As soon as Feng Ji left with his men, a soldier came out of the city with two porters carrying baskets.
Before they could get closer, Mo Shouchen could smell the aroma of food. It seemed that these people were here to deliver food.
It has been more than half a day since entering the scenario world. First, they hurried in the canyon, and then dug the soil for such a long time. The players were already so hungry that their chests were touching their backs.
Smelling the aroma of the food, everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and their eyes were uncontrollably stuck in the basket, unable to extricate themselves.
The soldier delivering the food asked the porter to place the basket in front of the captain. He glanced at the people digging the soil, and then said: "Why are there suddenly so many people? The food I brought is not enough!"
The captain said nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter. Half of them are ghosts and don't need to eat. The remaining people can share the food and it will almost fill their stomachs."
"That's good. We really don't have enough manpower in the kitchen right now, otherwise we wouldn't be short of food for these people. Just ask everyone to overcome it and wait until they can survive this period."
Then the soldier delivering the food ordered the porters to open the baskets. The food in one of the baskets was for the captain and the soldiers, and the remaining three baskets were for the workers digging the soil.
The porter gave each worker an empty bowl, and then took a long-handled ladle and filled each worker with a spoonful of food.
Looking at the dark, sticky substance in the bowl, Mo Shouchen suddenly felt nauseous.
However, the aroma emanating from the food was very tempting, and the people who worked together wolfed down the food after receiving it, so he couldn't help but take a bite.
The moment the black viscous substance entered his mouth, Mo Shouchen felt a choking smell rushing straight to the sky, and tears suddenly burst out of his eyes.
The taste of this food is definitely on par with the fat chef's cooking skills.
Fortunately, he was very experienced in eating such unpalatable food, so in order to fill his stomach, he gritted his teeth and swallowed the food in his mouth.
However, several other players did not have this courage. As soon as they put the food into their mouths, they spit it out with painful expressions.
Seeing these people spitting food on the ground, the soldier who delivered the meal drew his sword, pointed at them and shouted: "Whoever dares to waste food again, I will chop him up and eat everything in the bowl!"
Looking at the bright sabers, the players quickly suppressed the nausea in their hearts, and then bit the bullet and ate the contents of the bowl bit by bit.
The worst thing among them was Yan Hu Yi. He couldn't hold it back and the food he swallowed suddenly went up. But when he saw the food delivery soldier staring at him fiercely, he could only feel heartbroken and
He swallowed what was in his mouth again.
Seeing that everyone had finished eating the food in the bowl, the soldier who delivered the meal put away his saber, then turned to the captain and said: "Old Liu, where did you find these people? They are so unruly, you should take good care of them."
Leave them alone."
Judging from the tone of voice of the soldier who delivered the food, his status should be no lower than that of the captain.
"It's not like there are no rules at all!" After speaking, the tenth captain smiled and waved to Mo Shouchen, who didn't waste any food, "Come here."
Mo Shouchen walked over obediently, and the captain pointed at the empty bowl in his hand and asked, "How does it taste?"
"It's quite delicious." Mo Shouchen replied against his will.
Hearing Mo Shouchen's answer, the food delivery soldier greeted happily: "Haha, you're not full yet, come on, come on, eat with us."
Mo Shouchen waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I don't dare!"
"If you don't dare, just eat as long as you are told. Come and sit down!" The captain patted the seat next to him and asked Mo Shouchen to sit next to him.
Mo Shouchen thought about it for a moment, and he felt that this was a good opportunity to get closer to the captain, so he did not refuse again, but respectfully said "Thank you two adults" and sat down.
There were four plates in total on the table, which contained very simple stir-fries and a drawer of steamed buns.
Mo Shouchen took the steamed bun handed over by the tenth captain and took a bite, but then he frowned. Why did this steamed bun taste like chewing cement in his mouth? It was too unpalatable.
"How about this steamed bun? Come on, try this dish again. I made it myself."
Looking at the plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes pointed at by the food delivery soldier, Mo Shouchen nervously took a small piece and put it into his mouth. The sour and bitter taste in his mouth made his facial features twist together instantly.
"Why, it doesn't taste good?" the food delivery soldier asked in an unhappy tone.
Mo Shouchen quickly swallowed the food in his mouth, then adjusted his facial muscles to make a comfortable expression.
"Ah...it's so delicious. I have never eaten such delicious food!"
Seeing the serious expression of the food delivery soldier calm down, Mo Shouchen knew that his acting skills were pretty good.
The soldier who delivered the food nodded and said, "Okay, you guys can eat. I'm going back to cook for the prefect."
"Wait a minute!" Mo Shouchen suddenly shouted.
The food delivery soldier who was about to leave looked at Mo Shouchen doubtfully and asked, "What's wrong? Is something wrong?"
Mo Shouchen stood up and replied: "I just heard you say that the kitchen is understaffed. I happen to have a friend who is a chef. He may be able to help."
The soldier who delivered the food looked happy and said hurriedly: "Really? Call him over quickly!"
Mo Shouchen immediately called the fat chef over. The reason why he asked the fat chef to help was because he found that although the food cooked by the soldiers who delivered the food was very unpalatable, the captain and the other soldiers ate it very well.
Moreover, the people who were working just now were devouring the black food, and there was nothing strange about it.
From this, he speculated that the tastes in this world may be different from those in the real world, so the fat chef's "exquisite" cooking skills may come in handy.
Looking at the fat chef's strong body, the soldier who delivered the meal nodded and said, "You can tell he is a good cook just by looking at his figure. I am going back to cook for the prefect now, and you can show your skills."
In this way, Mo Shouchen successfully recommended the fat chef.
After the food delivery soldier and the fat chef left, the captain asked Mo Shouchen to sit down and continue eating.
Mo Shouchen quickly said politely: "Sir, I'm full and have to go back to work."
"Don't worry, just let them do the work. You can take a rest."
There was appreciation in the captain's tone, and it seemed that Mo Shouchen had successfully won his favor.
However, this scene made Qiao Chengan very angry. He felt that if this situation continued, the situation would be very unfavorable to his side.
It seems that we have to find a way to kill Mo Shouchen's spirit...
