The Cannon Fodder of Quick Transmigration, she turned black again

Chapter 493 Breaking the Bigger God (8)

"I—" Shen Ming covered his mouth before he could speak, "Editor Long, the hospital has a kitchen, I'll ask the nurse to take you there."

Shen Ci nodded, and led by the nurse, went to the hospital kitchen. There were several chefs cooking in the kitchen, and they were all very light.

However, although they cook the most common porridge, these chefs are professional chefs hired with high salaries. After all, this private hospital does not come to live with ordinary people.

The chefs were surprised by her arrival.

"Nurse Chen, Dr. Shen asked her to come and cook?"

The nurse hurriedly explained, "It's just a meal, everyone is busy first, just make room for it."

Although these cooks didn't think that the little girl's cooking skills were comparable to theirs, they were just working as workers, and they wouldn't go against Dr. Shen's wishes, after all, this was the major shareholder of the hospital.

But curiosity is still there. When Shen Ci washed his hands and prepared the ingredients, a chef couldn't bear it and asked, "What are you planning to do?"

Shen Ci: "Seafood porridge, and then some stir-fried vegetables."

"Little girl, are you a chef? How long have you been studying?"

"I'm not a chef, I just know how to cook." Shen Ci answered questions while handling seafood.

The chef who asked the question was just about to continue asking a few more questions, when he realized that the little girl who he didn't like was actually quite professional in handling seafood, and she didn't look like she hadn't learned at all.

Silently watching from the side, slowly, as time passed, the number of people around Shen Ci also gradually increased, and the eyes of many people changed from contempt to respect, and then began to talk on an equal footing.

"This fire is really good. You are not an amateur! Don't look at us chefs who are cooking porridge here. In fact, it takes a lot of skills to make a good bowl of porridge."

"Ah."

"In terms of color and taste, it's really impossible to do it without more than ten years of experience."

Shen Ci: "..." Strictly counting, she has more than ten years of knowledge, and she doesn't think cooking porridge requires much cooking skills.

But Shen Ci would not say this.

Shen Ci cooked the porridge and then fried two light side dishes three times or two at a time.

Then let the nurse leave the kitchen with it. It was obviously a simple porridge dish. The nurse swallowed subconsciously when she heard the smell coming out of the bowl.

What a ghost, she drank porridge every day, but she was still greedy.

"Actually, to be honest, the porridge cooked by the cooks in our hospital is superb, but they can get bored of eating the peerless porridge every day, so they just brag. After all, the salary here does not bury their cooking skills."

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Back in the ward, Shen Ci put the porridge on the small table placed on the hospital bed, and Shen Ming at the side took a deep breath, "It's really delicious, young master, why don't you try it?"

Song Ze: "..." It's right in front of him. Can he not tell whether it smells good or not?

Picking up the spoon with some anticipation, he scooped up a spoonful of porridge and put it in his mouth.

"How does it taste? Do you feel it? Do you want to vomit? Do you feel physically uncomfortable?"

Shen Ci: "..." She made porridge, how did it get into the doctor's mouth, is it like poison?
But soon Shen Ming shut up, after all the facts were immediately presented in front of him, not only could this be eaten, it seemed to taste pretty good.

Soon, I watched the young master eat a mouthful of porridge, a mouthful of vegetables, a mouthful of vegetables, and a mouthful of porridge at a steady pace, and then quickly gave the porridge and vegetables to the disc.

And after eating, he seemed a little annoyed that there was too little food.

"Why don't you do more?"

Shen Ci: "I'm afraid you will be admitted to the hospital again at that time."

Song Ze: "..."

Looking at this scene, Shen Ming felt sour.

I also drank the porridge, and then I had to face a question, "Now that the experiment is over, can you come with me?"

Song Ze: "..."

"Why do you have to ask me to go back and write? I'm not interested, you know? It's embarrassing for me."

Shen Ci: "It's not very important. You just need to go back and deal with the copyright issue of your last article. I don't care whether you stay or leave after that."

Song Ze: "..."

"That's why you keep pestering me about the copyright?"

Shen Ci nodded.

Song Ze was really angry. He said at the beginning that he didn't plan to sell the copyright. He wrote it purely for interest, and now he doesn't have any interest, so he doesn't write it anymore.

But even if it is because of interest, he will not sell copyright.

"I don't sell rights."

Shen Ci: "Okay, you can reject the editor-in-chief in person and get rid of the relationship with me, that's fine, so that I can continue to train new people and stay on the website."

Song Ze: "..."

He is really angry, is he so unworthy of keeping? "Can you find someone who can write books better than me? This is my talent and destiny."

Shen Ci chuckled, "Talent is not important, because I can help him write the most suitable ones. As for the others, I can also market his books."

Song Ze: "Where did you get your confidence? I heard that you don't have a single author under your command. If you know how to do marketing, how can you be so miserable?" Song Ze had investigated the editor Long Yue as early as after waking up.

I found that the job was really messed up, and the soft bun who was bullied, although the soft bun doesn't seem to be soft now, it doesn't make Song Ze look at him with admiration.

"I don't need to tell you that." Shen Ci replied.

Song Ze really laughed angrily, "Then I want to see what you are capable of." Just as he finished speaking, Shen Ming slapped him on the shoulder, and Song Ze almost couldn't hold back his temper and beat him up.

Shen Ming immediately said, "Editor Long, this Song Ze will definitely continue to write articles, and he will definitely not let you suffer, but that's it, can you agree to my request to come and cook three meals a day? The salary is up to you .”

Song Ze: "..."

Just as he was about to say something, Shen Ming covered his mouth, "Do you want to continue taking glucose to hang yourself? There are many people in your Song family who are expecting you to starve to death, are you willing?"

Song Ze: "..."

Shen Ci looked at the reluctant Song Ze, and suddenly became interested, "Yes, one meal, one hundred thousand."

Shen Ming: "..." The state banquet chef didn't even offer such a price, did he?
"Editor Long, you—"

"20."

Shen Ming: "..." This price increase was really caught off guard, but Song Ze on the bed agreed, "It's only 20, three meals a day."

Shen Ci nodded, "Yes." After speaking, Shen Ci left.

Shen Ming reached out and touched the young master's forehead, "I don't have a fever."

He was slapped down by Song Ze, "Do you think money is more important than food?"

Shen Ming: "To me, money is important, but you are special. As long as you can eat, that is the most important thing. You are not short of money anyway."

"I would like to know why I can eat what she made, which makes me very curious."

Shen Ming: "..."

He is also very curious about this matter, this is really metaphysics.

(End of this chapter)