Interstellar Food God [System]

First class in the morning.

The history teacher turned off the video: "The above is the whole story of the Battle of Bright Star a month ago. Presumably this battle will be written into the history books. It is worth mentioning that Mr. Modi, who assisted General Louis in the video, is our Ban Mo Classmate Fei's father!"

There was thunderous applause in the classroom, Mo Fei's face was flushed, wishing he could get into the cracks in the ground.

Second class.

The natural teacher turned off the video: "The spiritual link between General Louis and Mr. Modi in the video is a strong proof of the theory of spiritual compatibility. What we are especially proud of is that Mr. Modi, who assisted General Louis in the video, is The father of our classmate Mo Fei!"

There was thunderous applause in the classroom, Mo Fei couldn't wish for death, he wished he could get into the depths of the earth.

third period.

The teacher of the moral education class closed the video: "Through this battle, we can see that in the face of crisis, what we can rely on is not power or money. When the world is on the verge of collapse, those things have already disappeared. What really matters is us. courage, wisdom, strength and sense of responsibility!"

"General Louis and Mr. Modi in the video are people with such beautiful qualities. They are our role models and spiritual leaders, and Mr. Modi is the father of our classmate Mofei! And General Louis," the teacher smiled meaningfully , "Presumably he will soon become Mo Fei's stepfather!"

There was thunderous applause in the classroom, Mo Fei grabbed the table with his head, and finally passed out.

hospital.

Modi peeled an apple for Li Heyan: "I will be discharged from the hospital this week."

Mr. Li was fat and fat, with a red face: "Yes, the hospital still can't stay longer. That kid Chengfeng runs the store well, and I don't want to go back to work for the time being. I plan to go to the mountains and play in the water first. Write and draw, and go back to accompany my old man."

He paused: "But you, are you really not working in Li's Restaurant?"

"Thank you for your attention, but Li's Restaurant Chengfeng is doing very well," Modi smiled. "I also want to open my own restaurant. It must be interesting to build it from scratch."

"Hey, it's good for young people to be aggressive." Li Heyan smiled and sighed again, "It's a pity that my son is not lucky to be with you after all."

Modi looked up at him, and Mr. Li was a little embarrassed: "I just...just talk about it. In fact, when I first helped you, it was because I loved my talent, and on the other hand, I felt that I could deal with you. In fact, there was another reason , just for my worthless son."

"Give Chengfeng a friend who is the same age but better than him. If he is an opponent, he will be motivated. Besides," Mr. Li blushed and scratched his cheeks, "I think you are quite suitable for him, that kid Too bear, you can restrain him."

Modi didn't know what to say, so he could only laugh a few times: "Chengfeng is so good, he will naturally have his own good fate."

At this time, the door opened, and Li Chengfeng and Ziyue came in arguing. The two were rivals before, but they didn't confront each other later.

Li Chengfeng looked irritable: "Where can I find you? Sangmen star doesn't have such a big liquidity!"

Ziyue sarcastically said, "As if I wanted to see you. I'm here to invite Master Li. Master Li wants to embark on a journey to find the roots of interstellar food. He promised to write a column for our magazine. What's your business?"

"My dad has just recovered, why are you here to find fault again? Are you looking for money?!"

"you……"

Li Heyan hurriedly separated the two of them: "I said I wanted to write it myself, you bastard, why are you talking to editor-in-chief Ziyue?"

Li Chengfeng sarcastically: "Hey, you were a deputy before, so you're now the editor-in-chief? You finally fired your immediate boss by relying on your father?"

"What do you know?" Ziyue rolled her eyes in an extremely refreshing and gentle manner, "I am talented!"

Modi suppressed a smile, said hello, and left first. He heard the two arguing endlessly when he left the ward, which was surprisingly suitable.

First Army small lunch time.

Together with a few classmates, Mo Fei walked to the table with the dinner plate.

"Wow," a chubby man put his hands together, his face full of dreams, "Chef Mo is your real father, General Louis is your stepfather, Mo Xiaofei, you want to go to heaven!"

Mo Fei was proud and embarrassed: "Stop talking..."

Another skinny man pushed his glasses solemnly: "Before the war, everyone in the entire interstellar objected to Mr. Mo being with the general. Now that they know that they are a perfect match, they all want to cry and beg Mr. Mo to please." Don't leave the general, just get married."

"Speaking of which, your dad is the number one cooker in StarCraft, he can play games, he can also drive the Yinhe, he is so courageous, and he has high mental strength..." The little fat man looked forward to it, "My mother will completely become your father's." I'm a fan, telling me all day long that we wouldn't exist without him, and also saying that I'm so good at eating, why can't I be so good at cooking, can you give her some credit..."

The thin man with glasses pretended to clear his throat, "So, when will they...cough, end..."

At this time, the little girl who had helped Mo Fei during the fight with Little Yorkson came over and said, "Hi, Xiao Feifei."

Mo Fei's ears turned red, and he stood up: "Do you girls have to call me that..."

The little girl laughed, playful and cute: "Don't you like it?"

