you are my color

Chapter 160: Vermillion Shards

In the interstellar era, the levels of planets are different, and the food they eat is also different.

The most common are nutritional supplements.

Nutrients are all artificially synthesized, which contain various nutrients and trace elements needed by the body.Nutrients are divided into two types: ordinary and high-energy, and high-energy is for those whose body parameters exceed the normal level.

However, not all planets can afford nutritional supplements.

Like the earth star, it is just an ordinary planet, without valuable mineral deposits, and lacks the various energy sources that are urgently needed in the interstellar era. Most of the people living on this planet are ordinary people, so of course they are not taken seriously.

Nutrients, which can be seen everywhere on the capital planet and other big planets, can only be afforded by wealthy people on the earth planet, and ordinary people can only use local materials.

The animals and plants in the interstellar era have all been alienated.The physique of the animal has changed, and the part originally used for food contains hidden toxins, which need to be purified by various means before it can barely be eaten.

Plants are relatively mild.But because of this, plants can provide very little energy, and even lack various elements needed by the human body. If you eat them for a long time, you will suffer from malnutrition, and it is even more difficult to greatly improve your body parameters.

However, in the case of starving to death if you don't eat, no one can care so much.

Wen Qing always thought that he had a miserable life, but the bamboo horse who had been with him since childhood suddenly changed his face and forced him to do this or that.Usually, no one cares about him, and he even has a vague tendency to be autistic, avoiding interpersonal relationships very much.

But only now did he know that there were such poor places in the interstellar era.

No, of course he knows that people are divided into rich and poor.But the word "poor" was just an abstract concept to him before, and he had never experienced it personally, so he couldn't imagine that there is really a place in the world where it is difficult to eat a bite.

And the planet where this place is located is not even an inferior star.

For a moment, the last bit of damage that Ling Feng caused him became insignificant.Isn't he just a man who betrayed his marriage contract?Isn't it because they didn't take the friendship between the two seriously?That's it.

Anything that hurts the spring and the autumn is something that people with a full stomach do.

All he has to do now is to find a way to fill his stomach.

"Host, after scanning, there is a piece of weeds in front of the house. There are edible things in it, which can be eaten as vegetables." The system suddenly said.

Wen Qing's heart skipped a beat.

If you want to change the status quo, you have to start now.

With the level of the original owner's house, it is obviously impossible to become a perfect decathlon all at once. If that is the case, it is better for Yu Jinghai and his wife to take care of him as he is terminally ill.

The first step is to take the initiative to start doing housework.

Thinking of this, Wen Qing got up, walked outside the door step by step, and picked a pot full of grass-vegetables under the prompt of the system!

The next step is to wash with water and cut with a knife.

In reality, these own housework robots do it for him.However, Wen Qing has experienced more than ten conscious worlds, and he also learned a lot of cooking skills in it. Cutting a dish is still a trivial matter.

But considering the state of the original owner, he tried his best to give up his skillful knife skills, and deliberately cut the vegetables crookedly, long and short, which looked like a dog chewing on them, which was particularly ugly.

"What kind of herb-vegetable is this?" Wen Qing asked while cutting.

"Milusula," the system replied, "its variants can be traced back to a certain vegetable called amaranth in the ancient earth period, which is a wild vegetable that humans love to eat. However, as time goes by, animals and plants have undergone great changes. Change. The amaranth gradually lost most of the nutrients it should have, and it mutated into milias."

"Then what nutrition can it provide now?" Wen Qing asked.

"...fill your stomach." The system was silent for a long time before giving out these three words.

"..."

Needless to say, Wen Qing also knew.This kind of grass has no other purpose except to fill the stomach and deceive the stomach.

However, at least it is not toxic to the body, which is the only advantage.

"By the way, I've never seen this kind of dish, what should I do?"

In more than a dozen conscious worlds, there is no cloud valerian at all.

"I don't know either. But I have already searched in the consciousness of the general and found several cookbooks from the ancient earth period, which happen to contain amaranth recipes. The host can refer to it. Anyway, in the impression of Jinghai and his wife, you I haven’t cooked anything at all, and being able to cook the food is the biggest surprise. Even if the host makes it unpalatable, they think it’s normal.”

This is true.

What's more, with the degree to which Jinghai and his wife doted on the original owner, even if poison was administered, they would probably eat it into their stomachs without blinking an eye.

Thinking of this, Wen Qing couldn't help but sigh again.

Fortunately this is only the conscious world, not real.Otherwise, he would feel that the original owner is too supercilious, how could he just watch his elderly parents work hard to make money every day, while he wasted his time at home?

Although all the consequences were caused by the Yu family and his wife, the love was genuine and uncompromising.

They just don't love their kids.

