Interstellar Chef Raising a Baby

[Complete the mission "Capturing the stomach of an SR-rated eater"! 】

[Reward: Beauty 5, Knife Skill 5, Thirteen Fragrant Crayfish Recipe-Officially Open Su Cuisine! 】

Liu Weiwei's eyebrows suddenly beamed, and the more he looked at the instructor Lu on the table, the more pleasing to his eyes.

But soon another news slammed at her.

[Trigger a new task: the battle of cuisines. 】

【Thirteen-scented crayfish, from Xuyi, Jiangsu Province, is classified as Su cuisine according to the origin system. However, because of its spicy taste, there are also disputes about classifying it as Sichuan cuisine or Hunan cuisine, and there are disputes about classifying it as Shandong cuisine or even Jianghu cuisine because of the thirteen spices. 】

【Although the brilliance of a hundred schools of thought is gone, it does not hinder the use of taste buds to awaken diners' awareness of delicious dishes. 】

[Task requirements: cook a 13-flavored crayfish, up to a five-star level, and let 100 diners learn about the birthplace of crayfish-Jiangsu! Time: three days. 】

[Task Reward: Introductory Knife Skills Book, and any three recipes of Su cuisine. 】

The boiled fish fillet on Liu Weiwei's hand snapped into the bowl.

She thought that the knives only had to practice hard, and there was even a skill book?

She returned home in an instant, wishing to go back to learn crayfish cooking immediately, the new rewards were really tempting.

When the meal is finished, the robots in the military cabin diligently clean up the tables. A single robotic arm can stack ten plates and ten bowls, and the cleaning can be done in minutes by throwing them into the cleaner. The efficiency is extremely fast.

Liu Weiwei saw that she couldn't help, so she went into the kitchen and gave the cooked dumplings to Instructor Lu, and received 8,000 credits. This is still based on the friendly price of five points of beauty.

She also gave a professional advice from a cook.

"Instructor, I suggest you buy some more grass cakes. Xiaolongbao can only be used as a complementary food, not for kangaroos as three meals a day."

Lu Qingheng almost didn't cry, but finally nodded tragically, "We can't afford to eat three meals a day. We will go bankrupt!"

Turning around, he remembered again, "By the way, you have to go back to the military area with us. You should be able to receive the Intellectual Intelligence notice in these two days. You go back to organize your things today, and we will set off the day after tomorrow. To avoid the turbulence of time and space, it takes about four days to go back. You can purchase some daily-needed items in advance, and you cannot send or receive express delivery on the way."

"Is the First Military Academy in the military region?" Liu Weiwei blinked.

Lu Qingheng touched his nose, "Of course not. It's just that the cooks are special. Basically, upon admission, they will be allocated internships and enter the barracks."

Liu Weiwei really didn't know, "Then can I do a little business in the military area?"

"Business? Ah, Xiaolongbao! Yes, as long as the price is fair, the marshal will not control it. After all, you are just a logistic clerk."

Liu Weiwei smiled immediately.

No matter where she goes, she doesn't care, as long as it doesn't prevent her from making money and paying off her debts.

The purchases these days are really necessary, and she will go to the Xingwang stall to sell crayfish.

Thinking about it this way, she felt that time was tense.

She greeted the instructors quickly and was about to leave.

It is also strange that since I got on the cabin, the little white rabbit who had always liked to follow her to hit it, just hid in the kitchen and couldn't get out.

Every time she finishes the dish, she will use clean water to remove some oily water and spicy seasonings, put a little on its small plate, and let it be eaten obediently by a rabbit in the kitchen.

Now she was leaving, Xiaobai instantly jumped into the pocket of her school uniform and stuffed her furry head into it.

[Di, you received the admission notice from the Logistics and Cooking Department of the First Military Academy. 】

As soon as Liu Weiwei's hand touched the soft rabbit's fur, a bunch of news came.

She threw the rabbit into the space station and got up.

