Zhao Ke's worries are not superfluous, and they are becoming more and more worried.

His own prosthesis, stepping on tall boots, and a kitchen robe with slits on both sides.

Half-hidden, half-hidden, you can even see the white lace looming inside.

For these warriors around who have a feeling even for sows.

With such coquettish makeup, it is completely like a chicken jumping into the pot by itself, and I don't forget to remind you to add salt.

"O God! I'm willing to trade everything I have for a chance to have a shot with her! ”

"Get out! The goddess is Lao Tzu, no matter how much it turns, it will not be your turn to be an ugly ghost! ”

"Phew, I just want to have a shot, you guys actually want a wheel, you stinky shameless!"

Listen to the boiling whistling of the soldiers around him, and the provocations with lewd colors to each other.

Zhao Ke couldn't help but clench his fists tightly.

"Don't pay attention to them, they're just addicted to it, feast your eyes, don't come nonsense.

Last time, a fool got into the kitchen and was cut into a stick.

I heard that I was tortured all night, and when I came out, I became crazy. ”

On the side, Cargill was worried that Zhao Ke would stretch out his salty pig hand without knowing whether he was alive or dead, and that would definitely not be a good end.

Even if the goddess doesn't cut you, you will be torn to pieces by other jealous soldiers.

Cargill's words finally relieved Zhao Ke's heart, at least it seems that his prosthesis is not bad.

In fact, as long as you think about it, you also know that after absorbing one-third of her ability, an ordinary soldier cannot be her opponent at all.

It's just the first time I've seen my own prosthesis, such a heroic style.

Zhao Ke felt that his little heart was about to be unbearable.

"Bang ......"

The prosthesis holds an iron spoon in his hand and taps it on the iron pot to signal that he can line up for dinner.

Zhao Ke is seriously ill and disabled, and he does not need to go to the meal in person, and there will be a nurse to help deliver the meal.

Far from being happy, Cargill was not pleased.

Instead, he looked at the soldiers in line with envy and jealousy.

The ghost knows, these guys, when they are eating, whether their eyes are looking at the food in their hands, or staring at the deep V collar of the goddess, when they are eating, they inadvertently appear as a murder weapon.

I saw the lid of the pot lifted.

With a white mist overflowing from the iron pot, a faint fragrance of pineapple covered the entire ward.

It is pineapple beef rice.

The sweet fragrance smells in the nasal cavity and increases the appetite.

I saw that the golden pineapple in the pot was broken, mixed with the stewed beef, and the white rice grains were wrapped in the beef and pineapple.

The colors are distinct, and it looks very light.

It's like a beautiful girl in the field.

There are no fancy dresses.

No heavy makeup.

What you have is just a simple, delicate and natural fragrance.

Just like you remember, the girl next door with a sweet smile.

When you think about it inadvertently, you will also be like a fool, and the smile in your memory will be beautiful with the smile.

In the other pot, there are golden bear-faced poached eggs.

The appearance is fried golden brown and crispy.

The honest and cute bear face is served with pineapple rice on a plate.

I saw it to the extreme, but it was perfect and impeccable.

Lovely and delightful plating.

Let these murderous soldiers can't help but have a strange feeling in their hearts.

Some people looked at the simple, honest bear poached eggs on the plate, and the corners of their eyes suddenly moistened.

Or think of your own relatives, or think of the innocence of childhood.

Only after experiencing the cruelty of war, and the rolling red dust in society.

will be more deeply aware that the most precious thing is often the innocence locked in one's heart in one's own memory.

So, a weird scene appeared.

Before eating, it was as if Teddy was possessed, pointing at the sky, wanting to poke a hole in the sky.

After eating, they were silent, sitting in the corner, silently staring at the food on their plates.

Even occasionally, I will see some big men who are as strong as cattle and have fierce faces, and suddenly have tears in their eyes, and a silly smile appears on their faces.

No wonder that an ordinary-looking cook lady is worshiped as a goddess by these wounded soldiers.

And not just because of her devilish figure, and her slut-like outfit.

It's even more because of her god-like food.

All of them pierced deeply into the most vulnerable places in the hearts of these thugs.

So that in the killing, they can still recall the beauty that they once had.

