible for the experimental monsters. Before they eat, we give them a poison to ensure their safety."

Lieutenant Colonel Chen:...

And such voices also rang from the medical team, procurement office, administrative office, and so on.

In a short span of time, Marshal Lear personally received nearly 500 anonymous reports.

Even the Complaint Handling Office of the Star Alliance Army quickly called him.

"Marshal Lear, there were just a lot of comrades who responded that the food in the First Military Region was not good, the food label was not good, and you abused the sergeant. Marshal, although it is very difficult, we must also do business and send people to investigate the scene. "

Marshal Lear was about to blow his beard up, "His grandma is dripping! Who! Who did it!"

Complaint Office: "..."

In the research bureau team in the distance, the newcomer sneezed loudly.

By this time, the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala had reached its climax.

Soldiers from other military districts all took photos, recorded videos and uploaded them to the military district forum, vying for the title of the most popular military district.

However, the comrades of the First Military Region fell into silence for a long time.

"Can't send it! Can't send it, if other teams know that we have something delicious, what should I do if we apply for a transfer?"

"I rub it, it will still be like this, that's not okay! I can't enter the canteen now, if there are other people on the team, I will not be able to enter the canteen even more?"

"No post is allowed! If someone turns over, they have to be transferred. How can we be better in other military districts? There are so many foods on the festival? Who dares to post indiscriminately today and be careful of being beaten by Lao Tzu!

"Hahaha, eat stealthily, don't let the boys in other military regions know, and resolutely let them think that we are the worst military region!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm going to post, unfortunately on the Mid-Autumn Festival, I didn't even receive a bottle of nutrient solution, and didn't drink a bite during the whole party."

"Poor, me too, I'm hungry now, shivering in the cold wind...watch the show."

Marshal Lear's pot is probably not clean.

He didn't know what good things his cubs had done until the next day.

Before the end of the Mid-Autumn Festival party, every person in the First Military Region, whether present or on duty, received a small gift—moon cake, in addition to the meal that night.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, there is a legend of Chang'e flying to the moon in the east. How can there be less cute and charming moon cakes?

Liu Weiwei and Yang Likun united more than a dozen robots. Starting from the first step of making leather, they kneaded dough to cook shortbread, and then pressed and baked them one by one. It could be said that they turned continuously, and they also recruited the logistics office staff from the marshal to help out. I have been busy for a full week.

In the end, when every soldier got the moon cake, he couldn't believe it.

The golden round mooncake on the surface, the outer circle has shallow and concave patterns, the surface is also full of sweet-scented osmanthus, the antique traditional Chinese characters for Reunion, the whole skin looks oily and plump, very cute, and because the texture has become high-end Very noble.

People with thick branches and big leaves eagerly bite down, and instantly realize the unique taste of this thin, soft, sweet and delicious, soft filling, sweet but not greasy.

Those who are more particular reluctant to eat, take them in their hands and observe carefully, even exchanging mooncakes from other people and circulating them in the dormitory.

Everyone's suits and colors seem to be different.

Some are full of sweet-scented osmanthus, some are like summer lotus, and some are laurel shadows...

When everyone was about to knead the cake, they realized that each other's tastes were different.

Different words are written on the outer packing box of the mooncakes.

Five nuts, lotus paste, red bean paste, jujube puree, ham, honeydew...

Everyone was astonished, covering their mooncakes in an instant, and coveted the other people's hands.

What if I want to taste different tastes?

"Eat separately, I have a knife here."

"Say good first and get an average score, otherwise I will not do it."

"Well, of course, we have four people in the dormitory, each with a quarter of each taste."

The person who took a bite anxiously took out the mooncake that had been soaked in his saliva, too embarrassed.

Of course, the end was a gang fight, and then the moon cake was also divided.

"Wuren... Uh, you go, I don't need you anymore, but my bean paste is delicious."

"Little song, I remember you don't like egg nutrient, I will solve it for you if it tastes like egg yolk."

"Get out! I'll eat this egg yolk mooncake when I die, you get out of me."

"Let go of your hands, my lotus seed...

Almost every bedroom is full of laughter, or the lively sounds of fighting.

The Mid-Autumn Festival of the First Military Region has come to a successful conclusion.

**

"I don't use moon cakes, I want to eat this..."

The wolf paw pressed the round shoulder of the little lamb once again.

The night is black and the wind is high, and the gui Ying is sparse, it is a good time to appreciate the moon and see the beautiful woman...