From interstellar refugee to marshal's wife

"Dinner is ready, everyone, please take a seat~" Zhizhi removed the heat preservation device on the dining table and asked everyone in the reception area to take their seats one by one. Zhizhi, who has a good nature, has cooked a table full of dishes and is standing next to the table like a dedicated waiter holding a large transparent glass pot in his hand.

"Zhizhi, what new thing do you have?" Li Youqing looked at the large pot of light yellow liquid. "I've never seen you do this before?"

Shaking the glass pot, "You are very familiar with the ingredients in this." After saying that, everyone poured a full cup. Finally, I returned to my seat and filled it up for myself. Not a drop was left in the big glass jug.

"Zhizhi is here to toast you all. It's a rare gathering. I hope you all enjoy your meal." He took a big sip first and said with a mischievous wink, "First of all, we agreed that we can't add any more sugar."

After hearing this, everyone raised their glasses to taste.

"Yeah! It tastes good!"/"Very refreshing."/......

The response seems to be good. Li Youqing drank a full glass and was looking sideways, waiting for Zhi Zhi's explanation.

Cong Shanruliu stood up and pointed to the fruit plate placed in the center of the table. "Oranges, lemons, gone...oh, yes. There's still a little sugar."

Everyone else was fine, and eating with Zhi Zhi was no longer one meal or two. After seeing too many novelty gadgets, he becomes very calm. Wen Renfeng was holding an empty cup and looking at Zhi Zhi back and forth. He had a bold idea. Could this student of his be...

"Xiao Feng, come and eat some vegetables." Mr. Yuan took a chopstick full of vegetables and put them in Wen Renfeng's bowl. Seeing that his eyes were still lingering on Zhi Zhi, he deliberately tapped the edge of the bowl. "You may not understand the situation when you first come here. You can't desert at this time, or you will regret it later. Don't say that your uncle didn't take care of you, which will give your old man a reason to come to your door."

Wen Renfeng seemed to have changed as soon as he arrived at the plantation association, and he was surprisingly well-behaved. At this moment, he was sitting next to Mr. Yuan, being fed by the elder like a good baby. Lin Siyu, who was sitting next to him, gritted his teeth.

"Master, your favorite fried pork with ginger flowers." Zhizhi, who was separated from Lin Siyu by a Zhima, stretched out her hand hard and put a chopstick full of stir-fried pork with flowers into Lin Siyu's already plump bowl. People say that the palms of the hands and the backs of the hands are all flesh, but to him, he is a master and mentor. Everyone has to be coaxed.

"Ahem!" Someone immediately protested.

"Here, here...what do you want to eat? I'll help you pick it up. What are you coughing about? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" There was no time to show off the stir-fried pork with ginger flowers in the bowl. He turned his chopsticks and picked up three potato cakes in succession, and piled them into Wen Renfeng's bowl. His attitude was as perfunctory as he wanted. "Thanks to President Wen Da for taking care of my apprentice, I, Mr. Lin, will give you a few more dishes to express my gratitude."

As he said this, he happily picked up the stir-fried pork with ginger flowers and went to see Zhima, leaving only the back of his head for Wen Renfeng.

"Zhi Zhi. Didn't these two fight?" Li Youqing touched Zhi Zhi with her arm, looking like she was watching the fun.

He shook his head in confusion, "Both mentor and master are persons of high status, how could they do something so childish as to fight?" These words were spoken with righteousness, which earned the two teachers a look of satisfaction.

It did not prevent him from using his brain under the table to directly chat privately with his uncle Youqing to learn about the gossip.

Qingtian: I'm telling you secretly, but don't tell others that I told you. They were originally engaged, but they ended up fighting.

What kind of shocking thing is this? One of them almost became my mistress.

Gardenia blooms: What? What? What kind of melon is this? Can it be kept ripe?

Qingtian: The black gold, diamonds and steel on Planet Selma are all real. The witness is still your master. Just a witness to the annulment of the engagement.

Gardenia Blossom: Uncle Master, we need to talk more when we have time~ How could you not tell me such an important thing? If a fight really breaks out, who do you think I am helping?

Qingtian: Don't worry, my son won't be able to fight as long as your master is here. Let’s talk privately later, eat ~ eat ~ your master is looking over.

I received Zhima's questioning look, "Mom, this is delicious, please eat more." It's better not to know about this melon, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

But when I think about the fact that the master has to talk to the master about his mother, maybe today’s meal is a bit exciting... I have to change my attention quickly.

"This Lilith is really lucky. She has attended two press conferences only a short time after the Third Army was stationed." Elder Xiao interrupted in time. The live broadcast of the press conference was posted on the walls on both sides of the dining table, and everyone watched it while eating. The live broadcast was about to end. The representative of the Plantation Association got off the stage after dealing with the reporters, looking relieved.

"Hey, why don't you say she is quite suitable! You let Chief Yan of the Jian family come on stage with a face that is more serious than his marshal's. Oops~ I guess it will be written below that the military openly threatened reporters~" Elder Lu said He laughed as he spoke.

Elder Bai was kind, "Xiao Bai doesn't like this kind of situation, so Lilith can only take the lead. Who asked her to follow such a marshal? They are also enemies."

