Chapter 72 Canteen
Many people did not sleep well that night.
But no one knows what they are thinking except themselves.
Mo Fei fell asleep in a daze, with his clothes on, and slept without dreams until dawn.
When she woke up, she rubbed her face, took out the river water from the space to wash her face, and went to the kitchen as usual.
The simple kitchen in the small room of 50 square meters is just a decoration.
A quick look showed that there were only sockets installed, an induction cooker, and an electric kettle, but not even a pot. Trying to make a meal by yourself was like bungee jumping without a rope. No wonder Bai Qi told her yesterday that she had to remember to get up on time or she would miss breakfast.
Unfortunately, Mo Fei is not an ordinary person.
When it comes to cooking, she shouldn't use too many cheats.
Originally, he could bring the iron pot that doesn't require fire here to cook, but in order to prevent the aroma from spreading out and being smelled by others, Mo Fei chose to enter the space to start cooking, and then take it out to eat after it's done.
You should eat a light breakfast.
Mo Fei decided last night that he would make mung bean milk today.
This drink doesn't really require any technical skills, you just need to pay attention to the ratio of several ingredients.
She put mung beans, glutinous rice, oats and rock sugar into a blender, added river water from space and blended them evenly, then added pure milk and continued to blend.
A pot of steaming, crunchy and glutinous mung bean milk is ready.
She took two nice breakfast cups and poured two cups in first.
The cup she used for herself was engraved with the Taurus constellation map, and the one she used for Lin Jiyuan was engraved with the Scorpio constellation map.
As for Bai Qi...
Thinking of Bai Qi, Mo Fei silently took out a box of drinks from the space.
She first poured the drink in the bottle into the bowl, cleaned the bottle, and then poured the mung bean milk she had made into it.
From the outside, this looks no different from a bottle of ordinary drink before the disaster.
When the time comes, she will give this to Bai Qi and say that she made it and put it in before entering the base. She found it and remembered it when she was packing up last night, so she gave it to Bai Qi to make breakfast.
In this way, Bai Qi would not doubt that she had the space, and she could also repay Bai Qi's favor.
I am such a genius. Mo Fei often boasted to himself.
She put the two breakfast cups and the drink bottle aside and continued to cook.
I suddenly feel like eating pot stickers, so I must make one today.
After Mo Fei chopped the meat, he added salt, chicken essence, dark soy sauce, oyster sauce, and cooking wine and mixed them well. Then he added corn kernels, chopped carrots, diced lotus root, and chopped green onions and continued mixing.
Adding diced lotus root can make the pot stickers more crispy, fragrant and not greasy. This is her favorite way to cook it.
Then I mixed a bowl of starch water with starch, flour, salt and oil.
Mo Fei picked up a ball of meat filling and placed it in the middle of the dumpling skin, pinching the fullest part of the filling in the middle without closing the two sides.
In this way, a total of fifty were made.
After brushing a layer of oil in the pan, Mo Fei put the pot stickers in one by one, fried them over medium-low heat until the bottom was browned, then poured in the starch water that had been prepared earlier, covered the pot and simmered for ten minutes. After ten minutes, the water was simmered dry, and the bottom and skin of the pot stickers had become very crispy.
Mo Fei couldn't help but try one first. The meat filling was tender and juicy, and the crust was crispy but not greasy at all.
Perfect!
"Knock knock knock." Mo Fei knocked on Bai Qi's door, then put down the mung bean milk in a beverage bottle and the pot stickers in a disposable bowl.
In order to prevent Bai Qi from discovering that the pot stickers were freshly made, Mo Fei specially used ice cubes to cool down the pot stickers so that they looked as if they were made yesterday.
When Bai got up and opened the door, Mo Fei had already left and walked to the other side of the floor.
Lin Jiyuan was already there, opening the door for her.
Bai Qi picked up the bottle and box on the ground. They still had a strong fragrance, but were no longer warm.
When he saw these two things, Bai Qi's slightly sinister look suddenly disappeared, and he became as gentle as an ordinary person.
The door is closed.
