Your Majesty's Group Pet Manual [Ancient and Modern]

At nine o'clock in the morning, the Little Miaomiao Welfare Home.

On the playground, the children are forming a circle.

"I want to play the eagle catch the chick raise your hand!"

"Raise your hand if you want to catch people!"

"I want to play with one, two, and three wooden men's hands!"

Eggplant stood in the middle, counting the votes: "Rongrong, you can't raise your hand every time."

Rong Rong whispered: "But I want to play with everyone."

"But there is only one Rongrong, and only one game can be played."

"Woo--Okay."

"Do it again." Eggplant commanded everyone, "Raise your hands if you want to catch people!"

Rong Rong hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Ting Ting.

Cicada knew that he was looking at her, so she raised her hand without hesitation.

But seeing him raise his hand, Rong Rong put it down.

Ting was puzzled: "Shaggy, don't you want to learn from me?"

"No." Rong Rong said, "If you raise your hand, it will be regarded as raising your hand for me."

"..."

Sting is so angry.

In the end they decided to play catch.

Before they can play, however, they have to make a rule.

"Brother Thorn, you can't just grab Rongrong."

Jiji put it in his pocket coolly: "Understood, you guys run quickly."

"start!"

The children ran up one after another, and Rong Rong followed suit.

Jiji took out his little hands from his pockets, ready to start running, and pretended to be tiger claws with his two little hands: "Shaggy, stop!"

The friends turned their heads immediately: "Huh?"

Sting changed his words: "Hairy, there are others, stop!"

Brother Thorn is going to arrest someone!run!

Today is Monday, the day when the canteen of the orphanage holds a regular meeting.

All the janitors are sitting in the dining room.

Teacher Wen is speaking: "...Children Tingji hope to increase the minced meat in eggplant. Children Rongrong hope to increase the number of tomato scrambled eggs, huh? It is best to eat it every day?"

OMG!

Teacher Wen started to have a headache again.

"Overall, the children are very satisfied with the meals this week."

"Thank you, Teacher Wen." Director Li of the cafeteria nodded politely and looked down at his notes.

"By the way, last week, Lao Cheng proposed that children now eat snacks twice a day, and the two snacks are boxed milk or children's ready-made complementary foods that can be directly heated. Considering nutrition and taste, we can try to make snacks by ourselves .”

He glanced at Cheng Zhiyuan, who nodded slightly.

Of course, Yang Bianzhang Yang Taifu taught him this.

Yang Bianzhang was teaching him how to bring out his best strengths, so that he wouldn't always be washing dishes and helping in the kitchen.

"That's a good point. Last week we started to recruit from the outside, or directly promoted a pastry chef from the janitor. We will start to sign up this week, and the janitor who wants to be a pastry chef can come to me to apply."

"That's the end of today's regular meeting." Director Li glanced at his watch, "Kids are about to start eating snacks, so start preparing."

The staff stood up and prepared to leave.

Cheng Zhiyuan made up his mind, stood up, stepped forward, and called out, "Director Li."

"Hey, old man." Director Li turned his head, "That idea you mentioned is good, and I will give you a bonus at the end of the month."

"Thank you." Cheng Zhijin nodded, neither humble nor overbearing, "I want to try the pastry chef position."

"Do you want to try?" Director Li was a little surprised, "You know how to make dim sum?"

Cheng Zhiyuan said modestly: "I know a little bit."

"I can't see it, but you probably don't have a pastry chef qualification certificate?"

Cheng Zhiyuan shook his head: "I haven't."

He has only been in modern times for a month, and he can't read, of course he doesn't.

"Then let me tell you first. Many applicants have qualification certificates. Of course, don't be discouraged. You still have to make snacks and let the children vote. I mainly want to tell you that the recruitment is fair. , I won’t let you go because it was your idea.”

Cheng Zhijin smiled and nodded: "I know, you don't have to worry about it."

"Then I'll add your name, you work hard."

"it is good."

