The sudden change did not panic Liu Ziru.

He has always been unafraid of speculating on others with the greatest malicious intention, and he immediately suspected that this guy wanted to eat a bully meal.

But he thought again, why bother to care about her true thoughts? It would be useless for him to do something real.

Imagine a girl from the wasteland. In this world where languages ​​are not accessible and environments are different, who else can she rely on besides herself? What else can she do besides working in a store?

The idea of ​​letting the wasteland girl work in the store is very good.

First of all, there is indeed a shortage of staff in the store, and secondly, she has almost no chance of changing jobs, and it seems that she doesn't have to pay her salary. Even if she wants it, the broken bottle caps will probably satisfy her.

Um……

Liu Ziru pondered for a moment, his face was full of kindness, and the butcher squatted down like a little sheep, and helped the girl on the ground up.

He said in a true scripture, "It's rare that you have the heart to learn to cook. Actually, I'm not good at craftsmanship and limited in cooking. This way, you can first come to me to see if I have real skills. After a while, you think I have the ability and it's worth learning. You can learn it with me. If you think I can't do it, I won't stop you."

Logically speaking, living in a world full of radiation, wasteland, fewer resources, and more tests human nature, should have stronger ability to distinguish routines. However, Christina did not hear what Liu Ziru said at all, but instead felt that he was very sincere.

"I'll learn!" Christina raised her head, her hair tied into a ponytail and her eyes were full of determination. She learned it because she liked this, but as a naturalist, she already felt that delicious food could greatly improve her work efficiency compared to the unpalatable green paste.

If Liu Ziru knew that Christina was thinking, she didn't know how to think. Is it resentment? Or relaxed? Or funny?

The reason why I said resentment was because Christina's idea was essentially snatching Liu Ziru's business. If the wasteland had such delicious food, why would he come to the radiant cafeteria to eat?

This is the same as the master and apprentice, the peers, and the peers. The disciples who teach the master to starve to death, and the peers are enemies, so this is not what they all do.

According to the tradition of thousands of years, apprentices may have worked for half their lives in vain, and it is impossible for them to learn real skills from their masters. After all, they will leave after learning, and they will be able to start their own business and become a peer to compete for food.

Therefore, many very precious crafts were lost in such a process of inheritance.

It was said to be relaxed because Liu Ziru felt that running the radiation canteen was a burden for him. If the food on the other side of the door was as delicious as he did, then no one would come here to eat, so of course he would be relaxed.

After all, he worked hard here, and it was different whether he could make money or not, whether he could make money was not as good as the rent he collected.

The common currency here - bottle cap, is simply useless in the real world.

It's funny because Liu Ziru doesn't care about all this at all.

In this way, two people with each other stood face to face.

"Come in first, don't touch anything. Let's see me do it today. Don't ask if you have any questions. Please wait until the store is closed later." Liu Ziru quickly switched to the boss mode and issued a series of orders and requirements to Christina.

"I understand." Christina nodded. Her whole body was tight and her expression was not formal, as if she was not watching others cook, but watching others fight.

After Liu Zi finished the order, he seemed to have forgotten Christina. He got busy in the open kitchen that was not small and next to the guests.

Because he is lazy, he has not pre-processed all the ingredients to use. Whenever the customer orders, he has to start from the initial steps.

Washing vegetables requires carefulness, cutting vegetables requires proficiency, and now what Liu Ziru needs is speed.

The knife is raised and the traditional thick Chinese kitchen knife leaves a string of phantoms in the visual sense.

The cherry meat that the guest ordered just now is a traditional Han dish from Suzhou.

It is said to be cherry meat, but there is no cherry but only meat.

Liu Ziru took out a piece of tenderloin, cut it into small diced pieces, add salt, old chicken soup, and white pepper. After slicing it into flavor, add egg yolks and then add raw powder. Cut the carrots into small diced pieces that are the same size as the meat.

While Liu Ziru was warming the oil, Christina curiously picked up a few diced meat and diced carrots from the meat board and the cutting board.

When she started comparing them, she was shocked again. The diced meat and carrot diced meat in her hand were exactly the same size, just like they were measured with a ruler.

Christina asked herself that she couldn't cut out such diced meat and diced vegetables. However, she needed to use a ruler and it took time to make it slowly to get to this level. The owner seemed to have not even looked at it, and just cut it into this way.

Awesome is amazing, but what's the use of this? It's just good-looking?

Christina was full of questions. She wanted to ask, but she remembered Liu Ziru's words just now. She had to hold back and pretend that she was a dull gourd and said nothing.

Liu Ziru noticed all this and his psychology was a little fluctuating. He felt that this cheap waiter was quite diligent and studious, and even if he was a little stupid, he still had the value of education.

