It’s not easy to be an interstellar chef

When Su Chaoqi was checking his pulse, Su Chaoliu heard that she was taking him out today, and couldn't help but asked strangely: "There won't be a live broadcast today?"

Su Chaoqi released Su Chaoliu's pulse and said, "You're recovering well. It's not in vain that I stew tonic for you every day."

Su Chaoliu's face fell when she mentioned those soupy tonics. She really wanted to taste Su Chaoqi's cooking skills, but not in this way.

"Should I continue drinking?" Su Chaoliu complained, "I feel bitter in my mouth."

Su Chaoqi let her go mercifully: "No need for today."

But that's just for today.

Okay, it would be nice to have a day without drinking tonic soup.

Su Chaoliu asked: "Then where are we going today?"

"Going to meet a client," Su Chaoqi said, signaling Su Chaoliu to change clothes, "This is my first client. I'm a little uneasy and I need you to accompany me."

"How strange," Su Chaoliu laughed at her, "You also have today."

Su Chaoqi's dressing style has always been light, pastel, and plain colors, with blue and white as the main colors. He looks pure, gentle, and graceful, but in fact, Su Chaoqi's behavior is extremely tough, and he is the kind of person who must do whatever he wants. type.

Her dressing style comes from the influence of her previous life. Traditional Chinese medicine is taboo about great joy and great sorrow. Red and green are too visually stimulating and will play an invisible role in making the atmosphere unpleasant during the conversation, so Su Chaoqi has always chosen Dress in colors that make people feel calm, and this habit has naturally been carried over to the stars.

But people who don't know Su Chaoqi are often confused by her beautiful appearance.

Su Chaoqi reached out and took Su Chaoliu's arm, and said with a smile, "I need you very much."

After the two joked with each other, they went out together.

For two people who have never met each other, it would be easier if there was an intermediary to bridge the gap between them, so this time it was Morissa's plan to invite both parties to have a small meeting at her private property. Gathering of friends and family.

Su Chaoliu and Su Chaoqi brought a small jar of unused sour pear jam as a gift to their master.

Morissa took the small gift and was a little surprised: "What is this? Can it be eaten?"

"Okay," Su Chaoqi said warmly, "You can soak it in water and drink it to give the water some flavor."

Holding this small jar of jam in her hand, Morissa took Su Chaoqi and Su Chaoliu to the living room: "Today I want to introduce to you the elders who have watched me grow up, Uncle Yue and Aunt Mi, and my hair." Small, Yue Ming.”

Su Chaoqi thanked her and said, "Thank you also for your introduction to us."

"It's a small matter," Morissa said nonchalantly, "After all, I can also benefit from your cooperation."

Yue Ming's family of three came, and Morissa specially invited her. This was a decision based on her understanding of Yue Ming's family.

She introduced each party, then used a small spoon to add a little jam to each person's cup, and poured hot water into it to dissolve.

Morissa smiled and pushed the cup to Yue's father and Yue's mother: "Uncle Yue and Aunt Mi have a taste. It's a gift brought by the imperial court."

Yue Mu held up the cup reservedly, originally just taking a symbolic sip, but after tasting the fruit tea after the sour pear jam melted, her eyes suddenly lit up: "This is delicious."

Su Chaoqi smiled and nodded: "As long as Madam likes it."

Yue Mu said: "This tastes very similar to the sour pear soup we had once."

Su Chaoqi answered: "Madam is right, this small jar of jam is made from pears, so it's normal for them to taste similar."

Yue's mother is a typical rich lady. Her husband works outside. She goes shopping and takes care of herself. Therefore, she is doted on by her husband a little naively. Because she likes the gifts they give her, she subconsciously has a good impression of the two sisters of the Su family. .

Yue Mu looked at Su Chaoliu and Su Chaoqi, and then said, "You two are very young. Are you still in school?"

"Yes," Su Chaoqi said, "My sister and I are both freshmen students at the First Military Academy."

Yue's father, who was casually listening to the conversation between his wife and Su Chaoqi, suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Su Chaoqi.

The two girls went to school according to Yue's father's expectations. After all, it is easy to go to school and get a degree in the interstellar world, but are ordinary schools comparable to the First Military Academy?

Being admitted to the First Military Academy represents a promising future. After all, the First Military Academy can provide students with too many resources.

But why do students from the First Military Academy come out to do live broadcasts?

Live broadcast is indispensable to please the audience, and the students admitted to the First Military Academy are all the proud ones of heaven. Why should they let themselves suffer this injustice?

Just when Yue's father was thinking, he felt a sharp gaze. When Yue's father came back to his senses, he saw another girl looking at him with warning eyes.

