Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
For Mrs. Hank and the other ladies, their daily work was far from easy.
They had to report to the town hall before 9 a.m. every morning to prepare food for the captives at the militia headquarters as well as the several hundred young men and women still recuperating at the resettlement zone.
Food for the captives was relatively simple to prepare: boiled potatoes or a mixed noodle soup. The standard meals for model prisoners were provided by the undead delicatessen.
Requirements for the resettlement zones were more complicated, as some of the young men and women needed specially prepared meals due to unique circumstances. Some had lost their teeth and could only eat liquid food, while others suffered from severe STDs and needed special diets.
Next, the ladies had to prepare free lunches for the temporary workers on the main street. These people engaged in heavy labor and couldn't be sustained with just big pot-cooked food. Per Miss Mia's request, each day's menu had to include an added dish with salt and oil.
After preparing lunch, they had a two- to three-hour window for learning before they had to head out to the Martin Street market to procure vegetables and other ingredients for dinner and the next day.
As for learning cooking skills from a moving picture projected while equipped with a lapel badge… It proved quite challenging for the ladies initially. It was one thing getting used to it, not to mention that the words used by the gentleman in the video were often beyond their comprehension.
But these ladies had their own wisdom and resourcefulness. No one wanted to lose this job that paid 10 silver coins a month for preparing food for the townspeople—a salary more generous than what the temporary workers doing heavy labor on the construction sites earned. Regardless of whether they understood the instructor's words or not, all the women diligently learned and mimicked the gentleman's way of handling ingredients.
With two hours of playbacks in the meeting room, the ladies focused intently on memorizing ev
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