It’s not easy to be an interstellar chef

Chapter 13

Early the next morning, Su Chaoliu said goodbye to Su Chaoqi and then joined the student union team in high spirits.

Yan Hanguang had already announced Su Chaoliu's involvement with the team last night. I don't know what everyone was thinking, but no one objected to it.

Yan Hanguang asked Datian to take care of Su Chaoliu.

The reason why Da Tian was chosen was because Da Tian had a few friendships with Su Chaoliu.

Da Tian laughed and hugged Su Chaoliu: "Okay, junior sister, you are so brave, you dare to make such a request."

But what’s even more shocking is that Brother Yan agreed.

"Young girls are really timid," a woman wearing glasses and her hair tied into a high ponytail came over and sneered, "Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers."

Da Tian was dissatisfied: "Senior Ying Yijia, why are you talking? Who are you talking about?"

Ying Yijia glanced at Da Tian: "Not bad, you can still hear that I am in a weird mood. I have made progress. Keep up the good work."

Then she rolled her eyes gracefully and walked away.

"I..." Da Tian was so angry that he looked at Ying Yijia's back and couldn't speak. Then he angrily pulled Su Chaoliu to complain: "She is the accountant of the student union. She is so stingy every day that her brain is broken. She Not targeting you."

Su Chaoliu pulled his arm back expressionlessly: "Senior, I think what the senior said is correct."

The senior sister hasn't gone far yet. Does she dare to echo Ota's words? Moreover, she thinks the senior sister is right.

Datian was stunned. By the time he understood what Su Chaoliu meant, Su Chaoliu had already walked away.

"Hey," Da Tian laughed angrily, "Whose side are you on?"

Ying Yijia, on the other hand, stood in front of Yan Hanguang and asked in confusion: "President, I don't understand why you agreed to let that school girl follow. I think this is very irresponsible to her and to us."

Looking at his friends who have known and worked with him since they entered school, Yan Hanguang chuckled: "Dataan said that Junior Sister Su can keep up with him and Song Yue, and her speed is no different from those in the second grade."

"Da Tian?" Ying Yijia raised her voice slightly, "You believe this kid's words. It's not like you don't know how unreliable he is."

Yan Hanguang said helplessly: "What happened to him happened so long ago, you have to look at him from a developmental perspective."

"Haha." Ying Yijia gave him a look and let him feel it for himself.

But she didn't say anything more.

Datian explained to Su Chaoliu the action pattern of the student union. Generally speaking, junior students with certain experience lead the way, in the middle are sophomores who have not logged into the affiliated planet a few times, and senior students are behind.

After finding a temporary camp, others can move freely to catch prey.

They are now in the first-level area, and now they are heading towards the third-level area.

Everyone lined up, and Su Chaoliu was in the middle of the line, a little forward.

The so-called temporary camps are some rough buildings passed down from generation to generation of students in the First Military Academy over the years. Students from the architecture department will occasionally come to repair them. At least they are an open space and some buildings with wind and rain protection functions, plus High school students will all have tents in their space hubs, which are enough to ensure their sleep quality during the night on the affiliated planet.

Thanks to the leadership of the juniors, they successfully avoided the strange beasts they saw on the road and arrived at the marked camp safely.

"Disband," Yan Hanguang said. "The old rule is that the person who captures the prey with the least points will be punished when he returns."

Everyone else ran away in an instant, leaving only Su Chaoliu who had not yet reacted.

Da Tian looked back at Su Chaoliu: "Where do you want to go, junior high school girl?"

Su Chaoliu was a little embarrassed: "Senior, don't worry about me. You can go about your business. I'll just walk around the camp."

She just heard Yan Hanguang say that the person with the lowest prey points will be punished, and she would be very sorry if Datian was punished because of her.

"Hey, schoolgirl, you're not interesting enough," Da Tian shrugged, "You don't believe me."

"No," Su Chaoliu explained, "I'm just afraid that I'll delay you. After all, I don't have much experience."

Da Tian waved his hand proudly: "Don't worry, schoolgirl, you will be fine as long as I am here."

Da Tian said so, what else could Su Chaoliu do? She nodded: "Then I'll leave it to senior."

Yan Hanguang passed by and said angrily when he heard Datian's words: "You know how to exaggerate, why don't you get out of here, why are you dawdling here."

Not to mention Datian, even Su Chaoliu couldn't help shrinking his neck and ran away quickly.

The two chose a direction and used the flight bag to travel about five or six kilometers. Soon a mountain forest appeared in their sight. The two looked at each other and stopped.

Da Tian turned on his optical brain and compared the map: "This is the habitat of the thick-skinned wild boar. The score of the thick-skinned wild boar should be the highest in this area, because its fur and teeth can be used to make weapons and armors. "

But Su Chaoliu was thinking of something else. She sipped her saliva and said, "Pork is also delicious."

