The fuel changes, and the poisonous fog is covered by black clouds, burying the entire Haicheng District in a heavy manner.

The polluted fog gradually spread to the military base after hours of spreading, with a faint smell of exhaust gas in the air.

It was almost noon, at this time in the past, the entire logistics kitchen was already in full swing, and the chefs prepared large plates and the richly fragrant food was waiting to be distributed.

But today it was very strange, with neither the raging fire nor the smell of oil smoke. Only round soup pots were mounted on the stove, covered with stainless steel lids, making a rumbling sound of boiling water.

With the white mist sprayed out from the pot, the faint taste of the soup was emitted, but it was almost completely covered by the contaminated smell.

A middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses, a haircut with a greasy face, wearing a neat suit and smiling face patrolling the kitchens. Seeing the soup pots, he was very satisfied, "Everyone has done a good job, thank you for your hard work, thank you for your cooperation!"

"It's your credit to Director Zhao, who is purely boiled, abandoning the cooking method of frying, reducing oil smoke emissions, and reducing air pollution. This is simply a great idea!"

The chefs gave Director Zhao a thumbs up and praised him.

"This is all the wise leaders of the leaders, and I have received a little inspiration. Let's continue to work hard. I'll patrol a little longer, and don't wait for me after dinner." Director Zhao smiled even happier.

"Thank you for your hard work, Director, please walk slowly!" Amid the farewell, Director Zhao left with satisfaction.

Behind him, the middle finger is like a forest.

When he walked out of the kitchen, Director Zhao was very satisfied, but suddenly smelled a trace of oil smoke. He frowned and found that the range hood of a small house not far away was whistling, and someone was frying and cooking inside.

His face darkened and he asked the guard behind him: "What's going on there?"

The guards suddenly became nervous: "Director, that is usually a small stove for the leaders. After the war begins, it has been discontinued. Maybe it is for some military families who temporarily settled in the base to borrow it."

"Come and take a look!" Director Zhao snorted coldly and walked over with big strides.

A minute later, Bai Qi walked quickly through the same place, and the target was also a small kitchen. He looked a little nervous and worried.

Why do we need to let Xiner and Lian Xiaoyue make lunch together?

I finally encountered such a female apprentice who did not need any training and was automatically obedient to me and bullied at will... Xin'er, don't cook her!

...

Lian Xiaoyue took out a silver needle and a bottle of medical alcohol from a small lattice in her big backpack.

First disinfect the silver needle, then Lian Xiaoyue turned around and gently stabbed it with the needle on a piece of naked-eye steak with a small amount of sea salt, black pepper, and olive oil.

While carefully pricking the steak, she explained: "The steak will have tendons. If it is not processed, the meat will be tough, difficult to cut, and the taste will be poor. So you must first do the tendon breaking. When pricking the needle, be careful not to penetrate the steak, otherwise the gravy will be lost and the deliciousness of the steak will be reduced. If you use the tip of a knife, it is okay, but the steak is injured more severely, and the gravy will inevitably lose part of it. So if you really decide to fry a perfect steak, the best choice is to needle."

Wenxin stood beside her, opened her eyes wide, and studied seriously. After listening to Lian Xiaoyue's words, she couldn't help but wonder: "Student Xiaoyue, why don't you break the tendons with the back of a knife? This is how the above teachings are."

Lian Xiaoyue smiled: "The only benefit of slapping the back of the knife is to save trouble. But the steak treated in this way is more severe than being pierced by the tip of the knife. I would never do this."

"Ah... I was cheated by the Baidu lady!" Wen Xin suddenly realized.

"Then you can heat the pan. You must first heat the frying pan over high heat. Because we chose the naked eye steak, which has a lot of fat, so you don't need to add olive oil."

"Now the frying pan is very hot, you can only put steaks, and you can't put too many, only two pieces at a time. Otherwise, the temperature is insufficient and the surface of the steak cannot be dried quickly, and the gravy cannot be locked."

"After putting the steak, you need to adjust the heat. Remember to make the right method, that a steak can only have one chance to turn over and cannot be fryed over and over again."

"Look carefully, bleeding began to ooze on the upper side, proving that the lower part had been fryed enough, and turned over. If you want to cook three minutes, just wait about five minutes. However, Bai Qi likes cooked five minutes, which may take dozens of seconds longer. This can only be judged by feeling, and I don't know how to say it."

"Now, put it in the dish and seal it with tin foil, simmer it for a while, and then we can make some sauces to suit different flavors."

"Wow, Xiaoyue, you are so amazing. I want to worship you as your teacher!" Wen Xin's eyes shining.

Apprentice to a master?

Lian Xiaoyue couldn't help but think of the man who claimed to be his master, and her pretty face suddenly became slightly astringent. However, she replied: "No need to be a disciple. If you want to learn, I can teach you anytime."

"good!"

"Then let's start making the juice. There are not many ingredients. Just make four kinds of mushroom juice, onion juice, black pepper juice and lemon juice."

"bump."

The two girls were very busy, but the door was pushed open.

Director Zhao walked in with a gloomy face, glanced at him, and suddenly became angry: "What are you doing?"

"Ha?" The two women looked at each other and replied inexplicably. "We are frying steak."

"Nonsense!" Director Zhao felt heartbroken: "Now the air in the entire Haicheng is polluted like this, you are still frying steaks! It's simply nonsense. Have you not seen the order issued by the Logistics Department today to ban frying and cooking?"

