I'm a cook in the wasteland

Chapter 43 Theft at Night
When night fell on the wasteland, Su Mo looked embarrassed when he saw a large group of strangers suddenly appearing in the camp.

"Ahem, they said that you abducted the only cook, and you came to Xingshi to ask for punishment."

Xie Yang said with some embarrassment.

Should I bring pots and pans?
Looking at the rich equipment of those people, Su Mo felt the pressure.

"Well, you are the chef tonight, let me see how your cooking is."

Su Mo felt that his decision seemed a little hasty.

"Row!"

Xiao Xinghuo nodded, and handed out his apprenticeship ceremony by the way.

When Su Mo opened the box, he saw a piece of metal lying there.

"It's cloud silver iron, it's the best for forging."

Uncle Wolf stretched his head and said something.

"This thing is resistant to high temperatures and durable, but it has very good thermal conductivity and is hard to break. Some weapons in the base have added this metal."

In other words, this thing can be used to forge kitchen utensils!

Su Mo's eyes lit up, and he also wanted to be crooked.

"Just this small piece can be sold for thousands of silver coins!"

Su Mo admitted that he shouldn't despise this thing for being too small.

Putting it away calmly, Su Mo saw that Xiao Xinghuo was about to show off his skills.

then……

Not only Su Mo, but even Aunt Li was silent.

With Su Mo's precepts and deeds, Aunt Li's culinary skills have improved rapidly, and the occasional things she cooks can be praised by the people in the camp who have been raised with their mouths in their mouths.

It's just that compared to the original Aunt Li, Xiao Xinghuo's cooking skills are even more unsightly.

The meat was not washed, cut into large pieces and thrown into the pot.

Su Mo thought that the other party was going to stir fry, but the other party added a lot of water.

As a result, oil and blood foam appeared on the pot.

The idea that this might be a unique method of blanching had just surfaced, and the other party had already thrown in some seasonings, whole and unpeeled potatoes, and what else.

Mmmm stew!

Su Mo saw it.

But it is more appropriate to call it a boiled dish.

When a bowl of soup, soup, and water was placed in front of Su Mo, Su Mo looked at the unpeeled garlic floating in the bowl, and for a moment didn't know what to say.

"Master, try it!"

Xiao Xinghuo was too enthusiastic, Su Mo picked up a chopstick, and started to eat under the sympathetic eyes of everyone in the rock camp.

Fishy, ​​astringent, bitter...

The inside of the potato was still hard, some pieces of meat were bitten off, and the blood gushing out made Su Mo almost vomit.

Still unable to swallow it down, Su Mo put the bowl aside.

"Is this what you eat on weekdays?"

Su Mo looked at Xiao Xinghuo, and really couldn't imagine that these people are so picky about food.

"No, what I did in the past was not so perfect!"

Xiao Xinghuo seemed to be showing off a bit.

If it wasn't for Su Mo not wanting to waste food, he would really like to dump that pot.

"Ahem, you should cook Aunt Li's dinner tonight."

Su Mo held his forehead, a little speechless.

"You follow Aunt Li first, and start from the most basic."

"The most important thing to be a cook is basic skills, among which knife skills are the most important."

The size of his piece of meat was like letting go of himself.

"Oh! I listen to Master."

Xiao Xinghuo seemed a little disappointed, so a young man followed Aunt Li to practice peeling potatoes in the camp.

For dinner, I finally ate the stew that Aunt Li is very good at now.

A dish that barely passed the rock camp was praised by the people in the blue sky camp.

"Su Mo, that, can we have dinner together in the future?"

"One meal a day and one night will do."

"Don't worry, we don't take advantage of it. We bring our own food, and then we can help you build a camp for food."

The boss of the Blue Sky Camp is also a middle-aged man, smiling and very gentle.

He rubbed his hands and said in embarrassment.

There was still grease on the corners of his mouth that hadn't been wiped clean.

"Yes." Su Mo was very generous.

"Hey, thank you, thank you!"

In the end, these people left satisfied, and only Xiao Xinghuo was left pitifully shredding potatoes.

Before leaving, Xie Yang ignored Xiao Xinghuo's pitiful eyes.

It was night, dark clouds covered the starry sky, and it looked like it was going to rain tomorrow.

People in the rock camp have been busy all day, and they will fall asleep early.

The walls of the camp have not yet been built, and many people are still crowded in tents to make do.

Xiao Douding slept next to Su Mo.

The little hand rests on the belly, very well-behaved.

Su Mo also slept peacefully this time.

As the night darkened, the entire Fallen Leaf Town fell silent, and the bonfires in the camp were gradually extinguished.

A few people appeared beside the camp flag.

"It's here, isn't it?"

The leading man was poking his head, with greedy eyes.

"Yes, but boss, he has already registered, but he is protected."

"us……"

A short man spoke, a little scared, but his words were interrupted.

"What are you afraid of, as long as you don't get caught."

"Besides, we have done it several times, and this time we can still overturn."

"That bitch Tong Baiqiao really thinks she's someone special."

"It's just her, who still wants to control Lao Tzu, just dream!"

"Okay, don't talk nonsense, if you want to come, you can go with me, if you don't want to get out, just don't show yourself in front of me in the future."

The boss looked sullen, glared at the short man, and walked directly into the camp with his steps down.

A lot of wood was piled up, but the inside of the two cars was empty.

It looks like everything has been moved into the house.

Soon, the boss stared at the innermost rooms.

Those houses appear to have been repaired, and a door was installed, but the door is currently unlocked.

Leaning over quietly, the man was a little excited.

When these newcomers to the camp heard that it was safe here, they almost relaxed their vigilance.

Because of this, he has done it several times.

Even if the people in those camps find out, as long as there is no evidence, no one can do anything to themselves.

The hand has touched the door.

With a light push, the door made no sound.

I glanced into the room, no one was there, but there were a lot of supplies piled up.

The boss walked over with confidence.

The nose moved, and the boss smelled a burst of meat.

Opening a wooden barrel, I saw the bacon inside.

The color cannot be seen clearly in the dark, but the fragrance is already very attractive.

"Take the meat away."

There are also some raw meat and some grain, which have been moved out.

The boss is still rummaging, and some of the bullets in reserve have also been dug out.

The action couldn't help but become more presumptuous.

"Where is the money, where is my money!"

Muttering in his mouth, he bent his knees and fingers, knocked his knuckles on the wall, and quickly found a hollow.

Prying open the stone brick, the boss found some money in the bag.

Gold coins and silver coins are mixed together, heavy.

"Hmph, I've seen too much of this kind of blindfold."

It can be seen that the boss is very proud.

"Boss, boss, it's time to go!"

The short man who followed at the door shouted, looking at the dark camp, he always felt a bad premonition.

(End of this chapter)