The kitchen of the army was busy with the cooking soldiers, the sound of "ping-pong" pots and spoons colliding, the sound of "zilazila" food pouring hot oil, mixed with the occasional two shouts, the world was full of fireworks.

Cheng Xue was busy in and out of the kitchen all morning, pestering the cooking platoon leader who was busy and didn't know what to do, and finally made four dishes in the morning: peppercorn tender drunken chicken, scallion roasted carp, purple abalone in sesame sauce, mutton winter melon soup.

After confronting Fu Linyuan's madman yesterday, she had no choice but to continue to go further and further on the road of hugging Fu Huaiyuan's thigh.

Put all the dishes on his desk, smell the smell of a crispy and fragrant, and then cover the plate with peace of mind.

I started looking at my watch repeatedly from 11:30 a.m

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