When Zhu Xin and others came here, the camp had already started to sweep it, and Sun He was leading his soldiers to repair the camp.

"Has he really shot it down?" Zhu Xin looked around and saw that if the blood on the ground had not been completely removed, he was afraid that he would not believe it. It would be so simple to capture a camp.

"It's just a 500-person camp. It's no difficulty and nothing to show off." Lu Fan said lightly.

This camp is designed according to the specifications of 500 people, so the most core 500 people can only be put in. The remaining 2,000 people camped on the periphery, so don’t count on defenses.

The scout had been sent out, and Chen Wen must have received the news now, so he saw whether he would take the initiative to attack. Lu Fan thought this possibility was very low, but for the sake of security, he sent someone out to investigate.

"By the way!" Lu Fan suddenly looked at Zhu Xin, "This time, about a dozen people were injured. In order to restore their combat effectiveness as soon as possible, can you prepare some dishes for them?"

"You really treat me as a military doctor?" Zhu Xin joked.

"Our opponent Chen Wen has many soldiers under our command, and our soldiers are only 1,500. At this time, one more soldier will have one more chance of winning." Lu Fan said seriously.

"I need some time to prepare, and I will cook more than a dozen people in a row. You will have no serving tonight." Zhu Xin reminded, "After all, I am just a 'chef'."

Even if he is really treated as a surgeon, he is only a specialist in treating high-end combat power. If an ordinary soldier is injured, he will be asked to go out, and cooking can make him exhausted.

After all, the skill level determines the upper limit of recovery, and the level of the cooked dishes determines the efficiency of energy conversion.

Simply put, he can't cook a white rice. After adding the "return of life", these white rice becomes the magic medicine for the dead, right? Maybe it's okay to eat a lot, but how much can a person's stomach hold?

To achieve good results, the level of the dishes needs to be high enough. Each dish with a high enough needs to be carefully cooked. If three or five people are used, the larger amount will not affect the quality of the dishes too much.

If there are more than a dozen or hundreds of them, cooking can really make him exhausted to death.

"Isn't it okay to directly use some highly nutritious food to cook?" After Zhu Xin's explanation, Lu Fan probably understood the essence of 'return of life', so he asked. Obviously, he did not intend to give up and let Zhu Xin work as a part-time military doctor.

"Do you think I'd be here for a long time if I could?" Zhu Xin sighed.

Nutritional ingredients are naturally within the range of the 'reference data' of the cooking level, but they are not the only reference data.

For example, he just took a piece of top-quality beef and then roasted it. The nutritional value of this beef is definitely higher than that of white rice, but the cooking level is definitely not high, and it may even be less than the white level.

Whether it is the return of life or the gift of the God of Food, at this level, it is no longer the category of "skills", but the field of "laws". The most powerful evidence is that the skill "Gift of the God of Food" has no skill level.

‘Return of Life’ also has a skill level, but the effect is already following a certain rule. Only when the food cooked reaches this standard can it be evaluated at a high level.

There are only higher-rated foods, and their nutritional conversion rate is higher. Of course, there is also the ceiling, which is the current skill level of "Return of Life". Although this is a bit troublesome, it is always much more intuitive than the more obscure "God of Food".

After all, everything about this skill so far is just Zhu Xin’s “guessment”. After all, there is no data document in this regard, and it does not mean that a system panel suddenly comes to explain everything clearly.

As a time traveler, Zhu Xin once fantasized about having a system or something, even if this thing is already a mess. As it turns out, he doesn't have such a mess...

These skills have been gradually improved by him in the past four years of continuous cooking and exploration of his profession. Even the "Chef" and "Chef God" are just his guesses.

Yes, the two professional skills, including the return of life and the gift of the God of Food, are all names he gave himself. As for the first three, there are clear records, and it is not easy to change them casually.

By the way, the names of these professional skills seem to be named by the predecessors one by one. Even if they are professional test crystals, they can only measure the profession, but they cannot measure the profession.

Each profession has such a thorough understanding of vocational skills, and it is also the result of continuous exploration by generations of professionals.

"No..." Lu Fan was somewhat disappointed after receiving this reply. It was normal to think about it carefully. It was impossible to really let the profession of "chef" steal the job of a profession of "doctor"?

Although no one stipulates that "chef" cannot learn medical skills, and "doctors" cannot learn cooking skills...

"A dozen people are fine. They can always deal with it if they make some big pot rice. But the conversion rate will not be very high, and the injury recovery is not as exaggerated as before. Besides, everyone's stomach cannot eat infinitely." Zhu Xin reminded, "In addition, injuries of such a level as broken hands and feet cannot be reborn with flesh and blood."

"I'm already mentally prepared for this." Lu Fan nodded, "Since that's the case, please join the army."

After that, Sun Ce found out about this matter and complained directly, saying that he wanted to eat the food cooked by Zhu Xin.

"Bo Fu, as the chief general, should be the main soldiers. If the soldiers receive favors, they will naturally do their best for you." Lu Fan, who was upset by Sun Ce, could only help but explain.

If it were just like this, it would be possible to improve the morale and fighting spirit of the soldiers, and there was nothing more cost-effective than this. On the battlefield, no one would want to meet a group of brave and brave soldiers who were fearless.

"Bo Fu, endure it for one night." Sun He also came forward to persuade, "I will go to a decisive battle with Chen Wen tomorrow, defeat him, and hold another celebration banquet. Isn't it better to eat more at that time?"

To be precise, Lu Fan obviously realized that Sun Ce would be reluctant, so he found him in advance, hoping to help...

Until dinner was served, it was obviously much simpler than yesterday. Asked about the reason, the soldiers who brought the meals said that Zhu Xin was cooking the meals for the dozen wounded soldiers. Therefore, the food of the generals tonight was within the Fire Head Army.

Before Zhu Xin joined, this was actually the case. The few people didn't doubt anything, so they started eating.

After the meal was taken, I found that the quality of the meal was also very good. I immediately realized that I was fooled. Tonight's supper was still the result of Zhu Xin's own cooking.

"What's going on tonight's supper?" Sun Ce looked at several soldiers from the Fire Head Army.
Chapter completed!