In those years of beating the enemy to work

The well-behaved young master left his oversized bedroom awake and ran to snatch her bed.I don't know what's wrong with the beating enemy.

She slept all night on the sofa with her head covered, and went to the empty bedroom the next day as usual, resigned to her fate, and folded the quilt that the young master had slept on.

Then, head to the kitchen before 7:40.

"Ah...today's breakfast is roasted beef tongue. It's really worthy of beating the enemy. You can eat meat early in the morning."

After searching in the freezer for a long time, there was no such thing as beef tongue. Just as Mu Ning was going to prepare other dishes in the storage room, he saw the small airship that was about to land at the door from the skylight.

"Ok?"

He walked out suspiciously, and then thought that most of the people who landed here safely were airships that came to deliver food.

"Are you sent by Chef Nit to pick up the goods?"

After the airship landed, a tall man in a black jacket stepped down from it.

"Everything is here, order it." The other party shook the list in his hand and took a deep breath with his cigarette in his mouth.

Mu Ning stepped forward to take the delivery list: "The chef didn't tell me to make these. However, if you just check the quantity, you can give it to me."

"Ah, all right." The other party nodded indifferently.

In the white cargo hold, the meat is neatly stacked on the shelves.Mu Ning looked through the list one by one.

"50 catties of beef tendon...beef tendon...ah, here."

"Next is... lamb chops..."

Then when the head chef finally remembered that the delivery was late, Mu Ning had already counted all the ingredients and came out of the airship.

"Hello, sir." She looked down at the list in her hand, not noticing the head chef who had just arrived, "The list you gave is equal to the amount of ingredients in the cargo hold. However, 50 catties of beef tendon Here, 7 catties of them have been pressed down by you, but they are still stale and spoiled. I counted these 7 catties, and they are worth 700 million ring nuns. I think, even if you beat the hosts of the Hakkas No matter how good the stomach is, I don’t want to spend a high price to eat spoiled inferior beef. Ah, and among the 30 catties of lamb chops, there are 6 catties of inferior lamb, which smells strong and does not have the milk flavor of other lamb. .and ox tongue..."

Every time Mu Ning said something, the expression of the delivery man became worse. Finally, he blew out the cigarette and cursed: "You know what. It's not fresh! I've been delivering goods to the beating enemy for so many years. It has always been this quality! It’s just these things! Do you want it today! Anyway, it’s not me who was punished for the master’s failure to eat!”

This obvious rogue remark made Mu Ning amused.She raised her head, and just as she was about to refute back, she saw the head chef standing not far away.

She paused, and found that the head chef didn't react unnecessarily.Looking at the proud face of the man in front of him, he still couldn't hold back his words: "Oh? Your remarks represent your company. You have to think about something before you say it."

Shaking the delivery list in her hand, she glanced at the name and contact number of Okeke Company on it, and raised her chin.

Sure enough, the man's face changed: "You want to complain to me?"

"Well, can't it?" Mu Ning raised his eyebrows, "By the way, I also want to ask the department in charge of training employees and the department in charge of supervision in your company what they do to cultivate such a sneaky thing like you."

"You!!" The other party raised his hand and opened it to Mu Ning.

"All right!"

The head chef uttered his voice and wanted to help Mu Ning out.

"Bang!!"

As a result, before the words were finished, the other party was slapped on the airship by Mu Ning, and he couldn't get it off.

"Huh?" Mu Ning turned his head in confusion, "Mr. Niter, have you spoken yet?"

"...Ah." Chef Nit pressed his forehead, his tone helpless, "I forgot that you graduated from the training room."

Mu Ning was even more confused: "Didn't the head chef graduate there?" Is there anyone who has not graduated from the training room before beating the enemy?By the back door?Hey, why didn't I get this treatment?

"No, I haven't been to the training room... Forget it, let's not talk about this." The other party waved his hand, went to the airship, picked out the person and threw him into the cargo hold, and then signaled the pilot to drive the airship away.

After that, the head chef called the supply company and asked that the fresh goods must be fully prepared by the afternoon, otherwise the cooperation would be terminated.

