See Jigu's Food Fighting Daily Fan

The plane ridiculed: "I heard that you Americans are the people who hate working overtime the most in the world, but you are really hardworking, and you still come out to work so late."

Michael Hols smiled slightly: "Boy, it may be difficult for you to understand, but in prison, my director's words can only be ranked second. Mr.'s orders are absolute."

"Eh~ Who is that Mr? So amazing?"

"You don't need to know this, all you have to do is make delicious, large amounts of cooking."

"No problem, don't worry."

After more than 4 hours of flying, the helicopter crossed the mountains and across the plains, and finally approached the Arizona State Penitentiary.

Legend has it that there are two Pentagons in the U.S., one is the well-known location of the U.S. Ministry of National Defense, commonly known as the White Pentagon, and the other is here. Among them are the criminal elites gathered from all over the U.S., a total of 4,071 people, hence the name. Black pentagon.

Looking down from the air, this prison is very large, with several high walls stacked on top of each other, like a pentagonal city.Inside each wall, there are three steps, one post, five steps, and one guard.

The helicopter slowly docked on the prison apron. As soon as they got off the plane, prison guards trot towards them all the way.

"Director, you are back! Huh? Who is this kid? Where is Mach?"

"Although it's just my instinct, Mach may never have the opportunity to come here again. This kid is Mach's agent. Let's not talk about this. What about Mr. What is he doing now?"

"Yes, Mr. has just finished the mission, but there are a lot of opponents. He also just came back. It's time for you to come back."

Hearing these words, Michael Hols breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Hurry up and take this child to the kitchen. If it is late, Mr. will be angry."

"Yes!"

The guard immediately stood upright and saluted, and then ran to the kitchen with Sun Luo.

Looking at the tidy and shiny kitchen, Sen Luo couldn't help feeling sighed: "Eh~ Your prison kitchen is very tidy and very big. There are more than a dozen stoves. It is completely different from the prison kitchen I imagined. . It seems that the prisoners here are very happy."

The prison guard who brought the forest smiled slightly: "HeyBoy, you are so humorous. This is Mr.'s private kitchen. Although Mr. is also a prisoner, how can he be confused with ordinary prisoners."

Sen Luo was a little surprised: "I'll go, don't fool me when I read too little. What kind of prisoner is so NB, you can let the director personally invite the chef to cook for him.

The prison guard was obviously used to seeing people like Sen Luo, and said with a smile: "Mr is the freest man in the world. Here, Mr.'s words are absolute. Today your task is to cook the ingredients prepared here. Tonight The menu is steak."

While talking, the prison guard also pointed to the Niu Feili (loin) piled up on the conditioning table.

Seeing the piles of beef, Sen Luo suddenly thought of something, and asked the prison guard: "Are many of you injured? And you don't like seeing a doctor."

After hearing this, the prison guard was taken aback: "How did you know?"

Sen Luo shrugged: "From the ingredients you prepared."

The prison guard was a little confused: "The ingredients?"

"Yes, didn’t the person who asked you to prepare the ingredients told you? Protein helps the wound heal. The king of animal protein is beef. Beef tenderloin is not only rich in protein, but also fat compared to other parts of the cow. The content is also relatively small, which is a kind of food that some fitness people like very much."

The prison guard gave Sun Luo a thumbs up: "You know so much just by looking at the ingredients. I know that the director will bring back someone who is not an ordinary person. Come on, Boy, I am optimistic about you."

Just as the prison guard turned to leave, Sun Luo stopped him: "Mr. Guard, I already know the general situation. Do you have carrots, canned corn, tomatoes and mushrooms? These are common ingredients, you guys. It should be here, right?"

"Yes, but what do you want this for?"

"Of course it is tailor-made for the Mr. you mentioned."

"Um, okay, when Mach came, he just immersed himself in his work, boy, you asked so much, you should start preparing, and the things you want will be delivered soon."

With that, the guard turned and walked out of the kitchen. After a while, two guards came to the kitchen carrying a sack and handed the sack to Sun Luo.

"This is where everything you want is here. We are right outside the door. Please tell us what else you need."

"Ah, no, thank you."

