Interstellar Chef Raising a Baby

[Happy restaurant business statistics: 164 people diners, 126 takeaways, 230,000 turnover, and 82 points of praise. 】

[Number of employees in the store: 1; Number of robots: 5. 】

[Current store credit rating: Sanxin. The next level of four hearts requires 90 positive ratings. 】

Liu Weiwei received the Xingwang business report when she got off the line.

The Xingwang virtual store also has a credit system, with 1 point for customer praise and -1 point for difference. The more praise, the more people will visit.

There are five golden crowns with the highest level of time-honored brands, and the praises have accumulated to more than 80 million, which is about to reach 100 million.

Compared with the other party, Liu Weiwei looked like a baby.

But she firmly believes that she can catch up.

Liu Weiwei closed the report and was about to go to the cafeteria.

But today she and the major ended their vacation and started to work in separate classes.

Comrade Major was obviously very worried, wishing to buy a nanny robot to follow her now.

But Liu Weiwei comforted him. They could see three meals a day, and it was off work in a blink of an eye.

For the first time, the major comrade, who has always put the military as his priority, felt that he wanted to take a long vacation and waited until his daughter...the baby was born.

However, fortunately, the canteen is not far from the military medical clinic. He sent Bu Zhongxin’s communication method to Liu Weiwei. “If you feel uncomfortable, you should contact the doctor immediately and rest when you feel tired. Everyone used to take nutrients. I’m missing you."

He dared to say this, and if someone else said it, he would be beaten to death by the group.

But after he finished speaking, he couldn't hold Liu Weiwei's skeptical gaze. He was a little embarrassed to remember that he had eaten three bowls of white porridge with the extra sour cowpea last night in the morning, had a great appetite and drank nutrients.

Obviously, he couldn't even convince himself.

Liu Weiwei didn't expose him, smiled and followed the rabbit fur.

In the end, the major took her all the way to the cafeteria, watching her command a group of soldiers and robots who came to help, before he left with confidence.

Liu Weiwei wanted to give everyone a quick meal at noon, but halfway through getting it, she received a video call from the marshal.

"At work? Clerk Liu." Marshal Lear's face was more kind than ever.

"Well, does the marshal have any instructions?"

Marshal Lear squinted and said, "It's a little thing, Clerk Liu. Now we have a daily incentive policy that allows the top 25% of the soldiers to eat the dishes you cook with the robots. Many comrades have burst out of potential and train. Achievements have been greatly improved. Obviously, this policy is very stimulating."

Liu Weiwei nodded, "It's all a good way the Marshal came up with."

She had heard the comrades at home mention it before, and now she is not surprised.

Lear smiled so that the wrinkles at the end of his eyes were deepened, but soon became a little serious, "However, I read this week’s training report. Clerk Liu, the tail of our crane, the second half of the sergeants Still not working hard enough."

Liu Weiwei blinked.

"Especially some of the physical fitness is temporarily unable to improve, or the old dough sticks for many years are standing in place, and have been hovering at the end." Marshal Lear said here, there is quite a heartache of hating iron and steel, "This kind of giving up We have to rectify our own ethos."

Liu Weiwei nodded, "Then what can I do, Marshal?"

Lear squinted, "Is it possible to punish them with food? Is there that smelly food? It smells bad and tastes good."

Liu Weiwei:...

She carefully looked at the Marshal's expression at the moment. If he hadn't seen him worrying about the country and the people, she really suspected that he had come up with this idea just to eat a bowl of snail noodles.

She remembered that the marshal ordered this famous snack when she registered for her marriage that day.

"Clerk Liu, cough," Lear put his hands on the table, and his whole body exuded the marshal's aura, "what do you think? Our crane tail has caused them to be punished by the extreme smell, watching others Eat food, but they can’t eat it, and they will be attacked by the stench.”

Liu Weiwei sighed, "The stench is not enough."

"It doesn't matter, I also prepared special props." Lear had been prepared for a long time, and even took out something similar to a gas mask next to him. "Wearing it on the head will expand people's sense of smell by fifty to one hundred times. It is especially suitable for the tail of a crane and when people with weak mental power are punished."

Liu Weiwei was taken aback, but he didn't expect the Marshal to even prepare such things.

"All right, then I will change the menu today and add another fried stinky tofu."

Lear was also taken aback, "stinky tofu?"

Liu Weiwei gave a hum.

Stinky tofu is smelly before being fried, but golden and tasteless after being fried.

As punishment and reward, this snack is all satisfied.

As for the snail powder, the range of olfactory attacks was too wide, and she had to give up temporarily for the sake of Major Symptomatic Dad-to-be, who hadn’t yet recovered at home.

"Okay, then do as you said." The marshal gave the pass and ended the call.

But his serious expression changed soon, and he looked at the person sitting in front of him with a pity, "Old lady, it's a pity, I can't let you eat snail noodles, sorry...but it's okay, it sounds like stinky tofu. Very powerful."