Yu Jinghai and Pan Yonghui, who don't know how to love children, walked home step by step.

Usually, when they commute to and from get off work, there are cars specially provided by the factory to pick them up.But the bus has a fixed departure time, and those who ask for leave temporarily have to pay for other cars or have to walk back.

The factory is not close to their home, and it takes at least an hour to walk with just two legs.

"Old Yu, what should we do in the future?" Pan Yonghui asked worriedly.

It's not that she can't see it, but the team leader is deliberately embarrassing them.Because of this, their future life will only be more difficult.

After all, the county magistrate is not as good as the current one.

Yu Jinghai walked step by step without saying a word.

He was always regretting in his heart, why was he so stubborn at the beginning, insisting on pointing out the team leader's mistake?Otherwise, I wouldn't end up where I am today.

But even if he did it all over again, he would still do it.

He was convinced he was doing the right thing.

"How about I go and admit his mistake." Pan Yonghui added another sentence seeing that his wife was silent.

She understands Lao Yu's character, and she is stubborn about what she decides.Now the matter is stuck here, the group leader angered them in front of so many people, and it is bound to reach the ears of the people above.

There must be a result of this.

Either they bow their heads and admit their mistakes, or they wait to be kicked out by the group leader.

After all, it is impossible for the team leader to admit that it was his fault.

"Don't go!" Yu Jinghai gritted his teeth with a dark complexion.

Pan Yonghui's face turned pale.

Of course she didn't want to go either.But if you don’t want to go, what will happen to your family’s financial resources?What if the son asks them for money again in a few days?What do they give?

In less than an hour's journey, Yu Jinghai and his wife walked for an hour and a half to get home.

Pushing open the courtyard door and walking in, they were used to seeing a deserted home and their son hiding in the room, but they didn't expect to smell something unusual in the air this time.

"What? Who's cooking?" Yu Jinghai asked in surprise.

The living conditions of the people in their area are similar to each other. People go to work during the day and come back at night, and then they will rush to cook for a bite.

It's too early now.

When they opened the door, the smell became more obvious.

It turned out to be from their own family!

Yu Jinghai and Pan Yonghui couldn't help but glanced at each other, with suspicion and confusion in each other's eyes.

Could it be that there are guests?

Not right either.Even if it is a visitor, how can there be any reason for the guests to cook?

And the smell is so fragrant, it's really weird, I've never smelled it before.

As for the possibility of their son cooking, they completely forgot about it.

How can it be?My son has never touched kitchen utensils since he was a child, and he often says, "Everyone on the big planet uses intelligent robots. When I make money in the future, I will also buy intelligent robots and use them. It is a waste of time to learn that."

After they hurried in, they saw a plate on the big table in the hall, which was full of dishes that looked familiar.

I just can't remember where I've seen it.

Wen Qing had already been informed by the system that the two of them were back, and quickly took out the bowls and put them on the table. There was a white Xuanxuan in each bowl, which looked delicious.

This Pan Yonghui knew him from the tree growing in their backyard.The tree grew year after year, but no one ever thought to get the stuff off and eat it.

Because it is said to be poisonous.

"Qing'er, you are..." Yu Jinghai was taken aback and asked in disbelief.

As soon as Wen Qing saw them, his face immediately sank, and his tone was full of impatience and irritability: "Are you trying to starve me to death? The family doesn't even keep any food. Who lives like this?"

That expression didn't look like a son to his father, but rather like a father scolding his son.

However, Jinghai didn't care about his attitude, and his face was full of guilt: "Dad forgot, when Dad comes back, he will carry a bag of food."

Wen Qing snorted coldly, and said with disgust: "Come on, hurry up and eat."

It's not that Wen Qing doesn't like the two old people, it's that this family of three used to get along like this.It's already a bit of a disintegration for him to prepare the meals today, and he will have to find an excuse to come back later. If other changes are too big, Yu Jinghai may not be able to be possessed by a monster.

Uh, he forgot, this world is based on the interstellar era, so there should be no monsters.

Yu Jinghai and his wife glanced at each other, and when they were about to move to the table, they saw their son's cool eyes sweep over him: "How old are you, do you know how to wash your hands before meals?"

The couple quickly stood up, helped each other to wash their hands, and then came back with a smirk.

Sitting at the table and seeing the food on the table, Pan Yonghui recalled her previous thoughts, and quickly said, "Son! Did you pick this thing from the tree in the backyard?"

Wen Qing glanced at the "Xuan Bread" she was pointing at, with an indifferent expression on her face: "Yes."

"You can't eat this!" Pan Yonghui hurriedly said, "This thing is poisonous, and it will kill people if you eat it! It is said that the tree can purify the air and improve the air, so every household should plant a few trees. Don't eat the things that grow, even the tree itself. They're all poisonous! Go and throw this thing away."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand, feeling even more guilty in her heart.It was all because she and Lao Yu couldn't earn much money, and the house was clean, so the son put his brains on the tree in the backyard.

