System: Interstellar Planting Daily

Ye Qingluo and Anhua, one chops fennel and leeks, the other beats and scrambles eggs.

While stirring the egg liquid, Ye Qingluo said to Anhua: "There is still a shortcoming in the game. If it were outside, heat a pan with oil, throw the vermicelli in, and it will fry into white vermicelli, which is crispy. It’s so fragrant! Crush the fried vermicelli slightly and mix it into the leek filling, tsk tsk..."

Ye Qingluo was furious and decided to fix it in the school cafeteria another day.

The two chatted and slowly worked on the work at hand. Ye Qingluo silently sighed: Anhua's hands-on ability is much better than Camille!

On the other side, Bai Jingyuan was making noodles, which he was familiar with.

Next to him, Cang Huai was holding two kitchen knives, "Hang Bang Bang", chopping meat fillings. The falling knife was light and steady, and the sound it made was not loud. At first glance, he was a master.

Cang Huai is a taciturn person. If Bai Jingyuan doesn't speak, the two of them can remain silent.

Fortunately, Bai Jingyuan is not a fussy person. He occasionally heard the name Cang Huai from Qing Luo and An Hua before. Of course, the name he heard at that time was "A Cang".

Bai Jingyuan was very curious about how Cang Huai appeared in the world of "Homecoming". Even though it was a game system, their worlds belonged to two different civilizations, and they were not even on the same plane at all.

"Cang Huai, in your eyes, how bad is our technological level?"

Cang Huai kept moving his hands without moving his eyes, and said coldly: "It's not bad, it belongs to the first-level literary star field."

Bai Jingyuan didn't mind Cang Huai's attitude. Some people just didn't like to communicate with others. Being able to speak was his greatest respect.

"Is the first-level civilization the lowest level? If it is like Earth's in the 21st century, isn't it still a first-level civilization?"

"It is in the stage of leapfrogging from primary civilization to first-level civilization."

Bai Jingyuan understands that to measure the level of a civilization depends on whether humans can freely navigate the universe and whether humans can enter the interstellar era.

"Qingluo has been worried about Anhua's condition. Is that kid okay?"

"Well, thank you very much. His health has improved a lot after practicing the exercises."

Speaking of Anwar, Cang Huai's attitude was obviously much softer.

Bai Jingyuan twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Okay, okay, that guy Anhua's status in this guy's heart is really extraordinary!"

However, when it comes to practicing martial arts, it is not only useful for Anhua, but also for the Star Alliance.

Nowadays, the cultivation method is basically popular in China. Just look at the domestic outbreak rate of violent disorder in the past two years to know how significant the effect is.

As for when the technique can be spread throughout the Star Alliance, this is not something he, let alone Qingluo, should worry about. The officials will seize the opportunity.

Their flower-growing family is not the Kingdom of the Holy Mother. Before their own family becomes stronger, they must not personally give outsiders the opportunity to surpass themselves.

If you fall behind, you will be beaten.

I believe anyone who knows a little bit of history will understand this.

Bai Jingyuan put the mixed dough aside and took some green onion, ginger and garlic from Ye Qingluo.

Beat the garlic, peel it, chop it, and shovel it into a basin with the blade of a knife.

Split the scallions vertically into several strips, then cut them in the middle and chop the scallions together.

Slice, shred, and mince the ginger.

After finishing all these things, I saw that Ye Qingluo had fried and chopped the eggs, and was chopping leeks with Anhua.

Leeks are more difficult to cut than fennel. Leek leaves are fine, but the pseudostems below need to be cut carefully. If they are cut a little larger, the skin will break easily when making and cooking dumplings.

"Actually, the leek and mushroom stuffing is also quite delicious. Have you tried it?"

Anwar was speechless: "You haven't eaten it yet, how could we have eaten it?"

makes sense. . .

Ye Qingluo nodded, took out a smaller basin, filled some chopped leeks, and then washed some oyster mushrooms and held them in his hands to squeeze out the water.

"minced?"

"Yes!" As he said this, Ye Qingluo, like Cang Huai, held a kitchen knife in one hand and raised his hand to chop.

"Wait, wait, wait!" Bai Jingyuan stopped him in time, not because he was afraid that Ye Qingluo would chop him into pieces. They were all men. If he really looked at Ye Qingluo so carefully, he would definitely fall out.

Bai Jingyuan took the kitchen knife from Ye Qingluo's hand and looked at Ye Qingluo with a speechless expression: "Should we chop it into as many pieces as possible before chopping it? It's too laborious to chop it directly."

"Okay, come on then."

Ye Qingluo was happy to be a hands-off shopkeeper and turned around to see what ingredients were missing.

Anhua kindly reminded: "Sauerkraut, Hua Er's sauerkraut vermicelli."

"The sauerkraut is ready-made, just chop it up a little, and the vermicelli has just been soaked in hot water."

Ye Qingluo went over and looked at the vermicelli. It had been soaked until soft. He tested the water and it was not very hot. Ye Qingluo reached out and fished out the vermicelli.

While cutting the vermicelli, he complained: "Hua Er's ancestors must be from the Northeast! To be honest, I have never thought of eating dumplings stuffed with pickled cabbage and vermicelli, really!"

Bai Jingyuan said with a smile: "Now there is no difference between Jiangnan and Northeast China. There should be no picky eaters in the Star Alliance now, but...it won't be easy to tell after this year!"

"We are all used to it. If anyone is picky about food, let him eat nutritious puree and see if he can still be picky!" Ye Qingluo snorted.

"..."

No one answered the call in the kitchen for a moment.

Ye Qingluo turned around and saw Anhua and Bai Jingyuan looking at him, with expressions that seemed to say: Ha! Who is picky about food?

Ye Qingluo ignored Bai Jingyuan and said confidently to Anhua: "When it comes to picky eaters, An, you are the most picky eater, right? Carnivore!"

Anwar snorted: "It's just my nature! As for you, you are a picky eater."

"No, I'm not. I just want to eat different things at different times."

"Yo yo yo~"

"..."

Come on, we can’t have a good chat!

Ye Qingluo raised his lips and murmured something silently, then started to watch the dumpling fillings being mixed.

Bai Jingyuan chopped the mushrooms and gave them to Ye Qingluo before starting to knead the dough.

After everything was ready, Bai Jingyuan walked to the kitchen door and called those in the yard to come over and make dumplings together.

When it comes to making dumplings, it’s more lively when there are more people making them together.

Both those who are good at bagging and those who are not able to bag have to do it. Those who are good at bagging can show off their skills, and those who are not able to bag can bring laughter to others (not ridicule, really).

At this time, a few more people wouldn't be too many.

"Lei Zi, Lin Zi, you came just in time, wash your hands quickly and come over to pack them together!"

Hua Er rushed to the dumpling wrappers in the hands of Lei Che and Lin Zhiyang who had just come over: "Only those who do it will eat it!"

Lin Zhi was eager to try: "I've wanted to try making dumplings for a long time! I want to eat dumplings with jujube paste filling. Is there any jujube paste filling?"

"..."

"What's wrong? I remember I used jujube paste to make mooncakes last time. There should be some leftover, right?" Lin Zhi looked at Ye Qingluo.

Ye Qingluo's mouth twitched and he nodded: "Yes, come on, you can take care of it yourself."

Everyone has their own taste preferences. Although we cannot accept those who are different from us, we will respect them!