Breakfast was brought in, and Natalie's eyes were red. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After she cleaned up the bed, Cheng Qianxun secretly stuffed a small half of bread with a small piece of sausage to her, and watched her quickly stuff the bread into the pocket of her apron, and then asked, "The gunshot just now... ”

Natalie's voice trembled slightly: "The guest felt that the cup was not clean, and the lieutenant colonel ordered to kill Anne." ”

Must have done the stupid thing of spitting in a cup again, and Sneijder's mind was clearly getting more and more thoughtful. Cheng Qianxun sighed slightly and said softly: "Although doing some small actions can make you feel more comfortable, what can you change?" Even if they are eaten to death, the higher authorities will send other people, maybe they are not as good as them. ”

Natalie nodded, picked up her pajamas she had changed into and went out.

After a while, there was a knock at the door, it was another maid, and it was Regger who told her to go.

When they arrived at the dining room, they saw Regel and Sneijder sitting at the table, with only coffee in front of them.

Regel asked, "Do you know how to cook?" ”

Cheng Qianxun was stunned, Regel's anger was still gone, and he was a little helpless: "If you can, help us make a breakfast." ”

Sneijder smiled, graceful and calm: "Don't be angry about such a trivial matter, if they feel that there is more blood in their veins than saliva, although it is wasted." ”

Sure enough, Cheng Qianxun thought about it and replied: "I didn't do very well." ”

"Looks like you're not our ally, so at least you can swallow what you burn." A maid had just died, but Sneijder was still in a mood, as if it was an ant who had died.

"Just get it fast, just clean it." Regel waved his hand and asked the maid to take her to the kitchen, before continuing to chat with Snyder.

The kitchen is next to the dining room, which was supposed to be a private house, but it was "requisitioned" by the army, and as for the original owner, God knows where.

When I went into the kitchen, the stove was very clean, but it was so clean that there was not even a pot, and I saw the maid and the cook standing silently, and sometimes silence was more embarrassing than insults.

Cheng Qianxun looked left and right, and everyone standing looked at her silently, just waiting for her to rummage through the boxes and cabinets to find pots and pans. Just go straight to it: "I need to get two breakfasts, for my life, and for your life." Now there is no shortage of bullets in the chamber, and it doesn't matter how many more corpses there are in a large pit somewhere. ”

After the cook and the maid looked at each other, at last one of them moved a chair and took out a pan from the cupboard above, and then the others began to take out all the things needed to cook the food from the corner.

Sliced bread, butter, two poached eggs per person, fried bacon, when it was put on the table, Sneijder looked at the watch on his wrist and was very satisfied: "It took less than six minutes." ”

Legel said to Cheng Qianxun, who was standing next to him, to the maid who put breakfast on the table: "You should thank her, I originally planned to shoot one in more than fifteen minutes, and then shoot one every five minutes until we have breakfast." ”

It seems that they are satisfied that she solved it herself, and did not need to spend bullets to tell the cook how to cooperate. Cheng Qianxun hurriedly said: "They are all willing to cook food for the two chiefs, otherwise how can I be so fast." ”

The maid who was putting breakfast secretly looked at her, and silently quickly got to stand beside Cheng Qianxun.

Sneijder and Regel began to eat, and both Regel and Sneijder liked to eat slightly raw eggs, medium rare. Eating together so many times let her know the preferences of two people, even if they forget everything, but preferences are innate.

After eating, Snead wiped his mouth with a tablecloth and threw it on the table: "It seems that all the people there are good cooks." ”

He seemed to have a chatter: "I don't eat much Chinese food, only two or three times." ”

"The major is willing to give me a look and stay for lunch, of course I can't ask for it." Regel was of course happy when he heard it, and instructed Cheng Qianxun: "You can also cook lunch." ”

Although she doesn't cook much, even if she pulls you to the cliff and asks you to fly, you can only jump down, either fall to your death, or really fly. Cheng Qianxun replied with only one word: "Yes." That's the only way to answer that.

There was a vinyl record in Regel's office, and no one slept in Turandot tonight, and if she didn't make a good lunch, she wouldn't be able to sleep tonight, and Regel wouldn't shoot her, but the others might be miserable.

I also listened to "Turandot", so Yaxing, I hope that the food she cooked can destroy the oriental feelings at this time.

Cheng Qianxun reluctantly walked into the kitchen, although it was still early before lunch, she still got ready first.

This time, the cooks and maids were very cooperative, and everything was put in place and not hidden.

Two soldiers came in with a basket full of ingredients and placed it on the ground. Even when it was to transport things, they still carried their guns on their backs.

After putting down the basket, one of them helped back the gun that had fallen from his shoulder, with his head held high, with a cold and disdainful look: "There is still a bag of rice in it, and the lieutenant colonel ordered to burn more authentic Chinese food." After saying that, he saluted and walked out.

I don't know why, when they raise their hands and shout "Hi Hete" in a serious manner, the atmosphere will be unusually cold, but in TV and movies before, I always feel a little happy. And when the reality is seen, the tension fills the room like a cold Siberian snap.

