The last golden silk bear in the universe

When Song Changan heard this sentence, he thought he was dreaming, but when he turned his head and saw the expressions of Arnold and the person who asked the question, he realized that he had heard correctly.

He can understand without soy sauce. After all, it’s just a condiment. The people here don’t seem to know much about food, but there is no rice...

Song Changan couldn't accept it.

"It's just the grains I eat. I can eat them after removing the shells and cooking them!" Song Changan asked. Since it is something that can be taken out for him to eat, how could they have never tried it themselves??? "Soft , very delicious!"

The blond boy's eyes were wide open, as if he had heard some unbelievable words, he even opened his mouth slightly, and tried hard to convince them and gain their trust.

The three support staff in the kitchen were dumbfounded, and in the end Arnold went up and patted him on the shoulder, pulling him out of his fantasy: "Chang'an, the grains you eat are not real, they are Kui. Dr. Ke synthesized it by comparing the food in your cage,...actually, its shells are edible."

Song Changan: "???"

Even the husks can be eaten... Song Changan thought of the grain husk that almost broke his teeth, and inexplicably thought of the giant biscuit that he couldn't bite into and was finally thrown away by him.

"Then why do you call it a grain?"

Arnold thought about it. It is said that these two words came from that little booklet, which was placed in the box in Chang'an back then. He didn't know the details, so he could only shake his head.

Song Changan couldn't help asking: "Then...what do you eat?"

As soon as he finished asking, his eyes passed Arnold, and he saw the boxes piled up in the corner. On the boxes were patterns of nutrient solutions that he was quite familiar with. There were various colors, and the corresponding ones should be different. Song Changan knew that he was asking for nothing.

Arnold and the others don’t eat rice, they only eat nutrient solution. Once the tube is put down, the stomach is full and the nutrition is enough. Who still eats?

Song Changan had a bitter face, it doesn't matter if they don't eat, but he really wants to eat, especially now that he knows that people here have no food to eat, the desire for rice is getting bigger and bigger, and it is about to become his Obsessed.

Song Chang'an's mind is full of his fried rice with eggs in soy sauce, but the smell of fresh corn is all in his breath.

The little expression on his face looked extremely sad and wronged, and Arnold didn't know what to do for a moment. He originally wanted to take Chang An out for something to eat, but he didn't expect it to make him so uncomfortable.

After recognizing the differences between him and Chang'an on certain things, and the things in his mouth are different from what they think, Arnold has been able to confirm that Chang'an really comes from other regions and possesses knowledge that they don't know at all .

But this will not affect their care and love for Chang'an.

In the past period of time, Song Changan's cognition of this world has no other feeling except that the technology seems to be exceptionally advanced. It was not until this time that he realized that there is a lot of difference.

Looking at the corn piled up beside him, Song Changan asked with the last glimmer of hope: "Is there really no rice here? Paddy? It's just a single plant of grass, which can produce many, many grains, a bunch of golden yellow. It turns out to be a white shell. Don’t you guys know it’s edible?”

Thinking about the carrot and corn before, and seeing how obsessed Quake and the others are with these two things, they probably don't know that these things are edible. If this is the case, will the rice be the same?

Because of this sudden thought, Song Chang'an was a little more hopeful.

Looking at his big shining eyes, Arnold shook his head ruthlessly, he really couldn't give any response.

"Chang'an, wait for me here, I'll be back soon." Arnold found him a stool, let him sit on one side, turned around and went out.

Song Changan was a little nervous watching his back as he left, because there were three people beside him whom he was not familiar with, even if they had good-natured smiles on their faces.

But feeling empty in his heart, Song Changan lay down on the table in disappointment, secretly saddened to see the direction Arnold left.

The three people next to him wanted to comfort him but were afraid of scaring him, so they could only look at him worriedly while continuing to wash the corn.

Soon Arnold came back, followed by Song Changan's familiar Quick.

