The Almighty Goddess of Interstellar Rebirth Has Fallen

Before he could calm down and make an expression management, he saw that the thing called potato chips he put into the pot was caught by another instructor.

Without hesitation, Mo Ling picked up a knife and fork and grabbed it with a fork.

The instructor didn't show weakness. This cauldron was obviously used by everyone, whoever picked it up was whoever grabbed it from his fork. This was a clear provocation, right? !

For a time, swords and swords shadowed between the two, and in the blink of an eye, several tricks had passed in the flash of cold light.

Mo Ling's skill was superior, and he shoved the large piece of potato chips into his mouth.

Ye Huang twitched the corners of his mouth.

Listening to the crisp sound of the potato chips, you know that they are not cooked yet!

"These potato chips,"

Ye Huang reminded, "Boil it for a while, it will become glutinous and taste even better!"

"It's all delicious, it's all delicious!"

Without waiting for Mo Ling to speak, Siman, who was beside him, finally swallowed the meat in his mouth, and after quickly picking up the words, he immediately got busy again, and turned a deaf ear to Ye Huang's words:

more cooking time...

Haven't seen it until the pot is gone? !

The other instructors who were having dinner together only glanced at Ye Huang when they saw Ye Huang coming in. After hurriedly waving to say hello like Siman, they continued to bow their heads and eat.

You can't do it if you don't grab it. The people at the same table are too strong in combat. We all know that there are many customers in the store today. Who knew that Ye Huang and the others in this hot pot restaurant are not enough? !

Not rushing to eat, waiting to lick the empty pot? !

Ye Huang, who wanted to communicate with everyone to express her gratitude, had no choice but to watch everyone eat with her arms folded, and the corners of her mouth twitched again.

"Aren't you used to using chopsticks?"

Ye Huang saw that most of the prepared chopsticks were useless, and couldn't help but ask, "Are the chopsticks bad?"

Interstellar humans all eat nutritional supplements, and most people do not use chopsticks. If people in the lower classes can't afford nutritional supplements, they will eat a lot of things and have a lot of tools for eating.

There are chopsticks, but more use of knives, because Interstellar meat, without her handling method, not to mention the taste is very bad, the meat quality, even if it is cooked, it is generally very woody.

It's not ordinary firewood, and some of them can't even bite. They need a knife to cut them open bit by bit to eat...

So use more knives.

Even with chopsticks, some of the usages are not consistent with the chopsticks she is used to. The chopsticks are also varied, and even directly turned into chopsticks and forks, with more branches and strange shapes.

Ye Huang had already taught everyone how to use chopsticks at home. At this time, he looked at the flying knives and everyone who held a chopstick directly in the palm of his hand and used it as a tine...

For a while, my eyes hurt a little.

Interstellar is indeed a wonderful era where barbarism and civilization coexist.

"Ye Huang, you are busy with your work,"

Siman took the time to say, "Don't worry about us—by the way, do you still have this slice of meat, can I have more? You know that our instructors have a lot of activities, so this is not enough!"

"exactly!"

As soon as Siman said these words, everyone who had regained consciousness immediately said in unison, "And these dishes, and also—that ice-cold red grapes!"

"Red grapes are self-fetched,"

Ye Huang said with a smile, "The smart waiter doesn't care which one is given. The fruits and snacks over there are all picked up by yourself... You can take some of our snacks and try them. That one is free without charge, it is a gift—"

"Say early!"

Siman immediately jumped up and ran out, "I knew I would eat in the hall, it's near the cabinet!"