Global Cataclysm: My Life in Sanctuary Versailles

At this moment, Le Yi maximized the power of his CPU, thinking quickly about the solution in his mind.

If someone had been staring at him right now, they should have noticed that white smoke was faintly floating above Le Yi's head.

After about half a minute, the light in Le Yi's eyes flashed, and he continued: "But! Another method can still be operated. If Lao Zheng agrees, we can second Lao Zheng to you."

This method is inspired by the fact that the government subcontracts the management rights to private forces while retaining ownership of the shelters under its banner.

As soon as Le Yi said that.

Di Yingbo next to him couldn't care about the depression in his heart that hadn't been vented at this time, so he nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, we can use the name of secondment."

While speaking, he still did not forget to give Le Yi a thumbs up for his wit, "Old Yi, you political commissar is really in the right place."

But...

Le Yi didn't even look back.

I finally brainstormed something, and now I want to share a piece of it...

Pooh!shameless.

Le Yi felt very disdainful for Di Yingbo's shameless act of taking advantage of his glory.

certainly!This is not the time to discuss internal conflicts, Le Yi remained calm, looking at Wu Lang with hope in his eyes, ready to see what he meant.

But at this moment, Di Yingbo, the pig teammate, interjected again:

"Old Zheng is the authentic inheritor of the Shanghe gang cuisine, and the older generation was even selected for a state banquet. Although Lao Zheng has never been to a state banquet, his craftsmanship can be said to be a must in Sichuan Province. He is one that I have spent a lot of effort to find out. Come here, Wu Lang, the price of this miniature drone is a bit low, no matter what, you need three."

It can only be said that as soon as these words came out, Le Yi next to him even felt his heart twitch.

Secret channel is bad.

"You are so talented, good guy, the lion can't open his mouth like you. This damn is killing Wu Lang like a fool."

But is Wu Lang a fool?

Obviously not.

Thinking of this, Le Yi's entire face darkened completely.

And Wu Lang's side.

After hearing Di Yingbo's words, the whole person laughed outright.

Laughed twice, didn't speak, and became a pure cook.

Di Yingbo asked in a daze:

"Wu Lang, what do you mean?"

It's not his fault to say that.

It's just that everything went wrong from yesterday to now, and because of the sleepless night, Di Yingbo's overall condition was extremely poor at this time, so bad that Le Yi next to him felt that a shrewd and capable person had become mentally handicapped overnight.

"It's nothing interesting. Today's breakfast is good. You have to eat it while it's hot, otherwise the taste will not be good later."

As he spoke, he did not forget to signal to the two of them, and he ate half of the bowl in just three or two bites.

"I'm not asking you about breakfast, whether it's okay or not, please give me a good word!"

"Forget it, a gentleman doesn't take what others like. Since you managed to get this old Zheng here, just pretend I didn't mention it today."

At this moment, Wu Lang was too lazy to start mocking him.

One person wants him to exchange three miniature drones, even if it is made of gold, it is not worth the price, and he is completely thinking about fart.

"What do you mean, just pretend that you haven't mentioned this matter, it means that what you Wu Lang said is like farting."

Hear this.

Wu Lang called him a good guy in his heart.

This is ready to put him on the line!

He drank the soup in the bowl in one breath, put down the bowl, touched his mouth, looked into Di Yingbo's eyes with three-point curiosity and seven-point contempt, "Come on, please start your performance."

"It's just three miniature drones. If you can't buy them, you won't be at a loss, and you can't be fooled. As for Lao Zheng's cooking skills, if you give him enough ingredients, he can give you a lot of fun. Of course, if you think the price is more expensive, we Can we talk again, at worst, I will give you a friendly price, and you will lose a micro-drone."

As he spoke, he asked for help, and looked at Le Yi beside him.

But Le Yi, after receiving Di Yingbo's request for help, turned his head to the other side.

This matter started when Di Yingbo asked for three micro-drones, and he has absolutely let go of it.

without it!

Tired heart.

I don't want to take it anymore.

I can't move it anymore.

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Chapter 1088 Not afraid of god-like opponents, but afraid of pig-like teammates

But how can Di Yingbo let Le Yi let go like this.

Seeing Le Yi turned his head to one side, he stepped up anxiously, and under the cover of the table, he kicked him moderately under the table.

"Hey~"

Le Yi sighed silently.

"I haven't done anything immoral at ordinary times, so why did he get retribution for him to meet such a thing?"

Really jealous of the talent.

He felt that if Di Yingbo continued like this, no matter how good he was in self-cultivation, he might end up with an untimely death in the end.

now!

In my heart, Di Yingbo said before that when the superiors adjust their positions, they should find a way to assign them to a department and continue their journey as partners, which puts a big question mark on it. HTTPs://WωW.éЬòǒκbǎō.Иét/

I originally thought that although it violated the organizational principles, it was a good suggestion for me. After all, the current situation is severe, and it is human instinct to hold together for warmth.

Thinking back now...

Nodding at the time, it was completely blinded by lard.

But now is not the time to think about it.

