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This chef is very bad
Beside the cooking table in the kitchen, a tall female chef with a single ponytail and a mature woman’s charm all over her body, standing by the table, looking down at the four or five tables on the table.
The table on the cooking table lists the physical data of each ‘noble being’ in the house in detail. These data are reviewed once a week, except on Mondays.Except for the exact values, all other values ​​are guesses.
In addition to private doctors, these forms are only qualified to take a look at the chefs, and after reading, they need to take certain confidentiality measures, which are very important documents.
Looking at the table that had memorized complex calculations in front of her, Meng Yunbing, the chef, said with a slightly smiling expression. “According to the data, it seems that the little princess’s exercise volume has decreased again? This is the lowest value in the last half month, right?”
The four chefs present smiled knowingly. Of course, they understood that the little princess in Meng Yunbing’s mouth was worth Heizumi Sagiri. For the little guy who didn’t like sports, there was really no other way than to laugh or cry.
“Staying up all night, facing the radiation of the display screen for a long time, sitting still for a long time, the number of steps on foot yesterday was only 368 steps. Really, it is really hard work to make the little princess who likes quiet and does not like to move without a belly. .”
Cheng Xinya carefully flipped through the information, and finally gave a wry smile.
It is not difficult for cooks like them to control a family who stays at home and does not gain weight.
But in Cheng Xinya’s opinion, the little princess seems to be getting more and more ‘arrogant’ after knowing their role. This is not a good phenomenon, but due to the gap in status, they are helpless now.
“In contrast, Miss Xingming’s physique is quite normal, but the temperature in Dongdu is as high as 39 degrees recently. You should add some herbs to prevent heatstroke in your lunch at noon. Considering that lady’s work, Chef Meng, I suggest Cook in cold bento mode.”
Shinto Cheng, who was holding a form, shook the paper, rubbed his whitish beard, and looked at Meng Yunbing. In his estimation, Xing Minggebei with a very tight schedule may not even have time to eat, so a quick lunch is a good choice.
“Yes.” Meng Yunbing nodded.
Dong Shuliang folded his arms, stared at a table on the table, and squinted.
“Because she is a professional singer, she has to control her body as much as possible, but the taste of bento will be different from that of fresh food. How about using molecular cooking to season it today?”
Meng Yunbing frowned and thought for a while, her eyes swept over Dong Shuliang and Xinhu Makoto with a playful look, and the corners of her mouth twitched.
“Considering that lady’s daily dance practice, vocal training, the burden on the throat, and the requirements for fat intake, please discuss the conditioning plan with Senior Dong. Today’s part of Miss Xingming is up to you. Responsible.”
“understood.”
Seeing Dong Shuliang and Xinhu Cheng nod, the smile on Meng Yunbing’s face suddenly brightened a bit, she turned her head and said to Cheng Xinya. “How about the little princess’ food and beverages today being controlled by Senior Cheng?”
“Okay, but speaking of which, the guy ate some desserts before playing the game yesterday, and his sugar intake should have exceeded the standard. How about making red bean and oat porridge for breakfast?”
Cheng Xinya nodded, and then asked Meng Yunbing.
Meng Yunbing thought about the data on the form and nodded.
“…Yes, but today, the two princesses and Miss Yamada are probably going to have a meal together. Just in case, let’s have a French vegetable sandwich.”
“Because of that game party?” Cheng Xinya murmured, and the three girls gathered in one room and dragged the king to play games. This was already rumored in the maid circle yesterday.
Speaking of games, these chefs thought of the Heisei otaku in this house, and then everyone’s eyes naturally focused on Makoto Shinto.
In this regard, Makoto Shinto looked quite distressed. Is it his fault that those noble people in the house are addicted to the game? Can’t blame him just because he is an islander at the scene? Not discriminatory like that?
“Young people, you must have some hobbies of your own!” Makoto Shinto smiled awkwardly, and he could only smile awkwardly.
At this moment, Dong Shuliang suddenly spoke up. “Ms. Xingming’s breakfast part decided how to pan-fried salmon. If you use the belly part, with greasy vegetables, and skim milk, the protein part is enough.”
“The one who has the habit of running in the morning, let’s add vegetable rolls to satisfy the satiety needed for nutrition and morning exercise.” Li Yixun, who had been silent for a while, said suddenly.
