Jiang Ziling looked at the dishes in his big iron pot and threw the cleaned chicken into the pot very skillfully. The skillful movement made the peacekeeping infantry on the side look out. Is his commander still a good chef? Seeing the ingredients in Jiang Ziling's hand very smoothly, she really doesn't look like a otakus for more than ten years.

"Well! This taste is very fragrant, it seems that I have never forgotten it." Jiang Ziling was very happy to pick up a piece of chicken. As expected, he had not forgotten his past taste. When he was a child, he liked stewed chicken with potatoes. Over time, he had already remembered the taste in his mind.

Mobilizing troops on the side is not showing weakness. Their cooking skills are not inferior to Jiang Ziling. You should know that in the red camp, they often need to make some battlefield food. They beat the otakus who don’t like cooking, but there is no problem at all. Even some small hotel chefs are not as good as them.

On the other hand, the peacekeeping infantrymen were in a bad mood. They did not have so many battlefield food methods. They were all very simple battlefield speed set foods, and they had no demand for all kinds of simple packaged foods. This led to their great memory of cooking skills. However, due to their long-term college life, there would be mobile phones there, so the cafeteria basically solved this problem.

"I said, can you really eat this thing?!" Jiang Ziling and a group of mobilized soldiers looked at the food in the other pot with panic, or should not be called food. They were just stewed in a pot, and all kinds of ingredients were not even understood when they were heated and matured.

"We are called a special pot, what do you know?" The peacekeeping infantry was killed and was unwilling to admit that they could not cook at all. In their eyes, they could not be worse than the mobilized guys. Looking at the various European family dishes in their hands, they naturally wanted to show their own special dishes, but they didn't know if their parents would want to kill them in one pot after they knew it.

The children were singing without any intention at this time. Their eyes were constantly floating in one direction. That direction was the canteen in the school. The children could already see through the windows that pots of fragrant food were packed into large iron plates and delivered one by one, which made the children's saliva almost dry.

"Okay, kids, if you don't go to work seriously, I will give you some tutoring. Then you can't have delicious food immediately. Everyone will come back to class seriously." The teacher smiled and found that it was the group of strangers. They often picked up vegetables in the canteen, looking at the oil and water floating on it. Not to mention the children, even they couldn't stand it. The orphanage already had financial difficulties, which was no longer a problem for a day or two.

When the children heard their teacher's words, they screamed and sat back on their chairs one by one. Even though their eyes would float to the window from time to time, the beautiful teacher was in class, there was no way. They could only make what they said as much as possible to attract the children's attention.

"I think you should stop serving the dishes!" Jiang Ziling and the mobilized soldiers tried once to stop the peacekeeping infantry from sending the so-called specialty pot they said. They were really afraid that they should not eat the child up and make them feel bad. This was impossible to explain to the dean. The dean and the others wanted to help, but they drove away Jiang Ziling and the others away, and used the reason Lin Qingdai and the others were attacked by motorcycle gangs on the road as a reason to ask them to comfort the little girls. Their chefs said that it was just a small matter to be a dinner.

"Commander, you can completely believe in our cooking skills!" The peacekeepers said loudly that there was absolutely no problem with their craftsmanship, because they had just eaten it, and had no stomachache. The first level of the body indicated that everything was normal, but the taste was a bit miserable.

"Okay!" Jiang Ziling was not good at attacking the peacekeeping infantry and the others. She secretly signaled the mobilizers to prepare to comfort the children's fragile hearts. Don't cry for a while, then they would not only be embarrassed, and they would want to dig a hole and bury themselves alive.

"Dingdong! Dingdong!" When Jiang Ziling and the others brought the last dish, they heard the steamed meat buns layer by layer and heard the bell ringing. They heard the children rush out of the classroom excitedly and make a sound. Everyone smiled and looked at each other, changed into the chef's clothes, and immediately stood on their own position. Each dish was all stewed with a large pot of stew, with a lot of portions. Not to mention two hundred children, even two hundred strong men came over and took photos to eat them.

"Okay, don't rob the children, everyone must line up, don't worry, don't worry!" The dean looked at the dark children and couldn't walk steadily, so he immediately pulled the teachers up and signaled the children to calm down, so he could not kill people.

Under the guidance and leadership of the teacher, the children began to line up honestly. Each child was holding kitchen utensils in his hands, anxiously waiting for the meal. While communicating with other friends, why they had extra meals tonight, what was the reason, what was the big brothers coming, and whether their lives would improve in the future, etc.

"Okay, kids, let me talk first. Don't eat it immediately after everyone goes in and finishes the meal. We must remember to thank our brothers for their efforts, and also remember to wait for our brothers. You must know that brothers have made so many delicious foods for everyone, and they have never had a good rest." The dean looked at the children in front of him gently.

In this world, the one that cannot be given up the most is these children. No matter how difficult or painful their lives are, when she thinks of the simple eyes of these children, even if she sacrifices her life for the sake of these children's growth, she thinks she is worth it.

"Okay!" The children said loudly. In the cafeteria, Jiang Ziling and others, with smiles hanging on the corners of their mouths, they felt very warm in their hearts. This was the first time they felt warm from the bottom of their hearts in the cold winter.

"Okay, children, go in!" The dean and the teachers took a few steps back, and the children walked in in line. Even though they knew there were many delicious foods in it, they could control their desires and not make noise or make trouble.

"What a bunch of good kids." Jiang Ziling also liked them from the bottom of her heart when she looked at the children lined up.

"Then commander, just find a girl in the next life!" The mobilized soldiers laughed and the peacekeeping infantry nodded, expressing our agreement.
Chapter completed!