Interstellar Chef Raising a Baby

"Spiritual sublimation?" Saibandes' handsome face flashed with a hint of astonishment.

The blood of their ancient family has led to the extraordinary talents of every generation of men’s spiritual power.

Since birth, it is destined to surpass thousands of people in the universe.

He himself is of the eighth rank of spiritual power, and his younger brother is full.

However, they also have a limitation. When they approach the age of eighteen, their mental power will tend to solidify, and once they are finally formed, they cannot go further.

No matter what kind of cultivation method, how to train, or even the spirit stone energy stone, it can only store mental power, but cannot improve it.

Now talking about the mental power of the full rank, has it moved?

The most absurd thing Saibandes has ever heard is this one.

"Before the college entrance examination at the age of seventeen, you had already reached the full level in advance, and your mental body was completely solidified. Sublimation? No matter how delicious this pig's feet are, you don't have to exaggerate to lie to me."

The corner of Mu Ming's mouth turned up, "Big Brother, you are so uninteresting."

If he usually said this in the cafeteria, many people would think it was just a compliment to the food. Who would think that if he really ate a pig's trotters, his mental power would increase?

Ha ha.

"However, it means literally." Mu Ming tucked down the golden hair, his blue eyes flickered, "Although I don't know what it is above the tenth level, I can clearly feel that my solidified mental power has become more...thick. Long."

Saibandes squinted. "Do you know what you're talking about?"

"Oh, brother is very excited? Oh, I almost forgot, what kind of honorary president of human development are you. The limitation of human progress may be broken. Are you excited?"

"...This is not heavy, point."

"According to my observations, there is no evolutionary effect on mental powers below level six. At level seven and above, the probability of occurrence is uncertain." Mu Ming grinned, "if it wasn't for my full level, I might also think it was caused by my own training. Power grows naturally."

Saibandes drew his heart fiercely.

"Big brother, can you be trapped for twenty years of mental breakthrough, excited, huh?"

Mu Ming said with a smile, but suddenly glanced at the military watch, "I should go back to training, brother, take a good rest."

Saibandes: "!"

This military area made him unprecedentedly bright.

Saibandes clenched his teeth, and quickly closed and opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and got out of bed by himself.

**

Liu Weiwei in the next room quickly heard a knock on the door.

She opened the door and saw the tall Western man standing at the door wearing a sick suit, with a pale face that could not hide his handsome appearance. She was not surprised at all.

"Mr. Saibandes." Liu Weiwei gave way back, "please come in."

The strong smell of pig's feet is obviously more arrogant in this source room, like a gathering place of evil.

Saibandes curled his eyebrows.

His excellent brain clearly saw everything in this small ward as soon as he opened the door.

Cooking table, fireplace, various dishes, incubator, a pet bunny, a strange dog, and a woman in a white coat.

There are no hospital beds here!

This is definitely planned for a long time.

Making fragrance next to him, but not offering it to him to eat, instead letting other people dangle in front of him after the feast is baptized with fragrance.

This woman... is deliberately seduce him!

Saibandes' eyes narrowed slightly.

He knew that it was impossible for the Star Alliance government to watch him die. They wanted him too much to live, create a steady stream of wealth, and keep donating for the benefit of the Star Alliance construction.

Send him an unrelated person to the military area, send soldiers to stand at his door, and forbid him to leave. There are also two medical robots in the ward, and they don't usually harass him, but as long as he does self-harm, they will definitely stop him.

This woman is not a member of the military district or the government. This is a certain way they want him to survive.

Saibandes could tell at a glance that although she was not wearing a military uniform in her white coat, appearing in a base that no civilians could enter, it means that her identity and daily work are unusual.

He didn't speak, waiting for her to introduce herself, even actively inviting him to dinner, the corners of his mouth were sarcasm.

But soon, he found that he was thinking too well and too confident.

This woman doesn't kill him at all!

After opening the door, she sat back behind the table, smashed the bunny on the ground in her arms, began to fluff her hair up and down, and picked up a plate of green vegetables like turquoise, one by one with chopsticks. Send it to Little Mao Bunny's mouth.

The little bunny was too busy. After a while he was so comfortable that he called twice, and then two small furry paws were holding vegetables that were about the same length as his head, chirp, chick, chick, and his little mouth chewed so fast that he couldn't stop at all. Come down.

It lay down on her thigh, the whole rabbit body stretched out comfortably, and the head was lying on its back. Both rabbit eyes had been narrowed into a straight line, which was obviously very comfortable.

While enjoying a full body massage, while being fed by the beauty.

The corners of Saibandes' mouth twitched fiercely.

He didn't know how to enjoy this rabbit before.

And the weird dog that he noticed as soon as he entered the door, also turned over, revealing its big bones under its stomach.

