Interstellar Chef Raising a Baby

The intelligence of the canteen robots should not be underestimated. They are in a competitive relationship, and new combat robots are constantly being eliminated. If they do not want to be replaced or piled up in the warehouse to rust, then they must work hard.

Each robot now has its own special cooking dishes, and some robots are very capable of autonomous action. They will also ask the soldiers how they feel after eating and ask them to comment on their own dishes.

Liu Weiwei hadn't noticed this at the beginning. She used to assign precise cooking steps to robots so that they could handle a single operation of the assembly line.

But later when she gave birth to her baby and was in confinement, Yang Likun was in charge of the canteen, and the robots learned the complete recipes of some dishes, and even allowed them to complete the cooking independently.

Two months after Liu Weiwei was out of confinement, she discovered that each robot had several specialties, and she also learned to sell soldiers intelligently.

Qiangzi had obviously been fooled before, "I thought at the beginning that what the robot said was set in the cafeteria, but later I found that it was wrong. Each robot recommended it differently."

"Lessons drawn from experience." Ren Hong also looked sad, "I believed them for a full month, and then I learned the truth."

Strong son nodded, "But finally the taste is okay, you guys taste it."

Clayton and the others were all horrified and speechless.

But now many restaurants are also robots working in the back kitchen, but the important part of the seasoning is done by the chef, but I did not expect that the chef of the East District's first canteen is so open and does not mean to keep the recipes secret.

After Clayton was surprised, he quickly picked up the spoon.

But Nelson was very entangled. "So, the kung pao chicken, bacon, and tomato scrambled eggs I ordered are all masterpieces of the robot? Then I will eat it first."

He was the first to listen to the robot and ordered these dishes.

Nelson was holding the spoon and had seen Clayton on the opposite side biting the spoon with hell. He didn't know whether it was enjoyment or what, feeling painful and happy.

He couldn't help feeling nervous, took a deep breath, and then scooped a spoonful of scrambled tomato eggs into his mouth.

The tomatoes have been peeled and cut into eight standard slices. Because it takes a long time to stir and it is a big pot of rice, the original shape can hardly be seen, but the rich tomato juice is completely forced out by the temperature of the oil pan. A large piece of golden egg was dyed red.

The red and yellow colors are like red jade and broken gold all falling on the white porcelain plate, and a few pieces of emerald green onions are sprinkled on it, which is really beautiful.

Nelson chose to taste this dish first, because he was attracted by the bright colors. His eyes almost stuck to the plate until the spoon was placed on his mouth, and the sweet and sour smell that penetrated the tip of his nose made him refreshed. , Slightly recovered.

When it was delivered to the mouth, the scrambled eggs were soft and tender, as if they were formed into golden clouds. The moment they bite down, the eggs are rich and elastic. After being soaked in the sweet and sour tomato sauce, It is more delicious and appetizing.

Nelson was so tired that he couldn't even handle his job. The muscles of his two arms were sore and numb. This was the result of him running back and forth with hundreds of kilograms of weight and bullets throughout the afternoon.

However, this scent is slightly sour and sweet, but it makes him feel that he has been beaten. The invigorating medicine is like a physical repair agent. A mouthful of turbid breath is slowly exhaled from the chest, and the muscle cells all over his body are loosened.

Two old legs that ran for four hours in a row, obviously the knees still had a slight pain just now, he had been holding back, and he was going to return to the dormitory to take out the space and spray the medicine, but now it seems that nothing is wrong.

At this moment, he seemed to be stepping on such a soft golden scrambled egg, slightly bending his knees and able to bounce up, touching the sky!

This is simply amazing!

This tomato scrambled egg is almost like a potion!

Nelson was so touching that he couldn't speak. From the people around him, he looked like crazy. He picked up the plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and almost sucked. The last tomato sauce was not wasted, and all was poured. On the white rice, picking up the spoon is just stuffing it into his mouth, as if someone robbed him to eat it, for fear that it would be gone if it was slower.

"Oh, eat slowly, brother." Qiangzi felt pitiful looking at it.

He looked at Lu Qingheng at the next table and didn't pay attention to it, so he secretly lowered his voice, "Listen to the battalion commander, you can eat in the cafeteria these days, it's considered to take care of you. So don't worry, eat slowly, don't choke. Up."

Ren Hong also nodded. At first, he didn't look pleasing to the Western Army, but now he has eased a lot.

This group of big men looked pitiful.

"If you come to our army, you will definitely get the best results and have delicious food every day." Ren Hong couldn't help feeling. This is really because everyone is not the same as the soldiers. "Let’s have better luck and good welfare. I will invite you tomorrow. Forget it, you don’t have to pay any money."

Soldiers of this era have their heads pinned to their waistbands.

