Interstellar Mecha Chef

Chapter 528 I Don't Like To Eat Your Saliva
"Isn't there only [-] official fleets for each legion? They don't do anything if they don't fight. There shouldn't be a fleet missing. Why did they suddenly upgrade?" You Zixin was also surprised, and looked at Shi Yaoqian eagerly waiting to hear gossip .

Shi Yaoqian was complaining in his heart. He wanted to get together with his old friends and say hello to Lin Miaomiao. After all, she was the girl he had liked for a long time. He should ask her if she was doing well. People are entangled.

He wanted to bypass You Zixin's endless questioning with the two of them, but he was afraid of hurting his friendship. He pretended not to know whether they were classmates and friends for several years, "I don't know much about these, our recruits The team is busy with training, so I don't have time to inquire about this, but I heard that the Fenjia fleet has been disbanded, and the soldiers under it have been dispersed into other fleets."

Lin Miaomiao raised her head in surprise. She thought it was Luo Jia who finally couldn't hold on, but she didn't expect that it was Fen Jia who was dismissed. This was too unexpected.

Not only was she surprised, even Xue Chen and Feng Liqin, who had always been prudent, couldn't believe it, "Fen Jia's strength seems to be pretty good, and it's not their turn to be disbanded. Doesn't Luo Jia always rank second to last every year? This year is the bottom one.”

Shi Yaoqian curled his lips and said disdainfully, "No matter how bad the official fleet is, it is still better than the affiliated fleet. You must know that when I first entered Longteng, I was a third-level mecha master, and I didn't have much actual combat experience. If I can make it into the top ten, otherwise, how can I be elected as a conscription representative this time."

After thinking about it, Lin Miaomiao felt that it was correct. Even a battlefield scavenger like Shen Yue was able to stay for such a long time without being cancelled. Doesn't that prove the saying 'a lean camel is bigger than a horse'?

The robot in the guest house started to serve food, and they stopped gossiping for a while, and started to pay attention to the food in the guest house. In the afternoon, they have to go to the arena to watch the game, so they have to eat well, and it’s not easy to eat if they get hungry halfway Snacks, are you wearing a military uniform?

Lin Miaomiao originally thought that the food here would be better than that in the canteen, but she didn't expect that it seemed to be worse than the one in the canteen. At least the food in the canteen was relatively refreshing. There would never be tofu in the fried radish, and the food here was almost like a stew. A bowl of stewed potatoes and white radish and tofu, with large pieces of fat inside, makes people lose their appetite.

"Why, is the food in the hostel like this? Stir-fried pork with carrots and sauerkraut and beans, scrambled eggs with onions, garlic sprouts and tomatoes, and roasted chicken drumsticks with bitter gourd and zucchini," Liu Cai'er was about to cry while clutching her chopsticks. She really couldn't eat such dishes.

Even Feng Liqin frowned in disgust, "Why don't you just cook all the dishes in one pot, and save the need to use such a bowl when serving it up, it would be more practical to put it in a big pot."

Everyone looked at each other and smiled bitterly, and began to consider whether they should just go out and drink nutritional supplements to fill their stomachs.

There were tables for eight people in the restaurant. Besides Lin Miaomiao and other six people they knew, there were also two strange female soldiers. They had already raised their chopsticks as if nothing had happened, as if they didn't mind the ugly appearance of these dishes at all.

Liu Cai'er watched it for a while, and felt that the two were eating with gusto, as if they were eating delicacies in the world, so she asked curiously, "Two sisters, are these dishes so delicious?"

The two female soldiers both looked about 40 to [-] years old. If they didn’t want to use unfamiliar titles such as senior and comrades, it would be more appropriate to call them elder sister. Hearing Liu Caier’s question, the ordinary-looking but gentle female soldier raised her head and smiled, "Whether it tastes good or not depends on the situation. These dishes look messy, but they are more comfortable than drinking nutritional supplements."

Another female soldier with a delicate face and slightly dark skin was not friendly, she kept picking up the dishes with chopsticks in her hands, and there were thorns on her mouth, "At first glance, you are like flowers in a greenhouse. No matter how many hardships, you will naturally know that even eating pig food is better than nutritional supplements after multitasking in the future and drinking too much nutritional supplements."

"Ah Lang, what are you talking about?" the ordinary-looking female soldier slightly annoyed, "Don't forget what you looked like when you first joined the fleet. You despise it and hate it. Now you can't get used to it. You have to let others get used to it. Chance."

A-Lang felt that he couldn't hold back anymore, and gave her a dissatisfied look, "Jiaohua, what's the matter with you, you don't help me and you protect outsiders, do you want to quarrel again?"

Jiaohua is in a bad mood, "Why are you like this? I agreed not to be called by this name. My name is Su Jing now, not Su Jiaohua. If you keep calling me, I will turn against you!"

The two glared at each other, snorted at the same time, and turned their heads away, ignoring each other and continuing to eat.

On the contrary, Liu Caier, who was the trigger of this war, was very disturbed, and whispered in Lin Miaomiao's ear, "What should I do? I caused them to quarrel!"

Lin Miaomiao couldn't help laughing. Looking at the actions of these two people, she was afraid that they usually quarreled a lot, so she shook her head and softly comforted her, "It's okay, their relationship should be very good, and they probably use their quarrels as seasoning on weekdays."

After appeasing the little friend, he raised his head, but met Alang's staring eyes. Lin Miaomiao almost raised his hand to rest his forehead. Was this man's ears too sharp?

"Let's eat," Liu Cai'er muttered and moved her chopsticks. In fact, what they said is true. Since you have become a soldier, you should not be too spoiled. In fact, these dishes are not good in appearance. It's too bad.

The foodies moved their chopsticks, and the others naturally followed. Only Lin Miaomiao still disliked it. She didn't dislike the bad dishes, but that the female soldier named A Lang was picking and stirring the dishes with her saliva-stained chopsticks.

Really unable to convince himself to speak, Lin Miaomiao sat on the sidelines and drank the fruit juice, thinking about going to the cafeteria for lunch in the future, or packing it in the villa in the morning.

If it wasn't for the rush of only one hour, she would have wanted to go back to the villa for dinner, and they didn't live in the guest house, and there was no place to rest after dinner, so they would either go back to the ring arena, or find a lawn to sit for a meeting.

"Why doesn't Miaomiao eat?" Feng Liqin touched her arm, "I don't know when the afternoon will end, so eat as much as you want."

"No," Lin Miaomiao shook her head and refused, "I'm not hungry yet, you can eat."

Feng Liqin knew that she would not change her mind after she made up her mind, so she didn't try to persuade her anymore, she lowered her head and continued to eat, but the female soldier named A Lang sneered and spit out three words, "Squeamish!"

Lin Miaomiao raised her eyebrows. She didn't eat it because of someone's bad habits. She didn't say it because of someone's bad habits. She didn't say it because she wanted to save face for her. She didn't expect that he didn't appreciate it at all, so she said coolly, "This comrade seems to have misunderstood the reason why I don't eat. gone."

A-Lang curled his red lips, "Isn't it just that he dislikes the bad food and doesn't want to eat it? What's the misunderstanding?"

"No," Lin Miaomiao shook his head and denied, "I don't like to eat your saliva, after all, you have washed the chopsticks many times for every dish."

Ah Lang was in a bad mood, his hands holding the chopsticks were petrified, while Liu Caier and the others all had ghostly looks on their faces, Xue Chen, who loves cleanliness, even threw down the chopsticks, "I'm full."

(End of this chapter)