It seemed to have had a dream, and it was so beautiful that it bubbling. Before its eyes opened, its paws slapped on the bones, its mouth widened with teeth, and its scarlet tongue licked. It licked the big bones a few times, and happily He hummed his tail, rolled over and fell asleep again.

This is no ordinary pet dog!

Saibandes saw its teeth clearly, not so much the canine teeth, it may be more like an unknown murderous beast, its mouth is fine and dense with at least a hundred fangs.

Obviously this dog-like pet is very small, but when he is standing in the room, his neck suddenly feels cold. There is no doubt that if he does something extraordinary, his neck will be bitten by this weird pet in the next moment!

"Are you the one who was sent to cook for me?" Saibandes said instantly.

The situation is clear.

With force, he is undoubtedly at a disadvantage.

This woman...a bit weird.

Liu Weiwei smiled harmlessly, "Yes."

Her simple answer made Sybandes stunned.

Liu Weiwei didn't mean to embarrass him deliberately, she pulled out the chair by the table, "Sit down, wait a moment."

Saibandes squinted.

You don't need too much nonsense with smart people. It's her job to feed him, and he is willing to knock on the door here again. She also knows his willingness to eat.

It hits it off.

"Thank you." Saibandes is still a gentleman, "you cook all those foods? The smell is very attractive, the color and appearance are top-quality, they impressed me, no less than the five-star level of cooking."

Liu Weiwei said, not modest at all.

She took off the rabbit calf in her arms and rubbed the softest meat on it, before smashing the rabbit back on the ground, rubbing her hands with antiseptic alcohol, and then took out a little bit from the space. The Founder's lunch box was placed on the table.

The lunch box was pushed directly in front of Saibandes.

"Please use it."

Saibandes took a deep breath of the intoxicating smell in the room, and his personal space was almost emptied.

Most of the "heritage" was mailed to the younger brother, even distributed to subordinates, or directly donated.

Otherwise, he really wants to take out a bottle of 1983 antique red wine and eat it with this attractive pig's feet.

Slightly bitter, yet mesmerizing smooth taste, combined with the soft and sweet trotters, it will be an excellent combination of cream and cake.

Saibandes are good at eating.

Unlike ordinary wealthy people, ancient families like them have a profound heritage, and even antique liquors, antique recipe recipes and even antique piano scores have been preserved.

He can't say he likes food, but he definitely knows how to taste it.

The cooking techniques that many chefs learned from the Gastronomy Association throughout their lives cannot satisfy his picky tongue.

The essence of cooking is not the seasoning, but the characteristics of each ingredient, whether it is fully inspired by the chef, and the fusion of the ingredients.

The corner of Sybandes' mouth was hooked, which could increase his mental power and exude an scent that even he could not bear. This kind of cooking really made him very interested.

"I hope I don't let me down." Saibandes is confident that he can appreciate more than his brother who has been in the army all the time.

Liu Weiwei didn't even look at him, she stood up smartly and threw the cooking table and materials into the space station.

Saibandes gritted his teeth, reached out and opened the box.

Ten seconds later...

"what is this!?"

His face is distorted.

Liu Weiwei had cleaned up all the ward, and turned on the new fan in this ward by the way.

The interstellar military zone version upgrades the new fan to eliminate odors and exchange fresh air in just one second.

In an instant, the charming and intoxicating rich fragrance in the room dissipated completely, as if they had never appeared at all.

"This is what I tailor-made for Mr. Saibandes-white porridge."

"Suitable for your stomach that hasn't eaten for a long time."

A faint smile hung on the corner of Liu Weiwei's mouth, which was a mockery in the eyes of the other party.

Saibandes looked at the almost solid glue in front of him, almost all of the melted rice grains, a puff of blood rushed to his forehead.

He has lived for so long and has never been deceived like this!

When he goes to any star restaurant, the chef dare not entertain him with white porridge like this, especially...

"Those scents of your cooking are just for me to smell?" Saibandes couldn't believe it.

Liu Weiwei nodded, "Yes, the aroma is only for appetizers. But for the sake of health, if you haven't eaten for a long time, it would be better not to consume so many oil stars for the time being."

Saibandes has always had a good temper, but now it has exploded, but the door is closed to say goodbye to him.

"At night, I will ask the robot to bring you porridge, and I will go back to work in the cafeteria."

"!"

Saibandes almost slapped the table with anger.

He didn't want to eat a bowl of white porridge with no taste at all!

However, for the sake of God, he wants to see if he can really improve his mental power.

He quickly picked up the spoon angrily and stuffed it into his mouth, which was more painful than swallowing disgusting nutrients.

There is no taste, only white porridge of any taste!

Saibandes chewed angrily.

But when he was about to swallow directly, his eyes were suddenly taken aback.

Sweet?

The white porridge...is sweet in the mouth!

Saibandes forgot to put down the spoon in his hand, and he was shocked for a while.