"Woo woo woo ......"

Cargill held the plate brought by the nurse in his hand, the blue and white plate, and the perfect pineapple rice in front of him.

It deeply stimulated Cargill's heart.

However, the visual impression cannot be eaten.

In the end, Cargill still chose to eat it with tears in her eyes.

It's just that when the spoon lightly touched the honest bear-faced poached egg, I saw that the poached egg was easily torn apart.

"It's !!"

Cargill's pupils tightened suddenly, and his dark skin was illuminated by a flash of golden light.

The golden soup overflowed along the cracked hole of the poached egg on the bear's face.

Instantly cover the pineapple rice with a gorgeous wedding dress.

"It's a miracle!!"

Cargill's eyes were completely attracted by the pineapple rice on the plate.

Wrapped in a golden broth mixed with pineapple rice, take a large bite in your mouth.

Suddenly, the entire ward fell silent.

Everyone just quietly savored the delicious taste in their mouths, spoonful after spoonful.

Wordless compliments.

It is the highest praise among chefs.

"It's so delicious!!"

When eating the last bite of the last meal on the last plate.

In the ward, there was an overwhelming sound of praise, but unfortunately, the goddess in their eyes had already brought food to the next ward to deliver food.

But this kind of praise will continue in the hospital building for some time.

During this time, for their riot legion, it was regarded as a little warmth in the cold war, which made them feel a little warmth.

"Huh! Don't you eat it? ”

At this time, Cargill saw Zhao Ke on the side, who didn't move the spoon from beginning to end, and couldn't help asking.

"You like it so much, I'm good for you, I believe in the true God, and I decided early on to go vegetarian as a way of worshiping the gods."

Zhao Ke's face was very peaceful, compared to the previous anger, but at this time, he was completely relaxed.

is still talking all the time, not packaging his words and deeds.

Because Zhao Ke knows very well that a faithful believer is his best identity.

Only by repeatedly reminding and packaging oneself will people remember it firmly in their minds.

This is what brainwashing is called in psychology.

You don't need to be mysterious and complicated in those movies, you just need to repeat it over and over again.

Even if it's a lie, after repeating it 10,000 times, when people around you mention you, an ad that has been deeply implanted in your mind will pop up in their minds.

And this kind of brainwashing is like a cow in reality.

What the? Unbelief?

To give you a simple hint, when you hear the three words brain platinum, is there already an advertisement for their brainwashing in your mind?

Of course, Zhao Ke didn't eat this dish, not just to package himself.

It's not because of the prosthesis in the parallel plane that I can't eat.

On the contrary, Zhao Ke was in a particularly good mood at this time.

It seems that even in the parallel plane, he inherits his own fine traditions.

Like this dish in front of you.

has proved to herself that she is unusually attentive in the selection of food materials and thoughts.

"What, you are a vegetarian, the true God is above, you deserve to be the most faithful believer of the true God, you can actually resist the temptation of the goddess, it is amazing."

Jargill praised Zhao Ke for his devotion as a true god.

With tears in his eyes, in the envious eyes of everyone, he stuffed the delicious food on the plate into his mouth in a big gulp.

He muttered in his heart: "Fool, if the true gods knew that you gave up such a delicacy in the world, they would call you stupid." ”

A full meal.

Cargill, lying on the hospital bed, with a satisfied look on his face, for him, no matter how bad things are, there is nothing that a pineapple meal can't solve.

If there is, then two.

"I'm full, give me your access card to use, my access card hasn't been done yet."

At this time, Cargill saw Zhao Ke get up from the hospital bed, and couldn't help but be confused: "Where are you going?" It doesn't matter what hurts you. ”

"Go to the kitchen and find some fruit to eat, after all, I'm a vegetarian, but not on a hunger strike."

Hearing Zhao Ke's explanation, Cargill suddenly realized that he happily handed the access control to Zhao Ke.

This thing will be given when you are admitted to the hospital.

However, Zhao Ke's face was burned, and his fingers were also severely burned, and he could not enter facial information and fingerprints, so the access control card was not processed.

Zhao Ke gave the pineapple rice to Cargill, and of course the rice was eaten for nothing from time to time.

The purpose is his access card.