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Murong Xue handed the lunch box in her hand. When she took it out, she saw two steamed buns, a bowl of cabbage and a bowl of radish on it, and then it disappeared.

"Why are it steamed buns, carrots and cabbages again? How can you eat them?" Although he knew it was the result and complaining was useless, Murong Xue couldn't help but complain.

"It would be nice to have food in the vast interstellar world!"

The chef in the restaurant next to him shouted again, "If you want to eat well, you can exchange it with some coupons. As long as you have enough coupons, you can exchange the food you want!"

Points may be considered a currency of circulation for the Great Migration Forces. These ordinary smugglers naturally do not have them. Only those who carry enough materials to "go to flee" will be rewarded with some point tickets.

Where did Murong Xue and the others have any coupons? She also knew that her complaints were in vain and did not expect any effect. At this time, she pulled Murong Huofeng behind her, put on a pitiful posture, and said to the waiter who was making food inside: "Master, I know the difficulties of the Great Migration Force. I also recognized this food. But this sister, she is pregnant now and needs sufficient nutrition. How can she eat this food? Look, can she be good and give special care?"

"Snow Sister..." Murong Huofeng pulled the other party, and her neck was a little blushed.

"Sister Feng, what are you afraid of? You are pregnant, and it is natural to receive special care. Do you have the heart to let the children in your arms endure hunger?" Murong Xue said with confidence.

Murong Huofeng remained silent for a moment.

Murong Xue snatched the lunch box from her hand, handed it in, and said, "Did you see, she is a pregnant woman, please make some delicious and nutritious food."

The waiter who made the meal took the lunch box and still made two steamed buns, a bowl of cabbage and a bowl of radish soup. He glanced at the restaurant chef beside him. The large spoon in his hand reached towards the pot of braised pork next to him, wanting to add some braised pork to the other party.

At this time, the restaurant chef saw it and shouted loudly: "What are you doing? You are violating the regulations!"

After hearing this, the waiter persuaded, "Forget it, she is a pregnant woman. It is reasonable to give her more nutritious food."

"Nonsense!" the restaurant chef shouted, "There is no such regulation here! In this vast interstellar world, supplies are very tight. We must strictly abide by the regulations and not make special decisions. It destroys the regulations!"

"Look, this, she is a pregnant woman, and she is also two people..." the waiter persuaded again.

"No, at most, add a steamed bun for her! The supplies of the large army are tight. Who knows when this long interstellar voyage will be? We must be hard and simple. We cannot make it special!" the restaurant chef shouted.

When the waiter saw it, there was no way. Who told him that he was the leader? He had to pick up another steamed bun, and handed it over with an apology look.

Murong Xue was so angry that her eyebrows were raised and her pretty eyes widened. If possible, she really wanted to rush in and get rid of the other party.

"Why? Why are you still staying here? You won't leave quickly after taking the food. If you don't want to eat, just stay, just save supplies!" the restaurant chef shouted again.

Murong Huofeng took the lunch box he handed over, pulled La Suizai and clenched his fists tightly. Murong Xue, whose eyes were blasting fire, whispered: "Sister Xue, don't be angry, let's go."

Murong Xue snorted heavily and turned around and left.

Ouyang Ting was so angry that she didn't want to make food, so she turned around, but in the end she held back and still cooked two steamed buns, cabbage and radish.

After making the meal, the three of them found a place and sat down silently.

Ouyang Ting put the cabbage and radish in the bowl into Murong Huofeng's lunch box, and Murong Xue was the same.

Murong Huofeng looked at the big bowl of cabbage and radish in front of her and said, "What are you doing? How can I eat so much?"

Ouyang Ting said: "You are pregnant, so you should eat more, otherwise what if your child is hungry."

Murong Xue also said: "Yes, you eat more."

Murong Huofeng glanced at the almost empty lunch box of the two, and said, "You can't do this, and your body can't stand it if you don't eat something."

Ouyang Ting said: "It doesn't matter if we eat less, the key is that we can't starve the child."

Murong Huofeng didn't say anything for a while.

"It's so hateful, too much!"

Thinking of what happened just now, Murong Xueqing couldn't help but get angry again and clenched her pink fists.

Ouyang Ting said: "Forget it, Xue Mei, don't be angry, let's have a meal."

Murong Xue's pink fist fell heavily on the dining table and said hatefully: "I'm so angry that it's that dog thief!"

Ouyang Ting was stunned when she heard this. She knew who the dog thief was, and she didn't know why the other party suddenly became angry again.

Murong Xue said angrily: "Didn't you listen to what that person said just now? This is a rule. Humph, this rule is not stipulated by the dog thief. Our spaceship and the materials on the ship have been confiscated. Now we can't even eat enough. It can be said that this is inseparable from that dog thief. This must be his instructor. He treats us people as 'refugees'!"