He shook his head, expelled the distracting thoughts in it, and looked at Wu Lang, "That little brother Wu, don't be as knowledgeable as him, just follow the method you just said, as long as Lao Zheng agrees, I will directly handle the secondment for you formalities."

Although he didn't want to, but Di Yingbo hinted at him so blatantly, he couldn't avoid it, so he could only bite the bullet at this time.

But now...

Wu Lang lost interest in poaching the monitor of the cooking class because of their procrastination and because Di Yingbo's lion opened his mouth wide.

"Forget it, a gentleman doesn't take what others like, let's talk about this matter."

"This... Brother Ang, do you want to think about it again? After all, I want to find a chef like Lao Zheng in Sichuan Province..."

Although Wu Lang was firm, Le Yi still wanted to fight for it.

But before he finished speaking, Teammate Pig went online again.

Di Yingbo interrupted again:

"Don't talk about Lao Yi, let it be if he doesn't want it, and I don't want to let him go yet."

Looking at Wu Lang, he said with great air, "I told you Wu Lang, that is, the relationship is in place, so I agreed to second you. Old Zheng is a master who can make potatoes and other things taste like braised pork."

"Old Zheng is gone. From now on, there will be no one in our cooking squad... The quality of the food is poor, and the soldiers can't eat well, which will affect the performance of the battle. Can a man-machine match it? What’s wrong with your three drones? I still feel like I’m at a loss for five or ten drones.”

Hear this.

Le Yi immediately closed his mouth.

Even if the conditions did not allow it, he would like to find a piece of tape to seal his mouth. Of course, before sealing it up, he must slap himself both front and back.

"Makes you so mean."

At this moment, he felt ashamed and flustered.

Di Yingbo was the one who smoothed things over for him, and Di Yingbo was the one who dismantled him. After doing this, he felt that he had become the guy who was 'not a human being inside and outside'.

The same is true for Wu Lang.

It's just that he was shocked by what Di Yingbo said just now.

It was astonishing as heaven and man, so thunderous and tender in the inside.

he....

Never seen such a brazen person!

Wu Lang felt that he was at a loss for five or ten fights. Who gave him the courage to say such crazy words? Wu Lang believed that Teacher Liang would not be able to give him.

Since Di Yingbo regards the monitor of the cooking class as a treasure, Wu Lang, who had no interest in him, really doesn't want it.

It's hard to find a three-legged toad, but is it hard to find a two-legged cook?

He still doesn't believe that he can't find a chef who can cook good dishes in more than 20 affiliated shelters.

Even if he can't find it in the affiliated shelter, he can still make a deal with Comrade Lao Tang directly. I believe a miniature drone is enough to impress him.

Is the authentic Shanghebang dishes passed down by others?

When the time comes, Wu Lang will directly find a cook who has been in the state banquet and come back... No, he will find a group of cooks who have been in the state banquet.

Just get enough of the eight major cuisines, and even have a combination of Chinese and Western, and add some pastry chefs and the like to see how arrogant he is.

Wu Lang even thought about it.

After he was ready, he took a special opportunity to bring the chef and materials, and pulled him directly in front of Di Yingbo, so that he could show the demeanor of the chef of the state banquet on the spot. After he was ready, he was not invited to the table. dog days.

Say it again!

Can potatoes be made into braised meat with a very good taste?

Isn't it delicious for him to eat real braised pork?

Simply ridiculous!

........

The entire scene was silent for a full 3 minutes because Wu Lang and Le Yi shut up at the same time.

"Well...Old Yi, I'm done eating here, so I'll take my leave first."

Le Yi also stood up, "I've finished eating here too, and there are a lot of things waiting for me to deal with yesterday, let's go together."

While talking, the two walked directly to the tableware recycling point not far away.

Leaving Di Yingbo alone, looking at the leaving figure again, he picked up the bowl and poured down a mouthful of soup with some resentment.

He doesn't think he did anything wrong just now!

At that time, Wu Lang had already made it clear that he didn't want to make a deal. Could it be that he was still made to kneel and lick?

It's all lost, what's wrong with him trying to save face?

After gulping down a bowl, he smacked his mouth a few times, feeling that the soup was extraordinarily delicious today, so he couldn't help standing up and walking towards the place where the vegetables were served, making an exception today to prepare another bowl.

But when he came to the place where the vegetables were served, Di Yingbo couldn't help but frowned again when he saw that there were still several large buckets of food left.

"Old Zheng, what's the situation? I didn't ask you to plan."

Every day is rationed, and all meals are counted, so that there will always be not enough, but nothing left.

The monitor of the cooking class expressed injustice.

"Captain, isn't this what you asked me to plan for 600 more people in the morning?"

He doesn't take the blame for wasting food.

Hearing this, Di Yingbo frowned, pointed to Wu Tian and the others who were about to leave the cafeteria after seeing Wu Lang leave, and asked:

"How much did those people eat today?"

This question can't help but the squad leader who has been in charge of cooking, answered very positively:

"Two bowls per person."

"What? Two bowls per person?"