As soon as I came out of the three-story building of the "Zhenxiang" combat flight squadron, the phone ringtone suddenly rang.

"Dingling, Abel is calling!"

Incoming call recognition is automatically set, and you can know who called by just listening to the sound.

When Chen Fei looked at the screen of his mobile phone, he was indeed Chef Abel from the base canteen.

"Xiao Chen, what time do you have time tonight? I need help!"

Chef Abel's unique cock-like tone came over.

Chen Fei asked tentatively: "Chef Abel, is there anything wrong?"

Chef Abel was stunned and then said louder: "Ah? Have you forgotten? I agreed with you last night that the unscrupulous businessman Park Ai-hwa was taken away by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Now I am the only one, so I can't be busy!"

Abel's voice was filled with a hint of madness.

In fact, it is easy to understand if there is no handyman in the kitchen, and everything has to be done by the chef.

Chef Singer was originally a master of unpacking, but he was not affected much. On the contrary, Chef Abel never looked down on the semi-finished products of quick-frozen packaging. This kind of thing is simply an insult to the profession of chefs.

What's more, if even Abel started to unpack the quick freezing package, I'm afraid the 911 airline base would fire him without hesitation.

The packaging is unpacked horizontally and vertically. Isn’t it cheaper to directly use two bargains and tools for chefs?

Once you enter the bad-coming stage, the most important cooking skills can be ignored.

"Uh! OK, I'll come here right now!"

Chen Fei shook his head, and couldn't remember what he said to Chef Abel after he had had a good time last night. Now he could go to the base cafeteria to figure it out.

When he arrived at the kitchen of the cafeteria, he saw Abel worrying about several large bags of flour and a large basket of potatoes.

"Chef Abel, do you need me to do anything for you?"

When Abel, who had a sad face, saw Chen Fei, he immediately felt like he had caught a life-saving straw and said, "Thank God, you finally came. Hurry up, I want to prepare tomorrow's bread and mashed potatoes. This is just part of the work. Now I am the only one left, so there is no time at all. Don't worry, I will teach you, it's very simple, what are you wearing on your head? Are you an alchemy magic weapon?"

"Leave it to me! This is the 'Ring of Al'. The doctor gave me, probably some kind of medical device, and I don't quite understand."

Chen Fei poked the high-tech headband on his head with his finger, began to roll up his sleeves, and asked, "Which one is done first?"

Friends, please help me, I will help you, and the other party helped me take the birds I have been bringing for a day. I should be rewarded now and help me.

The way to go is to go with one another.

"You have to change your clothes first. I happen to have a clean set here... Be careful!"

Before Chef Abel finished speaking, his face suddenly changed drastically.

A harsh scream rang in the kitchen.

"Damn it, go to die! Ah!~"

Bang!~~~~

Sanjani, who failed the interview in the "Zhenxiang" combat flight squadron, suddenly rushed into the kitchen of the cafeteria, waved his fist at Chen Feigang, but was hit on the spot and staggered backwards from the kitchen in a dizzy manner.

Chen Fei looked at the "stick" he caught casually like a conditioned reflex in confusion, and involuntarily took a breath of air conditioning.

A faint smell of wheat came to my nose, and this thing was bread.

I tried to wave it, and it was quite easy to do it.

Sanjani, who had recovered from awakening, shook her head outside the kitchen door and rushed in again howled.

"Go to death! Ao!~"

Bang! ~

It seems as if history is repeating itself.

Sanjani and his compatriots always make the battles fiercely scare both sides of the enemy and us.

It’s so scary that you dare to come out to fight like this!

Seeing Chef Abel's hesitant expression twitching, wanting to speak but stopping, Chen Fei smiled and put the "stick" back to the original place. After all, it was food, not a weapon.

Several such "sticks" bread were inserted in the basket made of rattan.

"It's okay, I'll talk to him, please help me watch Xiaojiu."

Chen Fei apologized to Abel, handed the bird over, and prepared to go outside the kitchen to reason with this friend who was covered in curry smell.

We need to fight literaryly, not martially, and we must conquer people with virtue. We cannot solve problems with violence, but we can only solve those who create problems.