Director Li thought about it, but he was still a little soft-hearted, and said to him quietly: "Well...you can practice in the kitchen when the fire is off, but don't waste materials."

"Okay, thank you."

"fine."

Director Li took one last look at him and waved his hand.

Lao Cheng is shy and shy, and he doesn't show it. He seems to be a black family who came down from Taoyuan Mountain.

So Director Li took it for granted that he didn't know what kind of dim sum there was at the bottom of the mountain, and he thought that this was the mountain, and there were many kinds of dim sum at the bottom of the mountain when he made things like glutinous rice cakes.

Director Li made up his mind to give him a consolation prize when the time comes.

At this time, Cheng Zhiyuan's cell phone in his pocket rang.

He took it out and took a look, it was Wei Hirano.

"Hey?"

"It's me, Lao Cheng." Wei Pingye's tone sounded aggrieved, "Did Yang Bianzhang go to your place?"

"Yeah." Cheng Zhiyuan went outside to answer the phone, "Teacher Yang came last night and left this morning."

Wei Hirano paused: "Oh, did he say anything?"

"After talking about that matter, I asked me what I thought. I said some good things for General Wei. That person deserved it."

"Thank you."

"General Wei, don't worry too much. Taifu Yang is not that kind of mean person."

Wei Hirano hastily retorted: "I'm not worried! Forget it, hang up."

After saying this, he hung up the phone directly.

Cheng Zhiyuan put away his phone helplessly, thought for a while, and called Yang Bianzhang again.

Yang Bianzhang quickly answered the phone with a gentle tone: "Know how close you are?"

Cheng Zhiyuan plucked up his courage: "Teacher, I'm going to try being a pastry chef."

"That's good, have you started the assessment?"

"Not yet, but they all know how to cook pastries and have qualification certificates."

"It doesn't matter. Just do what you are good at. Try it first. Didn't you do well in the dining room before? If you want to learn pastry, I still have a lot of money..."

"No, no, I'm just not quite..." Cheng Zhiyuan changed the subject, "Just now General Wei called me and asked where the Tai Tuo is now."

Yang Bianzhang smiled: "Don't pay attention to him, he is like this."

"Then Taifu will no longer talk to him anymore?"

"That's not true. I just have some questions that I haven't figured out. I want to read the book again." Yang Bianzhang paused, "I still don't know how to face him. Too much the same."

Suddenly, a group of children called from not far away: "Grandpa Rong Rong!"

Cheng Zhiyuan said a few more words, then hung up the phone and turned his head.

A group of children stood on the playground and waved to him: "Grandpa Rong Rong!"

Cheng Zhiyuan stepped forward, and the children asked eagerly, "Grandpa, what snacks shall we have later?"

"Wait for some sweet corn."

"Wow! Thank you Grandpa Rongrong."

Rong Rong was surrounded by friends: "Rong Rong, your grandpa is so kind!"

Rong Rong touched her little head shyly.

Only Jiji stuck in his trouser pocket, stood beside him, and let out a soft "hum".

At ten o'clock in the morning, in the cafeteria, Cicada held the corn in both hands, and gnawed hard with his millet teeth.

ooh ooh-

Sting runaway mode is on!Eat corn like a lawnmower!

Rong Rong sat opposite him, pinching a corn with her small hands, twisting and turning, twisting the corn kernels, and eating them.

It's slow, but it's fun and elegant.

Both of them were eating corn, and it turned out that one seemed to be driving at double speed, and the other was driving at [-] speed.

After gnawing on the corn, Jiji wiped his face, raised his head, looked at Rongrong, with a puzzled expression on his face: "What are you doing?"

Little Baibai Miaozi, the royal nobleman of His Majesty, is elegant: "Eat corn."

Jiji stretched out his hand towards his corn, and pinched a kernel very naturally: "You eat too slowly."

"This is mine." Rong Rong patted his hand away.

Jiji paused, and stuffed the twisted corn into his mouth: "I don't like it, I'm helping you."

"Thank you Sting."

At this time, Corn sitting behind Rongrong turned his head and poked Rongrong's back.

