he wore it back

Billy worked as a chef for two years and worked in the cafeteria of the Eastern Legion's headquarters in Heather City.

This is not such a good place to go. If it wasn't for the economic downturn and the difficulty of finding a job, he would even prefer to work in a small restaurant on the roadside.

After all, as we all know, stay away from the commander and cherish life!

Even after only a few encounters with the grown-up, Billy had had enough of this disgusting behavior.

The most memorable time is that the other party came to the canteen of the military headquarters on purpose, claiming to understand the people's sentiments.

Regardless of dissuasion, he ordered a table full of dishes, and after eating two mouthfuls like alms, he frowned and fell to the ground, and scolded the head chef severely.

Said that Mr. Morse embezzled the meal expenses for himself, handicraft garbage, and the food he made would not be eaten by dogs!

But the canteen of the military department... where did the delicacies come from?

In the past few years, the general environment in the Eastern Territory has been bad, and the military resources are already very difficult. The number of meals is fixed every day, and there is only a little margin.

That day, many people didn't have enough to eat, which made Billy feel very ashamed. As a chef, he actually made the soldiers hungry...

At this time, he took the order from Cindy, which stated that he would order an extra meal for the commander in chief.

Billy suppressed the indignation in his heart, and moved the round spoon back and forth on several vegetable bowls. Billy was a little worried that this person was here to mess things up again.

The canteen is full of vegetarian dishes with clear soup and little water. The only meat dish is a kind of meatball mixed with wild vegetables, which barely tastes like meat.

He scooped two into the commander's rice bowl, which was already double the amount, and the other soldiers only had one ball for dinner.

Billy scooped up some vegetable cores and tofu dregs, and his hands shook subconsciously.

He thought to himself, it would be a waste to take it anyway, so it's better to save some for others to eat.

Finally, a bowl of clear soup is added, which is really clear and visible. It is cooked in a pot that has fried meatballs, without wasting any oil.

Billy had just handed over the loaded bowl when Morse, the chef, came out from the back kitchen.

He glanced at the food prepared by the little chef, and then scanned the list.

He asked in a muffled voice, "For the commander-in-chief?"

Billy nodded, and sincerely hoped that the commander-in-chief would eat and leave early, and that a death row prisoner would not come to the Huo Huo cafeteria.

He was very busy today, and like Cindy, he didn't have time to watch the live broadcast. He didn't know what intriguing things happened.

But when Morris was chopping vegetables, he glanced at the crystal screen by the way.

At this point, I cut the carrot slices into carrot shreds, then into diced carrots, and finally into shredded carrots... I had to put it away and change it to make meatballs tomorrow.

He stared at the bowl of food that was not delicious, not even full, and suddenly said, "Wait a few minutes, add something else."

Cindy, who was waiting by the side, looked at the elderly chef suspiciously, and said tactfully, "It's almost enough, he doesn't eat much."

As for the scalded throat, maybe there is only soup to drink.

Morse shook his head, but walked into the kitchen anyway.

Billy, who has always been obedient, followed behind and brought the rice bowl in. He secretly peeked at the chef's expression and guessed, "Are you going to add laxatives to it? I'll do it!"

In order to avoid accountability afterwards, it would be bad to remember the head chef.

Morse knocked the little chef on the head, "Stop thinking about it, go wash the pot."

After a while, Billy watched in astonishment as the head chef showed how to use fire magic to quickly cook a pot of smooth millet porridge with eggs and shredded pork.

Morse took out a small white porcelain bowl with an exquisite spoon from his treasure cupboard.

After he cleaned it carefully, he filled a bowl full of millet porridge, which was steaming hot and fragrant.

Billy couldn't help but swallowed, and looked at the head chef very puzzled, "Is this... for who?"

Before, the head chef scolded the commander-in-chief more than once. Even the last beheaded meal before participating in the trial of the death row prisoner, he refused to follow the rules and do it himself.

Now why did you suddenly change your temper and start a private kitchen? !

Morse looked at the millet porridge in front of him, his eyes seemed to be reddened by the heat. He waved his hand and replied, "Send it here first, it's just a bowl of porridge and water..."

If the delusional guess in his heart is true, no matter how scarce food is today, he will have a feast for the four domains!

Billy took out the rice bowl in a daze, the difference was that the place where the bowl of clear soup was placed was replaced by freshly cooked millet porridge.

When Cindy took it, her throat kept moving.

Without him, it is really delicious!

The head chef is now instructing the chefs below to handle the spoons, and he is on the sidelines to help, and he rarely cooks himself.

Even the meals for him and the deputy commander-in-chief had been prepared before, and there were no special extra meals.

Cindy resisted the urge to ask if there was another bowl of food, and brought the bowl of food to the single room on the second floor of the cafeteria.

People come in and out of the lobby, if someone comes to seek revenge, it would be bad if they want to die with the death row.

This kind of thing happened more than once before, and the commander really pushed people to the limit. At that time, the work of compensation and aftermath alone caused the military department to be devastated and miserable.

When Shi Hai looked at the familiar bowl of porridge in front of him, he couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

A long time ago, when he was busy until late at night, he wanted to have some supper.

Morse always strongly recommends this, saying that it warms the stomach, nourishes the body, and is good for digestion... He firmly refuses to eat the barbecue, fried skewers, and hot vegetables that he wants to order.

The past time is vivid in his mind, he is not sure what the other party means by this?

The food that can be prepared can never be overturned and wasted. This is a great humiliation to a conscientious chef.

Shi Hai's hand paused for a while, and finally scooped up a spoonful of porridge.

Hungry death row prisoners eat and drink without fuss, which is not excessive at all.

He was putting the spoon to his lips when Lopez held his hand.

Shi Hai raised his eyebrows and saw that the other party leaned forward a little, leaned slightly towards him, and took a breath of cold air from a moderate distance.

The porridge in the spoon suddenly became just right for the mouth.

"It will be hot." Lopez explained concisely, "Don't aggravate the throat injury and affect tomorrow's confession."

Shi Hai: "..."

In fact, he didn't intend to say anything tomorrow, so as not to reveal his secrets.

What's more, the so-called confession is of no value if it is not in person.

While eating the food, Cindy thought to herself, is the head chef planning to scald the commander to death, and then avenge his shame?

After cooling down the porridge water, Lopez sat back to his original position, continued to eat his dinner in an elegant manner, and added, "Drink this spoon first."

The implication is to continue blowing on the next spoonful.

Shi Hai held the porridge spoon, always feeling something strange.

The monster lay in the man's arms with a lazy posture.

Shi Hai didn't want to give the other party some kind of illusion, but the monster was so soft that he pulled it hard and was afraid of hurting his leg, so he had no choice but to give up.

Hronos glanced at the pretending Lopez with disdain.

If you feel hot, come here and blow it?

I even found a chance to touch my hand...

Obviously using magic, you can cool down the whole bowl!

It stretched out its tail and lightly touched the porcelain bowl, and the millet porridge inside turned from hot to warm, and finally maintained at an appropriate temperature.

After Shi Hai found out, he couldn't help but stroke the white hair on the top of the little thing's head to show his gratitude.

He drank the porridge and water slowly, and no longer needed help from others.

Lopez: "..."

Hronos triumphantly shook his pointed tail at him, with a proud expression, "Mi."