[Congratulations on being accepted by the Logistics Cooking Department of the First Military Academy of the Star Alliance, and becoming the 198939 honorable cook so far. 】

【All four-year courses in the Department of Cooking have been opened. A total of 200 credits must be taken, including 100 credits for the course and 100 credits for the practice link. 】

[The assigned location of the internship is: Eastern Army First Corps. Reporting object: Major Qin Mo. 】

[Please go to the internship within ten days. 】

Liu Weiwei stared, "I really don't have to go to school to report?"

Before leaving, Lu Qingheng laughed on the spot, "Come to inform? Well, the cooking department is like that. Internships are generally easy. As long as you work for one hour a day, you are free during the day, so there is no problem in class and study. The registration is also online. That's it."

Liu Weiwei immediately caught his speech disorder: "One hour? It's a bit tight to make three meals."

Lu Qingheng's mouth twitched, "What? Cooking? Who told you?"

Liu Weiwei: "..."

"Although I haven't had much contact with cooking soldiers, I have never eaten pork and have seen pigs run. Of course, it's not cooking. Now everyone drinks nutrients, and at best they just taste the nutrients that the sergeants like. Just write it down."

Liu Weiwei was frustrated by Lei, "Huh?"

"But you have such a good craftsmanship. If you are cooking, the major will definitely not object." Lu Qingheng drooled as he thought about it. "By the way, has your distribution news come down? It's our Eastern District, isn't it Major Qin?"

Liu Weiwei felt that she had suffered a bit from this shock.

What is it for if you don’t cook?

She nodded, dumbfounded, "The subject of the report is the major."

Lu Qingheng immediately rejoiced, "I knew that the marshal had already acted personally. This is an efficient leverage. Don't worry, classmate Liu, I can't guarantee anything else, but no one in the East District dares to bully you!"

Liu Weiwei showed an awkward but not rude smile, ha ha.

This is a bit different from what she originally imagined.

Back in the dormitory, she glanced at ten lines, hurriedly scanned the intellectual brain news, and entered the cooking department course.

Just a glance, she was stunned.

"Principle of Voice", "Theory of the Relationship between Post-War Damage and Mental Power Comforting", "Musical Instrument Teaching for Comforting and Relieving", "Softening Spiritual Power Practice Theory", "Playlist of Pressure Relieving", "How to Integrate with Sergeant's Spiritual Power Study of "...

What the **** is this?

[Job requirements: Three or more stress relief counseling sessions for sergeants with the same frequency of mental power every week, one hour each time. 】

puff……

Liu Weiwei really squirted out directly.

"This is the cooking department?" Liu Weiwei read the school admission notice again suspiciously.

The logistics department guidance wizard bound to the brain immediately responded.

[Food makes people happy. 】

[Emerging professional cooks will be the source of future happiness for soldiers. 】

Liu Weiwei stared.

[After the internship, the cook will receive the salary and benefits of the highest civil servant level in Star Alliance. 】

[The details can be inquired in the benefit details. 】

[In order to ensure the quality of admission for cooks, all information about the career development (specific job content, promotion evaluation, benefits, etc.) are confidential and will not be made public to students before admission. After registration, students can check in the college's personal background. Thank you for your Cooperate! 】

Liu Weiwei sat on the stool with a weird expression in a daze.

Cook is still a confidential profession?

A cook who doesn’t cook looks like a psychological counselor?

If there is a lot of money, she doesn't have any problems.

Although the names of those courses are very strange, it seems that they only need to work three hours a week, and it is the rhythm of living in a military area. This is in line with the three elements of a perfect job: more money, less work, and proximity to home.

She can spend more time on the food business, nothing wrong!

She was in a daze, until the little white rabbit scratched her with her furry paws and hummingly exposed her belly to ask for a kick today, she only recovered.

...

And the star network at the moment.

Marshal Lear and a group of old comrades who had not seen each other for many years chatted about the past, and finally remembered that they wanted to solemnly collect the gift that the student respected-snail powder.

There are a few old guys who left before school to pick up their grandson.

