“Then I’ll do more work.” Jiang Xun immediately raised her hand. “Because I eat a little too much.”

Milk Candies: [Hahahahahaha, this is the first time I’ve seen a girl take the initiative to say that she eats a lot.]

[Is what she eats considered only a LITTLE too much? I’m afraid she’ll scare the Zhangs!]

The others didn’t care. They thought that since Jiang Xun was thin and said she ate a little too much, how much could she actually eat?

“Then let’s have some noodles for lunch,” Shuidong said. “I brought a lot of alkaline water and meat for lunch. Kangwang also brought three braised chickens. Little Jian brought some fruits and melon seeds. It’s not convenient to bring vegetables. Let’s make do at noon. Let’s not eat vegetables for now. We’ll dig some spring bamboo shoots in the afternoon, so let’s save a few for dinner. We’ll go to the market tomorrow after we exchange the food tickets for money.”

Everyone had no objections. Jiang Xun would naturally choose delicious food when she was able to, but she could also make do without it.

The conditions were even worse during the apocalypse.

Although the program team did not provide the ingredients, they did not lack seasonings because of the sponsors’ advertisements. They planned to shred the meat for lunch, and then tear up a grilled chicken to eat with noodles.

However, even the Zhangs did not know how to cook. In fact, Jiang Xun did not know how to cook either.

In her previous life, there was a canteen in the orphanage. After enlisting in the army, there was also a canteen.

Jiang Xun did a lot of work, but she did not cook.

In the past, the host was the one who cooked for the Luo family. After she took over and beat up the Luo family, who dared to let her cook?

Although she had the memories of the host, theoretical knowledge and practice were completely different things.

The program team’s position was that the uncle and nephew of the Zhang family were the host, and they were responsible for entertaining the guests.

The main task of cooking was left to them.

“What can I help you with?” Jiang Xun came into the kitchen. The kitchen was very large. In addition to the stove, there was a square table in the middle of the kitchen.

“How about cutting the luncheon meat into shreds? CEO Qin will tear the chicken,” Kangwang said.

“Okay.” Jiang Xun brought the luncheon meat and grilled chicken to the low table in the middle.

[This brand of luncheon meat is quite difficult to open. As a girl, I can only tear half of it each time. I also have to use the handle of a spoon as a lever to tear the other half.]

[CEO Qin’s chance to perform is here.]

The bullet comments had only floated halfway when everyone heard a rip. Jiang Xun lifted her hand and the lid of the luncheon meat had already been torn open.

Jiang Xun turned the luncheon meat upside down and patted the bottom of the luncheon meat box. The luncheon meat landed neatly on the chopping board.

[… What happened? How did Jiang Xun tear open the lid?]

[Probably… maybe… some are easy to tear, and some are not?]

Just as the bullet screen appeared, another rip was heard.

The lid of another luncheon meat box was torn open neatly.

[I’m dying of laughter. It’s better not to send more comments. Big Boss Xun is on the road of slapping faces.]

[When I saw Big Boss Xun, I thought I could do it, so I took out the same luncheon meat that I just bought. In the end… I’m sorry, I was too rash.]

Then, Jiang Xun slapped the luncheon meat out. With the kitchen knife in her hand, she raised the knife and swung it down. The sound of the knife clashing against the chopping board was so fast that it almost connected into a line.

[Damn, even someone with less than 10 years of cooking experience wouldn’t be able to cut this fast, right?]

The camera zoomed in on Jiang Xun cutting the luncheon meat.

The luncheon meat was cut into thousands of thin threads.

[Wow, Big Boss Xun has such skills!]

[That can’t be right. In ‘Unfulfilled Lovers,’ didn’t Jiang Xun not know how to cook? She even asked how much rice and water to put in to steam rice. Why did she become a chef here? Did she forget her own character?]

[Hehe, Jiang Xun hit herself in the mouth. Let’s see how Jiang Xun and her fans will defend themselves.]

Kangwang also heard the cutting sounds and looked over. “Yo! Jiang Xun, your knife skills are pretty good!”

“Of course.” Jiang Xun threw the kitchen knife high up. The kitchen knife spun a few times in the air and fell. Jiang Xun caught it steadily. “Although I don’t know how to cook, I know how to fight and use a knife. It’s easy for me to cut vegetables.”

Kangwang and the others had just seen the kitchen knife being thrown up high and then falling down, and they were shocked and broke out in cold sweat.

“Jiang Xun, you shouldn’t play around like this in the future.” Kangwang couldn’t help but pat his chest, “Your uncle is old and can’t handle being scared. You can’t play like this even if you are good at fighting. What if there is an accident?”

“Okay.” Jiang Xun put down the knife obediently.

[Big Boss Xun: Although I can’t see the bullet screen, I can hit the face accurately every time.]

[Do the haters feel comfortable getting hit in the face every time?]

[Is it itchy if they don’t get hit in the face for a day?]

“Hehehe, you continue.” Kangwang returned to the stove with a smile. “I’ll cook noodles.”

Although Director Chen had nothing to do, he also came to the kitchen to take a look. When he saw the knife skills that Jiang Xun had just displayed, his eyes lit up for a moment, but then he shook his head.