However, he did not start teaching immediately, but threw the diced meat with the raw powder into the oil pan. When the diced meat is 60 or 70% mature, turn to low heat, fry until golden brown and take it out.

Control the oil slightly, then throw it into the pot for refrying.

After the refrying is completed, the oil is controlled again.

Pour the hot oil into the oil pan next to it, leaving a little oil at the bottom of the pan. Pour in tomato sauce and stir-fry over low heat.

When the tomato sauce becomes thicker, pour in the diced carrots and the fried diced meat.

Set the plate and set it out. A plate of cherry meat is finished.

It is done in one go, very beautiful.

The fried cherry meat is cherry-red, bright and pleasing to the eye, and looks very delicious and attractive.

Just looking at it, Christina felt hungry, even though she had just finished a large plate of fried rice.

Liu Ziru brought the cherry meat to the guest. The guest picked it up with chopsticks. Although his posture was awkward, he still showed a satisfied smile on his face.

The cherry red and shiny meat pieces are round and small in shape, soft skin, salty and sweet taste, crispy and plump, making them the best dish to eat.

Since ancient times, food has brought happiness to people and has not changed yet.

"Your skills are not regressing at all compared to the old store manager!" The slightly drunk cowboy uncle blushed and used chopsticks to hold cherry meat into his mouth. He poured the red star Erguotou. With his outfit, the picture was so beautiful.

Liu Ziru responded with a smile, then returned to the kitchen and continued cooking.

Time passed without realizing it, except for occasionally chatting with customers, and talking about the price when collecting money. Liu Ziru didn't say much anymore.

Although the wasteland visitors in the store were basically all alone, they were chatting and laughing together.

One thing to mention here is that the door of the radiating canteen is a bit strange. Although there is only one door here, it seems to correspond to countless doors over there.

Christina came from the door in the radiating sandstorm, while Uncle Cowboy came from New Las Vegas.

Even if you go out, those who come from radiating sandstorms will return to radiating sandstorms, and those who come from New Las Vegas will return to New Las Vegas.

The sunset fell into the building and the sky gradually became dark.

After the diners finished their meal and chatted, they walked through the door one after another and returned to where they came.

Nightlife in big cities seems to be just about to begin, but today's business in the Radiant Canteen has ended.

Before Liu Ziru put down the rolling gate, he asked Christina, "Are you sure you want to learn how to cook?"

"Yeah." Christina nodded.

Liu Ziru touched his chin and looked at Christina, who was half short of his head. After a while, he asked, "Where are you from?"

“New Republic of California.”

"New Republic of California?" Liu Ziru asked back with confirmation.

"Um."

Liu Ziru went to the cabinet for a while and found a thick piece of folded parchment.

He spread the parchment paper, pointed to the coordinates on the parchment paper and asked, "Here?"

"Um."

Although the map surprised her again, her expression remained calm.

As an explorer, there is a very important task, which is to draw maps.

The map she saw now is more detailed than any map she has ever seen. Not only does it have contour lines, markers, and even many military marks.

This is a military map, a high-precision military map.

For any force on the wasteland, this map is extremely precious.

Liu Ziru didn't know or care about these things. This map was obtained by his grandfather, the old store manager, from an old alcoholic who had no bottle cap to pay the bill.

"You don't plan to go back. Do you really want to learn cooking?" Liu Ziru asked, "The rolling gate is closed, but you can't go back."

"Um!"

Liu Ziru closed the rolling gate, and the dim light in the store pulled him out a long shadow. He sat on the chair and said seriously, "What I said next may be a bit unacceptable to you, but you must accept it because this is your choice..."

Christina nodded without saying anything.

Liu Ziru looked at her and said, "This is not the world you are in, it is another world. There is no New California Republic here, only California. There are many things here that will surprise you, but don't panic...

Visitors from wasteland, welcome you to civilization..."

Liu Ziru Xun made a hug gesture, and Christina opposite her stood there blankly without reaction.

"Okay, the introduction is over, let's go buy clothes next!" Liu Ziru said on his own. When he took off his work clothes and changed into casual clothes, he suddenly remembered that although he asked where she was from, he did not ask her name, "By the way, what are your name?"

"Christina."

"Christina?"

"Christina."

"I understand, Christina, let's go out to buy clothes." Liu Ziru pulled up a coat and put it on.

"Is this really another world?" Christina asked.

"Otherwise, I think I'm lying to you? Watch it yourself." Liu Ziru grabbed the remote control, turned on the TV that had just been turned off, cut off the old movie that was played by default, and switched to the TV station. This point happened to be the time for local evening news to be played, and the city-level TV stations were broadcasting news about family matters.

Christina looked silently. Although she couldn't understand Chinese, as a naturalist, she could know from the pronunciation rules of language that it was really a language, not nonsense.
To be continued...