"Speaking of what happened this time, I really have nothing to do. How many potatoes can each of us grow in this time, and we still worry about having nothing to eat? We won't live on nutrient solution every day. A bunch of students have to come up with their military training scores. Three to four... If you ask me, I'm really full and too busy." Mr. Yuan looked at the noisy scene in the live broadcast with disgust.

This was unanimously agreed upon by everyone present. But that’s not it! Their hidden Zhizhi was almost exposed to the public.

Naturally, those little skinny monkeys from the military family members will join the army sooner or later. Xiao Feng Xiao Yu didn't take it seriously at all.

But their eldest child knows that Zhi is not good. She has tender skin and tender flesh, and can even run out of breath. If someone scolds you so that you are no longer in the mood to cultivate or cook, the entire planet will suffer. Every day, Manxing.com is looking for that person! The one standing right in front of me couldn't recognize any of them, they were all blind.

Not to mention that I didn't realize that Zhi Zhi was the one on the Internet.

"Everyone, eat slowly. There are two dishes that haven't been baked yet. I'll go get them." He took the opportunity to walk to the cooking area and patted his cheeks. Both ovens had stopped working. "KFC, put the contents of stove No. 1 into the prepared rattan basket and bring it to the table." "For the contents of stove No. 2, open it first to let out the heat."

【drop! Execute immediately upon receiving instructions. Turn on the ventilation function. 】KFC is naturally not afraid of the high temperature in the oven, and the short strips of bread are neatly folded in the basket in the oven. It was placed on the table exuding the aroma of wheat.

The heat in stove No. 2 has dissipated. I took a bamboo skewer and inserted it quickly. When I pulled it out, there were no sticky marks on the chopsticks. "Is KFC back? The No. 2 furnace is started and the natural air cooling device is activated."

[Report to Zhizhi that the natural cooling device has been activated. 】The intelligence brain KFC of the third laboratory has a high efficiency in executing commands for Zhizhi, which can be regarded as a model for intelligence brains in various laboratories.

With the blessing of black technology, it can be completed in just three minutes. Zhi Zhi carefully removed the mold along the edge of the baking pan, and transferred a large plate of sponge cake completely from the large baking pan to the work surface. I looked at the tool rack and saw that there was no knife that matched the length. "KFC, cut it into small pieces three fingers wide and three fingers long."

This time, KFC didn't reply for a long time. It took so long that Zhi Zhi thought KFC was stuck. [Excuse me, little master Gardenia, are the three fingers fingers or toes? Is it your finger? Someone else’s fingers in the lab? 】There are two big question marks on the smart brain monitor.

Put your hand on your forehead. That's right, this kind of imprecise statement cannot be understood by the black-tech brain. "KFC, cut this piece into 5cm by 5cm pieces."

Sure enough, the question mark on the monitor turned into two O words: [Follow your orders. 】

When Zhizhi returned to the dining table, everyone was already waiting for him.

He raised the tray in his hand. "The plate that was just served is toasted bread, and the plate in my hand is a small cake. It's a rare gathering today, and I originally wanted to make a cream cake. But I haven't exhausted the ingredients yet, so I have to make do with it."

First, he walked to Mr. Yuan and the three elders and gave each of them a small piece of cake. When he walked between Lin Siyu and Wen Renfeng, he handed the tray forward: "Master, mentor, please."

As expected, Lin Siyu reached out and took two pieces, and one piece fell into Zhima's bowl very naturally. Wen Renfeng opened his mouth, but finally no sound came out.

Zhizhi took another piece each and put it into their small plates, lowered her voice and said, "This is delicious." Then she slipped to the other side.

After a round, there was still half a plate, and the table was piled full of dishes. Just as he was about to put KFC on the countertop in the cooking area, he was stopped by Grandpa Bai. "Zhizhi. Can the old man take the rest away? Xiaobai's condition is not stable recently. I want to bring him something you made."

Uncharacteristically, the other grandfathers did not joke out loud. When Mr. Yuan saw Zhiwang, he nodded directly to him.

"Okay, okay, I'll ask KFC to pack it for you. How about packing some of this bun? Do you want lemon slices and bamboo tube rice?" I later remembered that Grandpa Bai said that Xiaobai was the third one. Marshal of the 3rd Army Group, Bai Fengshi. Unstable status? He didn't participate in the battle while he was stationed on the main star, so why was his condition suddenly unstable?

"Is Marshal Bai injured?" He asked, feeling that something was wrong with him. "What the hell... I'm going to the cooking station to pack it!" When I didn't ask, when I didn't ask, I didn't say anything~~ Hurry up and run away... He even saw Zhima's worried eyes.

"Hey...why are you running? Xiaobai is not injured. It's just that his mental power has been fluctuating too much recently. The institute said it seems to be upgraded again. Otherwise, if today is a good opportunity to make a living, I'll let him come directly. ." When Bai Lao saw Zhi Zhi rubbing oil on her feet, he called out.

As soon as these words came out, the grandfathers nearby laughed one after another.

"You're the only one who never stops taking care of your juniors for food every day."

"I've never seen eating and drinking go so smoothly. Zhi Zhi has never invited your little white guy."

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Mr. Yuan waved his hand towards Zhi Zhi, "Don't pay attention to them. Go and do what you have to do. You can put more lemon slices, and if you have bamboo tube rice, that's fine." Pointing to the untouched plate of bread on the table: "Just put all this bun in... Oh, by the way, don't forget to leave a sample as a pledge! Go ahead."