Interstellar Monster Breeder Survival Manual
Chapter 8 Jumped
No one has ever been willing to take risks for him. None of the little ones he raised had turned back when they grew up. Maybe some had turned back, but they were all powerless, but Fang Hua repaid him with actions.
It was as if he was used to not getting anything in return, and suddenly one day he got it, and the surprise to him could not be answered in words.
He couldn't sleep, so he drew Fang Hua's side face with the faint light. Drawing is a very slow process, especially for Fang Hua's delicate little face. In the end, I couldn't stand it after only half of the painting, and fell asleep on the table.
When he woke up, he was still lying on the table, Fang Hua stared at him, his eyes followed him up and down, and his long eyelashes drooped from time to time, like butterfly wings.
"You're awake." Fang Rong was a little embarrassed, "Are you hungry?"
He hasn't eaten all day, so he should be hungry.
Fang Hua nodded inaudibly. He was half lying on the bed, with his round shoulders exposed and wrapped with a layer of gauze.
Fang Rong saw it, smiled at him, turned around and went to the kitchen to get him something to eat.
Fang Hua is like a child, he likes to eat sweet things, he likes lollipops, cakes, and milk.
In order to take care of him, Fang Rong specially made sweet and sour pork ribs.
No matter how many years have passed, the culture of eating has always continued. Stinky tofu, sizzling squid, barbecue, spicy soup, these snacks have always appeared in the streets and alleys, and have been passed down for thousands of years.
Of course, these snacks are no longer pure snacks, because they are cheap, and they all use artificial meat or animals that have been given hormones, and they can grow well in a week.
It is said that a long time ago, animals, like humans, ate grass and feed, so they grew very fat. Now they are like blowing up balloons, tasteless, and real natural meat is no longer available.
It's a pity that Fang Rong hates that he was not born in that era, otherwise he might have more opportunities to show his hands and feet. After all, only good materials can make better dishes.
Home-cooked dishes like sweet and sour pork ribs are even easier to cook.
However, because the company has a duty room, there is a bed in the duty room, and he is often on duty, but he does not live at home often, so there are no materials.
There are two bottles of milk, and the date has not yet passed, Fang Rong took them out and gave them to him, "You drink this first, I'll go shopping for groceries."
Fang Hua didn't say a word, he never had any requirements for food, he would eat whatever he was given, and he was very easy to raise.
But Fang Rong was still a little worried. After all, Fang Hua came out for the first time and had no understanding of the outside world. If he went out or was touched by other things, it might lead to tragedy, so he turned on the [-]D TV on purpose.
A variety show was playing on TV, and a gorgeously dressed woman was dancing inside, wearing a long white skirt, her body twisted to the extreme, her every move was elegant and perfect.
Maybe it was the first time watching, Fang Hua was attracted by the people on TV, he finally stopped looking at Fang Rong, and stared at the TV instead.
The woman couldn't see her face clearly, but she had an exceptionally good temperament, and she danced a peacock dance so vividly.
There are few women in this era, and such a beautiful woman, with a bumpy figure, naturally attracts people's attention.
The vegetable market was very close, and it was estimated that Fang Rong would come back after she finished dancing, so he closed the door and left.
I don't know when it rained yesterday, and it's still a little cold outside, so he wrapped his clothes tightly and walked quickly into the vegetable market.
The vegetable market is very fishy, all kinds of chickens, ducks, and fish are filled in a small place, but there are very few vegetables, because the land on the spaceship is limited, there are not many places where fresh vegetables can be grown, most of them are shed vegetables. Irrigated with a nutrient solution.
Although such an ordinary family can’t afford it, they can eat one or two meals a month at most. On the contrary, all kinds of artificial meat are very popular. Be careful, you may eat unclean meat if you are not careful.
Fang Hua is a carnivore. He didn't like to eat vegetables since he was a child, so he didn't buy many vegetables. He bought some pork ribs, one for rib soup and one for sweet and sour pork ribs.
