The Guide of How to Be an Interstellar Tycoon

"Can you take me to see it?" Gu Bai asked.

"Of course." Zhao Mingyu didn't think too much about it, he just thought that Gu Bai was an occupational disease, and he wanted to see food-related issues wherever he went.

The two quickly came to a canteen closest to the Third Army.

This cafeteria covers a relatively small area, but as soon as you walk in, it feels empty. The tables are neatly arranged, only a few people are sitting, and all the others are empty.

"This is too unpalatable, why don't you go back and drink the nutrient solution." A young-looking man frowned and looked at the contents of the bowl.

"I was drafted into the army because the military had a natural food canteen, which could provide natural food for free. Who would have known that the canteen here would be so unpalatable." Another person also frowned.

"Chef Li's craftsmanship is getting worse and worse. I don't want to come here next time."

"There's no way, we can't go to the restaurant outside. It's expensive to eat a meal. If you want to experience natural food, you can only go to the cafeteria. I just don't know that the empire allocates so much money every year. Why is the chef invited? at this level?"

"I don't want to come if you are really good at cooking. After all, even if the military has the support of the empire, the salary it can give is definitely not comparable to those of the big families."

"Speaking of which, Marshal Jun's boyfriend is very good at cooking, right? I really envy Marshal. I can eat so many good things every day. If I can eat it once, I will be satisfied."

"Hey, you still dare to covet the marshal's boyfriend. Carefully pass it to the marshal's ears, so that you can't eat and leave first."

The soldier who said he was envious of Jun Morin immediately panicked and hurriedly explained: "Don't talk nonsense, where am I coveting Marshal's boyfriend, I just sighed that the food he made was delicious."

While disgusting that the food in front of them was not delicious, several people ate all the food in pain, and then hurriedly left the cafeteria.

Gu Bai didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he looked at the few soldiers who seemed to be fleeing.

"Is the food in your cafeteria so unpalatable?" Gu Bai couldn't help asking.

"These must be the soldiers who just joined the army this year. They were fooled by their predecessors. Otherwise, no one would come to the cafeteria." Zhao Mingyu said gloatingly.

Thinking that when he first joined the army, he experienced the experience of being fooled by his seniors to come to the cafeteria to eat, and then this situation gradually became a tradition for recruits to join the army. All new recruits will definitely be fooled to eat once.

There are few natural ingredients in the empire, so no one is allowed to pay for it, even if it is not delicious or you don’t like it, but since you ordered it, you must eat it all. Anyone who quietly throws it away and is discovered will definitely be severely punished punish.

This is also the reason why those few people just didn't like to eat it, and they all showed their masks of pain, but they still bite the bullet and eat it.

Since Zhao Mingyu was tricked into eating in the cafeteria for the first time, he basically never came to the cafeteria, unless he would come to experience it once when changing chefs, but most of them came full of expectations and left disappointed. .

Gradually, the veterans became really insensitive to the canteen.

Hearing Zhao Mingyu say this, Gu Bai suddenly felt sympathy for the recruits in the military camp for a few seconds, but is it really so bad?

Anyone who can be hired as a cook in a military camp should have some ability, and should not make food that everyone can resist.

"Or, let's order two dishes, I want to see the level of your canteen chefs." Gu Bai thought about it, and finally said.

You still have to taste it yourself to know the level of the canteen chef, and to find the crux of it.

Hearing this, Zhao Mingyu couldn't help but take a step back, "Don't, it's really hard to eat, the kind you can't swallow."

Gu Bai: "If you don't try it yourself, how can you know what level his level is and whether there is a need for guidance."

"What good guidance is there for this, he..." Zhao Mingyu said subconsciously, he suddenly reacted halfway through, and looked at Gu Bai in surprise: "Sister-in-law, do you want to help us train the chef in the cafeteria?"

Gu Bai's cooking skills are well-recognized all over the country. For those who have been trained and instructed by him, even if they have no previous foundation, the food they make is very delicious, although it is possible that those people only eat one or two kinds of food. But it is also more qiáng than they can't eat.

If the sister-in-law is really willing to train their cafeteria master, even if the master can only learn one or two dishes, they can often come to the cafeteria to change their tastes in the future.

"If he doesn't mind, we can communicate with each other." Gu Bai said modestly.

mind? How many people dream of being able to get the guidance of my sister-in-law, and a fool would refuse, okay?

"Then let's try two dishes now, don't worry, sister-in-law, if you really can't eat it, I'll eat it all for you." Zhao Mingyu couldn't wait to take Gu Bai to the cafeteria window to order food.

Because there are relatively few people who come to eat at ordinary times, in order not to pay for ingredients, the cafeteria implements an ordering system. The menu is placed on the wall, and you can order directly from the chef if you want to eat.

Gu Bai looked at today's recipes in the cafeteria. They were all very common and homely dishes, so he ordered two of the simplest ones: "Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and shredded hot and sour potatoes."