The evil female's soft waist makes the interstellar boss unable to sleep at night

Chapter 101: Serving the Mistress is the Beast Husband’s Duty
It was the other person's words that brought her back to her senses. "What is this bun made of?"

There are not many plants in the interstellar space, and wheat is even more impossible to grow. Saint Anlan didn't know where Pushe Yuan got this white and yellow dough from, but the texture was so similar to that of wheat on Earth.

Pushe Yuan smiled faintly: "It's the flesh of the Demonic Food Fruit. I happened to see that Ant-Man likes to eat this kind of thing, so I picked some to try. I didn't expect that when ground into powder, it would look very similar to the flour described in ancient books."

"Princess, do you know this thing is called a bun?"

Saint Anlan was stunned when she heard this. She said it casually and never thought that the interstellar people didn't know this.

However, since Pushe Yuan knew this, he must have read the book.

She nodded as if to conceal her feelings. "I saw it in an ancient book before and was planning to make it, but I couldn't find the right powder."

The other person appeared in front of him in a white princess nightgown. The pure white color and classical design made Pushe Yuan feel that the person in front of him was elegant and noble at first glance.

She had just woken up and was still a little confused, which made Pushe Yuan think she was very cute.

This was the first time he had come across such a down-to-earth Saint Anlan.

He took a quick look at it and then put it away.

Then he stood up and took a set of clothes from the cupboard beside him and handed it to her, "Princess, your clothes are ready. You can eat after you change."

Sheng Anlan paused as he looked at the clothes in front of him. "This dress... I can do it myself. There's no need to do this."

Pushe Yuan smiled slightly, his long, slanted phoenix eyes full of light, "Serving the female master is the duty of a beast husband."

This time they came to the interstellar space with light luggage, and Qiao Mo did not come with them. Sheng Anlan was not a wealthy woman when she was on Earth, so she was more than capable of taking care of herself. She asked Qiao Mo to bring some clothes and prepared to arrange herself. Unexpectedly, Pushe Yuan actually did Qiao Mo's work.

She was a little uncomfortable with it, so she said slowly, "I can do this kind of thing myself."

Pushe Yuan nodded slightly without refutation: "I understand."

Saint Anlan felt relieved that the other party listened to him.

The clothes were all displayed in the cloakroom, and the skirt that Pushe Yuan took was one of the ones she wore every day.

While changing her clothes after entering the room, Saint Anlan felt somewhat fortunate that the dress she wore was a more conservative princess nightgown, otherwise it would have been extremely embarrassing.

After changing and washing up, she walked back to the restaurant.

The food was very tempting. As soon as Saint Anlan sat down, he couldn't wait to grab a fried bun and start eating it. He took a bite and found it was full of soup and vegetable filling, which made Saint Anlan very satisfied.

"Really delicious."

Pushe Yuan looked at the other person with a smile in his eyes, "As long as the princess likes it."

If Pushe Yuan had not done what he did before, he would have been a really good friend to Sheng Anlan.

She is willing to study food, and many of the food she makes is even better than her own.

This juice is sour and sweet. I don’t know what it’s made from, but it tastes very good.

After breakfast, Saint Anlan called a servant who was guarding the door and said, "Go and call the farmer over."

The rabbit-eared beastman said "yes" and left.

Soon, the farmer arrived.

Saint Anlan looked at him and asked, "How many orcs are there on the farm?"

The farmer said solemnly, "Princess, there are thirty-four of them in total."

"How many people are responsible for producing the nutrient solution?"

"Nine people in total."

“Are they all old employees?”

"Yes, I've been doing this for many years." Sheng Anlan pondered for a moment and said, "Give me a detailed list."

"Yes."

After asking a few questions, St. Anlan let the farmer go.

She called someone to inquire today on purpose, just to see the farmer's reaction.

She just asked casually, but the other party didn't hesitate for too long and answered very quickly, which could be considered fluent. It can be seen that he is very familiar with the farm staff.

The other party conveyed the document very quickly. In less than ten minutes, the list of orc workers responsible for the production of nutrient solution was sent to her.

Sheng Anlan opened the light computer and took a look. From their entry into the factory to the annual physical examination data, there was no problem with the process.

"Princess, do you think there is something wrong with these workers?" Pushe Yuan asked when he saw Saint Anlan looking at the list of people in charge of the nutrient solution factory.

Sheng Anlan nodded: "If there are no major problems in the production process, we can only start with the people."

"I also asked someone to check on the people on the farm yesterday."

"How?" asked Saint Anlan.

"What the farmer just said is basically true. There isn't much turnover in personnel, so it doesn't seem like there's any problem."

Saint Anlan understood his implication: "It seems so?"

Pusheyuan walked around her and pointed at the entire farm. "The people in the nutrient solution factory might be okay, but the people in charge of other parts of the farm are also possible. Unfortunately, I've been here for a short time and haven't been able to find out who they are."

Pushe Yuan said the last sentence very modestly, but Sheng Anlan knew that the other party must have already experienced it.

If nothing else, just from the way he cooks you can tell that he is the kind of person who either doesn't cook at all or does it thoroughly.

I'm afraid he has encountered some difficult problems here.

Saint Anlan looked at him and asked, "Where do you think we need to check carefully?"

The other party was indeed very insightful, and he reacted instantly after he said something.

Pushe Yuan said: "The more insignificant the matter, the easier it is for people to ignore it, and the more likely they are to take action."

Saint Anlan nodded. "In that case, let's take a good look around the farm today. We haven't visited it in a long time. Maybe we can find something different."

Pushe Yuan and she looked at each other and smiled: "Pushe Yuan is willing to accompany the princess."

Because they wanted to conduct a secret investigation, Saint Anlan did not inform the farm owner. The two of them strolled around casually as if they were visiting a farm.

This time they did not go to the factory, but walked along the vegetable garden.

It is called a vegetable garden, but it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a fern plantation.

The soil in the vegetable garden is not very fertile and is only suitable for the growth of various ferns. Various ferns grow in it in a haphazard manner, which is far less regular than the vegetable gardens on Earth.

Saint Anlan was still wondering why the vegetable garden was not weeded and tidyed up for easier picking, but the next moment, looking at the barren land and the robot beside her, she silently shut her mouth.

The land was indeed barren, not even grass could grow.

Everything is collected mechanically, so there is no need for people to go in and harvest them one by one.

The ferns grew thickly and in many varieties, and Saint Anlan couldn't help but feel a little itchy inside.

As I walked, I unconsciously walked inside.

I saw a fern that looked like a fan and was about to squat down to take a closer look.

Suddenly a sharp voice came: "Princess, be careful!"

(End of this chapter)