"What is Chang'an looking for? Grandpa Quick is here to help you!" Quick smiled brightly, and moved a stool to sit beside Song Changan. I."

Song Changan looked at him with his mouth flattened and said nothing: "..."

Quick didn't dare to drag him any longer, and quickly handed him the things in his hand: "This is the information I just asked for from the Institute of Botany. Check to see if there is any rice you mentioned in it!"

They will satisfy all Chang'an's needs, even though he looks like a young man now, but his difference is still the softest part of everyone's heart, after all, he is the cub they watched grow up!

Moreover, the carrots and corns discovered because of Chang'an are indeed delicious, maybe Little Chang'an can find other delicious ones.

Song Changan took the thing hesitantly. It looked like a flat plate, except for two silver-gray metal strips on both sides. The transparent place in the middle suddenly appeared a screen after he touched it with a green color. The plants were spinning non-stop, and the text next to it described Song Changan, whom he didn't recognize at all.

Song Changan: "..." It seems that this should be a plant illustrated book?He is illiterate and can only be distinguished by images.

Under Arnold's teaching, Song Changan began to turn the pages one by one, and all kinds of messy plants with fruits appeared in front of him, but because they were too weird, Song Changan didn't think this kind of thing was edible, on the contrary It was Arnold who gave him some raw materials for the nutrient solution.

Song Changan just lay there and turned back bit by bit, his hands started to feel sore. Quick had already joined the corn washing army at this time, did he steal one? Given his status, no one would dare accuse him.

"Did Chang'an find it?" Arnold asked.

Song Changan shook his head slowly, staring at the red watermelon-like fruit in a daze. The cross-section screenshot next to it clearly told him that it was stuffed with green balls, which looked disgusting. His grains Don't know where yet.

And after searching for so long, Song Changan didn't even find anything he knew. It was fine if he didn't have rice. If he could find something else, he could change his taste. get.

He almost gave up during the long rummaging, thinking that corn is delicious, or just eat corn, he thought so, turned another page, and stood up excitedly.

Song Changan: "This is it! This is rice!"

The plant fruit in the picture is very similar to the rice in Song Changan's memory. Although it seems to be bigger and has more thorns on it, it is still very similar in general, especially it is also a large bunch of golden plants hanging on the Song Changan, who was about to give up, instantly became excited.

But to his surprise, the expressions of Arnold and Quick were not good-looking. After a long time, Quick spoke first: "Chang'an, are you sure it's this one?"

Song Changan was a little puzzled, but he still told the truth: "It's quite similar, I think it should be."

Quick's face was a little embarrassed: "Chang'an, this thing is edible, but it's not tasty, it pricks your mouth."

Song Changan: "?"

But because it was what he wanted, even though Quick was not optimistic about it, he still went to ask and found it for him.

Song Changan sat there thinking for a long time, before he finally figured out what Quick meant by "sticking his mouth".

"You didn't shell it when you didn't know how to eat it..." Song Changan looked at Quick and asked slowly.

Quick and Arnold: "..."

Quick wiped his face and explained: "The nutritional content of his shell is no lower than that of the inside. I know that this thing was also encountered when I was looking for food outside in an accident."

The implication is that they did not go, and they might as well drink two more sips of nutrient solution if they have that time.

Song Chang'an: I don't know whether it is nutritious or not. I only know that I eat it without the shell for the taste.

He stared back and forth at the picture again, and finally decided that this should be the grain he was looking for. Although there were differences in size, they were not that different after all.

At this time, Song Chang'an had already begun to hate himself for not going to the vast fields to see and see more, otherwise he would not be able to recognize anything at this time, and he couldn't be sure.

But looking at the suspicious eyes of the five people, it seemed that he just liked it, and he snorted twice: "Don't worry, it must be delicious!"

Can he still eat the rice he has grown from small to large?

But at this time, Song Chang'an had already forgotten whether it was rice or not.