Then Sen Luo started to make steaks. Instead of directly making steaks, he found a big pot and arranged the tomatoes one by one on the bottom of the bucket. Without adding a drop of water, he set the fire on the stove. It didn’t take long for the water in the tomatoes to be forced out and turned into a pot of fragrant tomato soup. At this time, Sun Luo cut the mushrooms he brought into cubes and added them to the Some homemade spices were taken out of the box and poured into it.After stirring, cover the lid and simmer.

During this period of time, Sen Luo began to deal with steaks, and saw that he slammed his hands on the conditioning table, and the piles of filipino in the tray on the stage were shocked by him. Sen Luo held a pair of knives. The light flashed, and the hill-like filet was broken down into pieces of filet steak for each person and dropped back into the tray.

Next, Sun Luo put the butter in the pan to melt, then put the steak into it.

When the steak is cooked to 3 minutes with brown and bloody pink inside on both sides, Sun Luo takes the steak out and puts it on the plate, then peels and cuts the carrots into strips, puts them in a pan, and fry the steak in butter. Put them on a plate together, then put some corn kernels on the side, and finally put a piece of cheese on the steak, and pour the stewed tomato and mushroom thick paste on top.

Sen Luo was extremely efficient, and in a short while, a dozen delicious steaks lined up on the kitchen table.

Following Sun Luo's call, several prison guards walked in pushing the dining car. Although they were surprised by Sun Luo's work efficiency, they did not stop. They put the steak on the dining car one by one, and then walked out of the kitchen towards Mr's residence. Go.

On the way, several prison guards whispered.

"Mr seems to be injured."

"Every time he gets injured, the menu is unified into steak and red wine. It is said that as long as he eats these, he can recover from his injury."

"It's amazing, it's like a lizard."

"Who said no, but the kid who came this time is really amazing, much better than the Mach who came before. Look at this kid's cooking, not only steak, but also side dishes and sauces. Wearing the mask and smelling the scent makes my mouth water."

"Yes, the Mach used to be in a hurry just to cook steaks. Where can I still have this thought. And it is said that the kid only looks at the ingredients and knows that someone is injured."

Approaching Mr.'s residence, the front guard turned his head and made a silent gesture: "Hush! Be quiet, Mr. will hear it."

Hearing the reminder, all prison guards immediately fell silent.

When he came to a door, the guard at the front stepped forward and knocked on the door: "Mr, we brought you the food you wanted."

"come in."

Pushing the door in, I saw a tall black man sitting at the dining table smoking a cigar like a tuft of muscles. His muscles were as solid as a mountain. Even his arms were as thick as a girl's waist.At this time, he was wearing a tight-fitting vest, and blood was bleeding from multiple bullet holes on his body.

The prison guards walked in in line, and placed the steak and red wine respectfully in front of the black man.

When the meal cover was opened, the unique aromas of steak, butter, sauce and vegetables merged into one, bursting out all at once, and the black man's spirit was refreshed, and he couldn't help taking a sip of water.He couldn't wait to pick up the knife and fork, cut a large piece of steak and put it in his mouth. Suddenly, the black man's eyes widened.

"Ok?"

The guard on the side thought there was something wrong, so he hurried up and asked, "Mr, is there anything wrong? Is the cooking this time unpalatable?"

Swallowing the steak in his mouth, the black man waved to the guard: "No, I'm just surprised that the steak is so much better this time than usual. Did you change the chef?"

"Yes, Mr. Maher, who used to make your steak, couldn't come for some reason, so the director temporarily changed the chef."

"Oh, Hols has done my best. It's great. Come, come, don't stop, bring me all the steaks."

While talking, the black man cut the steak quickly and began to gobble it up.

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Everyone, I’m very sorry for OTL. The author underestimated his hand-handicap talent. Usually when I go home from work, I have to update the code to 11 or 12 every day. I can’t help it after a long time. I don’t always code at home on Saturdays and Sundays. Words, so in the future, the pairs on Sundays are more likely to shrink, but the author promises to keep updating every day, and those who feel slow can accumulate some to watch together. Here, the author begs for your understanding, sorry_(•̀ω• ́∠)_.