I usually look fine, but we have to fight against terrorism, fight space turbulence, and rescue natural disasters and man-made disasters. When the tide of beasts erupts, it must be on the front line, and the fist is not as hard as the monsters. The mech team provides an opportunity for combat.

They are so lucky to be able to eat such delicacies every day.

In the past, everyone used to drink nutrient supplements. It would be nice if the one-year allowance could go to a five-star restaurant.

Nelson put down the empty rice bowl, his chest was hot, "Company Commander Ren, you are such a good person, um... this scrambled egg is so delicious, I want to add more rice!"

"Go, go, it's by the wall, and you can add soup yourself."

Nelson cheered and rushed over like a cannonball.

And Warren next to him also took the empty bowl in his hand, "I'm going to add food, too."

There are a total of six people in the West District, sitting at the same table with Qiangzi and Ren Hong, and now they almost all finished the first bowl of rice. They stood up embarrassedly, and went to the corner to add food with a shy face.

Qiangzi glanced at his small half bowl of rice, and then at the empty table. It was dumbfounding. "Ren Lian, we were like this at the beginning, but after eating and vomiting a few times, it finally got better. I now restraint. Too much, eat five bowls of rice every day, and be full without vomiting and training."

Ren Hong coughed, "You just vomited in the whole company, don't pull me in."

Qiangzi chuckled, "You can eat new dishes the next day after vomiting. If you have indigestion, you didn't go to the clinic to prescribe Jianshi tablets. You think I don't know."

When they were talking, Liu Weiwei happened to wear a mask and came down to care about their situation. He didn't expect to hear such a breaking news.

She was full of black lines. At first, she was in a mess in the cafeteria. She was busy in the back kitchen without listening to public opinion. She didn't know that everyone was vomiting after eating, and she had to go to the clinic to prescribe digestive medicine.

"How does the food taste tonight?" Liu Weiwei slid over and decided to communicate with the people more in the future.

"Sister-in-law, it's delicious! Is the dried string beans made by sister-in-law? It can't be more perfect!"

"The taro chicken is also super cool! I can also eat an extra bowl of rice today~"

The corner of Liu Weiwei's mouth bends, and she couldn't hold back her smile, "You guys, eating 80% full is the healthiest, know? It's easy to accumulate food at night, which is bad for the stomach for a long time."

Qiangzi immediately patted his chest and promised, "No food will accumulate! We have to train at night, there will be temporary tasks, and we can eat more to last overnight!"

Ren Hong also nodded in agreement, as if he had a strong digestive ability, "I'm still hungry when I open my eyes in the morning."

Liu Weiwei: "..."

When the people in the West District came back, Liu Weiwei saw that the small bowls were piled high with white rice hills. She almost suspected that if there was more, the rice was about to roll out.

All six of them were contented and radiant, and they couldn't see the sluggishness and fatigue when they first entered the cafeteria.

"Chef, delicious!" Bill gave a thumbs up when he came back.

Nelson took a sip of white rice in his mouth, "A good time, even rice is delicious! I can eat a bowl when I have nothing to eat!"

"Conscience Canteen." Rogers, who has been very silent, also rarely spoke.

Liu Weiwei smiled and accepted the praise, but still expressed concern, "Don't force yourself when you are full."

"Don't force it, don't force it!"

"This is what I have eaten for the past 20 years!"

"Just eat for seven days, it's okay, the steel man's stomach, don't be afraid of anything!"

"I've eaten a whole cow before, and I haven't eaten it for 30 days!"

Liu Weiwei deeply felt that she couldn't talk anymore, she could only silently let the robots pay attention, and could not let these people mess around without hunger.

But before she took two steps, she heard an exclamation behind her.

"Oh God! This is called Gongbao Chicken? It's so smooth and tender. Why does the chicken have such a smooth and full texture? What are the grains in it?"

"peanut."

"God, the soft chicken with the crispy peanuts is like a fight in my mouth~ These peanuts are spicy and slightly sweet. Is it my illusion? The entrance is slightly weak. Spicy, even slightly numb, and after biting into the diced chicken and peanuts, a bite burst out of sweet stains, and another bite of rice, the taste in the mouth became profoundly delicious again!"

"Why is it so delicious? It's shocking!"

Liu Weiwei stayed in the footsteps. Kung Pao Chicken is a representative of Sichuan cuisine. It is not only suitable for the tastes of Chinese people, but also out of the country and has always been very popular with foreigners.

‘Red but not spicy, spicy but not fierce, crispy meat, spicy and crispy in the mouth", this is the characteristic of Kung Pao Chicken.

“I massaged the chicken. Before marinating and sizing, I patted the chicken **** and added egg whites to make the chicken relax, ensuring its tenderness and elasticity. When frying, I also paid attention to the heat to ensure its goodness. No water is lost," Liu Weiwei curled her lips, "we are not an ordinary canteen."

