Yu Lian smiled and patted the other party on the shoulder: "No need to be so tragic, Brother Seldi, since I'm here, I'm here to solve the problem with everyone. Restoring the Hong Maple Factory to its grandeur is a problem, so that you can catch up

It will be another problem when school starts next year. Everyone at Hongfeng Factory doesn’t want you to delay your studies for them, right?"

"But……"

"So, when we finish this... big battle! You can go on your way with peace of mind, right?"

Stoker always felt that this didn't sound right, but the term "big battle" also made him feel quite fresh, and he felt inexplicably excited.

"Then, let's start working. First, the technical team, Mr. Busca, where is your pickling workshop? Where is the chemical laboratory?"

"This is about to start, don't eat?" Busca was stunned.

Real workers are all people who act vigorously and resolutely, but when Yu Lian's acting vigorously and vigorously comes, everyone is suddenly at a loss what to do.

"Yes! After all, as a guest from afar, I should also treat you to the roasted moa wings and the stewed crocodile with lake celery. Don't worry, they are all in line with human tastes!" Babalu also persuaded.

If it were the "traditional" military representatives, government commissioners, or arrogant technicians from the alliance, Babaru would probably curse a few words behind his back, "All the good cabbage has been eaten by pigs."

And so on. But for Yu Lian, he really wanted to invite him to taste Rumina's specialties.

Although they are usually reluctant to eat these dishes even during the New Year.

Yu Lian's saliva slid down his throat. Roasted moa wings and stewed crocodile with celery were not well-known palace delicacies, but they were highly regarded among gourmets. Yu Lian only served in

I ate it once in the shopping street of Xinshengjing, and the delicious food still makes me have endless aftertaste. However, a certain senior who was familiar with me at the time and regarded himself as a gourmet was very disdainful, saying that it was all a bunch of abnormal low-quality products.

Taste.

"It's probably an issue with the ingredients. These Lumina moa and crocodiles are all farmed products, and you can tell they have no vitality when you smell them! Sure enough, you should go to Lumina to eat the authentic ones! It's a pity..." he lamented.

Endless.

I never imagined that I would have such an opportunity in this life!

But……

"Can you eat these normally?"

Everyone smiled bitterly and shook their heads in frustration. If this standard of food were available every day, everyone in the city would despise the earth.

"Then leave it to the one who has the heaviest workload. I'll eat with you! Oh no, ask the workers in the cafeteria to send them to the chemistry laboratory. We'll eat as we go!"
Chapter completed!