The strongest battle spirit system

Chapter 27 The Story of the Cooking Class ([-]) 【For Collection】

I saw that the ground on that small road was broken in many places, and the surroundings were even more dilapidated. The thatched cottages seemed to collapse at any time, and even when walking a few steps forward, there was still some vomiting A strange smell wafted from there.

"Brother, please, please tell me, you made a mistake, right?"

"How could it be? Behind the thatched hut of the cooking team is the only thatched hut in our Suzaku Camp. A place like theirs can be recognized by any fool." After pondering for a while, the man asked: "Brother, you are doing well. Why do you come to this kind of place? Judging by your outfit, you must be new here, right? "

Hearing this, Lin Xi immediately laughed out loud, straightened her back, waved her hands hurriedly and said: "Brother, you are joking, you are joking, do you think I, Lin Xi, can come to this kind of place to work? Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"That's good, I'll take my leave first." The man cupped his hands.

"Go slow, go slow"

Smiling and waving, looking at the man's leaving back, Lin Xi turned her head and wanted to cry.

Damn it, Lin Xi thinks that she is also a high-quality person. If she knew it was this kind of place, she wouldn't come if she was beaten to death. She would brag and scold him along the way. Now, let's see Own.

This face of his own is now being slapped by himself.

Even just now, Lin Xi didn't dare to announce her honorable title of "Little Soldier Zhuge Liang", because she was afraid that the other party had heard some rumors, and it would be embarrassing at that time.

With the last trace of longing in her heart, Lin Xi cautiously walked along the path.

Not far away, he saw at the end of this dilapidated path, there were a few chubby guys scurrying around with a few big black pots on their backs.

One of the fat people who came out of the thatched hut was like an inflated balloon. Lin Xi really broke into a cold sweat for him, and it might burst with a bang in the next moment.

Behind those fat people, that is, on the other side of the thatched hut, there are hundreds of pots.

Next to the stove, a chubby man was busy adding water and rice to the pot, and the other was busy picking up firewood to stuff into the stove.

Sensing that someone was coming, the fat man who Lin Xi was worried about for him earlier walked over with nimble small steps.

Lin Xi's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost. He never thought that this kind of fat man who was bulging like a balloon could walk so lightly and gracefully.

I have seen it, Lin Xi has really learned a lot.

"Who are you looking for?" Seeing that Lin Xi was dressed cleanly and looked fair and smart, the fat man didn't even think about Lin Xi coming to the cooking class to report.

Lin Xi raised her head and replied, "I'm here to report."

It's better to talk about this kind of thing earlier, so as not to brag too much, then the lie will be self-defeating, and it will be embarrassing to stay in this place.

The fat man who "reported" looked Lin Xi up and down, then turned his head and yelled, "Everyone stop, come here, come quickly, we have a newcomer in the cooking class."

After a while, all seven people from the cooking class arrived.

The head of the cooking team is the fattest guy in front of Lin Xi, also known as Fatty.

According to their respective body sizes, they are sorted down one by one until Qipang.

Lin Xi looked up at the big and small chubby guys in front of him, and noticed that the flesh on their bodies was still shaking, especially the places that couldn't be covered by the clothes, as if oil could be squeezed out.

Taking a deep breath, cold sweat broke out on Lin Xi's forehead, and he swallowed hard. It was the first time in his life that he could see several such fat people at once.

"Hmph! Cough cough!"

Seeing the honest and naive looks of these seven people, Lin Xi took off the silver helmet on his head, threw it on the ground in such a chic way, and then looked at them with blinking eyes and a smile.

"Brothers, they are all young and promising people at first glance! Let me introduce myself, standing in front of you now, the one who looks like a tree is Zhuge Liang, who is called 'Brother Xi' by people in the world."

While speaking, Lin Xi couldn't help but brushed her hair upwards with her hands, as if she was rubbing mousse on her hair.

"Ah, you, you are the little soldier Zhuge Liang who was assigned to our cooking class!" San Pang squinted his eyes, and couldn't tell if the guy was really surprised, anyway, he could slightly notice his lips moving.

"That's right, 'Little Soldier Zhuge Liang' is your brother Xi." Lin Xi said.

"Zhuge Liang, I just heard about the incident on your way here when I went to carry firewood. I didn't see it. You know that you have been assigned to our cooking class, and you dare to fight against their main force and vanguard army. It's really a face for our cooking squad leader!"

Although the three fat people always talk about "our" and "our", what he said made Lin Xi feel very comfortable listening.

After Sanpang finished speaking, Lin Xi could vaguely feel that the eyes from Big Fatty to Seventh Fatty looked at him with respect.

Such a microscopic detail allowed Lin Xi to realize that the life of these seven chubby men was not pleasant here, and they were probably not less angry with those members of the main force and vanguard who thought they were superior to others.

It is also a kind of fate that I can come here and meet them.

Lin Xi didn't despise them, but there was a trace of warmth in his expression, which made the seven people feel that Lin Xi should be the kind to get along with easily.

"What are you doing?" Lin Xi asked as he saw a burning stove not far away, walking towards it.

"Zhuge Liang, you came at the right time. We just started cooking, and we will be eating in a quarter of an hour." Qi Pang walked the fastest, and was the first to keep up with Lin Xi, and answered him behind him. The problem.

"Is it?"

Curious, Lin Xi came to the stove, lifted the lid and took a look, only to see a dark piece inside, and he didn't know what was cooking, and he felt sick for a moment if he didn't pay attention.

Lin Xi slapped his nose and asked, "Fatty, what's cooked here?"

"Mi ah!"

"Meter?"

You take me for a fool!

Didn't I see the white rice you just put in?
This white rice can also be boiled into black rice, you don't know how to cook it with soil, do you?

Lin Xi thought about it, but said: "I remember that what you put in just now was white rice, why did it turn into black rice?"

Hearing Lin Xi's question, the seven of them couldn't help sighing in unison.

In the end, Big Fatty stood up and explained: "Zhuge Liang, you don't know. All the rice we get from the cooking team has been stored for a long time and has lost more than [-]% of its aura. This kind of rice, as long as you cook it It will turn black after a while, and eventually even the rice grains will be black."

"Wo Cao, aren't you the cooking team? There should be a lot of rice! Why use waste rice?"

"Zhuge Liang, you didn't know when you first came here. No one from our cooking class came here to eat as early as more than 100 years ago. They all looked down on us, thinking that coming here is not clean, and they have lost their identity."

(End of this chapter)