The spoon in Nelson's hand instantly clenched, and after Liu Weiwei turned and left, she glanced aside bitterly, seeing Qiangzi and Ren Hong all hairy.

"It's heaven at all, not... the cafeteria."

"Give me three meals a day, and I'm not afraid of any tasks anymore, and I take first place everyday."

Nelson never felt that he was so jealous of others.

His faint look in his eyes made Qiangzi a little unable to sit down.

"Hey, if you look at me like this, I can't eat it." Qiangzi said so, but immediately put a mouthful of green beans into his mouth, chewing it so loudly.

Nelson swallowed and looked at Clayton on the opposite side, "Brother, give me a bite of your vegetables, I will use Gong..."

He lowered his head and looked at his dinner plate. He cleaned up the Kung Pao chicken and even the peanuts. Only a few deep-fried dried chilies were left, and there was not a single grain of rice left.

He hasn't eaten the fried bacon with garlic sprouts, but he doesn't know how it tastes. If it is delicious, it will be heartache to death if it is used in exchange.

And Clayton glanced at the few things left on his plate, obviously disgusted.

"No, my food is delicious, I like it very much."

To answer bluntly, he poked a sharp knife in Nelson's chest.

He turned his head pitifully to look at Warren next to him. Warren and him belonged to the camp. The key point was that he didn't have the dishes of taro chicken and string beans today.

"Brother, give me a taste. I won't take you next year's strongest soldier. How about your title?" Nelson obviously chose to abandon glory between bacon and glory.

This made Warren roll his eyes contemptuously, "You abandoned your dignity, Nelson. But I can't accept your dignity, after all, it can't be used for food, do you think I'm a fool?"

"...Warren, you've changed! Last year you almost died trying to fight me for this little Golden Soldier trophy. Today you even disliked it and couldn't eat it!" Nelson gripped his chest and complained painfully.

Warren stuffed a big mouthful of taro chicken in his mouth and hummed a little song as if he hadn't heard it.

Nelson bit the spoon and felt broken.

"Strong son...brother, I want to try other dishes, can I still go to the dishes? It's okay for me to pay."

Nelson was screaming to kill the opponent before, but now he has a very good attitude.

"No, there are regulations in the cafeteria. Each person has a set meal. You can lick the rice and soup at will. The dishes can only be two meat and two vegetables, and the noodles are only two toppings. You can add noodles on demand."

"Our base is crowded. If everyone wants extra meals, it will be messy and the cafeteria can't be closed on time."

Qiangzi rebuffed clearly, rightly speaking, apparently he didn't know which canteen robot taught him at the time.

Ren Hong looked up at Nelson, "I'll give you a little bit."

"Good guy!" Nelson almost cried, wishing he could hug Ren Hong's thigh.

Ren Hong divided the dishes on his plate a little bit, "Anyway, I train hard and eat it every day."

"..."

Six people in the Western District were shot at the same time-seriously injured.

Nelson was heartbroken, but when he looked at the extra dried string beans on the plate, he was instantly healed.

This green string bean, the skin seems to have been ravaged by oil, and it is spotted with burnt yellow, and the original emerald green bean skin shrunk even more.

He immediately pinched one happily, put it under his nose and sniffed it, and it was suddenly fragrant, and the salty bees poured into his throat, letting all his melancholy disappear.

When he carefully scooped one with a spoon and put it in his mouth, Nelson's muscles tightened.

Different from the sweet and sour feeling of tomato scrambled eggs, this dried string beans looks shriveled and shriveled, but after being eaten, it looks like a sturdy man who can kill a weak **** with a single punch, full of fierceness explosive force!

This is just the right salty and delicious flavor, with a slight spicy, and a little bit of numbness. It is a very powerful combination of taste bud attack output, and it immediately makes people feel the profound skill of the person in charge.

The string beans still seem to be stained with oil, but they are very good for dinner.

Nelson didn't hesitate, got up and went for the third bowl of rice.

With only five or six string beans, he ate a bowl of white rice with relish.

The key is that the green beans are placed on the rice, so that the rice grains become crystal clear, with the oily aroma after the stir-frying, and there are some small peppers that have been fried, and I eat too much without knowing it.

His eating habits quickly infected other people.

Appetite is sometimes inexplicable and highly contagious.

Qiangzi and Ren Hong are obviously top students in the special forces. They have always been in the top 10% of the ranks in training. They are also in the rising period of training. They will rise by 1% in the ranking almost every month. They are eligible every day. The backbone soldiers stepping into the cafeteria.

It stands to reason that after eating for several months, they have a certain tolerance for the food in the canteen, and will not easily eat themselves to the extent of their stomachs exploding.

However, now they watched Nelson gobbling down, and they also felt as if they had returned to their first month in the cafeteria overnight.

