When Dorian tidied up the messy and disgusting room, the sky was already turning fish-belly white.
Daolin has really never hated a person so much. Even the captain of the Imperial Guard who was thrown into his trap at the beginning only tortured him physically. But this Zhang Laosan, who he had never met before, was physically and mentally tortured. Double torture.
Dragging his tired body, Dolin came to the kitchen. The minions who were already waiting at the door of the kitchen looked at Dolin who looked like a panda with great curiosity.
"Master Du, what's wrong with you? Didn't you sleep last night?" The man who sent Daolin here yesterday stepped forward and asked.
"Forget it, where is Zhang Laosan's body? I want to whip the body!" Daolin asked with tears in his eyes.
When he said this, everyone immediately understood what was going on and looked at him sympathetically.
"It was our lack of consideration that made Master Du suffer."
Dowling waved his hand, he would not give up any opportunity to gain experience.
He pushed open the kitchen door with great enthusiasm, and with a wave of the kitchen knife, he broke open several bags of flour, kneaded the dough, and made pimple soup.
Pots of pimple soup were made. Eating a hot bowl of pimple soup on a cold winter morning was already a great joy for these beasts of the Three Dragons Association.
After breakfast last night, Dolin went back to rest. Looking at the residence he had packed up overnight, he was very pleased. It was not easy to work so hard all night.
He wanted to cry a little. He had never felt so aggrieved before, but he held it back. A man would not shed tears lightly.
He is willing to sacrifice for everyone. As long as he can save everyone, what does it matter no matter how hard and tired he is?
After a good sleep, Dorian got up at noon and entered the kitchen again with his dazed head shaking.
Cooking for more than 400 people at the same time limited his skills and ideas. Many of his specialty meals were simply impossible to achieve.
"Let's make fried rice with eggs. It's simpler this way." Daolin thought about it and decided to cook the simple one first. Whenever someone asks for it, he will follow the request.
Steamed rice, steamed rice, fried rice, and golden egg fried rice were delivered to everyone. Everyone admired Dolin even more. They liked the new chef from the bottom of their hearts.
Even the three leaders looked at it this way, especially when they heard that the chef had not rested all night and went into the kitchen with a tired body to cook. The three of them scolded the minions severely.
As soon as the master opened his mouth, all the minions rushed to the kitchen and Dolin's residence. They regarded dirt as their enemy and washed away everything that hindered Dolin's mood.
Daolin was arranged to rest in a clean room, and the three leaders told him when Master Du would rest and when dinner would be served.
"Master Du? Master Du, are you awake?" Someone was calling softly outside the room.
Dolin opened his sleepy eyes and rubbed his still swollen forehead.
"Get up, is the kitchen ready?" Dolin replied softly.
"Master Du, we have packed up the kitchen and the warehouse. Can you get up and take a look?" the man outside the door said with a smile.
Dorian opened the door and followed the minions limping toward the kitchen.
There was a group of people standing at the door of the kitchen. They were all wearing aprons, holding iron brushes and rags in their hands. Their faces were covered with sweat. They all grinned when they saw Dolin coming.
"Thank you for your honor. Master Du, please take a look." One of the minions opened the closed kitchen door.
Dolin looked into the kitchen, and his mood immediately improved a lot. Although it was not comparable to the kitchen in Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, compared with last night, it was like a new kitchen.
Dolin nodded with satisfaction and walked to the warehouse next to the kitchen again. The seasonings and ingredients had been placed in categories, which was completely different from the random placement before.
Dolin was very satisfied. He smiled and said to the men who helped with the work: "Thank you for your help. Come here secretly tonight and I will start a small stove for you."
Hearing this, these gangsters all showed happy smiles on their faces. It is allowed to open small stoves in the gang. As long as it doesn't cause trouble to everyone, it won't be a big deal.
The minions left happily, and Dorian began to pack dinner.
At this time, he has successfully promoted to the seventh-level pneumatic realm. It has to be said that he has gained a lot of experience by making food for more than 400 people at one time.
For dinner, Dolin simply stir-fried a vegetable dish and a meat dish. Although there were only two dishes, there were a lot of them. Just cut the vegetables and there were more than small dumplings.
In the dead of night, a few figures came to the kitchen in disguise. After looking around to make sure no one had noticed, they knocked lightly on the kitchen door.
Dowling opened the kitchen door and let in a few minions.
"Master Du, we are here, and we have brought good wine." said the man who met him most.
"Come on, come on, I've prepared the food, and I'll definitely let you eat it." Dolin locked the door.
There is a small table and several small matzas placed on the kitchen space.
Including Dorian, there were seven people.
Everyone sat down and looked at the five dishes on the table. A group of people went crazy.
"I can't bear the smell of this." One of the minions was about to reach out to grab the food, but was hit by Daolin on his hand with chopsticks.
"Everyone should pay attention to hygiene when using chopsticks." Dolin said in mock anger.
"Yes, yes, that's what Master Du said." Several people were not angry, took the chopsticks and started to taste.
"This is so delicious, the meat just melts in your mouth."
"And this dish, it's crisp and refreshing. It's obviously a hot dish, but the greens still retain their original crispness."
Daolin secretly laughed in his heart, he did this on purpose. If they were to attack Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon with all their firepower, these minions would not be able to take off directly.
"Come on, let's toast Master Du and thank him for the dinner he prepared for us." The leader said.
Dolin took the wine bowl handed over by the gangster, and after a slight sniff, his brows furrowed. This was actually the wine of the anti-alcoholic. Although it was not a top-notch wine, it was carefully distilled by the anti-alcoholic. It was from Crouching Tiger Hidden. The fine wines sold by Longju.
"This wine is good, where did you buy it?" Dolin asked after taking a sip of wine.
"If Master Du likes it, I'll steal it again, ah, buy some more." The man who brought the wine almost said the wrong thing and quickly changed his words.
"Stolen? Where did you steal it? I don't dare to drink anymore." Dolin rolled his eyes and put down the wine bowl.
"Oh, Master Du, just drink it with confidence, it will be absolutely fine."
Dorian still didn't take the wine bowl, but looked at the man with pretended fear.
"Master Du, didn't we capture a few people yesterday? There were two jars of wine on their carriage. You said you would open a small stove for us in the evening, so I went and brought a jar over." The man lowered his head and whispered.
Dolin sighed and said: "If we drink this wine, then the three leaders will be blamed and their heads will fall off."
