Star Wars: The Silver Pledge

In fact, it is very difficult for Sean to understand why a dictator who dominates power and has a lot of wine and meat has a special liking for acrobatic desserts... However, there is no need for a deep understanding of a perverted taste bud.

After serving him this meal, it's time to send him to prison.

Sean rolled up the cuffs of his white chef's uniform, walked to the dessert counter, and casually glanced at the ingredients that had been prepared.

There are still traces of Mithrol people working here before, and all kinds of ingredients are barely complete. It is not a big problem to reproduce his acrobatic cake, but how to satisfy the president is another matter.

Things like acrobatics will feel fresh the first time you see them, but you will get tired of them the second time and the third time. Judging from the chaos and disorder of the dessert table, during the period when the Mithroel people were working in the back kitchen, they should He performed all kinds of acrobatics so well that his inspiration gradually dried up, and he had to hang out in pubs and casinos in the lower city all day long, anesthetizing himself with alcohol.

But in Sean's opinion, this kind of acrobatics exhibition itself is ridiculous. Since there are so many ideas, why not settle down seriously and use solid basic skills to improve the acrobatics into a mature work that can be served on the table of a high-end restaurant?

While thinking about it, Sean squeezed out a spherical cake wrapped in clear syrup with his hands. The inside of the cake was divided into seven layers, and then he used twilight Lytor chocolate and Kashik natural syrup to make a stand. The ground holds the ball and does not fall.

"finished."

"It's done!?" Marino felt his brains were going to explode when he heard Sean's words. He had just issued a solemn warning to this young human being: Once the work in the kitchen dissatisfies the president, he will be considered as a follower. His head chef for ten years is in danger of losing his life.

In the end, this newcomer dared to be so blatantly perfunctory? !

The former Mithroller was a professional pastry chef at any rate, and it took nearly two hours to bake a formed cake each time, but now it takes less than twenty minutes, and what you baked is Bega Mole chowder balls? !

Sean explained: "I improved the process. The previous method was to use baking to set the shape, which was a waste of Kashyyyk's original ingredients. The high temperature will destroy the most essence of flavor-although it is essentially from [ Opera trade] The imported ingredients themselves are not so original..."

"Enough!" Marino interrupted quickly, "Are you sure you want to give this to the President?"

"No, this is for you to try." Sean said while already making the second cake.

This time Marino saw clearly that although Sean's main process is kneading by hand, on the one hand, his fingers are as dexterous as the first-class craft machinery, and even the most fragile fish roe and tofu can be crushed. He kneads completely into the cake.

On the other hand, before each raw material is kneaded, it will be skillfully processed, or marinated, or slow-cooked at low temperature, or some cooking techniques that even he has never heard of.

Sean only has two hands, but to Marino, he seems to be more dexterous than a Latron with four arms!

For a moment, Marino was fascinated.

"If you don't eat it, the taste will go bad." Sean reminded Marino while processing the second cake. Seeing that the latter was still ignorant, Sean simply stopped working, put on gloves, and squeezed Marino chin, and stuffed the cake directly into his mouth.

As a Jedi apprentice who practices frugality and promotes virtue, Sean hates wasting food the most.

Marino struggled subconsciously after being brutalized, but the moment his taste buds touched the cake, his short body froze, and an inexplicable feeling came to his heart.

Some people say that chefs are one of the least likely to be moved by food, because the taste buds are already numb due to too much daily contact with food.

However, this is actually the biggest misunderstanding. People who cannot be moved by food cannot become top chefs, let alone those with numb taste buds. In fact, the more often you come into contact with delicious food, the more you can appreciate the preciousness of extraordinary things.

At this moment, Marino is immersed in the extraordinary deliciousness. The seven layers of independent and blended sweetness and greasy taste make people feel like they are in the real Kashyyyk planet, enjoying the infinite beautiful scenery covered by forests... There are already For a long time, there has never been such a touching food.

If the previous Mithroelian was only clever and creative, but the young human being in front of him reminded the Latronian of the chef of a high-end restaurant he had trained in when he was young.

Solid basic skills and sincerity in treating food can make the simplest ingredients burst out with incomparable delicacy. The chef occasionally cooks staff meals for the staff by himself, which will let the staff appreciate the true meaning of ingenuity without work.