Da Tian was stunned: "Really, really? Have you eaten it?"

Su Chaoliu came back to his senses and immediately patched up his words: "No, how could I have eaten it, but the ancients in the Blue Star era ate it every day and formed large-scale breeding. If pork is not delicious, why would they eat it every day? .”

Da Tian was convinced, and he nodded seriously: "If I could eat delicious food like the one Su Xuemei made yesterday, I would be willing to eat it every day."

Oh, it’s the chicken soup Qiqi stewed yesterday. Datian probably only ate one piece of yam... At this level, he felt that it was okay to eat it every day... I can only say that it was still too little.Su Chaoliu's impression of stewed soup is relatively average. She is a spicy food person and doesn't like anything spicy. However, in her previous life, the elders in her family were basically health-preserving people. They were not sensitive to dishes with strong flavors. She only had one word to describe eating at home. :pain.

So no matter how delicious the chicken soup made by Qiqi was, she wouldn't want to drink it anymore after just two sips.

She asked politely: "Have you ever eaten food made by others, senior?"

Da Tian showed an expression that was hard to explain: "I have eaten it, but... um..."

Su Chaoliu looked at Datian curiously, waiting for his next words.

Speaking of which, she has never seen what the food made by chefs in this world looks like. It will definitely not be as delicious as in her previous life, but it should be passable.

Until Datian found the photo he had posted on Moments and showed it to her.

What is this big lump of something that can only be described as a mosaic? Can anyone really have the courage to eat this lump of stuff?

"Senior, what is this?" she asked Datian in shock, "Did you eat this?"

If Da Tian really eats it, then she respects Da Tian as a warrior.

Da Tian nodded with a heavy face: "Of course I ate it, I spent money on it."

He actually ate it!Su Chaoliu asked in confusion: "Didn't you ask to change it? Is this kind of thing really edible?"

Anyway, which store in my previous life would have dared to serve such food to customers? I probably don’t want to continue doing it.

But Ota asked very strangely: "Can I still exchange it? It's impossible. It's already very troublesome to make an appointment with the chef. There's no way to exchange it."

Yes, this is the interstellar era. The status of chefs is supreme. People who can become chefs have considerable connections behind them. It is not wise to offend chefs.

However, Su Chaoliu thought this was wrong.

In the final analysis, chef is just a profession, and customers spend money but do not receive corresponding services.

In this era, chefs have been praised so highly that they can no longer even distinguish their own identities.

Su Chaoliu thought of something: "Oh, by the way, how much did the senior spend?"

Da Tian stretched out five fingers.

"Fifty star coins? So..." It's expensive.

"What fifty, five hundred! At fifty you send a beggar?"

Su Chaoliu only felt that he had suffered a huge loss.

"Is this thing worth five hundred?" she shouted, "The soup Qiqi made yesterday is worth a hundred stars, right?"

She stretched out her hand towards Da Tian and said confidently: "Senior, give me the money!"

Da Tian slapped her in the palm: "No, it's all agreed. The reward is to take you with me. Don't try to blackmail me."

"Tsk." Su Chao Liu withdrew his hand and rolled his eyes.

Forget it, after calculation, they did not lose money. They were not some shady businessmen. A mosaic cost five hundred star coins.

"Speaking of which," Ota thought, "can you cook this wild boar meat?"

Da Tian thinks his idea is good. He is willing to pay for the soup yesterday, not to mention one hundred star coins, but one thousand star coins.

But Su Chaoliu cruelly shattered his expectations: "Unfortunately, no."

Su Chaoliu explained: "Wild boars are not domestic pigs. They have a fishy smell and need to be deodorized with spices and liquor. But we don't have these things, so even if they are made, they won't taste good."

Da Tian looked confused when he heard this.

What is the fishy smell, what is the spice, and what is the white wine?

"Alas," Su Chaoliu sighed, gave up explaining, and patted Da Tian's arm, "Forget it, senior, that will happen in the future. We must first catch a thick-skinned wild boar."

Da Tian came back to his senses and nodded: "What you said is correct."

He began to squat down and examine the marks on the ground, wondering whether wild boars had appeared here and their movements.

Su Chaoliu knelt down and said, "I thought these traces could be detected and analyzed using instruments."

At least what she is currently studying for her liberal arts homework is how to read instruments.

Da Tian asked back: "What if there is no instrument or the instrument is broken? Although the probability of such a thing is very small, it is not impossible."

"The individual soldier departments of other schools do not teach these, but our school is different. The students taught by the First Military Academy must be the best and can handle any situation. The people in the student union should be the best, so we never bring them Any instrument can only rely on manual identification of traces.”

This is the concept of the First Military Academy. They use instruments but do not rely on them. All instruments are just to better assist them.

Under this educational concept, most of the individual soldier students in the First Military Academy have rich experience in identifying the traces of strange beasts, and can even find strange beasts without the need for instruments.

(End of this chapter)