He realized that he had been staring at Su Chaoqi for too long due to his trance, so he looked back with a smile.

Yue's mother was reminded by the key word First Military Academy: "I remember that there was a lively incident in the First Military Academy... What was it?"

Lisa had the right to speak on this matter. She cleared her throat: "It's about the non-chef department students challenging the chef department students. The person involved is indeed Chaoji."

Yue's mother looked at Su Chaoqi in surprise: "You are so awesome."

Su Chaoqi responded humbly: "No, it's just a small thing, not worth mentioning."

Yue's father had already checked what happened on the optical computer.

These two children did not lie, and previous news well confirmed their identities.

After all, Yan Hanguang has come forward, and Yan Hanguang cannot be manipulated by someone who has nothing to do with him.

This made Yue's father's evaluation of them rise a bit, but it did not affect his judgment of them - no matter how good these two girls are, there should be a certain team behind them.

Yue's father asked tentatively: "The two Miss Sus are indeed outstanding. I guess your parents have spent a lot of time cultivating you."

For two girls who have just grown up, if they have a team, their first reaction will definitely be family.

Su Chaoliu and Su Chaoqi looked at each other and did not answer immediately.

This unusual reaction made Yue's father frown.

"We have no parents," Su Chaoqi said, "We are from Zone Z."

Yue Ming's family of three were all stunned.

Yue Ming even blurted out: "No, people in Zone Z can also go to university?"

Moissa calmly crushed Yue Ming's toes with her heel.

The table shook, but everyone pretended that it didn't happen.

In this case, Yue's father had to bow his head and apologize: "I'm sorry, I didn't know these things."

Su Chaoqi shook his head: "We don't care. It's not up to us to decide where we were born, and we don't think being born in Zone Z is a stain."

Such a frank attitude is very popular. People like Yue Fu have been immersed in shopping malls for many years, and there is no sign of any disobedience on their faces.

If it's not that they have extremely high status at a young age, then that's what they really think.

No matter which one it is, it deserves a high enough rating from Yue Fu.

"Then I don't understand even more," Yue's father asked directly, "It must have been difficult for the two of you to get to where you are today. Why don't you focus more on your studies?"

Let's not mention Su Chaoliu's individual soldier department. After Su Chaoqi graduated from the Biology Department, she could easily get a job with a good salary by virtue of her reputation at the First Military Academy. They are now doing live broadcasts, which is completely thankless for their efforts.

Come, this is an unexpected problem for Su Chaoqi, and it is also the key to their cooperation this time.

Su Chaoqi asked instead: "Mr. Yue, what does food mean?"

Although his question was not answered, facing a girl who was younger than his son, Yue's father did not care. Instead, he answered Su Chaoqi's question seriously: "It is the first source of superpower warriors to supplement their superpowers, and also A luxury item.”

Su Chaoqi immediately replied: "Don't you think this view is very utilitarian? In Blue Star, cooking is a skill that everyone can master, and everyone can easily enjoy delicious food."

Yue's father somewhat understood what Su Chaoqi wanted to do. He looked at this young and immature girl with incredible courage: "But the difficulty of obtaining ingredients now is not at the same level as that of Blue Star, and it is natural that they are expensive."

Su Chaoqi pointedly pointed out: "But is it really just a matter of ingredients? Isn't it that someone deliberately doesn't want people other than chefs to know how to cook food?"

She exposed the truth about the industry so bluntly that several others drank water to hide the embarrassment on their faces.

In fact, everyone knows these things, but they tacitly do not say it out loud because they all have vested interests.

They enjoy such a superior feeling, but a delicacy creates a gap between people.

Many products are expensive because of the high cost behind them, but judging from how easily Su Chaoqi made a plate of tofu, is this cost really high?

"Miss Su, don't say such words again," Yue's father warned and admonished, "I think you also know that there is a price to pay for telling the truth."

Su Chaoqi was not a ungrateful person. She nodded: "Thank you for reminding me. I know. I know very well that only the higher the power, the more right you have to speak."

These words were unacceptable, but Yue's father also saw that this girl didn't know anything. On the contrary, she knew, but she still had to do it.

He couldn't say whether Su Chaoqi's idea was correct or not, but at least he recognized Su Chaoqi's courage to do it and challenge it.

Seeing that the topic was getting more and more serious, Morissa quietly kicked Yue Ming to let him relax.

Yue Ming, who had been her friend for many years, instantly understood what she meant. He cleared his throat, directed the others' attention to him, and said nonchalantly: "So, having said all that, what is the purpose of building this factory?" Still don’t build it.”