"Do you need me to warm it up for you?"
The butler stood in Bai Qi's room, took the things from Bai Qi's hand in a timely manner, opened the lid for him, and put it on the table.
"No need. Anyway, there is no difference between cold and hot food to me."
Bai Qi picked up his chopsticks and ate the pot stickers in front of him, mouthful by mouthful, occasionally taking a sip of the delicate green bean paste and milk.
housekeeper:"……"
He still remembered the woman sent by the Second Master who looked somewhat like Mo Fei.
The food she cooked was just not cooked enough and was too hot when eaten, so Bai Qi sent her to the black prison. When she was released two days ago, she looked mentally unstable. Now Bai Qi said that there was no difference between hot and cold food.
After finishing his meal, Bai Qi took the towel handed to him by the housekeeper and wiped his mouth and hands. He asked, "Is everything arranged in the canteen today?"
The butler nodded.
"Thank you." Bai Qi raised the corners of his lips and said with a smile.
When he is in a good mood, he occasionally expresses gratitude to the people around him.
If other members of the Bai family were to express their gratitude to Bai Qi, they would either kneel down and beg for mercy or burst into tears of gratitude.
Only the butler looked indifferent. He just asked: "Do you have any other instructions? Do you need to go back there in the next two days?"
After coming to the base, Bai Qi would go back to the bookstore every day.
I used to stay there for a long time.
But the butler believed that Mo Fei's arrival would make Bai Qi an exception.
Sure enough, Bai Qi nodded: "Well, I won't go out these few days. Find someone to keep an eye on Central. After today, don't show up for the time being. I'll find you if there's anything."
On the other side, Mo Fei spread a tablecloth on the table in Lin Jiyuan's room, and then took out breakfast from the space.
"What did you do at night?" Mo Fei pushed Lin Jiyuan's copy over, but found that when Lin Jiyuan looked up, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked as if he had not slept all night.
"It's okay." Lin Jiyuan certainly wouldn't tell Mo Fei. He was restless and alert all night to prevent any accidents.
After all, Mo Fei came here for him. No matter what happened, he had already decided to bring Mo Fei out intact even if he died.
"Let's go to the cafeteria after we finish eating. I'm going to report to the kitchen, and you can wait outside to see who looks like the person we're looking for. When breakfast is over at nine o'clock, the exchange will open, so we'll go to the exchange together." Mo Fei said as he ate.
"Okay." Lin Jiyuan nodded, "It's delicious."
"Of course. What I gave you was the freshly-cooked version. The pot stickers were still warm, and even the mung bean paste and milk were hot drinks." Mo Fei said proudly.
"Then what did you give Bai Qi?" Lin Jiyuan blurted out.
He was afraid that the result of his question would be that what Mo Fei gave to Bai Qi was better than what he gave to him.
Mo Fei looked at Lin Jiyuan strangely: "It's almost the same as what we eat. It's just that I was afraid that he would know my ability, so I processed the temperature and packaging."
Simply put, Bai Qi eats cold food and Lin Jiyuan eats hot food.
Lin Jiyuan suddenly felt that the pot stickers in the bowl tasted better and the hot drink in the cup was more fragrant. He didn't realize that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
After the two of them finished their meal and took a short rest, the seven bells representing the morning rang.
As if a switch had been turned on, there were suddenly a lot of noise and sounds of washing coming from the resettlement houses on all sides.
"Let's go." The two walked down the stairs side by side and headed towards the cafeteria marked on the map.
Because one of them was a handsome man and the other a beautiful woman, they were both eye-catching, and they went to the cafeteria before eight o'clock, attracting a lot of attention along the way.
Lin Jiyuan found a seat in a corner and sat down, looking at the entrance and exit of the cafeteria without saying a word.
Mo Fei took the letter of introduction that Yan Liang gave her yesterday and knocked on the window of the cafeteria's kitchen.
A big hand stretched out from the window and took the letter of introduction in, then told Mo Fei in a gruff voice to wait patiently.
Mo Fei was waiting outside, bored.