This guy……

Marino couldn't help thinking: He seems to have found a treasure. If this young human being can work for him in the kitchen with peace of mind, the President will definitely improve his evaluation of kitchen work.

But beware of this guy taking advantage of the situation to take advantage of the situation. He holds his own handle in his hands and has the unique skill of making desserts with his bare hands. In fact, he is a very unstable factor.

So, after pleasing the President, find a way to get rid of him.

Just when Marino was already thinking about how to eliminate hidden dangers, Sean had already finished making the second cake and handed it over to the waiter robot, who drove away on a dexterous single wheel.

Not long after, in the restaurant, the president's surprise laughter even directly spread to the kitchen.

Sean smiled, knowing that he had successfully passed the third level.

However, Sean's smile soon subsided.

Although the third hurdle was successfully passed, the plan has changed.

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That night, in the staff dormitory for four people in the basement of the manor, Sean was lying on his back on a boxy bed. He could hear the thunderous sound of his roommate De Wallon, and the room was filled with strong alcohol. Mixed with sweat and mold, it smells like a powerful antiseptic...

But none of this disturbed the Jedi apprentice in meditation.

When meditating, Sean will exclude the five senses and only feel the flow of the original force. All external disturbances are negligible, and under the protection of the original force, Sean's thinking becomes clearer. The whole day's experience is as clear as a projection. present in the mind.

Overall, the plan went pretty well - except for two issues.

The previous Mithrol man was too poor to drink, and the information he confided was limited before he was completely broken, so some unexpected situations appeared.

First, every dish in the kitchen will be scanned and inspected by a medical robot before being delivered to the restaurant. The medical robot is the FX6 model of the medical technology industry, which is already known for its comprehensive functions.

And this one in the manor has undergone a very meticulous transformation, the functional modules and standard configuration are quite different, not to mention all kinds of toxins, even the allergens of food allergies will not be let go, and this is exactly the whole plan of Xiao En The heart of it—he didn't intend to poison the president, but he needed a little food allergy to start a riot.

If it's just that, it's okay, Sean can find an opportunity to approach the past, invade the system, and block its detection module. However, this FX6 has its own high-sensitivity alarm device. Once a risk is detected, it will immediately call the police. The guards patrolling the manor around the clock can rush to the scene within ten seconds.

Second, there is extremely strict monitoring inside the kitchen. Every chef's working picture will be faithfully recorded, and the president himself can review it at any time. Those employees who have obvious mistakes in their work will be thrown directly to the dogs, fish and mushrooms.

On the day of the banquet, the monitoring will only be stronger. In this case, not to mention relying on the past to invade FX6, it will be a test of skill to play tricks with the ingredients in hand.

If these two problems are not resolved, there will be no way to talk about the follow-up.

But how easy is it to solve it? The president can hide under the table and maintain his dictatorship for 20 years without falling down. There are not many loopholes in the security link, let alone the most important link such as daily diet?

During his meditation, the Jedi apprentice began to sort out many details in his memory. Soon, he extracted a few key points, roughly built an action framework, and then gradually improved it.

In the middle of the night, the plan had begun to take shape. Seeing that it was getting late, Sean quickly jumped out of bed and walked outside.

He needs to discuss it with his master.

It is a pity that the communication ring cannot be used here. The cautious and suspicious president has turned his manor into a cage that almost completely isolates internal and external communications.

Fortunately, even if it is a real prison, there is always room to let the air out. The network room in the underground dormitory area is one of the few external communication channels in the entire manor.

In the cramped room, there are more than 20 personal integrated communication terminals crookedly placed, through which employees can connect to Bergamoor’s planetary network—but of course there are many restrictions, and all network channels are passed through the government. As for the more exciting and comprehensive holographic network of the Galactic Republic, it is naturally completely blocked. Most of the Bergamoors may not even know the candidate for the speaker of the Senate.

Of course, the employees are not very interested in this kind of brainwashing room. They really want to browse outside information, either secretly watch some video articles copied from outside the manor in a place that cannot be monitored, or simply take advantage of one or two days of "holidays" every week. "Sneak out of the manor to hang out in the lower city - there will occasionally be businessmen from the outside world, bringing fresh and hot stories.

