Zhu Bao ran over and said: "Today we were busy cooking and dizzy, and when the dishes were fried, we remembered that the dumplings had not been wrapped yet!" Now it's less than two hours since we left the meal, and we have only made less than 1,500 dumplings, which is still far from the 4,000 dumplings that can make the soldiers eat. ”

Ye Ming was unambiguous when he heard it: "Let's go!" ”

When they came to the back kitchen, all the cooks gathered around to make dumplings, and when they saw Ling'er coming, they shouted as if they had taken a reassuring pill: "Ling'er is here, we are saved!" ”

"Ling'er, come on!"

Ye Ming washed his hands and sat down directly and said, "Two people knead the dough, eight people roll the skin, and I'll wrap it." ”

..... When everyone heard this, they fainted, let's knead the dough and roll the skin yourself?

One beats ten?

I'm tired, who gave you confidence!

You know, the cooking class is a department that pays attention to efficiency, no matter what you do is fast, let's say rolling dumpling skin, rolling a dumpling skin is only three or four seconds of effort, how much can 8 people roll out quickly?

Press one for four seconds, one minute is 15, and 8 people is 120!

If you work harder, 160 dumpling wrappers can be made for you in one minute!

Can you make 160 dumplings in a minute?

What about playing?!

"Ling'er, don't make trouble, when is it still joking." Zhu Bao said: "I asked Lao Liu Xiaojiang to roll the skin for you, it's enough for you." ”

Ye Ming smiled: "You don't believe it, let's try it." It's not that I look down on you, but none of you eight will be able to keep up with me. ”

Everyone was angry when they heard it, Uncle can bear it and Aunt can't bear it, just by your words, we will let you know why the flowers are so red!

"Ling'er, this is what you said, if you lose for a while, don't cry. Comrades, roll the skin for Ling'er collectively! ”

I have to say that the cooking class that was stimulated by Ye Ming's words was terrifying, and the 8 skinners all burst out of their own potential, with an average of one every three seconds, and in the blink of an eye, there was a thick stack on the board.

Ye Ming didn't rush to wrap it, but casually washed a tomato and ate it in small bites, watching the cooking class want to cry without tears.

Auntie, what do you mean? We've saved hundreds of skins, why aren't you in a hurry?

Could it be that you teased us from the beginning?

"Alright, let's start packing." After eating the tomatoes, Ye Ming smiled and said to the people who were rolling the skins: "Brothers, don't blink, the next is the time to witness the miracle!" ”

Ye Ming has never let go of his arms to test where his limit value is, and today he is going to challenge it and see what level of quasi-grandmaster-level cooking skills is.

Ye Ming's hands, who were completely let go, turned into afterimages in the sky, so fast that people couldn't see where his hands were, and the ten people in the cooking class only felt a flower in front of them, and the rolled dumpling skin went down a small half, another flower, half of it was gone, and another flower, another flower, all of it was gone!

5 seconds, 1100 dumplings, OK!

"Boom!"

"Smack!"

"Boom!"

"Poof!"

The cooking class was stupid, the rolling pin in his hand fell to the ground without noticing, and all the staff looked at the grate full of dumplings, and directly doubted life.

Nima, can anyone tell me what just happened?

Nima, can anyone tell me how dumpling wrappers turn into dumplings in a matter of seconds?

Nima, Ling'er, this is what you said, none of you eight may be able to keep up with my rhythm?

Nima, don't say 8 people at your speed, even 80 people have to kneel!

"Well, I'm okay at this speed, right?" Ye Ming said with a smile: "It's a pity that the dumpling skin is still a little less, why don't you roll it out first, and I'll go out for a walk?" ”

“.....”

In the next half an hour, the cooking class didn't know how to get through, they were forced by Zhao Linger to the situation where 10 people kneaded the dough, and Zhao Linger rolled the skin and wrapped it by himself, which is nothing, what really made them desperate was the speed of the 10 of them kneading the dough, and they couldn't even catch up with Zhao Linger's speed of rolling the skin and making dumplings!

"I'm done rolling out the skin, and you haven't kneaded the dough yet, so I'll wrap it first..."

"Oops, why haven't you kneaded it yet, then I'll wash a cucumber..."

"Oops, it's only been a few seconds, why is there no face again..."

"Oops, the skin is gone, I'm washing an apple to eat..."

"Oh, it's been three minutes, and there's not a single one who kneaded the dough?"

"Forget it, what should you do, I'll knead the dough and roll the skin myself..."

At the door of the dining room leading to the back kitchen, ten people stood on both sides in confusion, and they all wanted to die.

What is despised by others, this is called being despised by others!

Or 360-degree contempt without dead ends!

It is even more impossible to refute the contempt that cannot be resisted, can only be endured silently!

After a long time, Li Tao said the voice of the big guy: "Brothers, even if we can't complete the task and be punished in the future, we must not let Zhao Ling'er enter the back kitchen!" With the demons, we will lose our lives! ”

.....

At 6 p.m., the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner officially began.

The company commander stood up with a drink and said in a loud voice: "Comrades, comrades-in-arms, the old year has passed, the new year is about to begin, in the new year, I wish you all a happy new year and better results!" ”

"Wow!"

"I won't say more, tonight everyone let go of eating, drinking, and playing! Now, I would like to ask the instructor to give you a few words. ”

"Wow!"

Zhao Gang stood up and said with a smile: "Comrades, the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, ten thousand families are reunited. But there is such a group of people, who are they who give up their small family for everyone for the peace of the empire and the reunion of ten thousand families, and silently stick to their posts? They're your lovely soldiers! ”

"If you give up the opportunity to reunite with your family, give up the opportunity to visit friends and join the big family of the army, then the army is your home, and we are your brothers and sisters!"

"We are all from all over the world, gathered together to protect the family and defend the country, today, let's toast to our brothers and sisters, toast to the army, and toast to the prosperity of the empire!"

"Cheers!"

The dish is a good dish, the banquet is a good feast, the people are even better people, the meal is prosperous, the food is lively, the leaders put down the shelves, the soldiers also let go of themselves, the big guys toast each other, gag each other, the whole restaurant is full of laughter, full of New Year's atmosphere.

After three rounds of wine, the dumplings in the cooking class were also cooked, and the dumplings served on a large iron plate were served on the table one by one, and the soldiers with sharp noses felt wrong when they smelled this smell, and asked loudly: "Squad Leader Zhu, this dumpling is not made by your cooking class, right?" ”

Squad Leader Zhu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Nonsense, isn't it ours or you?" ”

"I mean, is this bun made by Ling'er's sister? Don't say that I underestimate you, although I don't know what it tastes like, but just by smelling this smell, I know that your cooking class can't do it! ”

"Hahaha!" The soldiers in the restaurant burst into laughter.

"you!" Zhu Bao feigned anger: "Half of these dumplings are made by us, don't eat them if you have the ability!" ”

The soldier was stunned for a moment, and then shouted: "What, you said that you only made half of these dumplings?" And what about the rest? ”

"Don't ask me, I don't know." Zhu Bao remembered Zhao Ling'er's non-human scene and felt a pain, and he shouted and went to the back kitchen to heal his wounds.

All the staff were dumbfounded when they heard this, could it be that the rest of the dumplings were made by Zhao Ling'er?

it! That's thousands of dumplings! What kind of hand speed are yours!

Seeing the expressions of the soldiers, several people in the cooking class finally balanced their hearts, and thought in their hearts, where is this, if you know that the speed of the ten of us can't catch up with Zhao Ling'er, you still have to dance rugby collectively?!