, you have to learn from scratch.

Finally, there is the logistics work. I rarely come into contact with these things, so I don’t know what aspects I need to understand and what are the difficulties, but it is obviously not easy.

Just these things that can be thought of are enough to make one's head spin, not including those that have not been thought of and some details.

Even if Linya is a genius, even if she has wise men like Raphael and Grandma Allen to teach her, it is almost impossible to become a qualified war commander in such a short period of time.

But it doesn’t matter. I will make up for the remaining impossibilities. Although it may be too complacent to say this, but if you work hard to do it, there will probably always be a way. No matter what, you can’t let Lin

Ya lost her prestige in her first battle, didn't she?

Thinking of this, I strolled out of the tent and stretched out towards the rising sun.

Although that statement is very problematic, Raphael's meaning is very accurate. There is indeed not much time left for leisure.

Anyway, just enjoy this wonderful time.

I did a few stretching exercises outside the tent, exhaled a breath, and took a big step.

First of all, go and see your cheap junior sister, after all, we have already made an appointment.

"Senior Brother"

Far away, Biansha was sitting on top of the European-style building window again, waving to me.

There was still a jar of honey in my arms that had remained unchanged for thousands of years, but the meat buns were no longer there, which made me feel relieved.

Yesterday I ate so many meat buns in one go, it seems like I have calmed down a bit.

"Beansa, have you had breakfast?" I touched the head of Beansa who came up to me and asked with a smile.

First he nodded, then shook his head. Beansa seemed a little confused.

"Anyway, you want to say that you ate honey in the morning, right." With the title on my head and the intelligence bonus for my junior sister, I could barely guess what Beansa wanted to express.

"Yeah, yeah." Beansa nodded sharply.

"Okay, let me do a trick." He turned his empty palm over, and there was a lunch box on it.

This was a little trick that even children couldn't fool, but it got Beansa's excited cheers. She was such a kind little junior sister. I wiped the tears from my eyes with joy.

Breakfast was prepared by Linya. After knowing that I had a cheap little junior sister, she wanted to meet her. Unfortunately, I originally planned to find time for her to meet and get to know Beansha, but now Rafi was

I have been kidnapped and taken away. Let alone meeting Beansa, maybe it will be a little difficult for me to meet Linya next time.

I shook my head and threw away these thoughts. Seeing Beiansha holding a lunch box and eating happily, I was also infected by her pure and bright smile, and I started to smile. I just felt that if Beiansha was as innocent and cute as this, I would be so happy.

A carefree smile is always with you, and no matter how many difficulties you encounter, you will never feel depressed.

"It's so delicious. Apart from honey and meat buns, Beansa has never eaten anything so delicious." Putting down the lunch box that had been licked clean, Beansa looked at me with sparkling eyes.

"Do you like it? Why not come to my house and you can eat it every day from now on." I smiled and pinched her delicate and soft cheeks.

"It still counts..."

Beansa hesitated in embarrassment, but resisted the temptation of food and shook his head in refusal.

What is the unspeakable secret that makes her unwilling to come to my home, or it can be said that it makes her unwilling to have too much contact with other people.

Forget it, everyone has secrets.

"By the way, Biansha, what happened to the memory crystal that was recorded last time? Has it been sent out?" I suddenly thought of this.

"Well, I've sent it. They will be very happy when they see it." The junior sister said with a bright smile.

"Really? Uh... that's good."

Although I am very curious about how Biansha sent it and how he can be sure that the other party will receive it, a man's sixth sense tells me that asking these questions will make Biansha feel embarrassed, so let's forget it.

In fact, I was a little worried because I overlooked one thing. After recording, I should have reminded Beansa to check that the content was correct.

It's too late to say anything now.

I shook my head. I suppressed the little uneasiness in my heart and began to take out a large amount of ingredients, preparing to give Beansa devil training in the next free time.

At least she can't let Biansha use her current cooking skills to go back and torture her beloved sister.