Ouyang Ting defended: "This, this may not be his order, and maybe he is not aware of it."

Murong Xue said: "Are you still pleading for that dog thief? He is the commander-in-chief of the Great Migration Force. He has not issued all the conscientious regulations in this intake site. Who else will there be? It's ridiculous that his conscientious regulations have shot himself in the foot and harmed his own children!"

Murong Huofeng was stunned by the audience, and her face turned pale.

Ouyang Ting glared at the other party and shouted, "Okay, Xue Mei, stop talking, have a meal."

Murong Xue said angrily, and she felt a little resentful, but she didn't say anything more. The three of them silently lowered their heads and started eating.

While eating, there was a commotion coming from the entrance of the hall. At first, the three of them didn't care, but the noise next to them became louder and louder, which made them discover it.

"The commander-in-chief is here!"

"The commander-in-chief is here? Is this true? What is he here to do!"

"What are you doing? Of course, I am inspecting and condolences to us 'refugees' here!"

"Ph! Pretend to be hypocritical!"

"I see that these migratory troops have nothing good. I really regret coming here..."

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There was a whispering sound everywhere, and the three girls were all scared and surprised.

"Why are the dog thief coming? What should we do?" Murong Xue said in shock and angrily.

He paused and said angrily: "He is coming and is about to settle the score with him!"

Murong Huofeng was shocked and stopped him in a panic and said, "No, we can't let him know. We are here, we must not let him know!"

Ouyang Ting comforted her and said, "Okay, if you don't let him know, you won't let him know."

The person who came at this moment was Jiang Ping, the commander-in-chief of the Great Migration Force. He was accompanied by a large group of people and strode into the restaurant.

The staff of the restaurant stopped working for a while and greeted the commander-in-chief. The chef of the restaurant even ran over and came closer and said flatteringly: "Welcome to Commander Jiang to visit and guide!"

Jiang Ping reached out and the restaurant chef was flattered. He hurriedly wiped his hands on his body and held them tightly with the other party's hand.

Jiang Ping said: "Thank you for your hard work, I'll take a look."

As he said that, he waved to the restaurant and said, "Everyone should do their own things, don't delay the work."

"What's the food in the restaurant now? Can everyone eat enough and be satisfied with it?" Jiang Ping asked the restaurant chef with a kind look again.

The restaurant chef nodded and bowed: "Thank you, Commander Jiang for your care. The food here is very good, and you are full and satisfied. Everyone is very satisfied and praise Commander Jiang's wise leadership!"

Jiang Ping smiled and said, "Well, as long as everyone is satisfied, all these contributions are yours, I dare not take credit for it. The General Command attaches great importance to the work of the intake office and hopes that everyone will work hard to maintain a harmonious and stable situation."

"What Commander Jiang said is! We will definitely keep Commander Jiang's instructions in mind!" The restaurant chef took the lead and applauded, and there was a burst of applause in the restaurant.

Jiang Ping strode to a dining table next to him. The person who was sitting around the dining table was about to stand up, but Jiang Ping waved his hand and said, "Everyone sit down, sit down, and continue to eat."

He glanced at the lunch box in front of everyone, picked up a steamed bun on it, put it in his mouth and chewed it, and said to the people around him: "Well, it's chewy, it tastes pretty good!"

Everyone next to him burst into laughter.

"Can you eat enough food? Are you satisfied with the food in the restaurant?" he asked another person next to him.

The man nodded quickly and said, "The food is good, you can keep it full and have enough. Everyone is very satisfied. Thank you very much for the care of the Great Migration Force!"

Jiang Ping said: "Thank you for your support for the Great Migration Force. Because of the special circumstances of the intake station, you can only adopt the rationing system for the time being, but everyone should believe that this situation will change in the future. Yes, why didn't I see meat in the meal? There are only vegetables and radishes. Are you satisfied with it?"

"There are meat, but not meals. But we are already very satisfied. We also fully understand the difficulties of the Great Migration Force. How can there be meat in meals? It is not the former Federation now, but now we are in the vast interstellar world." Someone said.

Jiang Ping nodded and said, "Well, it's good. The more difficult it is, the more we need to carry forward the style of hard work and simplicity. However, it is good for everyone to have a high awareness, but we cannot treat everyone too badly. In terms of restaurants, under the conditions permitted, we must strive to improve everyone's diet and living conditions and make everyone satisfied."

"We must keep the instructions of Commander Jiang in mind." The chef of the restaurant next to him nodded repeatedly while remembering something in his notebook.
Chapter completed!