The dining area of the cafeteria was not divided into areas for ordinary people and areas for people with special abilities. It was just that some seats were obviously better than others.
A few early risers came here and there, but they didn't sit down in the good seats.
Mo Fei thought that according to the social hierarchy, those positions were mostly reserved for people with high-level abilities.
After a moment the door next to the window opened.
The sounds and smells from inside came out all at once.
"Old Li, there's a new person here! I'm too busy to take care of him, you come and take care of him."
A loud-voiced man carrying a large iron pot passed by and shouted at the person who was chopping vegetables.
"Why are there so many new people every day?" the man called Lao Li shouted impatiently, "What's his name?"
"Morphy."
"Your specialty is cooking? You're so brave to write that. A woman of your age probably wouldn't even enter the kitchen before the disaster. Even if she did, she would just cook a bowl of noodles or use an air fryer or oven to make some semi-finished products. She was still crying after the disaster, afraid of hardship and fatigue. It was useless."
Old Li is a man who can't stop talking once he starts, and his words are all about the uselessness of women.
Mo Fei just stood aside and listened to him indifferently. She just held her breath and ignored the fart as if someone was farting.
When Lao Li had finished talking, seeing that Mo Fei had no rebuttal, he felt that it was meaningless and waved his hand impatiently: "Go away, since you are new here, go wash the vegetables first."
Mo Fei was called to the place where vegetables were washed.
Here are piles of all kinds of strangely shaped vegetables shipped from the base farm, stacked in all directions.
There was a faucet on the wall, and sewage was flowing on the ground, all the way to Mo Fei's feet.
There were two women here, washing vegetables next to the basin with their backs to Mo Fei.
Their method of washing vegetables is also very simple and rough. They just use the big brush used to clean toilets to brush the mud off the vegetables, then rinse them in water twice and throw them into another basin.
"There's a new person coming."
The woman closest to Mo Fei turned around and showed her slightly yellow teeth. After the natural disaster, brushing teeth and washing face every day was a luxury.
"Hello. My name is Mo Fei."
Mo Fei put on vegetable washing gloves and said politely.
The other person next to the woman suddenly turned around and stared at Mo Fei with his cloudy eyes.
"Why is it you?" they both said in unison.
After Mo Fei crossed over, she had never had a direct encounter with the original owner's cousin Chen Bingqing. But that did not prevent her from recognizing the person in front of her based on the original owner's memory.
The Chen Bingqing in front of him had her dry and yellow hair tied up with an elastic band. She looked gray and thin, and seemed to be just a bag of bones. There were bruises and scars on the exposed backs of her hands. She looked completely different from the lively, confident, and arrogant little cousin in the original owner's memory.
"So you two know each other. Let me introduce myself. Just call me Sister Wei." Sister Wei patted Mo Fei's shoulder and thoughtfully brought a small stool for Mo Fei so that she could sit down and wash the vegetables.
"Thank you." Mo Fei took a small stool and sat down opposite Chen Bingqing.
In the end, it was Chen Bingqing who spoke first:
"Why did you move away in the first place? Why didn't you answer my mom's calls? If it weren't for you, my parents wouldn't have died. I wouldn't have ended up like this."
Her voice was hoarse and full of resentment, and with her resentful eyes, she looked like a female ghost demanding revenge.
Chen Bingqing held the brush so hard that she almost brushed the cabbage into shreds.
Mo Fei raised his eyebrows, not knowing why Chen Bingqing asked such a question: "So what?"
Perhaps it was her indifferent attitude that angered Chen Bingqing, so Chen Bingqing took the brush and brushed Mo Fei's face.
Chen Bingqing, who was only one step away from Mo Fei, was immediately flung away by a strange force and hit the wall next to her.
Fortunately, she herself is a superpower, and the heavy blow only made her spit out blood, but did not prevent her from standing up.
Then a red dot was instantly locked on Chen Bingqing's face.
A mechanical voice suddenly rang out in the small space:
"The intruder has been locked. The countdown is now ten seconds. If the intruder does not leave after ten seconds, the intruder will be cleansed of life."