In his life, he has drunk high-quality seafood porridge, noble sea urchin and lobster meat, also drank high-quality 5A beef porridge, and even drank gold leaf 100 rice porridge...

There has never been a cook who would send him a bowl of porridge.

He has never drunk such ordinary white porridge, and he has never tasted the boring rice porridge at the beginning, and then in the end, the sweet fragrant rice porridge slowly rises.

He was a little surprised.

This feeling is hard to describe.

Just like he occasionally got interested, bought a civilian lottery, and finally won the 5 million prize, there was some unexpected consternation and small surprises.

He hadn't eaten for many days, but his strong mental power and physical fitness did not make him fall.

Even he thought he would have no problem eating big fish and meat.

But after eating this bowl of white porridge, he realized that his mouth was already faint, and there was even a hint of numbness in his mouth.

The long-term fasting, without any taste bud stimulation, still made his mouth and taste fall into a deep sleep, until this spoonful of warm and gentle white rice porridge calmly awakened him.

This sweetness is not as strong as yesterday's smell, like a crit of a jar of chocolate sauce, nor is it like the meaty and deliciousness of today, as if being carried by a pig running on the big lawn... but just like The clear water flows gently over the tip of the tongue, sliding into the body from the mouth, a silent baptism.

Saibandes closed his thin lips tightly. In the moment he had just mobilized most of his mental power, he felt the delicate sweetness in his mouth with all his heart and soul.

It was faint, as if the breeze was blowing on the face, and as if the light smoke passed away, as if it would disappear if not paying attention.

The porridge that looks like grains of rice can hardly be seen in the stewed place. It is as smooth as a simple liquid, without his chewing. The moment it flows into the throat, the most primitive rice fragrance spreads from the depths of the taste buds, from the inside to the outside. Feel the extreme warmth of this bowl of porridge.

Saibandes closed his eyes and squeezed the spoon in his hand.

But after a while, the spoon moved quickly.

The heat is locked under the congee and noodles, tightly wrapped in the bowl.

The uninterrupted entrance, uninterruptedly bursts out a shallow sweetness from the mouth, when the speed reaches a certain level, it is like a complete awakening of his hunger!

The belly began to scream inelegantly, and the brain consciousness was safely controlled by the hand holding the spoon.

Eat, eat, he has to eat!

Until the spoon was dug to the bottom of the bowl, and there was a crisp sound of porcelain collision, he seemed to have escaped from a fierce battle, sweating profusely, his pale cheeks turned red, and even his eyes became sharp and terrifying. stand up!

"Mental power...slowly recovered."

The spoon fell on the table.

In the bowl, there was nothing left of a grain of rice.

Saibandes took a heavy breath and fell on the back of the chair.

The pale walls of the clinic seemed to be colored in his eyes.

[You know her! who is she? Are you a cook in the military region? I want to... hire her with a high salary! 】

He struggled to send this message to his brother.

**

Liu Weiwei had already returned to the cafeteria.

The task reminded her that she had completed 1/14, indicating that the porridge had played a role, and the acceptance of billionaires was still quite high.

Gee.

"Teacher, what's the matter?" Yang Likun saw a smile on her mouth, a little goose bumps.

"It's nothing, but suddenly I feel that some people are really cheap."

"Huh?" Yang Likun immediately took the knife in his hand.

"If you don't eat good high-end cuisine, you have to die. Now eating a sweetened porridge makes you feel very happy, don't you think it's a bit cheap?"

"Uh, it seems to be a bit. The sweetened white porridge is delicious, but..." Yang Likun shook his head, "I still like other dishes."

Liu Weiwei nodded.

The canteen has been in operation for a while, and the soldiers who often go to the canteen have continuously improved their acceptance of food and the dimension of happiness.

A bowl of white rice porridge with simple sugar can't really stimulate the happiness of the resident soldiers.

But billionaires find it new.

Liu Weiwei shook her head.

The second she saw this task, she made up her mind to teach this guy severely, and she wouldn't cook any real dishes for him if she didn't lose 20 or 30 catties.

trouble making!

Every year, I don’t know how many people die from accidents and violence.

Even death from poverty, starvation, emotional injury, etc.... Suicide in pain.

I don’t know what fun there is, and I don’t want to live anymore, it’s the kind of slut's hypocritical!

She glanced at Yang Likun's situation, helped to fry the big pot of dishes, and pointed out a few more words.

Turning around, she turned on Zhi Nao and sent a message to An Hao and Zhen to work hard.

She is ready to open a physical store!

The evil rich people made her feel deeply that they don't cherish food. On the contrary, there are so many people in the world that they can't eat. This kind of contrast has seriously stimulated her.

She originally wanted to wait a little longer, but now decided to put it on the agenda immediately.

Her shop even refused to let the wealthy enter.

What billionaire friendship is not needed!

