Interstellar Chef Raising a Baby

At the back door of the military academy, the passers-by who passed by every day, as well as the students and teachers who came in and out, quickly noticed the newly renovated storefront at the corner.

Koyanagi Mala Tang.

There are just a few simple words on the facade.

"What is Mala Tang?"

"It sounds like it's eaten, I haven't eaten it."

"Uncle, when will you open the door?"

The uncles of the decoration team naturally couldn't answer their questions.

Everyone's curiosity can only be swallowed back into their stomachs.

Of course, don't ask them why they have three meals in the cafeteria now, and they are still thinking about the stupid question of eating outside.

Humans' exploration of food is like the study of the universe, and will never stop.

When Song Hua chatted with the uncle of the decoration team every day, from why he didn't use robots, he also talked about the academic problems of his son. Mala Tang finally opened under his eagerly expectation.

Song Huan took the wrong shift for three meals in the cafeteria. He deliberately chose a time when there was no class in the afternoon. At three o'clock, he asked his roommates to have a snack.

"Did you ask? What is Mala Tang? It's almost like an eggplant pot."

"Similar to Mapo Tofu? It's hot and spicy."

Hou Honglin and Zhang Yichi, everyone had nothing to say, holding two large glasses of Coke and ice cream in their hands.

This is a new drink from the canteen canteen recently, and it instantly captured them.

Song Hua didn't say a word, but his expression was very complicated.

The uncle of the decoration team has a family of six, and he knows everything clearly, except for the situation in this shop.

Uncle, really didn't know!

gas!

"What is it? I'll know if I go."

Song Hua hummed in the front.

It opened on the first day today. As early as a week ago, there was a big red advertising board at the entrance of the store.

"This shop also has a peculiar style of painting, and the publicity methods are so rude these days. Where did you find this cardboard?" Hou Honglin shook his head across the street.

Zhang Yichi sipped a sip of iced Coke, "In the first week of opening, the audience was 5% off; in the second week, the audience was 8.8% off. This style... why is it so familiar?"

It's the same as a dime in the cafeteria!

Song Hua walked ahead, he looked at this sign for several days.

He also despised the shopkeeper's aesthetics. The red cardboard with yellow characters was a mess.

"It's normal to be familiar. The restaurants outside are all learning from our cafeteria and are starting to engage in discount activities." Song Hua laughed sarcastically. "Unfortunately, I don't learn like the same. They are not as good as our cafeteria, and it's boring."

With that said, a few of them had already arrived at the door of Mala Tang's shop.

At the door, a few aunts in uniform clothes were greeted. They looked a little old, and they looked like they had been doing heavy work. Their hands were very rough and their joints protruded.

These days, people like this are basically at the bottom, and they can only get a job with government relief.

"This shop is a bit interesting." Hou Honglin squinted, observing keenly.

The headed aunt has already smiled at them.

"Little handsome boy, come in and have a spicy soup, there is a seat inside."

The entire universe’s restaurants have cut prices across the board, and the opening of new stores naturally does not have the reputation of the old ones. The business is obviously not very good.

The four Song Hua didn't dislike it, and quickly walked in.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a large row of glass cabinets at the door, densely packed with small baskets filled with all kinds of ingredients that they could not name.

There are nearly five or six of leafy greens alone, let alone others, which are basically things they have never seen... Let alone, there are sixty to seventy, nearly a hundred kinds!

"Brother, take the basket and the tongs, and throw in what you want to eat." The aunt wearing a uniform apron smiled, "Meat dishes cost 20 per catty, and vegetarian dishes cost 10 dollars per catty. Today we have a unified discount."

The foursome quickly became a little dumbfounded.

It's because they thought that after eating for so long in the cafeteria, most of the world's food has been seen, and now they have been subverted.

"Shall we throw it in by ourselves?" Zhang Yichi held the clip, confused.

"Yes, those dishes in the water, please shake them so that they are lighter." The aunt is very honest, "our dishes are all cleaned, don't worry."

Four of you look at me, I look at you, obviously a little frustrated.

"Then you take this row away, I'll try that row."

Fortunately, there are so many people. One person chooses a quarter and tastes everything in the store.

This weird way makes them feel very interesting.

In a short while, it became a big science popularization site for recognizing dishes.

"It turns out that this is Chinese cabbage, what I usually eat in the cafeteria has shrunk, I almost didn't recognize it."

"In other words, this oily gluten actually looks like this. Oh, I didn't know each other."

"Oh, tribute balls, shrimp balls, meat balls, fish balls, cuttlefish balls... Sister, so many balls..."

"Chicken gizzards? Duck blood? This can also be eaten? Okay, I took them all."

Two baskets of meat and vegetables, separate open and weigh separately.

The four of them quickly got their hands full, and if the basket weren't small, they could all choose a little bit more.

And when they paid the bill and walked to the window across the kitchen, they saw a head exposed inside, and the guy preparing for the cash register turned out to be the beautiful restaurant chef who has been fascinated by people recently!

"Liu...mother!"

The four Mecha students immediately greeted them obediently, with a pitiful face and longings all over their faces.

"You went out!"

"I haven't seen you in the cafeteria."

"long time no see."

Liu Weiwei smiled, weighed them and swiped the card, took their baskets, and clipped the number plates one by one.