"Huh? Are you kidding me? What's your special ability? Ventriloquism? Illusion?"
Chen Bingqing stood up with the help of the wall, holding the brush and sneering, not taking the warning seriously.
"You still have a few seconds. We were once relatives, and I don't want you to die in an ugly way." Mo Fei didn't even raise his head and carefully washed the eggplant in his hand.
At this time, Mo Fei suddenly thought that this eggplant was round and would be very delicious if used to make garlic roasted eggplant.
Mo Fei originally thought that he would see Chen Bingqing transformed into blood mist after the countdown ended, but he was surprised when he looked up.
Chen Bingqing ran away.
Perhaps out of the instinct for survival, after feeling the tremendous pressure, Chen Bingqing did not choose to confront Mo Fei again, but ran to where Mo Fei had just come from as fast as possible, opened the kitchen door, and went to the cafeteria outside.
"Why is Xiao Chen running around??? Did his father die or did his mother remarry, and is he in a hurry to be reincarnated?"
Old Li was like a lit bomb, scolding whoever he caught, and he started swearing at Chen Bingqing's back.
"Why are you mad at her? She's just a lunatic. Hurry up, the porridge I cooked is waiting for your dish." The loud voice said unhappily.
"I know why you're rushing me!"
Chen Bingqing ran out of the kitchen and subconsciously leaned against the wall and hugged her head.
Chen Bingqing remembered that the people who released her from prison said that she could not leave the kitchen without their permission.
If they found her, she would be sent back to the prison.
Unless, unless that distinguished guest comes, she can return to the Bai family's private kitchen, and after preparing dinner for the distinguished guest, she can regain her freedom.
Distinguished guest...when will the distinguished guest come?
Chen Bingqing wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
When the distinguished guests come, she will definitely try her best to please them, and the Bai family will definitely reward her well.
Maybe he would even give her a lot of crystal cores, allowing her to quickly improve her abilities.
She heard from the grapevine that the reason why every member of the Bai family had a high level of superpowers was because they knew a method of absorbing crystal cores extremely quickly.
Chen Bingqing attributed all her and her family's misfortunes to the Mo Fei family's failure to help.
If she could become strong, no one would bully her anymore.
She would definitely trample Mo Fei under her feet and let her experience the feeling of having a life that does not belong to her own.
"You are so powerful, why are you doing this with us?"
In the kitchen, Sister Wei did not ask about the conflict between Mo Fei and Chen Bingqing, but was curious about Mo Fei's background.
Mo Fei smiled and blinked:
"What I used just now was actually a sleight of hand. I learned magic before the disaster, and I awakened this ability after the disaster, but it's only level 1. It won't fool people for long. Of course, I came here because I really like cooking."
Sister Wei sighed, "What kind of cooking? I've been washing vegetables here for two months. You must have seen it when you came in. The meals for more than 1,000 people are done by the four or five people outside. Some are responsible for steaming rice and making porridge, and some are responsible for cutting vegetables and cooking. They have all divided their work. We can't help. We can only wash the vegetables here, and then clean up the kitchen and the cafeteria after dinner time."
"Aren't there more than 2,000 people in the base? Why are they only cooking for 1,000 people?" Mo Fei felt very strange.
Sister Wei smiled: "You must have just arrived so you don't know. Not everyone in the base can eat. Only those with abilities at level 4 and above can eat for free in the cafeteria. Even if they come back from outside and miss the meal time, they can ask the chefs to prepare a special meal for them. Others need to use meal cards.
Meal cards are charged at the exchange. Use crystal cores or materials to exchange for points. Breakfast is 1 point, lunch and dinner are 2 points. Don't think that only 1 point or 2 points are not much. But 1 C-level crystal core can only charge 10 points, and 1 D-level crystal core is 1 point. Many psychics may have to go out for several days to find a C-level crystal core. Prices are still rising slowly.
