The gourmet boss who was delayed by the end of the world

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Chen Yuan was stunned, and his instinctive backward movements froze instantly. The muzzle of the gun was not attached to the skin, but the strong sense of presence made his nose swell immediately, and at the same time, a sentence flashed in his mind: " At that time, the gun was only 0.01 centimeters away from me, but after a quarter of an incense stick, the owner of the gun..."

click-

Chen Yuan saw Jiading's finger move, that was the sound of opening the insurance!

The owner of the gun wants to kill me!

After realizing this, Chen Yuan opened his eyes sharply, held his breath in his chest and dared not go up or down, his whole body was stiff, and he didn't even dare to move his eyes.

Fuck, are you serious? ? !

Fortunately, in the next second, the gust of wind blew past his ears, and K jumped up like a ghost, and unloaded the gun in Jiading's hand with a movement that Chen Yuan couldn't see clearly.

"Don't get hurt."

K glanced at Chen Yuan, put on the insurance, and threw the gun back to Jiading: "He is not from the Federation."

Jiading put away the gun, still staring at Chen Yuan suspiciously, and asked relentlessly, "Are you sure?"

"Ah."

K's answer was as short as ever, "Down to the bottom."

Chen Yuan, who survived the catastrophe, stood aside, sweating crazily. Hearing this, he was shocked again. When did you find out?How did you find out?What are you looking for?

The room with no lights turned on was only illuminated by the two windows on the east side. The three of them stood at equal distances, scanning the other two in the dusty beam of light, with vigilant eyes and slightly bowed bodies, all looking like they were about to explode.

After a while, Jiading withdrew his offensive posture, his face relaxed, and he raised his chin and nodded at Chen Yuan: "You know a lot."

Only now did Chen Yuan breathe out a breath of air, and half of his back broke out in cold sweat to restart the flood discharge, which soaked his vest in less than three seconds.

"Where."

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, grunted twice, and moved his face to ease his gaffe.

Unexpectedly, when Jiading heard this, he thought for a while, and replied honestly: "The sentence you just said is a dialect banned by the Federation. I can hear it but can't speak it, so I think you know a lot."

Uh?

Chen Yuan was stunned when he heard this, and seeing that Jiading hadn't figured out what was wrong, K interjected, "Have you handed in the lockbox?"

"handed in."

Jiading stood upright, and the tone of the reply was unwavering, as if switching back to AI mode with one click, "The city lord is contacting the Federation to ask about the disposal plan of the lockbox."

"Did the Federation mention what's in it?"

"I didn't say anything, I just emphasized that it must be retrieved."

K didn't continue to ask, turned around and saw Chen Yuan was staring at them with a serious face, he smiled a little, and said, "Brother Yuan is frightened, don't be afraid, you are absolutely safe in this city. We are only wary of the federal faction." Someone who came, but obviously you are not."

As he spoke, he took two steps forward, stood in front of Chen Yuan, smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and stretched his hand along Chen Yuan's left arm to the back of his waist.

"I'm sorry, this is Uncle Bai's relic, so I can't give it to you." He said it almost sticking to Chen Yuan's ear, and the hot breath made Chen Yuan get goosebumps all over his body.

Then, K forcefully opened Chen Yuan's slightly stiff fingers, and pulled a short knife from his palm.

About the length of a palm, with a silver blade and a copper handle, it is usually placed next to the lighter, but it was secretly hidden behind by Chen Yuan just now.

K held the knife up and down twice, scanning Chen Yuan from top to bottom, the corners of his lips curled up, and his tone was relaxed: "This knife is for cutting paper, it can't hurt people. If you want to use a knife, I'll find you a handy one."

Chen Yuan was caught on the spot, and he didn't feel embarrassed. He followed K and laughed twice, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and raised his head and said, "That's not necessary. The chef's battlefield is only in the kitchen, and the knife that hurts people is more important to me." They don't take advantage of it."

K narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Chen Yuan for a long time, raised his brows, "Come and see this."

With that said, he turned around and took two steps, and pushed open the only door in the room with a clatter.

The sudden light flooded into the room, causing Chen Yuan to squint his eyes immediately. After adapting to the brightness, he stared blankly, unable to believe what he saw!

It was a kitchen with half a wall of glass windows.The sunlight pouring in at 3 o'clock in the afternoon coated the whole set of solid wood cabinets with a warm golden halo. The space is much smaller than the kitchen of the villa in District 5, and everything has traces of use, but what surprised Chen Yuan was not the kitchen itself. It's what's inside.

In the shelf hanging on the wall, there are condiment jars crowded side by side. When you open it, you can find sugar, salt, monosodium glutamate, chicken essence, pepper...the usual condiments are almost all there.

Chen Yuan didn't care about being happy, and when he turned his head, he saw glass bottles of different heights neatly stacked in the corner of the stove, light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, vinegar, cooking wine, olive oil, and the labels on the bottles were also mixed in Chinese and English. have.

The label on one of the bottles was in cursive cursive characters, Chen Yuan couldn't understand it, so he sniffed it with the tip of his nose, and found that it was a bottle of rum!

Fuck, the brewing industry survived, too!

This fucking is also called the demise of industry and the disappearance of agriculture?

Back to the primitive society, I am afraid that only this unlucky F23114 eco-city!

Chen Yuan didn't know what expression to make, he twitched the corner of his mouth convulsively, shook the half bottle of rum, turned around and asked K and Jiading, "Do you know what this is?"