"Don't move!" Wen Qing frowned and yelled, his tone became even worse, "What kind of poison is it? I checked it on Xingwang. The poisonous period is when it is immature, and it is yellow and hard at that time. It's small. As long as it turns white and the inside becomes soft, it can be eaten as food, and the texture and taste are not bad."

If you change the family, the parents will not believe it.Which elder would believe the words of a junior who never gave birth?

But it's different at home.

As soon as Mother Yu heard what he said, she quickly withdrew her hand.

Yu Jinghai only asked, "Are there any of these on Xingwang?"

No one has ever told them about these things. Long ago, when the Earth Stars were short of food and clothing, some people couldn't help but pick the fruit on the tree, but they were poisoned to death. This experience was passed down by word of mouth.

Too much time has passed, and no one knows whether the poisonous fruit is yellow or white.

"Of course there is." Wen Qing stretched out his hand to take one, "That tree has its source, and it can be traced back to before the interstellar era. At that time, there was a kind of tree called bread tree. The fruit on it could be eaten after being picked, and it was called bread. Fruit. Oh, yes, bread was also one of the people’s food at that time.”

Yu Jinghai and Pan Yonghui had never heard their son talk about things on Xingwang, especially the knowledge related to food, and they were quickly fascinated by it.

"Later, animals and plants evolved in large quantities, and the bread tree also mutated and became poisonous. It was the same even when its fruit was not ripe. But as long as it is ripe, it will look like the bread that people ate before. , so the name has been handed down without changing." He paraphrased what the system had said to it.

The old couple nodded frequently.

Otherwise, did they really love the original owner?Originally, the deep-rooted thoughts in his mind changed because of a few words from his son, and Qi Qi stretched out his hand to the so-called "bread".

Yu Jinghai took a big bite.

"It's delicious! It's delicious!" After he swallowed it, he couldn't help biting it again.

Originally, it was a place to praise his son at the beginning, and wanted to make him happy.Unexpectedly, after eating it, I found out that the taste of this food is really good, soft and sweet, which is very suitable for the teeth of people of their age.

He said, his son doesn't just know how to play at home like those people said, but he is obviously working hard. Doesn't this find new food for them?

Son is much stronger than them.He and his wife worked desperately outside, and it was difficult to earn enough money to support the family. His son found a source of food just by looking around.

You know, there are quite a lot of "bread" growing on the trees in the backyard. When the wind blows, there will be a lot of "bread". He has cleaned up the ones that fell on the ground many times before.

The most important thing is that those things bear fruit all year round, the old ones are not finished, and the new ones are drilled out.

This means that they will not be hungry in the future.

After taking a few bites, Yu Jinghai could still hold back, but his eye circles were barely red, but Pan Yonghui's tears flowed out.

Wen Qing was taken aback.

what happened?Isn't it delicious?The system clearly told him that these two things can be eaten and are harmless to the body. He also tasted the taste and served them out.

"What's the matter, Mom?" At first, Wen Qing thought it was a bit difficult to pronounce this name, but after thinking about the deeds of those white-eyed wolves of the original leader, and seeing the love on the faces of the old couple, he couldn't tell what he said. Jue said it.

Pan Yonghui wiped her tears and said, "It's okay, Qing'er, it's okay, it's just that Mom feels so sorry for you. It's hard for you to let you make food at home..."

"..."

Wen Qing was really speechless.

It was nothing more than cooking a meal. He had done a lot in the previous conscious world, and he didn't feel much at all.

In the end, it was as if the sky had fallen for the couple.

Fortunately, he was still thinking about how to explain how to not collapse the human design.

"Don't cry, why are you crying!" Wen Qing tried hard to put on a look of impatience, but he always failed to face these two old people, "I also read a lot of things on Xingwang. It's a little itchy, I want to try it. Just like the bread tree, you all said it was poisonous, but Xingwang said it wasn't, so I picked it because I thought it was weird. I tried to eat two before you came back, and nothing happened at all. No. This means that Star Online is right."

As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Yu Jinghai's expression changed.

"What? Have you tasted it?" As he spoke, he threw the half-eaten "bread" on the table, impatiently grabbed his son's arm, and began to check.

Wen Qing struggled twice but didn't break free, there was no way, Yu Jinghai was a veteran of the battlefield after all, and had been doing physical labor after retiring.Even when he was old, his strength was not comparable to him.

After Jing Hai was sure that his son was fine, seeing the other person's dark face, he suddenly remembered that his son had always disliked the contact between the two of them, so he couldn't help but let go.

