"Do any of you know how to cook?" Fang Luo asked when he came to the survivors' dormitory.

"I!"

A middle-aged man with a fat belly came out and looked at Fang Luo flatteringly: "Boss, I own a restaurant. I can steam lamb, steam bear paws, steam deer tail, roast duck... As long as I have the ingredients, I can do anything.

Do."

Fang Luo raised his eyebrows, feeling that it was quite the same thing.

I was about to say yes.

Then someone else said: "Boss, I can do it, I can do it too!"

"Boss, I graduated from New Oriental!"

"I'm the hotel chef!"

Suddenly, more than a dozen people stood up, and Fang Luo was dazzled.

I didn't expect there to be so many cooks here.

Fang Luo felt strange. Could it be because the cook didn't starve to death easily?

"I only want one cook. Since you all want it, you can compete with each other. Whoever wins will stay."

After thinking about it, Fang Luo said: "I will hold a cooking competition tonight, and all cooks can sign up."

"In addition to myself, I will also select a few people from the crowd to rate."

"In addition, I can reward the person who does the best with something."

After hearing Fang Luo's words, the scene suddenly became noisy.

All the survivors were extremely excited.

"The boss said that we should select a few people from the crowd to rate. Does that mean that we will also have a chance to taste the food?!"

"Boss is so kind, he is willing to share the delicious food with us!"

"The gang I was in before watched us work every day, whipped us even if we took a break, and didn't give us food. In comparison, the boss is simply an angel."

"What angel? This is my male god."

"God, are you in need of a maid? If I want to be your maid, I can warm the bed!"

"If I win the championship, I don't know what the boss will reward me."

"You think, if I ask the boss for the evolution crystal, will he agree?"

"Do you really dare to think about whether you want a big mouth?"

Fang Luo looked at the survivors discussing and smiled knowingly.

It's been a long time since the end of the world, it's been so lively.

It seems like we have returned to a peaceful society.

Interest surges.

Fang Luo also said proudly: "As long as I win the championship, I can reward the evolution crystal!"

"Holy crap, is it true? Evolution crystals can also be rewarded?"

"I want to participate too, I want to participate!"

"Long live the boss!"

Among the crowd, a woman in the corner with her head lowered, her face dirty, and a baby girl in her arms raised her head, her eyes twinkling slightly.

night.

After Lin Zijin and Lin Youyou came back, Fang Luo told them about the cooking competition.

"Husband, is the food I cook too unpalatable?" Lin Zijin was a little sad, thinking that Fang Luo disliked her food.

"No, the food you cook is the most delicious I have ever tasted." Fang Luo told the truth.

Lin Zijin has been independent since childhood and learned to cook at the age of 12.

The workmanship is better than that of ordinary restaurants.

"Now you have to kill zombies, cook, and clean. You are really tired. You should concentrate on improving your strength now and leave the rest to others." Fang Luo explained gently.

"brother-in-law"

Lin Youyou joked from the side: "You actually care about your sister being tired, why didn't you tell her at night?"

Fang Luo's face turned red.

This sister-in-law must have pretended to sleep again last night. Fortunately, Lin Zijin didn't know, otherwise she would definitely not be allowed to go to bed in the future.

"Go, go, go, what do children know?"

…

The competition venue is held just outside the cold storage.

Fang Luo asked the survivors to set up several stoves and took out several large pots from the countryside for making banquets.

The participating chefs looked a little embarrassed when they saw these large pots.

They are all hotel chefs and have never used this kind of pot. And how can they cook delicious food in this kind of big pot?

Fang Luo didn't think so.

If you can make food in a big pot and make it delicious, then it shows that you are a superb cook.

Suddenly several people gave up, and only 5 people continued to compete.

4 boys and 1 girl.

Fang Luo was a little surprised.

Even the male chef couldn't use a big pot, but she, a woman, still persisted.

I couldn't help but take a closer look.

The woman's clothes were dirty, her face was covered with dust, and her appearance was unclear.

However, her figure is very proud, and I feel it is even better than Lu Su's figure.

But Fang Luo didn't say much.

He directly ordered He Dajiang to move hundreds of kilograms of food from the cold storage.

He took these out from the space in advance, and they are all fresh ingredients.

Cabbage leaves are all green.

Survivors around him gasped when they saw the food piled as high as a mountain.

"There is so much food, the boss is really rich and powerful!"

"This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that these foods are all fresh, as if they were just picked from the ground!"

"The last days have been so long, where did the boss come up with so much fresh food? This is much more precious than bread and rice!"

"Could it be that the boss has a wood power and can grow his own vegetables?"

"Didn't you see that the pork is all fresh? There are also such big abalones, bigger than me!"

The survivors opened their eyes wide and looked at the vegetable leaves eagerly. Their saliva was almost drooling, and they wanted to take a bite of the raw ones.

This is much better than what they ate before.

Fang Luo smiled.

Where are you now? There are still dozens of tons of vegetables, dozens of tons of fresh meat, and dozens of tons of seafood in your own space...

Soon, five cooks started cooking, and the aroma surrounded them for a while.

There was a lot of excitement around the cold storage.

Fang Luo also brought out a few boxes of cold beer. It's summer now and the temperature is 2-30C at night, so it's just right to hold a girl and drink beer.

…

A few hundred meters away from the cold storage.

Five or six men were walking towards the cold storage.

"Are you sure Qin Qian is in that 'Ionia'?"

"It should be right."

"Someone saw the senior sister carrying the young lady and running away here. There is a gang nearby."

"I really can't understand, the 'Lo City Hotel' is so luxurious, and the chef is also the chef. Why would senior sister go to this nook and cranny when she can't stay in a high-end suite?"

"I heard that there are only a dozen superpowers in Ionia, and they probably won't even have enough food to eat. If the lady starves to death, the boss will definitely go crazy."

"It seems that the boss killed the master, and when the senior sister found out about it, Qin Qian took the young lady hostage and ran out."

"Master is dead?"

"Whatever, he's just a master, not a father. Even if the father dies, it won't be a big deal."

"Our mission is to take senior sister and young lady back."

"What if the people of Ionia refuse?"

"No? They don't have the courage."

"Our Grand Hotel in Los Angeles is a second-rate gang in Los Angeles, with hundreds of superpowers. If he is from a lower-rate gang, what can he do to fight us?"

A fat young man showed a disdainful expression.

Suddenly, he took a sniff and said, "What does it smell like? It smells so good. Someone is cooking."
Chapter completed!