"You, please give me a gift!"

Abel seemed a little scared. After taking the bird, he touched it lovingly and made a small gesture.

This is a personal grudge, and he is not easy to mix with.

Bang!…”Ah!”…Bang!…”Ah!”…”Uh!”…”…”Baa!”…”Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

After a vigorous and vigorous exercise, Chen Fei finally stopped, twisted his waist, shook his neck, and turned his wrist. There was a crisp sound all over his body.

It's so cool...it's so cool!!!

He couldn't help but shudder, looking at the guy who was lying on the ground, who was about to inhale and was about to breathe, and suddenly realized that he had become so violent that he didn't know when he could become so violent.

Once Chen Fei gets crazy, he is even afraid of himself.

I was clearly thinking about reasoning with the other party, but now it has become "reasoning"!

A crisp sound of applause came from afar. Under the nearby lights, Chekov and several pilots clapped their hands all the way.

"I'm very satisfied, very satisfied, novices, you passed the final assessment!"

The final... assessment?

Chen Fei was confused. He looked around and saw where the assessment was?

What the hell is this big bear talking about?

"Don't understand?" Chekov smiled confidently, pointed to Sanjani, who was still moaning on the ground, and said, "He is your last test!"

Then roll up your sleeves, reveal your muscular arms, and clench your fists hard, and the muscle lines become more distinct.

He showed a mouthful of white teeth and said viciously: "Pilots must be bloody and never give up easily!"

Not long after humans had aircraft, one-on-one air combat came into being. Where there were people, there were martial arts, and where there were martial arts, there were martial arts, and even the clear sky full of imagination was not spared.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! At the beginning, the confrontation was still a flight performance with mostly etiquette. When I was tired of flying, I landed on the ground together, had a drink, chatted for a while, sighed that the years were quiet, and then went back to my own house and looked for my mother.

But then both sides gradually became angry. If the pilots wanted to masturbate, they had to learn to masturbate and slammed them. At the same time, they unlocked more and more postures. It was not enough to fly solo, or even three.

“…”

Chen Fei is now a wise man who is invincible and wants to say nothing.

Ignoring the self-righteous big bear, he turned around and returned to the kitchen of the cafeteria.

"The rookie actually has a little temper? Hahaha!"

Chekov was not angry, but laughed.

The "Zhen Xiang" combat flight squadron does not accept the weak little sheep who can be bullied.

"Help!"

Sanjani, who was beaten up by a fat man, made a faint cry for help.

"Who will find Takaal and ask him to collect the body!"

Chekov didn't even have the interest to look at this unlucky ghost at all, so he threw down this sentence and left.

Sanjani, who was abandoned by everyone, let out a intermittent sob like ghostly crying.

As soon as he returned to the kitchen of the cafeteria, Chen Fei was looked up and down by Chef Abel, and then asked: "Xiao Chen, are you okay?"

Chen Fei said nothing, "It's okay!"

For some reason, I felt very happy for no reason. Sanjani took the initiative to come to the door and was beaten. It was really hard for this guy.

"It's fine, it's fine, we continue, hurry up!"

Chef Abel not only returned Xiaoniao Xiaojiu to Chen Fei, but also gave him a dress of work clothes for the chefs, and then began to teach him how to make bread step by step.

"The usual ratio of bread flour to liquid is 2:1. The 'baguettes' I made is a unique recipe, with a ratio of 2:0.8. This requires more effort to knead it. It takes a full hour to knead it."

Abel gestured with his hands to knead the dough, which was very detailed.

Chen Fei guessed that this method was used on Sanjani, so that this guy could return to Ganges in minutes and become a good fetus of Dalit's special caste in the next life.

"...If you want to make a 'baguettes', you first need a fermentation species. It's not just yeast. Today I want to teach you the method called 'Polish species'. 'Polish species' needs to be prepared at least six hours in advance. I have put it in the refrigerator."

Chef Abel led Chen Fei to the large refrigerator in the kitchen, opened the refrigerator door himself, searched up and down, and then hugged his head and let out a shocking scream.

"Oh no!!!"

"Chef Abel, what happened?"

Chen Fei was also shocked, thinking that something terrible had happened.

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