There was a burst of apology over the phone.Mu Ning thought about the deliveryman who was in a coma with nosebleeds in the cargo hold, and estimated that the deliveryman would be honorably laid off tomorrow and become an unemployed vagrant.

congratulations.

Ah... that's right.

Mu Ning covered his eyes.

Just ordering the goods seriously and thinking about going to work, I forgot whether the chef's interests are involved here... In case someone has cooperated with this delivery man in private and pocketed his own money--then I will not be a stumbling block ?

Mu Ning raised his head to observe the expression of the other party carefully, but the other party usually likes to have a bad face, and at first glance, there is really nothing to see.

"beep."

The head chef who finished talking with the supply company put down his phone, looked at the little girl who looked up at him, thought for a while, and patted the girl on the shoulder.

"Don't be so reckless next time, what if you meet someone stronger than you?"

Mu Ning said seriously: "No, I have assessed his strength and only said it after confirming that there is no threat."

The head chef raised his eyebrows: "Then what if the person you meet is stronger than you?"

"Then report this matter to you and let you come forward."

The head chef was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed: "You're pretty smart. Alright, let's go and process the ingredients. I can't cook the dishes on the writing board today, so find a way to make something else. You can also make a dish and serve it."

"……Ah good."

I can't figure out whether the other party's behavior of asking me to cook is a good thing or a bad thing, so I decided that something went wrong, and then I will respond at will-because this is the only way to go.

Not long after the two entered the room, the head chef and Ai Ye walked in.

"How did the airship leave without unloading?" the head chef asked suspiciously.

"The ingredients are not fresh, so I asked them to resend them." The head chef replied casually.

"Really? This company is so defiant that it even dares to lie about beating the enemy." The head chef jumped on the high stool of the cooking table and asked, "The dishes on the writing board can't be cooked, so what should I replace?"

"I'll let Mu Ning take charge of one, you and I will work together, let's take the lead for now."

The head chef looked at Mu Ning, then nodded, "This is the only way to go now."

And Mu Ning, who suddenly got the qualification to cook, walked to the freezer holding his chin.

Felines who eat meat early in the morning probably have little interest in vegetarian food, but proper dietary fiber supplementation is also good for the body.

Ah, there is.

Mu Ning picked up a large piece of sirloin that was not in stock.

The dumplings are ready.

The combination of meat and vegetables is fragrant and delicious.

Skilled in kneading noodles, rolling skins, and stuffing.

Then, round and chubby dumplings were born under the eyes of everyone.

Some of them were put into the steamer by Mu Ning, and the other part was thrown into the scalding hot water.

The time came to 8:53, and when Mu Ning's dumplings were all out of the pan and set on the plate, other people's dishes were still not ready.

The head chef looked at the time, and then said to Mu Ning, "Muning, bring one of your meat-wrapped dough, I'll try it."

"Mr. Nit, these things are called dumplings." Mu Ning brought him a steamed dumpling and a boiled dumpling.

Then without waiting for Mu Ning to remind, the head chef threw the dumpling into his mouth.

"Well……?"

After the skin was broken, the soup splashed out. The delicious taste made the head chef's eyes widen. His tongue was obviously numb from the hot juice, but he couldn't bear to spit it out.

"This thing..."

The head chef swallowed the dumplings, and he looked at the time on the wall—8:56.

That's too late.

So, he made a decision: "Muning, you send the dumplings to the top first. Hunter and I changed the dishes into desserts, and we'll be there in a while."

It is really stressful to go to the dining room of the main house of the Smashers alone and serve so many dangerous Smurfs.

Mu Ning's fingertips gripping the sleeves tightly, she struggled for a while, but decided not to back down.

She said: "Okay, Mr. Nit. Please rest assured that the host's meal will not be delayed."

Dumplings, which have been passed down for more than 800 years, will never lose to the world's delicacies.

Mu Ning took a deep breath, covered the dumplings with a thermal cover, loaded them into the car, and rushed to beat the enemy's main house.