**

Just when Liu Weiwei was secretly trying to starve Sybandes, he also received a letter from her brother in the family.

Very simple, four words.

[Don't even think about it. 】

As soon as Saibandes saw the reply, he had already guessed the identity of Liu Weiwei.

She is a reusable cook in the canteen of the military area, without a doubt.

No soldier, including his brother, didn't want her to leave.

But how can such a delicacy be sealed in such a small area?

It should spread throughout the universe, on his table, on the table of every one of his friends.

Saibandes' eyes changed completely.

**

In the evening, he received a dinner made by Liu Weiwei, which was still porridge.

But this time it was accompanied by something else, fermented bean curd.

The robot that came to deliver the food gave him the incubator and entered a waiting sleep state. Obviously, he has to take back the dinner plate he finished later.

Saibandes did not rush the robot to leave.

He took the porridge bowl out the first time, and took a deep breath.

Well, it's delicious.

Saibandes has admitted that even white rice porridge is fragrant, but it is not so rich, like an elegant lady who accidentally drops a handkerchief dyed with incense on the side of the road, although it is just a small gesture, but considerate gentlemen Will find out.

There was an extremely satisfied look on his face.

When he looked for the spoon in the incubator, he didn't notice a small green light suddenly lit up on the head of the robot next to it, and it went out soon.

He didn't know that when he couldn't wait to taste the first porridge, the close-up of his face had already been transmitted to the research office of the Military Science Research Bureau...

"This rich man, I'm afraid it's not his brain sickness? To the porridge, he showed a wretched expression like finding his sweetheart, hissing and scary." Li Sanpang hugged himself directly with a face of resistance.

Scientists around him are watching the report data that pops up from time to time, "His heartbeat has increased, his blood pressure has risen somewhat, and his adrenaline has increased."

Another man in a flat-headed white coat also squeezed over, "Has he eaten fermented bean curd?"

"Not yet." Li Sanpang rolled his eyes, "This guy is even more greedy than me. When he sees the rice porridge, his heartbeat speeds up and he can't stand it! Has the doctor contacted? I will eat the god-level delicious Terminator fermented bean curd later. I really doubt whether his blood vessels will burst."

"Well, I communicated with the chief military doctor."

Cybandes might have given him a hundred opportunities, but he would not have guessed that he has been monitored since the day he was sent to the military area clinic for observation.

Now not only his vital signs are monitored, but his eating response is also completely used as a test mouse.

Of course, poison will not kill him.

Mu Ming suggested this test with a white mouse.

After all, Liu Weiwei's cooking enhances mental power and is only useful for level seven and above. A Tier 8 man lying idle in the military area to spend his time is of course the most suitable test subject.

Saibands was sold by his irrational brother.

The scientists naturally joined the second experimental project-fermented bean curd.

The scientists of the seasoning production team are all crowded in front of the big screen at this moment, excited and excited to see what their latest production of fermented bean curd will bring to this experimental subject.

The fermented bean curd is a recipe given by Liu Weiwei two days ago.

After the research of scientists, fermented bean curd with mold will make the protein digestion and absorption rate higher, and the vitamin content will be richer. At the same time, minerals such as iron and zinc are more easily absorbed by the body.

They restored Liu Weiwei's formula in the past two days, and tried different ratios of 136 different materials, which increased the trace elements that guide the spirit, and under the verification of Li Sanpang, they completed the perfect copy of the taste. .

But apart from the scientists who tested it by themselves, no one else has tried it.

This time, it happened to be delivered with Liu Weiwei's porridge.

The scientists looked up and saw Saibandes taking a bite of white porridge, and frowned immediately when they found him.

"The indicators have fallen, and the heartbeat has begun to return to normal."

"There is no fluctuation in mental power."

"Looks disappointed."

Scientists are a little strange.

According to Major Mu Ming, the mental power should have been improved, but it did not.

But soon Saibandes tentatively scooped a small spoonful of fermented bean curd, placed it in front of his eyes, and sent it to his mouth, the scientists couldn't help but exclaim.

"His pupils have dilated! His heartbeat has accelerated again!"

"wait,……"

The scientist didn't say anything, and he got stuck in his throat in an instant, because all the data monitoring curves on the screen at this moment all rose sharply!

In the picture, the blue eyes of Saibandes had already stared out, a rare ungentleman.

He was throwing the fermented bean curd into the white porridge at a rapid speed, and the gorgeous rose red instantly bloomed in the milky white, which was magnificent.

He picked up the spoon again, this time full of awe and surprise on his face, taking a big mouthful at a crazy speed, sucking the whole bowl of porridge into his mouth gruntingly.

In the laboratory, Li Sanpang touched his chin and fell into thought.

"Mental power has risen?"

"Neither the white porridge alone nor the fermented bean curd produced any changes in the experimental body. But when the two were eaten together, it rose?