Lin Liuliu swam ashore and ran all the way into the hotel.

In order to escape his punishment, he really risked his life.

I took the key to the door from the front desk, swiped the card into the elevator, and the moment the door was about to close, I saw the bodyguards rushing into the revolving door.

She hurriedly pressed the 18th floor.

Hurry upstairs!

There was a rumbling sound in the suffocating elevator car, and the sound of his own heartbeat.

As soon as their minds turned, they would definitely be able to find their room number, and they would not be able to return to their room for the time being.

If he is caught again this time, I don't know how he will torture himself!

So I went out from the 8th floor, turned around, ran to the freight elevator, and went down to the 2nd floor, where the kitchen and dining room were located.

It's a great place to hide.

She was barefoot, her hair and clothes were still dripping, and the ground was greasy and slippery, and she almost slipped several times.

She grabbed a pair of staff shoes, carefully reached into the back kitchen, and removed a chef's apron from a wall hook.

Brown color, white plaid and tied around the waist to act as a skirt.

lest you dress scantily, look boneless, and frighten passers-by.

It's almost dinner time, and the kitchen is in full swing.

The strong aroma of food fills the space.

Lin Liuliu's stomach grunted, and he was a little hungry.

I can't help but be attracted by the smell of food.

Stir-fried clams with chives.

Intoxicating aroma of wine, garlic, chili pepper......

Playing the palace merchant horn Zheng Yu is teasing her taste buds.

Wow, drooling!

Smelling such fireworks in the world, Lin Liuliu's heart actually rose with infinite longing for his future life.

She couldn't help but think: in the future, I will find a chef and cook food for me every day......

Every chef must have a delicate heart in order to make all kinds of unique tastes in the world.

If only my system juice could make something so delicious......

"Girl, who are you looking for?"

An uncle chef asked.

"I'm looking for Lao Wang, ah, it's my father. ”

Lin Liuliu is talking nonsense.

"Lao Wang, didn't he change classes today? His daughter is so old, it's very beautiful!"

The man marveled, looking at her.

"Uncle, I'm hungry. ”

Uncle Chef took a plate of dim sum from the steamer and served it to Lin Liuliu.

"You can find a place to eat by yourself, I'm too busy to talk to you at this time." ”

"Thank you, uncle. ”

"Wait, why are your clothes wet? It's going to catch a cold, there's a chef's uniform in the room over there, you pick a suitable suit and go change it first." ”

"Hmm. ”

Lin Liuliu secretly rejoiced that when he met a warm-hearted uncle, his luck was not ordinary.

She walked into the room that her uncle had pointed out and locked the door.

There are not many things in this room, the cabinets, tables and chairs are clean and tidy, and the towels and cups are arranged in order, which seems to be the chefs' lounge.

Sure enough, there were a bunch of clean chef clothes in the locker, and Lin Liuliu picked out a small set to change into.

I looked in the mirror and looked like a cute pretty chef.

Take a seat next to a small round table and destroy the plate of snacks first.

Wow, the golden quicksand bag, one bite down, the rich sauce bursts out, and it feels like the shell teeth have dug into the golden sand.

Wonderful!

The feeling of golden sand flowing through your lips and teeth is wonderful!

Another glass of juice would have been perfect.

Lin Liuliu's fantasy: What kind of sparks will a coconut fruit juice mixed with golden sand......

Ah, inspiration juice!

She suddenly remembered the bottle of inspiration juice she had made in the lab last year.

It was just a small system that only lasted three days, and she left it aside when she was done.

The laboratory only needs to be started with one button, and the system equipment can automatically make a bottle of juice.

And now, she needs to do it herself every step of the way.

Thankfully, she still remembers both the recipe and the process.

Right now, to get rid of that cuttlefish roll, you really need to get some inspiration to deal with him.

She got up, and in another utility room, she saw several unused microwave ovens, ovens, grinders, and juicers, as well as some smells of ingredients.

Following the incense, I walked into the food warehouse again.