Sweet and sour pork ribs are sweet, he should like them, orcs don't like salty food, eating too much will make them white hot, and their skin and hair will turn white, but Fang Hua is already white, so eating a little salt should be fine.
He rarely picked a few shiitake mushrooms. Shiitake mushrooms are also vegetables, and the price is very expensive. The main reason is that Fang Hua doesn't like to eat them because they are too meaty. The combination of meat and vegetables is the truth.
The air outside was fresh, Fang Rong went out, and took the maglev car to go back. When he came back, he heard movement in the house. He opened the door and saw that Fang Hua had woken up, standing in the middle of the room, wearing a white tablecloth, followed The action on TV danced.
A shadow appeared on the wall. The shadow had slender eyes and three feathers on its head, like a peacock hidden in the dark.Or walking in the forest, or drinking springs and playing in the water, stretching, shaking, drinking water, all of them are beautiful to the extreme, and the learning is vivid.
Swish!
The white pendulum unfolded suddenly, like a peacock spreading its tail. Fang Hua twisted his hands behind his back, posing in a graceful arc, and imitated the dancers on TV to perform the retreat ceremony.
His chest was undulating, and the white bandage oozes blood slightly, which is particularly obvious on the white chest. The thin lines are perfectly unfolded in this dance, which is more beautiful than the dancers on TV.
The peacock with its tail open is originally a male. Although women have more beautiful curves, it is perfect for Fang Hua to dance. It is like a talent, and he will learn it as soon as he learns it.
Snapped!clap clap!
Fang Rong applauded sincerely, cheering for him.
Under the light, Hua Bobo's calm face was a little blush, sweat dripped down his forehead, and his long eyelashes fluttered, making him look strangely sexy.
He just had an injury and obviously wasn't fit for such a big sport.The thin figure swayed, and there were more bloodstains on the white gauze, as if it would collapse when the wind blows.
Fang Rong quickly put down the food and helped him, "Are you okay?"
Fang Hua shook his head, half-sat on the sofa, and closed his eyes.
Fang Rong was still worried, and repeatedly told him not to move around and pay attention to rest, then he carried the vegetables into the kitchen, washed and stewed the ribs.
The method of sweet and sour pork ribs is a bit complicated. The first step is to cook it once, to cook out the dirty things in the ribs, and to sterilize them by the way.The second step is to boil the pot with high heat, and then scoop off all the foam on it.
The third step is to put in the fluffed ginger, add star anise, Chinese prickly ash, cooking wine, and scallions and cook together. Cover the pot with a low heat and cook for 40 minutes until the ribs are cooked through.
The fourth step is to take out the ribs and clear the soup, then put them into a basin and sprinkle dry starch, and turn the basin up and down with both hands, so that the ribs are evenly covered with a thin layer of dry starch.
The last is the most important thing. Heat the pot and pour salad oil or other cooking oil into it until it smokes slightly, then put the pork ribs in and fry them until they change color, then take them out and control the oil. Don’t fry them too dry.
The last thing is to pour out the oil in the pot, leave some bottom, put in about 20 grams of rock sugar and change to a low heat to melt slowly.After the rock sugar is melted, put the soup of burning ribs into it, and just spread over the ribs.
Then add 50 grams of salt, rock sugar or white sugar, a little pepper powder, and simmer on low heat. If you feel that the color of the pork ribs is not deep enough, you can also add a few drops of dark soy sauce, or put some vinegar, and a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs will come out. The pot is gone.
Stewed pork ribs is much simpler, and there is no need to pay so much attention, just add water and rinse twice.
Fang Rong's taste is relatively strong, so he added more flavor. He was afraid that Fang Hua would not like it, so he deliberately picked out chopped green onion, coriander and sliced ginger before serving it to Fang Hua.
Obviously he was thinking too much. Fang Hua not only loves to eat, but also eats everything, especially the sweet and sour pork ribs with rock sugar, probably because the sweet and sour taste suits his taste?
That plate of Fang Rong didn't move a few times, basically all went into his stomach.
He didn't say it was delicious or bad after eating, but just stared at Fang Rong with those beautiful eyes without saying a word, and followed him wherever he went.