"We are not soldiers..." Wen Xin flattered her mouth, "And what does fried steak have to do with pollution."

"If you fry a piece of steak, you will emit a stream of oil smoke, which will increase the pollution. If everyone is like you, that's all? Don't underestimate this little oil smoke, it may be the last straw that crushes the camel. At that time, the battle situation collapses and the fall of Haicheng, and the lives of more than 20 million people will be lost because of your small steak. I will only ask, can you bear such a huge responsibility?"

Director Zhao is majestic and resounding!

"Shen, meridian, disease." Lian Xiaoyue said coldly.

"Hey... they are really ignorant girls. But as the deputy director of the logistics department, I must not let you do anything like this! Stop cooking immediately, all these prepared steaks are confiscated!"

"You dare!" The two women were charming at the same time.

At this time, the guards who followed him recognized Wen Xin and hurriedly stopped him: "Wait, Director Zhao, this is a girl Wen Xin!"

"Hmm? How about it?" Director Zhao smiled coldly: "I am a person specially assigned by Commander Chen. No matter how big her background is, can I still be bigger than Commander Chen?"

The guards were sweating wildly when they heard this, "No, you don't know, this girl was rescued today..."

Before he could finish speaking, a pitch-black pointed claw suddenly stretched out from behind and pressed on the top of Director Zhao's skull. The breath of this claw was so terrifying, as if he was coming, Director Zhao felt that he had become a mosquito in amber, not only could he not breathe and move, but his entire life was completely solidified.

Bai Qi smiled kindly and asked the guards: "Have you ever seen the magic of becoming a living person?"

"No, I haven't seen it before." The guard swallowed nervously, and he recognized this master.

"Look at my performance."

The black air of the big undead spirit surged out instantly and fell from Director Zhao's head. When it dissipated, there was nothing left.

"Do it!" Bai Qi clapped his palms, and then asked in confusion: "What happened just now? I think this old man seems to be very fierce to you?"

"Hmph, he's here to grab our steak!" Wen Xin complained angrily.

"So it's so hungry... Why doesn't the military send some Guanyin soil to fill his stomach? It's so cruel." Bai Qi shook his head and sighed.

"Don't worry about him, come and try this steak I made." Warm cut off a small piece of beef with great enthusiasm and fed it over: "How does it taste?"

"This is the steak made by Xiaoyue, the best!" Bai Qi expressed his satisfaction when the beef was in the mouth, with a meticulous cooking skills and a perfect temperature.

Hearing this, Lian Xiaoyue smiled immediately, her eyes curled like the moon.

Wen Xin was very dissatisfied: "This is what I worked with Xiaoyue!"

"Oh, Xin'er, you taste very good too."

"I mean steak, I'm talking about it!"

"That...that...please wait a moment." Seeing the three of them holding the prepared lunch, flirting with each other while leaving as if nothing had happened, the little guard finally couldn't help speaking.

"Mr. Bai Qi, didn't you say that the performance has changed into a living person?" Although the guard felt hope was slim, he still had to try it: "Where are the living people?"

"Living people? Aren't we the only one?"

Bai Qi glanced at him strangely, turned around and left.

Leave the guards behind the wind to get messy.

...

"Damn, how can you eat this thing? God, meridian, sick!" The huge commander's office was empty.

The six commanders were not there, only Commander Chen and Political Commissar Zhang were having lunch. There were two bowls of white rice, one bowl of boiled meat slices, one plate of steamed fish, one plate of white green vegetables, and the clear soup was poorly watery. There was no oil star on the small plate of soy sauce.

"I worked with monsters on the front line for a long time, and I'll let me eat this when I come back?!" Political Commissar Zhang, who has always been gentle, was furious: "Old Shen, look at the good things you did! If I had known that, I would have gone back to the army with them!"

Commander Chen looked bitter: "How do I know who can do such a stupid thing? I'm just asking him to temporarily replace Lao Bai and be in charge of everything because he is Bai Qianjun's deputy."

"So you, you forget the pain after healing your scars. Since you graduated from the military academy, you have been cheated by Bai Qianjun until you become the commander-in-chief!"

"You are not the same!"

"This time it was not my order!"

"Hey... it's not reasonable. This time, Lao Bai suddenly disappeared, and even his mysterious nephew Bai Qi didn't meet him. Was it just to disgust us for lunch?" Commander Chen sighed deeply.

"Don't change the topic!" Political Commissar Zhang glared at him, "You must learn lessons humbly and repent seriously, and not cheat. You must set an example for the soldiers!"

"What should you do if you want me, Lao Zhang?"

"Go and get two bowls of fried rice."

"Are you asking me to slap myself in this old face? No, maybe, I would rather eat these pig food!"

"Although you are a commander, you will not have a good ending when you fight against the organization like this."

"Report!" A guard knocked in the door.

Commander Chen was angry: "Say!"

"Bai Qi killed someone in the base."

"He is really overwhelming!" Commander Chen was even more angry and slapped the table: "Call up people and I will teach his nephew on behalf of Lao Bai!"

"Nonsense!" Political Commissar Zhang interrupted him without mercy, and then calmly looked at the guards: "Tell me the matter in detail."

"... In this way, Director Zhao was destroyed. His lover, Professor Yang from Shuimu University, has been crying at the 12th Army Command, asking Commander Situ to seek justice for her husband and ask the murderer to kill someone to pay his life."
To be continued...