Interstellar Chef Raising a Baby

Liu Weiwei wants to open a chef school, but this idea is actually not a day or two.

It's just that she used to stay at the base for a long time and was embarrassed to abduct the soldiers, instead of recruiting apprentices in the base.

And like Zhen worked **** them, she met by fate, and in the past few years she has not accepted a large number of apprentices.

For many large-scale events, she relied on robot cooking to support her past.

But whether it is her own personal tasting experience or the research of experts like Li Sanpang, they have come to the conclusion that robots can cook, but they are not as good as the spiritual catalytic effects of human chefs.

In short, the meals cooked by human chefs are warmer than robots.

According to statistics from the Scientific Research Bureau, her cooking has a positive effect on most people's mental power.

The robot’s cooking has no effect at all.

Even most of the restaurant dishes on the market have been found to produce certain mental fluctuations in humans, but they are very weak and extremely unstable.

There is nothing special about her cooking. If we have to say it, every recipe comes from the system, and her proficiency is in the system training room, and her long-term practice has reached 100%.

Therefore, Liu Weiwei initially suspected in the past few years that, in addition to the human chef factor, this kind of stable mental power is caused by system recipes and catalyzed by chef proficiency.

Unfortunately, her sample of apprentices is not large enough, and their cooking skills are not as good as hers. Basically from scientific data, it is impossible to determine whether her guess is correct.

However, she just saw Director Xue happily eating claypot rice, and she suddenly felt that she could give it a try.

If we can run a kitchen school like New Oriental, we can bring out a batch of students, and then let the first batch of students bring the second batch of students.

By analogy, her recipes can be fully promoted in less than ten years, and the number of chefs can be greatly increased.

Those who cook with their heart will never lose their jobs.

Taboo doctors are the most terrifying.

The most urgent thing is to produce high-volume elite chefs.

She glanced at the robot and looked at Director Xue very firmly.

"The school cafeteria needs chefs, and not only universities, but also middle schools, elementary schools..."

"Even outside the school, there are many companies, many public institutions, and employees also need lunch."

"If the prices are as cheap as here, everyone will want to eat in the cafeteria."

She drew a huge pie, pulled Director Xue in directly, and stuffed it into his mouth abruptly.

When Director Xue left, the whole person was walking with the wall...

If you can really do it, you can really train a group of chefs, and extend the canteen to elementary schools and even kindergartens, and to the office buildings of the Education Bureau, then the picture is too beautiful even Director Xue thinks about it.

He had forgotten how to answer Liu Weiwei, only knowing that he had agreed incoherently.

After Director Xue left, soon, within a week, various colleges and universities promoted the canteen at a terrifying speed.

Schools without vacant rooms have even created open-air canteens, greenhouse canteens... and all kinds of weird ones.

Basically all educational forums are in full swing.

[Tell everyone, I also have a cafeteria in Mingda University! 】

[Where is the junior sister from the comprehensive university? Come back soon! We also have a cafeteria. 】

[Muscle guys in the military school, listen up, let go of the girls in the conservatory! 】

[School girls, the men from Guangzhi College call you to go home for dinner! 】

One after another weeping and touching posts, one after another.

The most unruly students in normal times cried to these posts and became a big fool.

The suffering of the past few months, the pain of watching others eating and drinking nutrients; watching others soaking up a younger sister, lying in a daze in the dormitory, all well!

However, recalling the past, the scenes seemed to be in front of them, and they all shed tears of excitement.

When they finally found the younger sister and both entered the canteen where they got their wish, they almost called the canteen robot to call Dad!

"Woo, this scallion chicken drumstick is so delicious, and it looks exactly like the one in the post~ I'm so touched, today I finally tasted this legendary smell, woo woo..."

"Is this the wine vanilla head? Wow, I wrote more than 300 complaint posts. I finally got it... I really want to cry!"

"This cold tofu looks like the picture, it looks better than marble! Reluctant to eat it, oh, I want to remember today's historic moment!"

In the cafeterias of every school, there are such ghosts crying and howling.

Even these crying posts went to the Education Bureau to repost a wave.

"Xue Ju, let go of your dog's head this time!"

"Yes, good job, next time you come to school, please have a sirloin pot~"

"Yes, Xiao Xue, let's be a good individual from now on!"

"Have you received the 3D pennant for you? @薛主任."

