Interstellar Chef Raising a Baby

Almost all the ingredients Liu Weiwei prepared in the morning were consumed.

Those students and teachers who entered the cafeteria after ten o'clock soon discovered that compared with the breakfast choices in the forum, there were nearly half of them.

The popular potato cakes are sold out, there are only three or four hard-boiled eggs left, and there are not many carrot breakfast cakes.

Everyone lined up immediately, almost fighting for the last few places.

When there is nothing in the end, those who walk in will be miserable. It is not a little bit pitiful to watch how other people perform for breakfast.

To the back, Liu Weiwei couldn't stand it anymore.

"Wait a little longer, lunch will be sold soon."

"Come early tomorrow. The plan for the day lies in the morning. Breakfast must be finished before nine o'clock, so that you will be good."

The students could only wait for lunch resignedly and swear on the spot, "I will be there at six tomorrow. The cafeteria will open at six, right?"

Liu Weiwei smiled and nodded.

She has been working in the canteen of the military area and has long been accustomed to this kind of militarized work and rest.

And early in the morning, robots are basically responsible for the work.

The swearing student soon went to the circle of friends and published a dynamic as proof.

As a result, it caused a series of comments and reposts.

The first military academy, whether hard-working or lazy, quickly gained a recognition.

Regardless of whether there is class in the morning, you must get up early.

The early bird catches the worm.

When I slept until noon, the delicious breakfast in the cafeteria was gone, and there was only crying.

Liu Weiwei didn't know yet, she accidentally changed the bad life of a group of students.

When the cafeteria reopened at noon, she immediately went to work again.

Looking at the windows of each dish, the long lines in line, the crowded crowd in the hall, and the full seats, she was extremely satisfied.

In the early days, there was not enough manpower and preparation, and there were still fewer dishes at noon on the first day of today.

The four open windows all share the same food.

There are three meat dishes, namely roast chicken, fried shrimp in breadcrumbs, and fish fillet in tomato sauce; vegetarian dishes include gluten eggplant pot, stir-fried vegetables and simplified version of Mapo tofu; plus cabbage vermicelli soup.

Different dishes have different prices.

Today, big meat, 30 per serving, 15 for vegetarian dishes, free of charge for rice and soup, but for a bowl per person, you need to pay for extra.

The robots are all with high computing power, which is much smoother than the aunt Liu Weiwei in the school cafeteria back then.

Students only need to report the name of the dish at the window and basically swipe their card directly.

Each dish has been packed into a small plate, the plates are big palms, one plate can hold seven or eight pieces of chicken, girls and boys can eat enough.

The first group of guys who dismissed early in the morning, or who didn't have class, arrived at the first time.

They were dumbfounded.

It's cheap!

The potato shredded in the morning, twenty, this chicken or prawn, only thirty? !

Cheap and scary!

"Oh, let me go. I bought three potato pancakes in the morning. If I knew I would buy one less, wouldn't I be able to eat an extra plate of fish fillets in tomato sauce now?"

"Day! You're not bad, I ate more than 100 credits in the morning, and I was dying. At noon, I can eat all the meat dishes!"

"Madan, I just admire my own stupidity!"

"Hey! Blame me! The owner of the cafeteria reminded me that morning, I didn't listen to it! I was mad at myself!"

"I have confirmed the look in my eyes, it feels like a heartache~"

Everyone thumped their chests and feet in front of the window, simply regretting not.

But now it's too late to say anything.

People who ate too much in the morning are not too hungry now.

But if we don’t buy food now and wait for everyone to leave the class later, the team will have to queue to the teaching building.

At that time, it was still a question of whether it could be bought.

"Buy! I'll buy it first! I have a class in the afternoon. If you come late at night, can you still eat the hot lunch dishes?"

"It makes sense, brother. It's cheaper to buy, in case the price increases in a month!"

The happiest thing now is the group of people who missed breakfast.

Hungry, there is still a lot of pocket money surplus.

"Give me one of these three dishes."

"I want to eat meat, chicken, and fish, but not vegetables."

"This tofu is pretty, let's have one and add another gluten eggplant."

Everyone’s situation is different.

Soon, Liu Weiwei discovered the problem.

In the military canteen, all soldiers who can enter can enjoy free supplies.

Everyone has a prescribed amount of dishes. If you say good two meat and two vegetarian dishes, everyone will choose from the range of choices. No one will say that if you don't eat vegetarian dishes, you only need meat dishes.

But now the school cafeteria is paid for by the students themselves.

At this moment the difference came out.

Boys are carnivores, most of them don't like vegetarian dishes, and they spend their money on buying meat dishes; while thrifty girls are desperately buying vegetables, mainly for cheap.

This combination is not balanced in nutrition.

Liu Weiwei did not expect that they are all adults in their twenties, and these students are still so picky eaters.

Under her suggestion, they are still very confident in picking the ground.

"Boss, I don't need vegetables, I can change a pot of meat if I eat two less vegetarian dishes! Meat can be full~ It's okay, I went back to drink a bottle of vegetable nutrient, and immediately made up."

