Transmigrated into a villainous guide who picks up bargains, a useless person is transformed into a

On the other side, Bai Jian had already kneaded a huge dough ball, prompting the five inspectors to complain.

"I've never seen anyone so incompetent. They don't even know how to use an electronic scale. They add water when there's too much flour, and flour when there's too much water. They've rolled dough the size of mangoes into a mountain. Are they trying to stuff us to death?"

"The noodles are all over the place, and they're all stringy. It's a miracle that someone like this can get married."

"Did a snot just fly in there?"

"He looks like he's about to die."

"Just call the police. There's no point in continuing this competition. Arrest them as soon as possible and find out who's behind this."

"Let him continue competing. The higher-ups have given orders to take this opportunity to round up all the sentries who post opposing remarks and insult the guide on the public screen. Don't let a single one of them get away with it."

"Alright, I'll just have to bear with it a little longer."

Bai Jian, who was almost assassinated by the dough ball, had no idea that he would be going to jail in an hour at most.

Bai Jian was currently struggling with a lump of dough, and his hands, face, trouser legs, and clothes were all covered with stringy dough bits.

They're still adding dry noodles here, and it looks like they're about to completely "merge" with the dough.

The low-ranking sentries who initially supported him have mostly deserted now that they see he's no good.

There were only a pitiful 100 million+ viewers left in the live stream, half of whom were Hina's paid supporters, and the other half were just curious onlookers.

……

Lu Weiliang picked up the porcelain spoon and slowly poured the scalding hot red oil into the plate of white and green tripe and preserved vegetables.

With a crisp "sizzle," hot oil hits the steaming ingredients, and as white steam rises, the domineering spicy aroma explodes instantly.

Unlike the intense spiciness of chicken giblets that hits you right in the head, this spicy flavor has a rich and mellow taste.

The skilled cook could tell just by smelling the aroma that this dish, though it looked bright red and tempting, was actually tough on the outside but soft on the inside. The spiciness was only on the surface, and the taste was mostly a gentle warmth that soothed the stomach without burning the heart.

Lu Weiliang then added salt, chicken essence, soy sauce, minced garlic, and white sesame seeds in sequence... Finally, she put on disposable gloves and deftly mixed the ingredients with her fingertips. The red oil slid down her fingers, and each piece of dried vegetable was evenly coated with the sauce.

While she was busy, Sha Ling noticed that Lu Weiliang had sweat on her forehead, so she immediately took out a tissue to wipe it off for her. Her movements were swift and smooth. After wiping her, she bent down and deftly avoided the camera.

The scene immediately erupted in a cacophony of "Wow!"

The quantum computer transmitted a message from Luo Ren: [Yes, that's it, we have to fight and snatch!]

Sha Ling smiled triumphantly.

All of this was observed by an escaped sentry. Yan Mu stood on the roof of another building, his hands in his pockets.

The moment the snow wolf's spiritual senses were released, Sha Ling inside the building seemed to sense it, looked up, and their gazes collided in mid-air, instantly escalating the tension.

Almost simultaneously, Shenyu seemed to notice something as well, glancing indifferently at that corner.

His aura was weak, so it didn't alert the other two.

The cold dishes were portioned into plates, and the sentries took turns picking them up and respectfully placing them in front of the inspector.

Inspection 1 wore a fanboy-like expression of utter conquest: "Private Marseille, let's dig in!"

As the inspectors moved, the scene suddenly fell silent.

Especially in live streaming rooms, people have taken the sharing of sound and taste to the extreme.

[My goodness, what's that noise? Is it that big of a tree?]

[Here's a suggestion: turn the screen horizontally, close to your chin, for a more immersive sound experience!]

[Oh my god, people with heart conditions shouldn't try this. It's like a double blast; it almost gave me a heart attack.]

[It smells so good! The aroma is definitely stronger than the spiciness. Can you smell it? It has a unique, fresh plant fragrance. The flavor should be on the lighter, less greasy side.]

[Could you please remove number 4? He was already stealing vegetables earlier, and he's still doing it now. He has no manners at all.]

[This is nothing. If I were there, I would have fought even harder.]

[Damn it, I'm going to throw all those nutrient solutions out of the fridge right now.]

[Look, you're looking sexy again!]

[A suggestion for Director Lu: pairing him with some drinks would be better. I'm not a hater, just kidding.]

Lu Weiliang had also thought of this; it was time to bring out the old cola ancestor.

Everyone saw her take out three bottles of dark liquid from her computer and hand them to Monitors No. 2, No. 3, and No. 4 respectively.

The inspectors all frowned deeply, instinctively backed away, and two of them even jumped two meters high as if they were mice seeing a cat, due to visual stress.

Because the pollutants are black, sticky substances, interstellar people have a natural fear of black liquids.

In their eyes, this bottle of cola was like an interstellar version of Venom.

Lu Weiliang rubbed her nose awkwardly. She had forgotten about this. Giving interstellar people water of this color was almost the same as giving Earthlings filtered swill.

The ancestor's attempt to leave the mountain failed.

Sha Ling immediately noticed her wife's predicament, quickly glanced at the back of Guang's head, strode forward, and deftly put the bottles of cola into her spatial storage.

When he reached Shenyu, he was blocked by the mountain-like arm behind him.

Shenyu raised his eyes, his beautiful fox-like eyes sparkling, and asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

Sha Ling straightened her back; for some reason, this man made her very uncomfortable.

His gaze was sharp, and he gestured crisply: "My wife often makes this for me."

Although no words were spoken, the air suddenly became tense and inexplicably hot.

Shenyu smiled faintly: "Can I leave one bottle?"

Sha Ling turned around and, after receiving permission from Lu Weiliang's glance, slowly put down the soda bottle. However, this time she seemed to be carrying a bit of emotion, and the bottle hit the table with a "bang".

Shenyu's smile deepened, yet the divine aura on his face remained undiminished.

Lu Weiliang turned around to prepare the third dish, missing the tense atmosphere.

But the people in the live stream had very sharp eyes.

[That's pretty cool!]

[I sensed something else in the way this blue-haired sentinel was guarding its food.]

[I'm saying, everyone in the comments section, don't misunderstand. Lu Weiliang once spread a rumor that the priest was bald, so it's normal for her whistleblower to be a little fierce towards the priest.]

[Don't you understand? A woman's intuition is very accurate.]

[I also think the tension is a bit high. The priest may appear innocent and pure, but that smile has a hint of provocation. Tsk tsk tsk, they're really getting into it.]

[My Buick is already in poor health; I hope it doesn't kill him.]

Am I the only one interested in that bottle of black liquid? I want to try it.

[Another one has gone mad.]

[I'm not crazy. If Director Lu were my wife, I'd willingly feed me Da Lang's drugs.]

[The third dish seems to be ready.]

[Wow! Don't lie to me, I was taught by Potato, after all. Is this Potato?]

[Potatoes are truly a loyal family; they can be boiled or fried. This dish looks perfect too—golden and crispy, and tastes delicious.]

[Something's not right. Why is there still so much food left in Director Lu's pot? Was it left for someone?]

[It's a fan perk, maybe we'll give it away in a lucky draw on the public chat.]

[Brothers, hurry up and call! Insider information: the slogan is: Director Lu is the most beautiful!]

I don't know who started it, but the chat went completely off track, with everyone commenting that the director was the most beautiful.

A sentry in the uniform of the Central Military Region, with a smile on his face, waits on the other side, out of the camera's view.

Lu Weiliang scooped out the remaining crispy potato slices, packed them up, and quietly delivered them over.

The sentry flashed a row of white teeth, revealing a dark smile: "Thank you, Master's wife!"