The Strongest Deduction of the Comprehensive Comics

"Meng Yunbing, the highest level of human taste—that is, the holder of the 'Tongue of God'."

Chapter 437 This chef is very bad

Beside the cooking table in the kitchen, a tall female chef with a single ponytail and a mature woman all over her body, standing by the table, looked down at the four or five tables on the table.

The table on the cooking table lists the physical data of each 'noble being' in the house in detail. These data are reviewed once a week. Except for the exact value on Monday, the rest are guesses.

In addition to private doctors, these forms are only qualified to take a look at them and chefs, and they need to take certain confidentiality measures after reading them, which are very important documents.

Looking at the table that had memorized complex calculations in front of her, Meng Yunbing, the chef, said with a slightly smiling expression. "According to the data, it seems that the little princess's exercise volume has decreased again? This is the lowest value in the last half month, right?"

The four chefs present smiled knowingly. Of course, they understood that the little princess in Meng Yunbing's mouth was worth Hequan Shawu. For the little guy who didn't like sports, there was really nothing to do except cry and laugh.

"Staying up all night, facing the radiation of the display screen for a long time, sitting still for a long time, the number of steps on foot yesterday was only 368 steps. Really, it is really hard work to make the little princess who likes quiet and does not like to move without a belly. ."

Cheng Xinya flipped through the information carefully, and finally smiled bitterly.

It is not difficult for cooks like them to control a family who stays at home and does not gain weight.

But in Cheng Xinya's view, the little princess seemed to be getting more and more 'arrogant' after knowing their role. This is not a good phenomenon, but due to the gap in status, they are helpless now.

"In contrast, Miss Xingming's physique is quite normal, but the temperature in Dongdu is as high as 39 degrees recently. You should add some herbs to prevent heatstroke in your lunch at noon. Considering that lady's work, Chef Meng, I suggest Cook in cold bento mode.”

Shinto Cheng, who was holding a form, shook the paper, rubbed his whitish beard, and looked at Meng Yunbing.In his estimation, Xing Minggebei with a very tight schedule may not even have time to eat, so a quick lunch is a good choice.

"Yes." Meng Yunbing nodded.

Dong Shuliang folded his arms, stared at a table on the table, and squinted.

"Because I'm a professional singer, I'm trying my best to control my body, but the taste of the bento will be different from the current food. How about using molecular cooking to season it today?"

Meng Yunbing frowned and thought for a while, her eyes swept over Dong Shuliang and Xinhu Makoto with a playful look, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

"Considering that lady's daily dance practice, vocal training, the burden on the throat, and the requirements for fat intake, please discuss the conditioning plan with Senior Dong. Today's part of Miss Xingming is up to you. Responsible."

"understood."

Seeing Dong Shuliang and Xinhu Cheng nod, the smile on Meng Yunbing's face suddenly brightened a bit, she turned her head and said to Cheng Xinya. "How about the little princess' food and beverages today being controlled by Senior Cheng?"

"Okay, but speaking of which, the guy ate some desserts before playing the game yesterday, and his sugar intake should have exceeded the standard. How about making red bean and oat porridge for breakfast?"

Cheng Xinya nodded, and then asked Meng Yunbing.

Meng Yunbing thought about the data on the form and nodded.

"...Yes, but today the two princesses and Miss Yamada are expected to have dinner together, just in case, with a little French vegetable sandwich."

"Because of that game party?" Cheng Xinya murmured, and the three girls gathered in one room and dragged the king to play games, which had been rumored in the servant circle yesterday.

Speaking of games, these chefs thought of the Heisei otaku in this house, and then everyone's eyes naturally focused on Makoto Shinto.

In this regard, Makoto Shinto looks quite distressed. Is it his fault that those noble people in the house are obsessed with games?Can't blame him just because he is an islander at the scene?Not discriminatory like that?

"Young people, you must have some hobbies of your own!" Makoto Shinto smiled awkwardly, and he could only smile awkwardly.

At this time, Dong Shuliang suddenly spoke up. "Ms. Xingming's breakfast part decided how to pan-fried salmon. If you use the belly part, with greasy vegetables, and skim milk, the protein part is enough."

"The person who has the habit of running in the morning, let's add vegetable rolls to satisfy the satiety needed for nutrition and morning exercise." Li Yixun, who had been silent for a while, suddenly spoke.

Hearing the speech of the most qualified chef, everyone present naturally did not have much opinion, and nodded immediately.

"Okay, you continue to discuss, don't worry about me." The old man with his back hunched over his back was waving his hands kindly, as if I was putting pressure on you.

In this regard, neither Meng Yunbing, the head chef, nor several other chefs have any objections. The nearly eighty-year-old old man suffered a dark injury when he moved to the whole country in his early years, and is no longer suitable for the high-intensity front-line work in the kitchen. The sole purpose here is to guide the younger generation.

To be honest, apart from Xinhu Chengneng who was able to compare with the old man in age, the others were just a line away from the realm of the old man, and this line was a world of difference, not to mention that the status of the other party suppressed them. .

For this old man, everyone present respected him.

"In that case, breakfast for the five has been decided." Meng Yunbing sighed, her tense face softening slightly.

"Wait a minute, aren't there four? There are still Miss Yiye and Ying, and... that one?" Cheng Xinya raised her hand slightly and asked with some doubts, and when she said someone, her expression suddenly became solemn up.

"Oh, that one? Mr. Amakasu just informed him that he and Miss Xingming are having breakfast together." Meng Yunbing tilted her head, looking like she had just remembered it, with a fresh look on her face.

"Hey, Yun Bing, I haven't heard you mention it?"

Dong Shuliang, who was still full of confidence at first, suddenly couldn't sit still. She was in charge of the singing of the famous songs. She had never heard of that big devil eating with him! !

Makoto Shinto, whose hair was already gray, turned even paler. He had been here for so long, and it was the first time he was in charge of Yuu's food.

It's not that you are picky about your taste, although you did pick some, but the more important thing is that the pressure of cooking for the Demon King is too great! !

"Otherwise, should I be responsible?" Li Yixun thought for a while, then stood up and said.His body is not suitable for high-intensity operation, but it is not a problem to cook a few times.

Dong Shuliang and Xinhucheng immediately turned their heads and looked at Li Yixun gratefully. What is an old senior? Those who dare to shield the younger generation from the wind and rain are qualified to be called the old senior of Deyi Shuangxin.

Makoto Shinto completely ignored the fact that he was one year older than Li Yixun, and erected a monument of merit for the old man in his heart.

"But, wasn't this what you asked for?" Meng Yunbing looked over with some puzzlement and asked Dong Shuliang.

Dong Shuliang's mouth twitched a few times, you old girl is ruthless, she just wondered why this guy was smiling so happily, and co-authored it here and waited for her! !

Meng Yunbing frowned and said with some distress. "Seeing as you are unwilling to do so, why don't you do it this way? I'll exchange my morning job with you. How about you two go to the practice room to deliver fresh vegetables?"

Dong Shuliang and Xinhu Cheng were stunned, then shook their heads frantically, turning their heads into a rattle.

The backyard is the territory of the holy sect master. Although the sect master is used to being self-sufficient and handles meals by himself, the cost of vegetables, fruits, and the like still has to be delivered.