At that time, everything I ate was considered a gift from the gods, everything I ate was liquidated in one minute, and everything I ate was like a bottomless pit, and I never felt full.

Nelson is a portrayal of their past.

This is not to be starving, but to open the door to the world of delicious food, step in, and immediately fall into the trap.

Under such influence, Qiangzi ate an extra bowl of rice today, and Ren Hong silently added a soup, and wiped out all the remnants on the lid of the yogurt bottle.

Not to mention other people in the West End, even Rogers, who talked less, had licked a plate, and there was not even a bit of soup left.

Rogers is a very restrained soldier.

Compared to Nelson's big bar, and Clayton's pursuit of food is different, Rogers is low-key and has strong self-control.

He has been listening to everyone's conversation, not only the strong sons, but also the discussion of the soldiers at the next table.

The most praised by the soldiers today is the taro chicken.

Rogers obtained valuable information easily.

He specially put the taro chicken at the end and enjoyed it slowly.

Taro chicken is also a very characteristic Sichuan dish, especially the chicken cut into pieces massaged by Liu Weiwei, and stewed with taro, with the spicy but very fragrant traditional Sichuan bean paste.

The chicken stew is simmered in a large pot in the cafeteria to the end. The meat is crispy and tender. The taro is soft and sweet. A pot of red oil and watercress wrapped around the soft chicken nuggets and taro, tastes silky Penetration, just like the flaming oil on the outside, is extremely delicious.

Liu Weiwei also put some crispy lettuce in it, and fearing that the soldiers would not be full, added some potatoes and fungus, and stewed them all together, all delicious and refreshing.

When the canteen robot gives food, it is still reliable.

Each serving is a deep small bowl, which is very heavy. The main ingredients of the delicious chicken are the same as the rich ingredients. The portion is full of authenticity, ensuring that everyone can eat it to the full.

Rogers' self-control fell apart at the first bite of taro.

Tie Han, there are also moments of tenderness.

This lingering bitterness instantly turned into a soft taro in his mouth, the taste deep enough to make Rogers' forehead sweat.

He was sluggish for a moment, then took a big mouthful of rice in his mouth.

The freshness of the chicken made his soldier’s brain instantly barren, unable to find a suitable adjective.

This should be the most delicious food he has ever eaten.

This taste is enough to make him remember for a lifetime.

In the Eastern District, where he didn't want to come, he had eaten such unforgettable food. It is estimated that this memory will be recalled every time he lives on nutrients.

Rogers' dark color is a bit complicated, silently ate the last bite of chicken, and was up and down by the refreshing lettuce.

Every time I think the most delicious food, it is quickly subverted by a new taste and taste.

This East Side Canteen is really... people can't help but indulge.

"Have you finished eating?" Qiangzi put down his chopsticks and looked at the empty table. "Let's go, leave the seat for other comrades who have dinner."

Ren Hong had already packed his tableware and made a good demonstration.

The emptied rice and soup bowls were stacked on a clean dinner plate, and used paper towels were stuffed into an empty yogurt jar and piled on the dinner plate, holding chopsticks and spoons in the other hand.

"The tableware is placed here on the water table, the chopsticks and spoons are separated, the bowls are placed in this disinfection bin, and the garbage is placed in the decomposition bin."

Qiangzi pointed, and he followed Ren Hong to clear the table.

The six people in the Western District all learned their movements awkwardly, and finally didn't make a big deal.

When he was about to leave the cafeteria, he ran into a cafeteria robot wearing a lace apron.

"Soldiers, how was dinner today? Which is the best dish?"

"Is the taste of tea tree mushroom still in line with your preferences? If the full score is 100, how would you rate it?"

Rogers, who was not good at words, was directly stopped by the robot.

He stared at the robot at the height of his chest, and at a glance, he could see that it was a combat machine. Under the apron were armor with extremely high defense power and a robotic arm with an ion cannon launching rail.

"Not bad."

"Everything is delicious."

"Tea tree mushroom... one hundred points."

Rogers, a natural soldier, still has a strong desire to survive.

Sure enough, the former combat robot chuckled at once, and patted him on the shoulder kindly and affectionately with the robotic arm that had fired a cannon.

"I like you, soldier."

"Tomorrow at counter No. 7, I can add you a vegetarian dish for free, see you tomorrow."

Rogers looked at his shoulders. The muscles in his back were tense just now, and he wondered if he would be pierced by the robot if he said that he was only sixty points.

"Yes, Rogers." Qiangzi looked at him enviously, "No. 7 is in a good mood today, and it is estimated that he has a good performance. Usually follow-up after meals, at most, give an apple."

Ren Hong was obviously jealous and gritted his teeth, "The mood on the 7th was too ups and downs. Last time I said 100 points, it judged me to lie and said I cheated on its feelings as a robot, which made me dare not dare for three weeks. Go to it to cook food."

Rogers: "..."