But I don't know why, in the past, when his son was like this, he would feel sore, but now he just feels happy.

The son actually cared about them, didn't he?

Seeing her wife's expression, Pan Yonghui felt relieved that her son was fine, but still couldn't help but muttered: "Son, this is too dangerous, how can I try it myself? Remember, if you really want to try it in the future , wait for parents to come back and try, you know? You must not do it yourself. Don’t those big planets who conduct experiments have any obligation to experiment?”

Wen Qing couldn't help but laugh.

Can he be compared with other imperial experimental researchers?

But he finally knew how much the couple cherished their son, and he was very touched.

Such a pair of selfless and dedicated old people, he is willing to regard them as the closest people in this consciousness, and will always be with them, caring for them until the end of their lives.

"Okay, let's eat quickly." Wen Qing said, holding a chopstick of green vegetables for Yu Jinghai and Pan Yonghui each.

The green vegetables were cut ugly, crooked, long and short. It was obvious that the person who cut the vegetables must be a newbie.

"This dish..."

"Oh, this vegetable is the grass that grows in front of our house. I saw them on Xingwang. The scientific name is cloud valeria. It can also be eaten as food, and it is not harmful to the body. I checked a few home-made recipes on Xingwang. I tried to make it, although it doesn’t look very good, but the amount of seasoning I used is strictly in accordance with the above, I tasted it when it was out of the pot, it should be okay?”

At the end, he also seemed a little lacking in confidence, and his tone rose slightly, as if he had some doubts.

Yu Jinghai quickly put the green vegetables into his mouth, and said while eating: "It's delicious, it's delicious! It's so delicious! I've never eaten such a delicious dish!"

This is a bit over!

Although people's talents are different, some people can't master the knack of cooking no matter how many times they do it. When they go to the kitchen, they either make dark dishes or fry the kitchen, and some people succeed every time they start.

But it is impossible to say that it is so delicious.

It was Wen Qing's first time cooking this kind of wild vegetables, and he was really inexperienced. Even if he didn't intentionally make it unpalatable, the taste of this dish could only be considered mediocre at best.

However, Yu Jinghai and his wife always saw their son through an infinitely thick filter, so their reaction was not incomprehensible.

The family happily finished the meal. The old couple found a new source of food, and the burden on their hearts was relieved, and they kept praising their son.

Wen Qing was embarrassed by the compliment, so she simply asked the old couple what they wanted to keep a secret: "Dad, Mom, why did you come back so early today?"

"Ah, uh, um..." Yu Jinghai is not good at lying, so he hesitated.

Pan Yonghui realized that something was wrong, and quickly took over the conversation: "We suddenly realized that we didn't leave any food for you when we left in the morning, so we rushed back in a hurry, only to find that the girl had already prepared all the food when we came back. .My darling is awesome!"

At the end, I didn't forget to praise Wen Qing.

"Oh, then do you still have to go to work tomorrow?" Wen Qing asked.

"Go, of course!" Pan Yonghui said, looked up at Yu Jinghai, and signaled his wife not to slip up.

Even if this job is gone, the couple will find a way to find a new job.No matter how hard it is, they can't suffer their children. They bear the pressure of unemployment by themselves, and they can't let their sons worry about it with them.

"Well, yes." Yu Jinghai said.

Wen Qing looked disappointed: "That's it! That's right, after all, you are working people. Originally, I wanted you to do something with me at home."

As soon as he said this, Yu Jinghai hurriedly asked, "What's the matter? Tell me, Dad will help you."

"I found that our front yard and backyard are empty, which is a pity. Some of the weeds growing are edible, and some are not. I plan to pull out all the inedible ones and clean them up..."

"You don't need this, as long as Dad has time to pull it out!" Yu Jinghai said quickly.

My son had never done any work before. He was skinny and tender, and he was so fat that he had to pant after taking two steps.How could he be willing to let his son pull weeds? What if he was exhausted?

"Dad, listen to me," Wen Qing said, "after pulling out the weeds, I plan to plant bread trees in the backyard, and there are plenty of edible cloudworts in the front yard and other wild vegetables that are said to be edible on the Internet. Plant some, so we won’t have to worry about eating it in the future, and maybe we can sell it for star coins if we plant it well.”

"Really?" Pan Yonghui's eyes lit up when he heard the last two words.

She was still worried about losing her job.If what the son said can really be done, it would be good for the old couple to grow and sell vegetables.The work is not necessarily more tiring than when I was in the factory. At least I spend a lot more time at home than before, and I can do more homework.

Alas, when she thought that today's meal was cooked by her son, she felt very uncomfortable.

Of course, happy must be happy, after all, it was the first time in her life that she ate something made by her son.But my son has never done it before, so he must have suffered a lot this time, right?

It hurts her to think about it.

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