"There is pork bone stock at the bottom of the soup, slightly spicy and slightly numb, heavy spicy. Which one do you want?"

"Uh, slightly spicy."

"Okay, you are number three. Find a place to sit down first, and then you will be picked up by the number."

Guo Tao walked to the empty seat and put the Coke cups on his face. It took a long time to come back to his senses, "Emma, ​​Mala Tang looks delicious..." Master-level.

As he said, he sucked uncontrollably.

Song Hua sat down for the second time and stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, "I know that the advertising of this store is very unusual, it's not a waste of my hard work every day."

"Tsk, this one doesn't even have fifty. Third, you are a great hero this time." Hou Honglin patted his chest and scanned the store.

When the large army discovers the secret of this Mala Tang, I am afraid there will be a line here.

Squeezing in for a meal is probably not so easy.

Song Hua waved his hand, "It's easy to talk, and you will give me more meat later."

"..."

Mala Tang was ready soon, and the four of them rushed over as soon as the number was called.

Liu Weiwei smiled and instructed them. There were garlic, coriander, and chili oil and vinegar beside them, adding them according to taste.

It was the first time for the four of them, each of them added a little bit as they were facing the enemy.

When I moved back my bowl of Mala Tang, my saliva was almost overwhelming.

"It smells good!"

The red pepper oil and small coriander leaves float on the bottom of the soup, red and green, very beautiful, and the stir-fried chili sauce is not a little bit fragrant.

Coupled with a small amount of old vinegar, the slightly sour taste made them a little uncontrollable.

"These are my two baskets of things?" Zhang Yichi sniffed and his eyes lit up. "It's all in a bowl, rude, what's this called."

"The delicacies of the whole universe are in your bowl."

Song Hua took a bite of the cooked beef slices as soon as he lifted the skin.

The sourness and hotness...it instantly tingled the tip of his tongue, and the whole person woke up.

"Yeah," Guo Tao said with a mouthful of oil. "This fish tofu is elastic, so delicious and delicious... This winter melon flakes are about to melt away, so soft and crispy! There is still in this prawn ball. It feels like roe, wow! When you bite it, the pieces burst in your mouth. It's delicious..."

Zhang Yichi swallowed what was in his mouth, "The cabbage is also tender and sweet. This wide bean skin is good, and it has wide vermicelli...perfect!"

Hou Honglin was sweating profusely. He couldn't eat spicy food, but he felt it was so spicy. He endured a bite and couldn't stop eating.

But after wiping his sweat, he put the fish fillet in his mouth. It was hot and cooked, snow-white with spicy oil, it rolled on the tip of his tongue, as if it had melted, and instantly slipped into his throat...

"Hey, have we forgotten something?" Zhang Yichi suddenly looked up.

Hou Honglin, who had just wiped out all the fish fillets in the bowl, immediately lowered his head, "No, eat yours."

Song Hua's eyes flashed, but he didn't say anything soon, and put a piece of soft but tasty small crispy meat into his mouth.

Exchange the ingredients in their respective baskets and eat each other... well, nothing!

He can eat a whole plate of this crispy meat on his own!

Because of the sparse passenger flow, Liu Weiwei, who was idle temporarily in the kitchen, glanced at the brain screen.

The camera is pressed at home, and the robot is also installed. She can watch the daily live images of the girl at any time.

The good baby who didn't chew his fingers vomited a small bubble again.

His face was tender and tender, just looking cute, he was next to Xiao Hei, playing with his feet.

The old mother who went out to work was instantly relieved.

But soon eight more baskets came to her.

"Mother, please pay the bill."

"Please have another spicy spicy soup~"

Liu Weiwei:...

This belly won't break! ?

The four boys are almost like fighters. They spent two hours in the Mala Tang shop until their stomachs became round. They dragged their legs heavily, supported the walls of the shop, and slowly turned towards them. Move outside.

"Mother, goodbye...oh, I want to vomit, huh..."

"Fuck! Don't make such a sound! I'm too full, I can't stand it~"

"Shut up, I'm going to stand for a while, I will breathe in the air..."

Liu Weiwei watched them leave with a smile in her eyes.

[Ultimate gourmet mission, 100% progress, complete! 】

【Everyone has a heaven in their hearts, thank you for re-founding the brilliance of food for everyone. 】

[Defeat the Food Association, anti-monopoly on recipes, and let everyone eat real food. After this brilliance, you have not lost your heart, and you still stick to the kitchen. 】

[Congratulations, you are already a great cook! 】

[Reward: Restoring freedom. 】

Liu Weiwei glanced at the scene of the little girl turning over awkwardly but failed, and the corners of her mouth fluttered.

"It's time to send an invitation to Sybandes and ask him to have a spicy meal."

"Let’s have a little wine with Comrade Qin Mo in the evening and celebrate~"

The author has something to say: caught off guard! I didn’t expect it to end so soon... I thought I could write for a few days, but after writing this, I suddenly felt that it should end, 嘤嘤嘤, because the hostess has lived the life he wants, and can’t force her to go. Save the world...hahaha~

Ending with Shrimp’s favorite Mala Tang, the heroine got simple and extraordinary happiness.

The rest of the mess of the food association should of course be taken care of by the evildoers. The hostess is so lazy and likes to shave her hair so much, and her ambition in this life is only in the kitchen.

So, this is the end.

Next, outside! ! See you tomorrow~ don't leave~