Some people cannot afford three meals a day, so they combine them into two or one meal, so naturally the number of people eating at each meal is stable at more than a thousand. If there is a large-scale event, there will be even fewer people eating that day, maybe only a few hundred. "
"Thank you for telling me so much."
Mo Fei felt Sister Wei's kindness and expressed his sincere gratitude.
"What's there to thank me for? You'll know after you stay here for a long time." Sister Wei already had a large basin of washed vegetables next to her. "I don't know what grudge you have against Xiao Chen. Since you don't have much power, I advise you not to mess with her. I heard that she has some relationship with the Bai family. I don't know what she did wrong to be sent here. What if she finds a chance to get back in touch with him? Don't you think so? Leave some space for us so that we can meet again in the future."
"Sister, you are right. There is just a little misunderstanding between her and me. Since we are now working in the same place, it is fate. I will find a chance to explain it to her." Mo Fei said. She paused and asked Sister Wei: "Sister, have you seen a level 4 superpower in these two months?"
"Of course. The others ate like starving ghosts. Level 4 psychics are all big shots, and they eat in a dignified manner. They chew slowly, as if they were eating in a high-end restaurant. Sometimes a meal can take an hour or so. I even poured them tea and talked to them a few words."
At this point, Sister Wei's tone was a little proud. She was just an ordinary first-level psychic, whose superpower was to make her hands more flexible, which was like a chicken rib. It was an honor for her to meet and talk to a level 4 psychic.
"Have you ever seen a level 4 healing psychic?" Mo Fei's eyes sparkled and he looked at Sister Wei in admiration.
Sister Wei blurted out, "Of course... no. What are you thinking? Do you know what a Level 4 Healer is equivalent to here? It's basically the equivalent of Hua Tuo, Bian Que, and Li Shizhen in the world, with expert groups from major first-class hospitals coming in person. They rarely come to the cafeteria, and even if they do, they are surrounded by people."
"Is that so?" Mo Fei nodded and shook the potatoes in his hand to remove the water. "Sister, do I need to peel these potatoes?"
"You have nimble hands and feet, and a sharp mind. You'll be able to do it even without being told. You're much better than Xiao Chen. Go ahead and carve it." Sister Wei nodded in appreciation.
Seeing that Mo Fei was a little disappointed, she asked, "What's wrong? Do you have any illness that you want someone to see?"
"Yes. I have an older brother. He has had a bad brain since he was young. But now we are alone. I heard that level 4 healing psychics are very powerful, so I want to try to see if I can cure my brother's brain. Otherwise, if something happens to me one day, what will happen to my brother?"
Mo Fei said one thing to one person and another thing to another person, and he immediately accused Lin Jiyuan of having a brain problem.
"It's rare, it's rare that you haven't abandoned your brother at this time." Sister Wei was very moved, and even her eyes were red. "Don't worry, sister, if you call me sister, I will treat you as my sister. I came here two months earlier than you, and I know a lot of people. I will definitely ask around for you. Or I can also show you a way. Do you see the man with the chef's hat outside? Yes, the one with the loud voice. He is our head chef, named Lao Zhou. I heard that he has cooked for a level 4 healing psychic, and they have a very good relationship. If you can help him in the kitchen, maybe you can ask him. But we are destined to wash vegetables, and Lao Zhou usually doesn't even say a few words to us. It may be a bit difficult for you to ask him for help."
"Okay. Thank you, sister. Sister, give me your box of peppers and I'll wash them." Mo Fei called sweetly.
Chen Bingqing walked back through the kitchen with a cold face.
She stood by the door and watched for a while to make sure there was no danger before walking back and squatting down to wash the vegetables, as if nothing had happened just now.
Mo Fei occasionally glanced at Chen Bingqing, and couldn't believe that she had become so obedient for no apparent reason.
She thought to herself, if Chen Bingqing didn't act like a demon and behaved herself, then she would no longer be called Mo Fei, but Fei Mo.
Who knows what bad things he's up to.
But now Mo Fei has no time to take care of her, since the law of space is always enabled.
Mo Fei shook the water off his gloves and rubbed his waist. His mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about how to get close to Lao Zhou.
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