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"…Cook?"

　　 At first sight of the introduction, Wei Ze was quite happy. A canteen must not be missing in a university, and there must always be a cook in the cafeteria. This was still a big problem, but I didn't expect it to be solved directly.

　　 But thinking of being trapped by a stone carving ghost once before, he still had to proceed cautiously, and asked Qianshou, "Can you cook?"

　　 Qianshou nodded.

　　 "What can you do?"

　　 Qianshou shook his head.

　　 "What do you mean by shaking your head? Can't do it now?"

　　 Qianshou nodded.

　　 Wei Ze understood something, Kunlun University is located in a barren hill, and there are no supermarkets around. Even if there is a canteen chef, this is a real clever woman who can't cook without rice, and now he doesn't just have rice, he doesn't even have cooking.

　　Wei Ze helped his forehead: "This...you are already a mature kitchen god, you have to learn to cook your own stove, right?"

　　 Qianshou nodded.

　　 "What do you mean by nodding your head?" Wei Ze scratched his head, "Is it possible that you are really capable?"

　　 Qianshou nodded, and then stepped out of the cafeteria, into the white mist behind the building, Wei Ze remembered that it was the road to the wild forest behind.

　　 Ten minutes later, a pile of wild vegetables and fruits was piled up in front of Weize, half a person tall, and there was even a pile of chopped firewood next to it.

　　 "Does this mean you want to show it to me live?" Wei Ze had a subtle expression, "You don't carry the pot yourself..."

As soon as 　　's voice fell, I saw Thousands of Hands snapping their hands together, pinching a spell and chanting silently. Although he was dumb, somehow the words in the mouth seemed to shake the surrounding air.

　　 Following this chanting, several arms slowly spread out from behind her, as if the real Thousand-Hand Guanyin appeared. Holding the same treasure in each hand, at a glance, there are spatulas, long spoons, soup pots, grills, kitchen knives...no one repeats.

　　Weize: "..."

He just watched Thousand Hands use one hand to make the stove, three hands to clean, five hands to cut vegetables, two hands to raise the pot, two hands to season... the last few hands set the bowl together, and one hand held a large spoon. , Each of the three hands scooped a spoonful from the three stoves, and at the same time, put them into bowls and put them in front of him.

　　 This technique is very familiar, and it evokes the memory of seeing the aunt in the cafeteria serving food.

　　Wei Ze looked at the bowl in front of him that exudes a delicate fragrance...what should be called vegetarian soup, then raised his head to look at the look of expectation in Qianshou's small eyes, and finally lowered his head to take a bite.

The entrance of 　　 soup, exudes a peculiar fragrance of fruits and vegetables, and the aroma goes straight to the nasal cavity. He has eaten food for more than 20 years, but this bite seems to make him know the ingredients again.

　　 is not only in terms of taste, but this thing seems to have some special health effects. After a bite, as if swallowing a flame, the warmth spreads from the stomach to the whole body, refreshing people's spirits.

　　 If it hadn't turned on the corresponding skills, he would definitely give this spoonful of soup a golden effect, and then light up the back. It is estimated that he can cos with the chef on the spot.

　　 seemed to be very satisfied with his reaction, Qianshou grinned openly, dozens of hands shook and slapped at the same time, real dancing.

　　 "Xiongtai...No, girl, let's take our hands back and talk again?" Wei Ze put down the bowl and twitched the corner of his mouth to remind.

　　 Senshou also seemed to be aware of this problem, and awkwardly stretched out his three hands and scratched his head, then put his palms together, and the arm behind him retracted like a tortoise.

　　 "It seems that you like cooking very much?" Wei Ze then asked.

　　 Qianshou nodded.

　　 "Then let you cook for dozens of people, can you take care of it?"

　　 Qianshou nodded repeatedly.

It's not bad. Wei Ze let out a sigh of relief. Although he was a little crippled, he had to say it was very practical.

　　 Among the university logistics staff, the cafeteria staff have the most contact with students. Originally, he was still thinking about how to solve the personnel problem from cooking to cooking to recycling. This time it was good, and an all-in-one machine came directly.

　　 Next, as long as a simple room is built for Qianshou to use, the problem of the canteen can be solved.

　　 Hmm... Considering the impact, a curtain has to be added. If you find that the aunt who serves you at every window in the cafeteria is the same person, then this is terrifying.

　　No, it should be said that the cook, the cook, the logistics and even the supplier are all the same person...

　　 Thinking of this, he suddenly realized a problem, turned his head and said to Qianshou: "How can you find the ingredients so quickly? Are you so familiar with this place?"

　　 As the president of Kunlun University, he has a set of Xianfu maps in his mind that are better than GPS, and he is very precious to the surrounding environment. As soon as Qianshou was called, he could go out and collect it by himself. How could it be as if he had been here for a long time?

　　 Qianshou blinked and danced like he wanted to say something, but he could only make a buzzing sound, and the only comprehensible response was nodding.

　　 "In other words, are you really familiar with this place?"

　　 Wei Ze looked at the [Yellow Level Employee Contract] on the panel, and fell into deep thought.

　　 Could it be said that these so-called employees weren't drawn from some outside world, but the indigenous people who appeared because of this prop?

　　 It is a pity that the two existing employees, Stone Carving Ghost and Senshou, are not the type that can easily communicate... I can only hope that the next contract can bring him a talking employee, and I will ask for more details.

　　 He retracted his mind and looked at the enrollment roster in his head again. UU reading www.uukａnshu.com

　　 The basic meal problem has been solved. There are also wall carving ghosts arranged in the dormitory. At least the life needs of the students can be met. The university has met the basic requirements for opening the door and can start to welcome students.

　　 "The next step is to send the notice. But since it is Xiuxian University, you can't send it by express, right?"

　　 Wei Ze looked at the pile of notices in front of him, thinking about whether there were any high-end skills such as item teleportation.

　　 At this time, there was the sound of a bird singing outside the window, and he casually activated [Tiaoqi] to let the bird fall on his shoulder obediently. It was a white dove, cooing and turning his head to look at him.

　　 Wei Ze patted his hand and got an idea.

　　...

　　 Early morning a few days later.

　　 Yuan Qingqing was awakened by the continuous birdsong outside the window. He rubbed his eyes and got out of bed and opened the curtains, only to see a white dove flapping its wings hovering in front of the window with a simple envelope in his mouth.

"This is…"

　　 She quickly opened the window, and the white pigeon flew into the house very psychically and landed on the back of her hand, putting the letter in her other hand.

　　 opened it to see, there was a piece of yellow paper inside.

　　 Yuan Qingqing felt that his breathing had stopped for a while. He carefully removed the yellow paper and saw five characters written in cursive script directly above: the admission notice.

　　 She held the yellow paper tightly in her hand and smiled silently at Chaoyang.

　　...

　　 Just this morning, similar scenes appeared in every corner of Ancheng. Without mutual knowledge, all the students who submitted their files to Kunlun University received their admission notices.

　　Some people are excited about this, and some are dubious.

　　 But time did not stop there. The summer vacation after the college entrance examination seemed to pass in the blink of an eye.

　　The time came to the school day set by Wei Ze.