Hearing the speech of the most qualified chef, everyone present naturally did not have much opinion, and nodded immediately.
“Okay, let’s continue the discussion, don’t worry about me.” The old man with his back hunched over his shoulders waved his hands kindly, as if I was pressing you down.
In this regard, neither Meng Yunbing, the head chef, nor several other chefs have any objections. The nearly eighty-year-old old man suffered a dark injury when he moved to the whole country in his early years, and is no longer suitable for the high-intensity front-line work in the kitchen. The sole purpose here is to guide the younger generation.
To be honest, apart from Xinhu Chengneng who can compare with the old man in terms of age, everyone present is still a line from the realm of the old man, and this line is a world of difference, not to mention that the status of the other party still suppresses them. .
For this old man, everyone present respected him.
“In that case, breakfast for the five of you has already been decided.” Meng Yunbing sighed, her tense face softening slightly.
“Wait a minute, aren’t there four? There are still Miss Yiye and Ying, and… that one?” Cheng Xinya raised her hand slightly and asked with some doubts, and when she said someone, her expression suddenly became solemn up.
“Oh, that one? Mr. Amakasu just informed him that he seems to be having breakfast with Miss Hoshina.come. “Meng Yunbing tilted her head, looking like she just remembered, with a look on her face.
“Hey, Yun Bing, I haven’t heard you mention it?”
Dong Shuliang, who was still full of confidence at first, suddenly couldn’t sit still. She was in charge of the singing of the famous songs. She had never heard of that big devil eating with him! !
Makoto Shinto, whose hair was already gray, turned even paler. He had been here for so long, and it was the first time he was in charge of Yuu’s food.
It’s not that Yu is picky about his taste. Although he did choose a few, what’s more important is that the pressure of cooking for the Demon King is too great! !
“Otherwise, should I be responsible?” Li Yixun thought for a while, then stood up and said. His body is not suitable for high-intensity operation, but it is not a problem to cook a few times.
Dong Shuliang and Xinhucheng immediately turned their heads and looked at Li Yixun gratefully. What is an old senior? Those who dare to shield the younger generation from the wind and rain are qualified to be called the old senior of Deyi Shuangxin.
Makoto Shinto completely ignored the fact that he was one year older than Li Yixun, and erected a monument of merit and virtue for the senior in his heart.
“But, isn’t this what you asked for?” Meng Yunbing looked over with a puzzled look and asked Dong Shuliang.
Dong Shuliang’s mouth twitched a few times, you old girl is ruthless, she just wondered why this guy was smiling so happily, co-authored here and waited for her! !
Meng Yunbing frowned and said with some distress. “Seeing as you are unwilling to do so, why don’t you do it this way? I’ll exchange my morning job with you. How about you two go to the practice room to deliver fresh vegetables?”
Dong Shuliang and Xinhu Cheng were stunned, then shook their heads frantically, turning their heads into a rattle.
The backyard is the territory of the holy sect leader. Although the sect leader is used to being self-sufficient and handles meals by himself, the cost of vegetables, fruits, and the like still needs to be delivered.
And the job of delivering these items is naturally on the chef.
This woman is ruthless and ruthless, and she is so bad-hearted that they all let them go against a demon king. Could it be that she secretly voted for her at the election meeting for chef last week?
Dong Shuliang and Xinhu Cheng thought in relief.
“If that’s the case, then you don’t have an opinion?”
Meng Yunbing smiled gently, then turned her head and looked at Makoto Shinto who was sweating profusely.
“Speaking of which, Xinhu, are the ingredients you are responsible for purchasing in place? Huh?”
Her ears moved slightly, and she vaguely heard some trivial mutterings, then turned her head and looked at the three people at the door.
“Shinto Hideji? Huh? Who are those two girls?”
Only then did she realize that there were two strangers in chef’s clothes standing at the door, looking at their young appearance, was it a new cook?
Meng Yunbing looked at Hishako Shinto and Erina Nakiri, and finally stared at Erina, her brows slightly raised.
She remembered the girl’s face, remembered that she had seen it in a food magazine, and still remembered that the title seemed to be: ‘In the next 20 years, the next generation of “God’s Tongue” who is most likely to defeat Meng Yunbing? ’
‘The headline party of the island country magazine feels similar to the UC party in China! ’
Thinking of the title, Meng Yunbing silently complained in her heart.