"Is there something on my face?" After one, two, three times, Fang Rong finally couldn't help asking.
It was as if he was used to not getting anything in return, and suddenly one day he got it, and the surprise to him could not be answered in words.
He couldn't sleep, so he drew Fang Hua's side face with the faint light. Drawing is a very slow process, especially for Fang Hua's delicate little face. In the end, I couldn't stand it after only half of the painting, and fell asleep on the table.
When he woke up, he was still lying on the table, Fang Hua stared at him, his eyes followed him up and down, and his long eyelashes drooped from time to time, like butterfly wings.
"You're awake." Fang Rong was a little embarrassed, "Are you hungry?"
He hasn't eaten all day, so he should be hungry.
Fang Hua nodded inaudibly. He was half lying on the bed, with his round shoulders exposed and wrapped with a layer of gauze.
Fang Rong saw it, smiled at him, turned around and went to the kitchen to get him something to eat.
Fang Hua is like a child, he likes to eat sweet things, he likes lollipops, cakes, and milk.
In order to take care of him, Fang Rong specially made sweet and sour pork ribs.
No matter how many years have passed, the culture of eating has always continued. Stinky tofu, sizzling squid, barbecue, spicy soup, these snacks have always appeared in the streets and alleys, and have been passed down for thousands of years.
Of course, these snacks are no longer pure snacks, because they are cheap, and they all use artificial meat or animals that have been given hormones, and they can grow well in a week.
It is said that a long time ago, animals, like humans, ate grass and feed, so they grew very fat. Now they are like blowing up balloons, tasteless, and real natural meat is no longer available.
It's a pity that Fang Rong hates that he was not born in that era, otherwise he might have more opportunities to show his hands and feet. After all, only good materials can make better dishes.
Home-cooked dishes like sweet and sour pork ribs are even easier to cook.
However, because the company has a duty room, there is a bed in the duty room, and he is often on duty, but he does not live at home often, so there are no materials.
There are two bottles of milk, and the date has not yet passed, Fang Rong took them out and gave them to him, "You drink this first, I'll go shopping for groceries."
Fang Hua didn't say a word, he never had any requirements for food, he would eat whatever he was given, and he was very easy to raise.
But Fang Rong was still a little worried. After all, Fang Hua came out for the first time and had no understanding of the outside world. If he went out or was touched by other things, it might lead to tragedy, so he turned on the [-]D TV on purpose.
A variety show was playing on TV, and a gorgeously dressed woman was dancing inside, wearing a long white skirt, her body twisted to the extreme, her every move was elegant and perfect.
Maybe it was the first time watching, Fang Hua was attracted by the people on TV, he finally stopped looking at Fang Rong, and stared at the TV instead.
The woman couldn't see her face clearly, but she had an exceptionally good temperament, and she danced a peacock dance so vividly.
There are few women in this era, and such a beautiful woman, with a bumpy figure, naturally attracts people's attention.
The vegetable market was very close, and it was estimated that Fang Rong would come back after she finished dancing, so he closed the door and left.
I don't know when it rained yesterday, and it's still a little cold outside, so he wrapped his clothes tightly and walked quickly into the vegetable market.
The vegetable market is very fishy, all kinds of chickens, ducks, and fish are filled in a small place, but there are very few vegetables, because the land on the spaceship is limited, there are not many places where fresh vegetables can be grown, most of them are shed vegetables. Irrigated with a nutrient solution.
Although such an ordinary family can’t afford it, they can eat one or two meals a month at most. On the contrary, all kinds of artificial meat are very popular. Be careful, you may eat unclean meat if you are not careful.
Fang Hua is a carnivore. He didn't like to eat vegetables since he was a child, so he didn't buy many vegetables. He bought some pork ribs, one for rib soup and one for sweet and sour pork ribs.
Sweet and sour pork ribs are sweet, he should like them, orcs don't like salty food, eating too much will make them white hot, and their skin and hair will turn white, but Fang Hua is already white, so eating a little salt should be fine.
