…… Do you want to help out in the student cafeteria?

Antoneva's eyes were in a trance, this sentence seemed to have been heard many years ago.

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"Now, little Neva, I will quietly tell you good news. From tomorrow onwards, I will be the head chef of the special department student canteen! ”

Qianjia squatted down and rubbed Antoneva's little head affectionately.

"I don't know, am I lucky enough to invite the little princess to my restaurant as a cute little maid?"

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Yes.

Speaking of which, after Qianjia became the head chef, she was also invited to help in the restaurant.

It's a pity that because she happened to awaken her spiritual power at that time, she was in a critical period of learning how to use the Philosopher's Stone fragments.

Before she could sneak to the student canteen, she was discovered by her adoptive father, Archon Hiro, and even Sister Qianjia was severely reprimanded, and the matter of helping was naturally over.

Later, with the sudden disappearance of Sister Qianjia, I thought that this regret would never be made up.

I didn't expect that now there would be a similar invitation in front of me, and fate was really wonderful.

This time, though, the situation is slightly different.

Antoniō didn't answer directly, and glanced at Yumeng with a smile. After spending a year with Otilia, she can somehow estimate the little bit of Yumeng's thoughts.

For the special department of the canteen in Youmeng's mouth, because of Qianjia, Antonieva actually knows more about it than Youmeng. As a chef in a restaurant, there is unimaginable pressure and exhaustion behind the enviable glamour.

"Is it a special department of student canteen...... Running a restaurant isn't as easy as you might think. ”

In the days when she first took over as the head chef of the student canteen, Sister Qianjia complained to her a lot, you know, even a person as tough as Sister Qianjia has more than once had the idea of giving up.

Antoneva's eyes flashed with a hint of longing, and he said with emotion, "Moreover, the pleasure of cooking once in a while is not the same as cooking according to the customer's needs in the kitchen." When a hobby turns into a career, it's a completely different experience. ”

I remember that it was because after a few middle-level spirits drank some spirit wine, they wanted to eat the overlord meal and flirt with Sister Qianjia, who was in a state of anxiety - as a result, they were beaten by everyone who happened to come to the restaurant to cheer, and hung in front of the academy gate for a whole day.

If memory serves, the name of the Battle Maids of the Nosyuk Institute spread around that time.

Although he hasn't been in contact for too long, Antoneva can still vaguely feel the lazy character of the little salted fish in front of him. It's not that Antonieva just caught Yumoe being lazy at some point.

It's that she can feel from the first glance of the meeting, the laziness and indifference hidden in the cute eyebrows, as if everything is dispensable in the game of life.

"It's not an interest. Cooking wasn't a hobby for me from the beginning. ”

Yumeng shrugged her shoulders easily and replied with a smile.

Sure enough, it's all supported by interest.

However, it may be okay to be a trainee chef for a day or two as a fun spice occasionally, but it is really necessary to think carefully about sticking to it as a long-term career to earn a living and earn points.

Antoneva nodded secretly, and was about to warn Youmeng according to the prepared manuscript in advance, when he suddenly paused.

- Wait, what did she just say about this little salted fish?

"Huh?"

Antoneva couldn't help tilting his head, his amber eyes blinked quickly, and he looked at Yumeng with confusion, not quite understanding what she meant for a while.

So cute!

Grunt.

Youmeng subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, almost forgetting that Antoneva was only two years older than her, and it was rare to see the cute girl appearance of Senior Sister Neva when she got along, and she appeared once in a while, which was really too foul.

No, you have to restrain yourself, most of the time you will still be cold when you pounce on it.

"Hmm. Interest, more often than not, is just fun, so if you become a professional, it will be very painful. But I'm different. ”

Yumeng said as she stood up, walked to the door amid Antoneva's increasingly confused gaze, and lifted the convenience bag in the corner of the wall—inside was the white rice that she had brought back from the student cafeteria after school.

Raising the convenience bag in his hand towards Antonière, the cute smile was as innocent and pure as a child.

"Cooking is a joy in itself for me. If you make happiness a career, you won't feel miserable and boring for the rest of your life. ”

The cute voice was filled with strong confidence, and it hit Antoneva's heart squarely.

It turns out that is the case?

Looking at the heartfelt smile on the girl's immature face, it was like the smile that bloomed every time Sister Qianjia finished complaining.

Antonieva's eyes became softer and softer, this child and Sister Qianjia seemed to ......

No, to be precise, even Sister Qianjia seems to have a little less confidence and belief than Youmeng, and she doesn't have the pure joy of persistence.

Antoneva smiled and nodded in agreement.

"No problem, I promised. However, as I said beforehand, Ollie and I don't know anything about everything in the kitchen, and if you want us to help, I guess you'll have to be patient and start from scratch. ”

"Mmmmmm

When Youmeng heard Antonieva's answer, she was like a little fox who had stolen a chicken, her eyes narrowed into a thin line, and she nodded her head in response.

She thought that she would have to do Antoneva's ideological work for a long time, and she had already thought of a lot of data support on operating income.

After making a long-term plan to tackle the problem by knowing it with affection, moving it with profit, passing the test with cuteness, betraying the hue, and so on, who knew that Antoneva agreed with just a simple question.

Rolling her eyes, Youmeng hesitated for a moment, and then clicked on the floor with her right foot behind her, pretending to continue inadvertently.

"Well, Sister Neva, there is one more thing I need to explain, in a restaurant, the chef has the highest authority. The rest of the restaurant needs to obey the chef's arrangement. Then, you can't call me Little Salted Fish, you have to call me Master Chef. ”

"That's natural, after all, the restaurant is your position, I know that." Antonière nodded with a smile on his face, "Yes, my chef, do you have any other orders?" ”

Huh~?!

Antoneva-senpai was real, did she really call me Chef?!

Excellent!

The little derpy hair on the top of Youmeng's head happily snorted, and a thin layer of red rose on her cheeks excitedly, and she hurriedly added.

"Wait, there's ...... more"