But the one-eyed and one-armed old people stayed behind. After hearing that they could taste the food again, they went straight to the star network without saying a word, trying to get a share of the pie.

The Marshal also bought a small suburban house on Star. The price is not expensive. It is suitable for sitting in the small garden of the house to bask in the sun when nothing is going on.

The first thing he did when he landed was to let the robot repair the small garden.

Especially for a few pots of pine and bamboo, the robot was sprayed with water, and the rose flowers next to it were also trimmed and budding.

"Tasting food, you really need a good environment." The one-eyed old man laughed and took a mouthful of saliva by the way. "Old Li, you still pay attention to it!"

The one-armed old man also narrowed his eyes, "That snail powder, is it possible that the big snails and flat beasts are used as ingredients? I have never heard of anyone eating this stuff!"

Marshal Lear had already taken off his military uniform at this moment, wearing the military green vest inside, and personally moved the dining table in the living room to the garden.

"Okay, all sit down. The amount is not a lot. If there is only one serving, we will divide it."

As he said, he took the shower seriously and washed his hands.

In fact, the virtual star network does not need to do this.

But the Marshal felt that this was particularly ceremonial, and it was a respect for precious dishes.

The robot placed three tableware on the table, and quickly withdrew.

Marshal Lear's serious mouth finally raised a smile, and opened his Starnet personal space station.

The one-eyed old man leaned forward, and the one-armed old man had reached out and picked up the fork on the table, and looked over expectantly.

However... the moment the lid was opened, his fork flicked and fell to the ground!

"What, what taste?"

"Old Li, are you crazy?! We are eating, even if you let the robot fertilize, you can't use this smelly raw fertilizer!"

The one-eyed old man gave a strange cry, and immediately covered his nose and mouth, his face flushed, all exasperating.

The one-armed old man was also displeased by the pit, and quickly covered his nose with the hand that lost his fork, "Ruined, this rare delicacy has been ruined by your old thing!"

Marshal Lear twitched the corners of his mouth.

He glanced at the bowl of snail noodles that had been placed on the table and opened the lid with one hand.

There was a layer of bright red soup in the bowl, green vegetables, white jade powder reflected in it, and a few golden flakes as embellishments, steaming and steaming, it made people appetite. Big increase!

But... Marshal Lear's face flushed red!

It's all suffocating!

In an instant, he thought of the report he had received before.

‘After Starnet was attacked by the smell of failed cooking, Major Mu Ming was unconscious and was rushed to the hospital for rescue. ’

Not long ago, his students told him to open the protective cover!

"Rely...cough!"

Marshal Lear couldn't help it, and he felt even more stinky when he got angry.

But he quickly flipped the protective cover he had received before from the space station, and quickly turned on the equipment.

"Old Zheng, what kind of **** manure! Am I so stupid to stinks to death?"

"This taste is from this snail noodle!"

After Marshal Lear finished taking pictures of the table, he quickly put on protective shields for the two old undead comrades.

"Impossible! How could it be the taste of the food she made? Lao Li, you are talking nonsense!"

"Don't think you are the marshal now, I dare not beat you!"

As soon as the two old people breathed the fresh air, they were immediately unconvinced.

Marshal Lear rolled his eyes on the spot, forkped a roll of fine powder in the bowl, and quickly stuffed it into the one-eyed old Zheng's mouth, "What, it smells not? How can I talk nonsense!"

Marshal Lear squinted.

But the next moment, the one-eyed old man shook his body, almost swallowing the fine powder in one mouthful, and the turbid one-eyed lightened.

"This smell, the scent of special horses! The scent of real special horses!"

Marshal Lear:...

Your sense of taste is broken, brother!

The author has something to say: passersby: trash, a cook who has no military status and no future!

Maid Wei has five bank cards in her right hand and five keys to a luxury house in her left hand, lying on the beach: Ha ha, the treatment of waste... has been consigned (secretly rich face.JPG~).

PS: The hostess will continue to unswervingly promote food, and walk out of a different road of cooks~