This is a large and spacious room, with several rows of display shelves neatly arranged and filled with a variety of ingredients and condiments.

There is a fresh fruit and vegetable section, a full range of dried goods from the north and south, and the freezer also stores seafood, poultry and eggs and meat from all over the world.

The mystical fruit of Ghana.

Gubuazú, Peru.

Coconut fruit in Thailand.

Rafite in '82.

Pure lamb in Iceland.

Original yogurt from Qinghai.

Wheat flakes from the Altai region of Russia.

The hornbilled hornbill cuticle in the Brazilian rainforest.

......

All the ingredients and equipment are complete.

Picture perfect.

Lin Liuliu happily spun around.

God, you're my father, huh.

Picking out the ingredients she needed, she began to jingle and get busy.

Grinding, heating, simmering, blending, stirring, juicing.

All kinds of ingredients turned into elves in Lin Liuliu's hands, exuding a mysterious-like aroma.

Float out and occupy every corner of the utility room.

The kitchen knife cuts and cuts, the oven rumbles, and the grinder clicks.

Melons and fruits are flying, vegetables are beating, and meat, eggs and milk are swimming with dreams.

Twitter, t

Brazil's insects are eaten by birds,

The birds of Brazil are eaten by me,

The sheep of Iceland are curious,

Why am I here?

Thai coconut fruit juice,

82 years of Raphae is not out of style,

Peruvian melon farmers do happy events,

North American kids eating chicken,

Norway's dad cooks food,

It's sweet and sour, it's delicious.

do-

e-mi，mi-

e-do，

do-

e-mi-do-mi。

......

Lin Liuliu happily made juice and sang and danced the juice song he created casually.

The juice is finished and placed in a glass.

A small step for inspiration juice, a giant leap for human civilization.

Sniffed, hmm, why is there a bit of sand sculpture?

This taste is too weird, and it must be improved in the future.

Lin Liuliu found a clean juice bottle and poured the juice into it.

Tighten the cap, place under tap water and rinse at a water velocity of 0.5 m/s for five minutes.

After cooling, put it in the refrigerator and control the temperature at minus 3-5 degrees.

Just chill for 5 minutes and you're done.

Tick tock, tick tick, minute by minute.

Outside the door, a deep voice suddenly sounded in the kitchen.

"Have you ever seen a girl with wet hair come in?"

It was Rendong who came to him.

Lin Liuliu suddenly became nervous and hid by the door to listen.

"Oh, she's gone. ”

That uncle is blocking the demon for her?

Uncle, you are really powerful, Lin Liuliu secretly boasted.

"So she's just been here?"

Rendong didn't seem to believe it.

Brother Rendong, it's a good thing to be cautious, but it's not friendly to be too serious.

Click.

There seemed to be an extra footfootstep, approaching the door where she was hiding.

The footsteps are very soft, and the rhythm is slightly slow, about 0.75 seconds a step.

People who do systems are sensitive to these.

It's Mo Shenhao.

The footsteps of the cuttlefish roll always stepped into her heart.

It was as if the familiar footsteps in front of the library were approaching her step by step......

The footsteps were like raindrops under the eaves, dripping until dawn.

"Adilina by the Water" sounded in my ears, and the love was wonderful, and those wonderful memories of youth are still unforgettable.

His thoughts fell into the airport again, he picked up himself who was intoxicated at the time, poofed, stepped out of the hall, and carried her into the car.

Accompanied by the sound of his strong and well-proportioned heartbeat, the footsteps are like a song "Blue Danube" jumping out of the keys, tactful and melodious, relaxed and bright.

The music grew stronger and stronger, and his thoughts returned to the hotel, and when the vicious Senior Brother Mi tried to destroy them, it was he who picked her up with quick movements and protected her.

It was the sound of hurried footsteps, and the safest footsteps.

The sound of the footsteps was an intense "Spanish Bullfight", fiery and soaring, which stirred in her heart for a long time.

She loves Mo Shenhao, and she already loves it very much just by the sound of footsteps......