So when Sean arrived, the internet room was empty.

This made the Gungans who were ordered to follow them look very embarrassed. They stood at the door for a long time before gritted their teeth and drilled in.

Sean didn't care about the stalker at all. He clicked on a news channel that praised the praises, and what caught his eyes was the glorious bronze statue of President Jamie Brasson... In front of the bronze statue, the president's personal biography was recited endlessly.

Sean listened attentively, and after a while, he closed his eyes and nodded secretly, as if he had devoted himself wholeheartedly to the president's passionate struggle story, cultivated his sentiments from it, and strengthened his moral quality... This scene can only be seen by Gungan people Both floppy ears are going to stand up in horror—what a psychopath this human being is, coming to praise the president in the middle of the night! ?

But in fact, Sean was chatting with Master.

This eulogizing news channel was temporarily added on the planet's intranet by Mostima with the help of several large Bergamoor companies. The journalists are temporary workers, and the manuscripts are written according to the script. In Bergamoor, which is under strict news control, only a few companies persuaded by the Jedi masters are capable of doing such a thing.

The trick is: there are five temporarily added news channels, and the programs are directed to the manor through the repeater inside the planet. As long as Sean chooses one of the channels to watch for more than ten minutes through the manor's internal network, Mostima can immediately receive a clear message.

The five channels represent five different messages: the mission has failed completely, and the person is in critical condition and urgently needs rescue;

The development of the task has been severely frustrated, and the manor needs to be evacuated as soon as possible;

The development of the task is not smooth, and more follow-up support is needed;

The development of the task is basically smooth, and detailed help is needed;

The development of the task is completely as expected, Master, please rest assured.

The news channel currently selected by Sean expresses the penultimate message: the mission is progressing smoothly, but the details need to be adjusted.

About ten minutes later, the reporter in the news program suddenly got stuck while reading the manuscript, and after a pause, he continued to follow the script.

This strange freeze made Sean cheer up immediately, opened his eyes, and stared at the picture on the screen more intently.

Master has received the news and started to pay attention to the situation on this side.

Next, Xiao En had to find a way to feed back the difficulties he encountered to Master through limited channels.

And this is not difficult for the Jedi masters and apprentices who have made detailed plans in advance.

Sean counted the time silently in his heart, and then began to switch news channels seemingly without any rules. After a while, he even turned on a communication terminal next to him, browsed two news channels at the same time, and enjoyed double brainwashing!

This kind of weird behavior is really amazing in the middle of the night. The Gungan who is in charge of tracking only feels two wars, and his whole body is numb. He only regrets why he took such a thankless job.

However, the Gungans didn't know it. Right under his nose, Sean had fed back important information.

Through constant channel switching, Sean actually sent a set of special and simple codes. After conversion, it roughly corresponds to the corresponding situation on the plan list.

"Master, I have encountered some new situations here, specifically... and my plan is... looking forward to your guidance."

After the code was sent, Sean silently waited for the feedback. His focused eyes fell on the screen, and he seemed to meet the eyes of President Jamie Brasson... Finally, the Gungans couldn't bear this beautiful scene and walked away in embarrassment. , There is only one piece of information fed back to the above: This is a complete psychopath... No, it is a complete patriot!

The patriot, Sean, got the information he wanted at this time.

The temporary reporter on the screen was still reading from the script, but the biography of the president read aloud was slightly different from the standard version sold on the market, and some paragraphs and words were clearly missing.

Extracting these paragraphs and words, and slightly adjusting them, is the feedback message sent by Mostima to Sean.

"It's not a big problem, and your entry point has been chosen very well. The specific operation suggestions are as follows..."

Xiao En read and memorized, and after a while, he was once again convinced by Master's meticulousness and thoughtfulness. Although he himself had a good idea when he asked the question, compared with the advice provided by Master, it still seemed crude and even clumsy.

The journey of apprenticeship is still endless.

However, after receiving Master's guidance, Xiao En only felt that there was a smooth road in front of him.

Next, just wait patiently for the day of the banquet.