"Welcome to visit the cafeteria of our school, I think it is much more beautiful than the one in the military school~ The robot is also cute, wearing a pink apron~"

"Love you, Old Xue!"

Director Xue's scalp was numb, and he couldn't hold back watching in the middle of the night, and she also shed old tears.

Look, these children know how to appreciate him, what a conscientious child, and even invite him to dinner.

As for the dog's head, he automatically filters it.

Now his eyes are full of harmonious filters, and all posts are beautiful.

Of course, Director Xue's work is not over yet.

He personally found someone to help Liu Weiwei open a kitchen school throughout the whole process, and the school building site selection, teaching staff, and even enrollment publicity all helped her out.

Originally, Director Xue wanted to figure out how much funding the Education Bureau had left over the past two years, but the big local tyrant Saibands stepped up and directly allocated 100 million yuan.

Saibandes also asked Liu Weiwei happily, asked to be a manager of the kitchen school, and strongly demanded to be the school's cooking teacher.

Everything went according to plan in an orderly manner.

The students were in high spirits, their happiness index was rising, and even their parents were all smiles, just as happy as having eaten the food.

However, some people are embarrassed.

Sang Long of the Gastronomy Association is skeptical of life.

"So many canteens are open? The robot is cooking, she is crazy!?"

"The Education Bureau is crazy too?! They have the money to buy spices!?"

He also wanted to wait to see their tragic bankruptcy ending. In the end, the financial deficit, the Education Bureau could be blamed and resigned from top to bottom. As a result, their food association was invited to have tea again.

This time, it was directly from the Ministry of Commerce.

But it was not the minister or deputy minister who came forward. It turned out to be just an office secretary.

"Here is the latest market price of the seasoning, please take a look."

Sanglong almost bit off his tongue, "!"

Since the chairman fell ill three months ago, he heard of repeated blows and his heart has not been well.

Sanglong has been presided over the affairs of the association during this period.

He originally thought he could hold on, but now he feels that he has to go to the hospital and be a friend of the ward with the president.

"Chairman Sang, this company has cooperated with the Military Research Bureau to launch a new formula of seasonings, which greatly reduces the expensive cost in the past." The secretary of the Ministry of Commerce also spoke very particular about it. Mass production and promotion as soon as possible.

Sanglong stared, "Impossible! There must be a problem with its formula!"

The condiments have always been monopolized in their hands, and he knows the true cost very well.

However, now he doesn't know what the Ministry of Commerce means?

Force him to lower the price?

Others have no formula at all and no technology to produce.

As a result, Sanglong soon discovered that the other person looked at him like a fool.

"Chairman Sang, you don't believe that new technologies are excusable, so join me and see it with your own eyes."

In Sang Long's incredulous gaze, he watched the robot walk in with his own eyes, holding an unknown strange package, salt, sugar, vinegar, soy sauce... all unfamiliar trademarks.

What's even more ridiculous is that the robot cooked in front of him and completed a mapo tofu that even ordinary chefs can't cook perfectly.

Sang Long only ate half a piece of tofu, and his chopsticks fell off.

"President Sang, it tastes good, right? The cost of such a tofu is less than 20. If you include labor and store rent, this large plate is at most 50."

The secretary of the Bureau of Commerce smiled, and soon announced a more cruel fact.

"We will broadcast this good news on the Star Alliance News Channel tonight. I believe that restaurants on all planets will soon drop in price, right?"

This is not a question, but obviously an affirmative.

Sanglong didn't eat tofu, but the threat of Chi Guo Guo.

Condiments are worthless, and ingredients are worthless. Trying to sell dishes at high prices?

Even robots can cook an authentic mapo tofu. Are human chefs eligible to increase the price?

It's impossible!

Sang Long wanted to vomit blood, but couldn't vomit it out.

The aftertaste of Mapo tofu in the mouth is both spicy and fragrant, the tofu is crispy and tender, and the meat is elastic...Mom!

"Secretary Huang, we have been cooperating with the Ministry of Commerce, we pay taxes..."

"Chairman Sang, advancing with the times, the times are different."

The Ministry of Commerce will not carry this price gap and be hammered to death by the masses.

There is no such thing as cooperation between the two parties and the prior knowledge.

Sang Long walked out of the business bureau, his legs were like noodles. He didn't know whether he was shocked by the mapo tofu made by the robot or was angry with the faces of these people.

Price cut!

Jump off the property price!

No one can stop... anymore.