Chef Ge also looked embarrassed, "Xiao Cheng, I would like to go, but you see my current situation, I really can't leave."

Cheng Jun tried to persuade him a few more times, but Chef Ge was still willing to talk nicely. Chef Zheng simply didn't even turn his head and concentrated on cooking his lamb ribs.

In the end, I had no choice but to turn around and leave.

Chef Ge quickly called Cheng Jun and said, "Since you are here, try the pickles I made with chive leaves. Paired with bean cakes, it will taste good."

"Thank you, Chef Ge."

After Cheng Jun left, Chef Zheng snorted, "Flattery!"

Chef Ge's expression remained unchanged. "My things are mine. I have the right to dispose of them."

Chef Zheng rolled his eyes and said, "If you don't do anything wrong, you don't have to worry about ghosts knocking on your door!"

After saying that, he walked aside and started to make some cold radish skin salad.

Chef Ge winked at his assistant, who made an OK gesture and secretly started recording the video.

Chef Ge was satisfied and continued to stew the lamb ribs.

He wanted to see what kind of salt this old guy used to make his pickles!

Last time, this old guy secretly recorded a video while he was mixing pickles, trying to make trouble for him. Don't think he doesn't know!

Fortunately, he is an upright man, otherwise he would have been framed by the thieves!

They cook now, but they have nothing but skills.

From meat, vegetables, seasonings, oil, salt, soy sauce to water and gas tanks, everything has to be provided by the boss.

The boss was generous. In addition to the wages they deserved, all the potato peels, radish peels and coriander roots belonged to them.

Naturally, they were reluctant to throw away such a good thing.

After work, I made pickles to eat with pancakes. To make pickles, you need salt, and it’s hard to say where the salt and seasonings come from.

One kitchen, two gangs, 800 eyes, staring at the people opposite, their eyes are almost squinting.

Everyone wants to find a reason to squeeze out the other party and monopolize the boss's orders. Every day is almost like a palace fighting drama!

We hate each other when we meet!

Ji He has been in a good mood these days. He made a lot of money from energy stones. Not only did he collect the amount needed for this space upgrade, but he also had a lot left over for next time.

When she saw the news about Cheng Jun, she told him the news in detail for the sake of the two chefs.

She also returned the teleportation item that Cheng Jun had given her, and also gave her a pound of fatty pork.

She now has better props, so she doesn't need this prop with a limited number of uses.

This prop also helped her. One pound of fat meat was considered as rent.

[Borrow another 50 billion from the sky: There are energy stones, but it cannot be guaranteed that there are in every pillar. The ice pillars with energy stones will spread outwards. The ice pillars without energy stones will not spread outwards. ]

【Cheng Jun: Why did you return the props? Is there something we did wrong? Please tell me. 】

【Borrow another 50 billion from the sky: No, I just don’t need it. 】

Cheng Jun was humble for a while, and finally accepted it when he saw that the boss really didn't want it.

As for the pound of pork, he was reluctant to give it up.

It's just right to make a big fat soup as a snack for the soldiers in the base who are preparing to go to the ice layer to fish for energy stones.

Think about it, everyone hasn’t tasted meat for a few months, this fatty pork will definitely be delicious once it’s put into the pan.

After closing the private message, Ji He handed over the newly collected mutant animals to the space.

The energy stones required for this space upgrade are easy to collect, except for the mutant animals column, which is still quite short.

If it weren't for this extreme cold, the space could be upgraded to level 7 after working hard for a while.

But when the extreme cold came, the talented people all retreated into the base and no one went out, so naturally they could not kill the mutant animals.

Once she spread the news that there were energy stones in the ice pillars, after others had taken the ones in the base, they would naturally find a way to get the ones outside the base.

If they can kill a mutant animal by then, she will be able to benefit from it, right?

As for the energy stone in the icicle.

Under normal circumstances, of course, every ice pillar has an energy stone, but isn't this an abnormal situation?

For example, when she passed by, she might take a few...

…

Underground city, gifted animal research center.

Director Fan looked at the half-finished report in his hand.

"You're progressing a bit slow, you need to speed up! You must master the temperature range, can you finish it before tomorrow?"

"Still slow? Do you know how many years it takes for a drug to go from clinical trials to market?" The old man in the white coat wanted to jump up and poke his finger at Granfan's forehead. "Do you have an idea? I tell you it can't be fast! I know the answer and work backwards. Otherwise, it will take at least three to five years to develop it."

Director Fan touched his sparse hair and pretended not to hear what he said. "If you develop it tomorrow, I'll give you a live chicken. If you develop it two days later, I'll give you half a chicken, and so on."

It seemed that the famous Grandet was really anxious to take out the chicken.

"Do you have any common sense? There are only a limited number of raw materials for the experiment! There are only a limited number of test subjects! It takes time to verify the experimental data! Do you understand these questions?" The old man looked at Granfan as if he was seeing an unreasonable party A, and his saliva sprayed all over Director Fan's face.

"Don't even mention one chicken. Even if you give me five or ten chickens, I still won't be able to develop it next week!"

Director Fan opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he suddenly felt dizzy and nauseous. He subconsciously searched his pockets and then he remembered that he had eaten the last piece of candy.

The assistant next to him saw his action and quickly took out a piece of candy from his pocket, peeled it and stuffed it into Ge Langfan's mouth, "Leader, are you okay?"

Director Fan ate a piece of candy and felt much better. He waved his hand and asked the people around him to step back, indicating that he was fine.

"Mr. Zhai, you know the situation at our base. There are too few people who can be self-sufficient. Most people need subsidies from the base. Our warehouse has been emptied for several days. It seems that there is no problem now, but it will definitely not work in the long run."

He looked at Mr. Zhai without saying anything and continued, "Have you heard about the energy stone in the icicle?

We are now racing against time. The energy stone is in the ice pillar. If we develop the medicine one day late, we will get the energy stone one day late. By then, if some forces get the energy stone, our base will be in danger.

You also know that the only way out for mankind is to go above ground! If we keep hiding underground, we will be doomed!

We need to send people out to find edible food! All of this requires the potion you developed!

You are the hope of the entire human race! Please, as an old man, I beg you. I know that this is a lot of pressure on you, but there are millions of people in the entire base, and they are all living lives! We can't give up. "