He rarely picked a few shiitake mushrooms. Shiitake mushrooms are also vegetables, and the price is very expensive. The main reason is that Fang Hua doesn't like to eat them because they are too meaty. The combination of meat and vegetables is the truth.
The air outside was fresh, Fang Rong went out, and took the maglev car to go back. When he came back, he heard movement in the house. He opened the door and saw that Fang Hua had woken up, standing in the middle of the room, wearing a white tablecloth, followed The action on TV danced.
A shadow appeared on the wall. The shadow had slender eyes and three feathers on its head, like a peacock hidden in the dark.Or walking in the forest, or drinking springs and playing in the water, stretching, shaking, drinking water, all of them are beautiful to the extreme, and the learning is vivid.
Swish!
The white pendulum unfolded suddenly, like a peacock spreading its tail. Fang Hua twisted his hands behind his back, posing in a graceful arc, and imitated the dancers on TV to perform the retreat ceremony.
His chest was undulating, and the white bandage oozes blood slightly, which is particularly obvious on the white chest. The thin lines are perfectly unfolded in this dance, which is more beautiful than the dancers on TV.
The peacock with its tail open is originally a male. Although women have more beautiful curves, it is perfect for Fang Hua to dance. It is like a talent, and he will learn it as soon as he learns it.
Snapped!clap clap!
Fang Rong applauded sincerely, cheering for him.
Under the light, Hua Bobo's calm face was a little blush, sweat dripped down his forehead, and his long eyelashes fluttered, making him look strangely sexy.
He just had an injury and obviously wasn't fit for such a big sport.The thin figure swayed, and there were more bloodstains on the white gauze, as if it would collapse when the wind blows.
Fang Rong quickly put down the food and helped him, "Are you okay?"
Fang Hua shook his head, half-sat on the sofa, and closed his eyes.
Fang Rong was still worried, and repeatedly told him not to move around and pay attention to rest, then he carried the vegetables into the kitchen, washed and stewed the ribs.
The method of sweet and sour pork ribs is a bit complicated. The first step is to cook it once, to cook out the dirty things in the ribs, and to sterilize them by the way.The second step is to boil the pot with high heat, and then scoop off all the foam on it.
The third step is to put in the fluffed ginger, add star anise, Chinese prickly ash, cooking wine, and scallions and cook together. Cover the pot with a low heat and cook for 40 minutes until the ribs are cooked through.
The fourth step is to take out the ribs and clear the soup, then put them into a basin and sprinkle dry starch, and turn the basin up and down with both hands, so that the ribs are evenly covered with a thin layer of dry starch.
The last is the most important thing. Heat the pot and pour salad oil or other cooking oil into it until it smokes slightly, then put the pork ribs in and fry them until they change color, then take them out and control the oil. Don’t fry them too dry.
The last thing is to pour out the oil in the pot, leave some bottom, put in about 20 grams of rock sugar and change to a low heat to melt slowly.After the rock sugar is melted, put the soup of burning ribs into it, and just spread over the ribs.
Then add 50 grams of salt, rock sugar or white sugar, a little pepper powder, and simmer on low heat. If you feel that the color of the pork ribs is not deep enough, you can also add a few drops of dark soy sauce, or put some vinegar, and a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs will come out. The pot is gone.
Stewed pork ribs is much simpler, and there is no need to pay so much attention, just add water and rinse twice.
Fang Rong's taste is relatively strong, so he added more flavor. He was afraid that Fang Hua would not like it, so he deliberately picked out chopped green onion, coriander and sliced ginger before serving it to Fang Hua.
Obviously he was thinking too much. Fang Hua not only loves to eat, but also eats everything, especially the sweet and sour pork ribs with rock sugar, probably because the sweet and sour taste suits his taste?
That plate of Fang Rong didn't move a few times, basically all went into his stomach.
He didn't say it was delicious or bad after eating, but just stared at Fang Rong with those beautiful eyes without saying a word, and followed him wherever he went.
"Is there something on my face?" After one, two, three times, Fang Rong finally couldn't help asking.
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