Half an hour later, the Institute of Botany had delivered the plant fruit Quake wanted. In the kitchen, six people sat around a table and peeled the shells. It should be said that five people peeled the shells and one watched.

Song Changan: "..."

This thing does look like rice, but its shell is extraordinarily strong, and the thorns on the outside are also very sharp. Song Changan had to use scissors to remove the awns on the top before he could hold it to open the shell.

Arnold didn't want him to do it, but Song Changan couldn't help but insisted on doing it himself, so he could only let him go.

But after peeling and peeling, Song Changan fell headfirst on the table, looking at the dozen or so grains of rice in front of him, even though it was twice as big as he remembered, he couldn't maintain his originally happy expression.

He just wants to have a meal, why is it so difficult?He actually asked him to peel the shells by himself. His hands were sore and his nails hurt so much that he only opened a dozen of them!

Who is enough for these dozen? ? ?

Song Changan looked at Arnold with a mournful face, "Arnold, let's stop eating, it's so difficult, eat some corn and go back to sleep..."

The five others watched his reddened palms and fingertips gain a new understanding of his fragility.

They just watched his emotions go from high to low. If he looked like the little golden silk bear now, his eyes would be red and weeping.

"Chang'an is fine, you rest, we can come." Arnold touched his head, then squeezed the chaff in his hand, peeling off the white flesh inside, the sharp thorns had no effect on him.

Song Changan: "..." Now I am envious, very envious, and I blame myself for not living up to expectations.

He looked around, and suddenly remembered the eggs mentioned earlier. While Arnold and the others were peeling the shells, he could make some fried eggs!

But it turns out that the situation is still not as optimistic as he imagined. There is no soy sauce or even oil here.

Song Changan: "..."

In the end, he took some fat from the meat and boiled the oil, and because there is no frying pan here, the most unique cooking method for everyone should be to boil, so he boiled the corn in the big pot His eggs were scrambled hard inside, not to mention the beautiful sun shape of the fried eggs, the whole bottom of the pan was a mess.

When he knew there was salt, Song Changan couldn't be happy at all, so he sprinkled some casually, watching the bowl of half-burnt scrambled eggs in his hand in silence.

It's not that his craftsmanship is unsightly, but that there is nothing he can do about the poor conditions.

But while Song Changan complained, the other five people couldn't sit still anymore, and even Arnold glanced at him several times.

So Song Changan, who was still disgusted with scrambled eggs without green onions, didn't eat a few mouthfuls, and gave it all to the other five people. What they ate was called joy.

During the trip to the kitchen tonight, Song Changan was hit hard, and found that he might never be able to eat the food he imagined in his life, because he is not a particularly good person himself, and he doesn't know much about cooking. If it depends on him to make it, then the Chinese food in his heart should not have a chance to flourish.

Song Changan's face was blank, he didn't even care about his rice, and he was taken back to the room by Arnold in a daze.

Arnold saw that he was not happy when he was sleeping, and he hadn't changed back to human form for a long time, and it was not good to rest here, so he decided to continue to go to the kitchen to process the so-called rice for him, hoping that he would be happier tomorrow.

He closed the door softly and returned to the kitchen again.

In the kitchen, Quick was still struggling to peel the eggs, and he sent a logistics staff to continue frying eggs according to Chang'an's method, and the remaining three worked diligently.

Arnold: "Aren't you going back to rest?"

As soon as Quick raised his head, his whole mouth glistened, "I misunderstood Chang'an. This rice must be delicious. The more I peel today, the more I can eat tomorrow."

Quick, who had no intention of hiding his foodie nature, didn't even look up.

Arnold: "..."

But I have to say that the scrambled eggs made by Chang'an are really delicious, so the rice he said must not be bad. Arnold thought about it, sat opposite Quick, and went back to see how Chang'an was doing from time to time.

That night, the lights in the kitchen stayed on all night.