Cheng Qianxun took out a sack from the basket and shook it, but he didn't expect to get rice in this place, about five catties.

Let's cook rice first, but how to cook rice, I used to use a rice cooker, and I just plugged in the power supply when I got the rice. Where to find a rice cooker here, do you want to go into the oven and make popcorn?

Well, theories sometimes analyze the law, the rice needs to be added with water, and then the lid is kept covered... Then cook slowly over low heat. Cheng Qianxun asked a cook to watch the fire and call her when the water boiled dry. Turning to look at the ingredients that were delivered, there were not many dishes that she could cook.

Seeing the potatoes and the chicken, she decided to cook the potato and chicken soup. Let the cook pluck the feathers and remove the internal organs, and the rest of the people peel the potatoes and put them in the water for preparation.

While they were busy, suddenly Reggle and Sneijder walked in: "What does it smell like?" ”

At this time, the cook who was watching the fire noticed that black smoke was gurgling from the rice pot, and she reached out to open the lid of the pot, and suddenly there was a strong smell of burnt food in the kitchen.

The rice was burning, and she hurriedly reached for the pot, but she cried out with an "ah", and her hands were so hot that she retracted.

Cheng Qianxun picked up two rags, blocked the pot handle with the cloth, and put the rice pot next to it. I heard the bottom of the pot sizzle when it touched the wet place, and it seemed that the pot was going to be wasted.

"It smells so burnt." Regel frowned slightly, with a bit of banter: "Are you planning to burn the house?" ”

Snead looked at the pale cook with a bit of gloom: "Every day, a large number of people starve to death, but you are wasting food. ”

The signs were not quite right, and Cheng Qianxun hurriedly defended: "I called her like this, this is also a dish, a dish made of grain." It's normal for Chinese food to smell heavy when cooking oily food, so blame me for not saying it beforehand. ”

Snead looked at the pot, which was a little brown rice on the surface, and the corners of his mouth showed a little sarcasm: "Then I'll see what kind of dish this is at noon." ”

Regel and Sneijder were different from any other than before, and although they spoke politely, they always revealed a terrifying aura. Cheng Qianxun watched the two of them go away with a little trepidation, not to mention the others.

After they left, everyone was almost relieved, and the cook who had burned the rice looked at the rice pot worriedly: "What should I do?" ”

Cheng Qianxun took her hand and looked at it: "It's blistering, hurry up and rinse it with water and put on some medicine." Don't worry, there will be a way. ”

The cook went to the side to take medicine with anxiety, looking at the pot of burnt rice, Cheng Qianxun sighed slightly: "Take the rest of the rice, it should be enough." ”

Regel and Sneijder sat down, and when they saw the three dishes and one soup on the table, Regel laughed: "Isn't Chinese food all on the table?" ”

Cheng Qianxun, who was standing next to him, replied: "The restaurant meal is all cold pots, and the stir-fried dishes are served one by one." But it's commonplace, so it's all on the table and the family eats together. ”

When Regel heard this, he also flattered: "Although Major Sneijder and I are not relatives, we are both Führers and are sent to this place, so we can be regarded as brothers." Let's have a home-cooked Chinese meal today. ”

Snead smiled and turned to look at the dishes on the table: "What about the dishes made of grain?" ”

Just waiting for him to ask, this country is known for its rigor, everything must be taken into account, ready, Cheng Qianxun replied unhurriedly: "This dish needs to be eaten while it is hot, and it will be served immediately, otherwise it will not be delicious, go and get it now." ”

A plate of pots was put on the table, and then Cheng Qianxun poured another bowl of toppings on it, and suddenly the pot made a sizzling sound, and the aroma filled the room with the smoke coming out.

She brought the still crackling dish to Sneijder: "It's called pot cooking, and it uses tomatoes, shrimp, green beans, corn and other ingredients, please try it." ”

"It's fun to be able to eat like this." Snead picked up the chopsticks and grabbed them, and immediately nodded in approval: "Well, sweet and sour." ”

"Sweet and sour is for appetizers, I wish the two chiefs a good appetite." Cheng Qianxun stepped aside, but he was uneasy in his heart, don't ask her to burn the second meal, otherwise the donkey skills will be poor.

"Really?" Regel picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece, and when he tasted it, he said it tasted good. Then he remembered something, looked at the chopsticks in his hand, and was a little stunned: "It's the first time I've used chopsticks... ”

"The lieutenant colonel must be like me, he can do many things the first time, as if he had done it before." Snead put down his chopsticks, with a smug feeling that could not be hidden: "Maybe as a noble race, the ability to accept is strong and talented. ”

What race, talented, in the underworld before, you didn't use chopsticks less. Cheng Qianxun stood next to her, as a wooden person, they didn't ask her to speak, so don't interject.

It was egg fried rice, because the rice was burnt, and even if Sneijder knew that it wasn't burnt rice, he would have to make it look good. So the fried rice is filled with some German-style bacon minced meat to make it taste even better, and it also has a burnt aroma.

Seeing that Snead and Regel stopped talking and ate deliciously, Cheng Qianxun looked at them, and only she knew the taste in her heart. (To be continued.) )