"I dare not..."

Suddenly, there was a silence in the cafeteria, and it turned out that Little Yorkson came in alone. He looked around indifferently, and went to cook with a plate, but the pork chops he got were a circle smaller than others.

"Little Yorkson's family is also ruined," the little girl said while looking at the other side. "It is said that Old Yorkson is a traitor... Actually, the parents in our school have channels, and they know that it is true."

"Old Yorkson almost caused the destruction of the light star, the collapse of human society, and he died a long time ago. The rest of his family can basically catch and drive. Little Yorkson was so arrogant in the past, and no one is following him now. Talk." She smiled again and said to Mo Fei, "Do you remember that he bullied you before? Whoever dares to bully you now will love you to death."

Mo Fei blushed, and the little girl ran away with a smile, leaving him scratching his hair in a daze.Two little classmates came over, smirking and elbowing him, Mo Fei had no choice but to say, "Eat, eat, you two talk too much!"

military.

The leader of the scientific research team looked at the test results in shock, and asked Louis: "My lord general, what panacea did you take? Your runaway aunt who came back once a month is gone. I'm so used to it!"

The corners of Louis' eyes twitched, thinking: That's why he hates the scientific research team!

"It's nothing," Louis said solemnly and coldly, "Let's talk about a relationship. I feel comfortable, and the other party's spiritual power is smooth, and it will be much better if it is gradually affected."

The leader of the single dog group received a critical blow and was speechless for a long time while clutching his chest.

Louis hooked the corners of his mouth imperceptibly: You are the one who abused.

The team leader then asked: "Is it the little white balls he gave you before? Or does he cook for you every day? Mental power is most abundant when you are creating. It is indeed helpful for you to eat more." It's good, but why don't you use it for our research."

The general choked, said something and left beforehand, and left the research room.

Which pot is not open to mention which pot!

Modi is a good chef, and he has never cooked for him once!

Louis strode angrily in the corridor, and countless officers around him dodged for fear of being affected.

why?He couldn't figure it out even though he was thinking about it.

He wants to eat the meal made by Modi! !

Pushing open the office door, and seeing Jerry slumped on his desk like a dead turbot, Louis said coldly, "Is this all your territory now? What's the matter? How long has it been?" It's time, it's been half-dead."

"I can't get my partner," Jerry cried, "I'm so handsome, so rich, so smart, so romantic, so talented, so why can't I get my partner! And he obviously likes me, Woooooooooooooooo..."

The corner of Louis's mouth twitched. He didn't want to pay attention to the prodigal son who was too flirtatious. He turned on his brain and looked at his savings. He frowned: "The money still hasn't been transferred."

"Why are you so eager to spend money?" Jerry leaned over crying bitterly, "Buy a house for your partner and propose."

Louis's expression moved subtly, he took out his pocket, and covered it with his poker face: "Modi has opened a restaurant, and there are too many investors. I want to buy shares, but I can't get in." He propped his forehead, "He recently It's too hot, I can't watch it anymore..."

Jerry was immediately injured by [-] points, and with a wow, he really cried out.

Modi's restaurant under renovation.

Modi took over a beautiful and gorgeous crystal trophy, and joked to the old fox president of the Star Culinary Association: "Thank you, it has finally been delivered to me after more than a month." He thought for a while, "No, Shouldn't it be given to Li's restaurant, what do you mean by giving it to me alone?"

"The best chef," the president pointed to the words on it, "Chef Mo opened his own restaurant, if he only recognizes the money but not the words."

Modi looked at him with a smile and shook his head: "I still treat you to dinner, you don't have enough, and you still don't like me that much. Later, I'll cook you another meal, and I'm sure you will have a higher opinion of me."

"Don't, be careful, I'm in love with you." The shameless old president grinned, and sat on the sofa with full elegance, "Then he was blown to pieces by the general driving the Black Hawk...God, please, don't give me love." Cook and eat, who eats what you make and hates you?"

"No," Modi chose a place to put the trophy on, and said with a smile, "I'm still confident in this."

The system snorted proudly and wagged its tail for praise.

Modi thought: Thank you, you are great.

The system cheered, Sa Huan rolled and laughed.

Modi: "..." So noisy.

"By the way," the president took a sip of his tea, and the system announced that his favorability increased by ten, "Are you really going to reject the Gong family's investment? There is such a big gap in funds, can you fill it in yourself?"

Modi smiled: "Do you know how much I paid for the last show?"

President: "..."

The president flipped the table: "There will be some stinky money! I won't chat with you anymore!"

"Okay, okay," Modi quickly pulled him back, "Why don't you stay for dinner if you don't agree with each other? There is a reason for me to vote for that piece myself, and then I will give half of it away."

The president opened his eyes wide at first, and then smirked: "Oh... hey, I understand. I said, whatever you give, it's all pre-marital property. If you don't sign an agreement, you won't spend it together after marriage."

Modi's ears turned red, he ignored him, and studied his own affairs.

Louis' birthday is three days away.

This day is quite commemorative, and it's time to cook him a meal.