"I want to eat it in the evening too. If I buy a plate of chicken, I will lose the evening meal." Said carefully, "Protein and fat are missing? No, I ate egg pancakes in the morning!"

Liu Weiwei retreated steadily.

Yes, in this world where nutrients are rampant, there is no nutritional deficiency or imbalance at all.

However, as a cook with obsessive-compulsive disorder, it was really uncomfortable for her to watch these guys picky eaters.

But if you offer a meal with two meats and two vegetarians, if the other party really has a taboo, you can't force it to buy or sell it. After all, the students pay for it themselves.

big head!

Sitting in the window, Liu Weiwei was lost in thought as she watched the robot fluently cook dishes and the excited faces of the students.

The little Qin Yue next to him is not picky now. The little north buns at home ate everything, and both little guys were raised in vain and fat.

Nutrients are not on her table at all, at most they are usually thirsty as a drink.

When she was in distress, the students outside were already crazy.

The people who got the dish were all drooling at their dishes. There was no other reason, but the dish was so good-looking.

The roast chicken has been cut into pieces drastically.

The skin is bright and ruddy, as if smeared with honey, exuding an attractive color. The meat inside was steaming, tender and white, in sharp contrast with the ruddy skin.

Smell it, the fragrance is even more gratifying, and the saliva rushes.

Let alone the fried shrimp in breadcrumbs.

A prawn of unknown species is curled up and stacked on a plate. The whole body is deep-fried and golden, as if trapped in the surrounding golden gravel, the whole dish is shining.

And the shrimp meat is very full, you can see it before you eat it in your mouth, and the shrimp shells are bursting open one after another, which is by no means ordinary firm.

The third fish fillet in tomato sauce, with orange-red sauce and uniform thickness of the fish fillet, was bright in color, which stimulated their appetite.

The people who came out in the front all walked in the back line with their plates before they could sit down in the seats outside.

This unintentional show off caused the cafeteria team to boil again and again, and the scene almost lost control.

Song Hua got up late in the morning, but it was not too late.

He played games all night, slept until 8:50 as usual in the morning, took out the nutrient directly, and drank it, and immediately ran all the way to the classroom, just sitting down in the last row.

But he soon discovered the fatal tragedy, and he missed the first breakfast in the cafeteria.

Seeing all kinds of omelets everywhere in the classroom, he struggled through the morning.

It is a pity that the Mecha class is connected to three sessions in the morning, and there is no chance of slipping away in the middle.

He waited until the professor announced the end of the get out of class before he took advantage of the last row of seats and rushed out of the classroom directly to the canteen to grab the first batch of lunch places.

Against the envious eyes of everyone, Song Hua happily found a space while holding the plate.

Without the chopsticks, he just grabbed a roasted chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth.

The team next door had already lined up next to him, and he still wanted to keep a trace of gentleman in front of the seniors, but was instantly ruined by this roasted chicken leg.

When he bit down, he was shocked by the tender and plump roast chicken that burst out of the belt meat.

The scent is rich, crisp and delicious, and the skin is fragrant and the meat is also fragrant. The ultimate taste, directly swept his tongue, as if a tornado was swiftly blowing. When he recovered, he snapped his mouth and realized that the chicken was still a little bit weak. Sweet back sweet.

What face... it doesn't matter!

Song Hua snapped a chicken leg and removed the bone instantly.

Had it not been for the mere trace of reason, he could chew the bones to pieces and swallow it.

The bones are also super fragrant!

Song Hua put his fingers in his mouth, instigated a mouthful, and licked the salty incense before he picked up the chopsticks and started to pick up the rice with a splash.

Hey.

The white rice that I usually don’t want to eat, after eating the delicious chicken, I feel that it is especially sweet and delicious, full of jelly, and sweet~

He frantically moved towards the roast chicken, eating a large amount of food quickly, and emptied the plate within a few clicks.

Then he moved on to the next plate of fried shrimps, and waited until someone patted him on the shoulder.

Song Huacai reacted, "What are you doing?"

Who can't let people eat well yet?

"Fuck! You dare to be aggressive with me. You just called you, but you didn't respond!" It turned out to be the three Hou Honglin in the same bedroom. "We reserved a seat for you in the morning. You have to sit in the last row. You just called You, you didn't even hear it!"

This is the rhythm of breaking up.

Song Hua stared, "From now on, I will sit in the last row and buy food quickly, understand?"

After finishing speaking, it is estimated that he also felt that he was too aggressive towards his friends, so he immediately added another sentence.

"Hurry up and line up and tell you that you must buy the roast chicken. You can cry when it is sold out!"

As he said, he bit the golden fried shrimp into his mouth.

With this bite, the shrimp shell broke, and the shrimp flesh burst out elastically.

The hot shrimp flicked directly on the teeth, and the aroma burst out in the whole mouth.

"Wait, I want to buy shrimp too!"

Hou Honglin:...