Qian Dongmei directly stepped on his army boots, "You are old! You old man! Fake public for private benefit!"

"Hey, hey, let go, don't give up your feet... Am I not trying to teach those stinky boys?" The marshal thumped his chest when he said this. "When I was young, I was in a hurry from the bottom of the rankings. They are so anxious to death, they are good. They have been squatting at the end and not rushing! I haven't thought of a good way before, and now I have to let them learn a lesson!"

Qian Dongmei also agreed, "Na Weiwei, did I just watch the video I posted you? She will become more and more famous in the future. You let her stay in the military area, but it is a stubborn talent."

The marshal swallowed immediately, "I have eaten boiled dry silk, it tastes good! Unexpectedly, the production process is not easier than turning on the armor."

"...I'm not discussing the taste with you."

"Then what to discuss?"

Qian Dongmei couldn't stand this ninety-year-old giant baby. "You know how to eat and eat, do you want this child to keep a low profile? I see many people are investigating her identity."

"Drink, what's the big problem for me! The highest level of confidentiality in the military, how many marshal levels in the entire league, can not be found if they are found dead! Okay, don't worry about it, you can also go to the cafeteria to find her when you have time. Learn how to master, and make me some supper."

"..."

"Treading again... for so many years, it doesn't hurt me if you step on it, and you want me to rub your feet at night..."

**

As night gradually fell on the military area, the squad leaders of each squad received unified orders from the upper echelons one after another.

"Anyone who scores 1% after today's score will be listed immediately! Trot forward, the target location: the small room behind the cafeteria!"

The old fritters in almost every class were helpless, or cheeky indifferent, and followed the command to the cafeteria one after another.

Recently, outstanding soldiers have been able to eat the delicious food in the cafeteria, and they all know it.

Although every day when they went through the cafeteria to receive the nutrient next to them, they smelled a tempting smell and felt hungry and uncomfortable. But this is how people are, and they can still work hard if they are a little too far away, but if they are too far away, they will give up on themselves.

Arrived in the small room today, nearly a hundred soldiers, they are basically the ones who gave up treatment and were retired and transferred as soon as the time came.

"What are you doing today? You want to shut us down?"

"Hey, it won't happen, there will always be the last one, either me or someone else. Is this going to be punished?"

"Isn't it a punishment? I think it's an incentive, let us also taste the delicious food in this small cafeteria, and encourage us to leave the bottom position."

"Oh, that makes sense!"

"Dude, you are right, it is possible!"

Everyone had a look of unrequited love, and immediately their eyes lighted up, feeling that they had found a great deal.

With hard work, it is impossible to go from the 99% ranking to the top 25%. If you can eat an incentive meal, you will fall into the sky.

**

At the entrance of the small room in the canteen, this was originally the back warehouse of a canteen.

But today, there are still two lieutenants with guns guarding the small gate.

When they all arrived, the lieutenant with the gun shouted, "All of them, stand at attention, take a break! Those who report their names, come and pick up the equipment. In ten seconds, when the equipment is over, enter the room immediately!"

Everyone, you look at me and I look at you, all with a confused face.

But soon the lieutenant began to report his name, "Thirteenth class Yang Likun, 26th class Tang Hanxiao, 48th class Yuan Zongwei..."

Even if it is the bottom, no one dares to disobey the army's order, otherwise they will definitely be unable to eat.

Hearing that his name was reported, Yang Likun trotted over to get his equipment.

He is the last one, in his fifth year in the army.

At the beginning of the first year, he felt ashamed of the countdown, but after a long time, he discovered that it was just like that. He could save his life on the battlefield. After this year, he was ready to apply for discharge from the military on the grounds that he had suffered a calf injury. After five full years, he would be better treated when he switched to another job.

Yang Likun was originally thick-skinned and it didn't matter, but today he took the mask from the lieutenant's hand, and he didn't know why, and his heart contracted tightly.

Five years of experience on the battlefield made him feel a strong sense of crisis in an instant with a strong desire to survive!

Before entering the small room, he instinctively wanted to escape.

Even the lieutenant at the door, he felt fierce now.

"What are you doing in a daze! Equip quickly and enter the room immediately!"

In the next second, the lieutenant roughly hung his headgear on Yang Likun's head and pushed him into the closed door.

Yang Likun, who wanted to linger, almost didn't react, he was slammed into the room fiercely by the lieutenant who looked like a piece of iron, and fell into the ground with a dog to eat shit.

Yang Likun screamed in his heart, and he was about to struggle to get up, but as soon as he climbed halfway, he staggered and trembled all over!

"...!"

A smell he had never smelled before, but it stinks his scalp, penetrated into his nose like a level 8 whirlwind!

Poison and gas chamber training!

Yang Likun fell to the ground with tears in his eyes, and gave Tang Hanxiao, who had just come in behind, an expression of despair that was finished!

They are going to be killed!