"Are you ready? Biansha."

"Ready!"

"I'm not strong enough, answer louder."

"Oh, ready!!"

"That's right, it's the momentum to light a fire and set up a pot!!"

"oh oh!!!"

So, in a small and dilapidated hotel, a gorgeous light and color effect like a Chinese master began to be staged.

It’s just that other people’s homes are either golden and brilliant, or they are like playing fairy music.

But in the small hotel building, from time to time there would be bursts of black light, bursts of smoke, or a loud explosion.

A live-action dark version of the Little Master of Hell.

It wasn't until almost dusk that I finally lost my energy, put my hands on the ground, and fell to my knees.

Not at all, this guy Beansa.

Her cooking ability, like her math ability, is a fighter among idiots, and her skill level is just like the distance between King Arthur and love back then.

Looking at the unknown charred carbon-like objects on the ground, as well as the pots of broth exuding a strange smell, I collapsed again, and my forehead hit the floor with a bang.

God, give me the light of Willas, the God of Cooking, and let me save this lost lamb.

Biansha was not aware of her poor cooking skills. She even tasted a few bites of the roasted meat and stew she made herself, and felt that she was subtle.

We can't let her go down the wrong path anymore.

I ignited the sense of mission of my senior brother.

I asked Velas to send some food. I think that in order to change Biansha's cooking skills, she must first reverse her faulty taste system and make her intolerable to the food she cooks. Only in this way can she make progress.

People must have a self-motivated attitude, otherwise no matter how others supervise them, they will get half the result with half the effort.

However, it is very expensive to send it from the first world to the third world. I went to the Mages Guild last time and asked about it. A meat bun consumes the energy of a complete gem, so I really can't afford it.

Forget it, let Vilas get some meat buns first...

After secretly making up my mind, I stopped doing unnecessary training and stood up.

Let’s deal with these foods first.

Of course, what Beansa makes cannot be recycled. Even if it is thrown away, it will poison the wild dogs nearby, so it must be buried.

However, there are also a lot of roasted meats and stews that I made to demonstrate for Beansa. These taste pretty good, especially after absorbing Raphael's methods, I am particularly confident in the roasted meats I make.

, barely able to look down upon those rookie adventurers.

The portions are quite large. Beansa and I will definitely not be able to finish them all. It would be a waste to keep them.

By the way, I clapped my hands and thought of a good idea.

Just give it to the orphanage.

"Biansha, do me a favor and send all the uneaten ones to the last orphanage, can you?" I tried to ask.

Just because I know that Beansa doesn't like to be in contact with others, I want to slowly change her stay-at-home personality. If the other person is a child, maybe Beansa will accept it more easily.

Sure enough, after hesitating for a moment, Beansa nodded, not as resistant as before when I asked her to go to my house.

The two carried a large pot of broth and large bags of barbecue to the orphanage, and were warmly welcomed by the children.

Maybe it was Mi Seya who taught well? Resisting the temptation of the fragrant aroma, all the children sat on the long wooden table in the restaurant, and the person on duty that day was responsible for distributing the barbecue and broth.

However, I can't control my mouth.

"Uncle Fan, this stew tastes just average. Did you make it?" The naughty child yelled in an unscrupulous manner.

Go and eat yours.

I rolled my eyes at him helplessly.

"Barbecue, delicious." A little loli said shyly.

I immediately beamed.

"But compared with what Sister Ya did, it's far behind." The child next to him added.

So I said I hate naughty kids.

"Uncle Fan, let's play." When the meal was over, I was about to leave, but I was surrounded by all the children, with pairs of expectant eyes that seemed to be shining.

I'll kill these ferocious little guys!

In front of these star-like gazes, I felt like a vampire exposed to the sun, unbearably holding my arms in front of my face.

Looking at Beansa who was standing far away, still refusing to approach and not being liked by the children, I hesitated for a moment, and then I nodded helplessly.

"One moment, just one moment."

pTo be continued
Chapter completed!