K and Jiading shook their heads together.

Compared to Jiading, who knows nothing, K is better, he can tell a thing or two: "These are the tools used by Uncle Bai to cook. He, like you, spends a lot of time in the kitchen tossing."

toss!

Listen to this is human words?

Being raised like a pig, you still think the master is torturing!

Chen Yuan snorted mockingly, but there was too much information in his mind, and he couldn't figure it out for a while, so he simply raised his head and gulped several gulps of wine.

Sweet and fresh, the wine with fruity aroma diffuses between the lips and teeth, and quickly travels up the nasal cavity to the brain center. The 40% alcohol content quickly relieves Chen Yuan's anxiety, making him float like a cloud , A full stomach of complaints flowed out like a flood after the gate was opened.

"I say you,"

Chen Yuan leaned on the cooking table, shook the half-bottle of wine, and poked at K and Jiading unceremoniously: "How much do you know about your federation? The city is so fucking behind You don’t think there’s anything wrong with drinking blood like a feather?”

K and Jiading looked at each other with serious expressions, and Jiading was the first to ask, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing is right!"

Chen Yuan patted the cooking table and showed them the glass bottles one by one: "Did you see this bottle? This is a product of the assembly line! This is a trademark. I don't understand what's below it, but it should be the name of the company." ...

"And this, this is finished cooking oil! You smell it, it's 100% extra virgin olive oil! Do you know how high-tech this high-quality cold-pressed oil requires?"

Obviously, K and Jiading didn't know anything about it.

Not only do you not know about cold-pressed oil, but you don't know anything else.

"What is the assembly line and the company?"

K frowned, his light hair turned wheat-colored in the sun, his eyelashes cast fanned shadows under his eyes, like a confused Persian cat.

Regarding K's question, even Chen Yuan, who was drinking, was at a loss for words. How should he talk about modern civilization with the uneducated tribal leader?

But soon, Chen Yuan thought of a point to solve the problem: "Whose room does this belong to? Where did these things come from? Since you know the owner of the room very well, you never asked him?"

"This is... Uncle Bai's room."

K replied hesitantly: "He is the person in charge of contacting the federal transportation team. The transportation team will send supplies every two weeks. In addition to the official quota supplies, they will also collect items in each eco-city and bring them to the next city. Barter.

"People in the city will ask Uncle Bai to exchange anything they need, so there are often things we don't know piled up in his room."

Transport team?

Hearing this, Chen Yuan understood a little bit. This fucking meant the same thing as the salesman in the past. Every eco-city is like a big mountain, with inconvenient transportation and poor communication.

"Oh, you are really, really..."

Chen Yuan sneered twice, before he finished speaking, he raised his head and drank up the wine in the bottle, and put the bottle heavily on the cooking table, "What a shitty life!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around abruptly, and carefully inspected this thousand-year-old kitchen again.

Even if he sees through something, Chen Yuan is unwilling to make any comments. The people in Baobuqi City are quite happy to live the life they have now, so why bother talking too much to destroy their happiness?

Besides, he is really a cook, not a superhero who can save the world. In the 22 years of his last life, the most brave move was to scold a hooligan who secretly took pictures of people's skirts on the subway, and he was still vigilant all the way afterwards. Fear of reprisals.

Without any skill points, he came to this world 'naked', unable to advance, attack or retreat, and unable to defend. Just dealing with the group of uncertain end-time people around him has already exhausted him physically and mentally. .

For salted fish, dog is the long-term solution, his pity for them can only be turned into motivation to cook more - after all, this is the greatest ability of his salted fish.

When he saw the seasoning, Chen Yuan guessed that the owner of this place should have mixed Chinese and Western tastes, and when he saw a bunch of knives hanging on the wall, his guess was confirmed.

Chef's knife, slicing knife, bread knife... A Chinese kitchen knife was mixed in a long list of matching Western-style knives. Chen Yuan's fingers gently stroked the blade with small gaps, imagining how it would cut meat on the chopping board bone.

As Chen Yuan himself said, the chef's battlefield is in the kitchen. When he sees all these seasonings, well-maintained knives, and the soul of a chef in his heart, his fighting spirit gradually ignites——

It's time to open the eyes of this group of end-time people raised by the federation as pigs!

Chen Yuan is gearing up and ready to go!

He turned on the switch, and the stove rattled for a long time, but there was no flame. He bent down and opened the cabinet door under the stove to see if the gas passage was smooth, but unexpectedly found a large bag of 'Flour' in the cabinet .

"What flowers are in the kitchen?"

Chen Yuan muttered suspiciously, knelt down and dragged out the heavy bag, opened the seal and had a look—it was a bag of fine white powder, and the smell...why was it so familiar? !

He immediately dipped his hand in some powder and tasted it, yes, it is indeed good flour on the bag!

Chen Yuan couldn't help being happy, he laughed for a while, then raised his head, and asked K and Jiading cheerfully, "Do you know what it means that I found this?"

The two heads shook in unison again.

In front of Chen Yuan, the two of them were like children in the top class of the kindergarten, they didn't know what to ask.

"represents……"

Chen Yuan supported the bag of flour and stood up, raised his chin haughtily, and said slowly: "You, Mr. Chen, have thoroughly seen through the federation's policy of fooling the people... and Jiading, you will soon be able to eat authentic soup dumplings .”

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