"Rongrong, can you ask your grandpa to give me another corn? I still want to eat it."

Rong Rong turned around: "No, everyone only has one."

"But he is your grandfather, let him give you one more."

"No."

They were talking, when suddenly, Jiji let out a heavy "hum" and turned his head away.

Grandpa, grandpa again!

Fearing that Rong Rong might not see it, he purposely twisted it sharply twice.

Rong Rong looked at him, and touched her little face suspiciously.

What's wrong today?

Rong Rong lowered her head and carefully squeezed the corn kernels: "Ta, you stretch out your hand."

"Why?" Jiji stretched out both hands.

"We save the corn to ten and eat it in one sitting! It must be delicious!"

Sitting opposite him, Jiji put both hands on the table, Rongrong put corn kernels in it: "One...two..."

Ten pills were quickly saved up, five pills for each of the two of them, raising their heads and feeling bored.

"It's delicious." Rongrong puffed her cheeks, handed the remaining corn to Jitang, and stretched out her hand, "Tribute, now you peel it."

"Ah."

The two finished eating the corn kernels like this, and then went out to play together.

Friends invited them: "Brother Thor, Rong Rong, let's play rock-paper-scissors together."

"No." Rong Rong shook his head, "Jiji and I are going for a walk."

"Ok."

Rong Rong pulled Ji Ji, and the two sat on their secret base - the elephant slide.

Cicada pursed her mouth, and let out another "hum".

This time Rong Rong finally noticed him, and sat up straight, waiting for Rong Rong to ask him.

Rongrong finally opened his mouth: "Jingci, I want to ask you, do you have a stuffy nose?"

Thorn:? ? ?

"what?"

"You've been 'humming'." Rongrong looked at him with concern, "I also had a stuffy nose when I was sick a few days ago. If you are sick, you should go to the doctor."

Jiji was almost pissed off by him: "Shaggy, I'm not sick, I'm angry!"

"Sick? Angry?" Rong Rong didn't react for a while.

Trick accuses him: "Hairy, you already—" He counted the stone marks on the wall of the slide: "One, two, three... You haven't slept with me for five days! You haven't slept with me in the afternoon or late Be with me!"

"I'm sick." Rong Rong explained, "I will infect you."

Sting plausibly said: "I am not afraid of infection!"

"But I want to sleep with grandpa, sleep with grandpa, and get better faster when I get sick."

"Sleep with me, you'll feel better - faster!" Citing said eighteen "more" in a row.

He was even more concerned about this matter - brooding on it!

"Are you angry about this?"

"Also—" Jiji continued to accuse him, "When we were playing games just now, I was catching you, but when you saw your grandpa, you stopped running!"

"Isn't that better?" Rong Rong wondered, "If I don't run away, you can catch me directly."

"..."

it seems to be like this.

Tingting thought for a while: "We are playing a game, you don't follow the rules like this."

Rong Rong nodded: "Okay, then I will try harder next time."

Jiji added: "And your grandpa."

"What happened to grandpa?" Rong Rong said, "You have verified that my grandpa is a good person, not a bad person."

Cici whispered: "But you have been playing with your grandpa all the time, and you never play with me."

Rong Rong retorted: "I haven't."

The stabbing voice became smaller and smaller: "You have it."

"I do not have!"

"You have it!" Citing lowered his head and whispered, "Anyway, I came to the orphanage alone, so let me play alone. I will be taken away by the surrogate parents in a few days, and they will beat me Scold me, don't give me food, you will never see me again..."

Thorny parents: ? ? ?

As Cicada spoke, she couldn't help but wipe away tears for her rough fate (imagined).

Thorn is so pitiful.

Rong Rong sniffed and comforted him: "Jingting, don't be sad, I will always play with you."

Jiji raised her head: "Really?"

Rong Rong nodded: "Really."

"Then let's take a nap together at noon."

Rong Rong nodded vigorously: "En."

"What about sleeping at night?"

"Sleep together too."

That's about the same, and Trick is happy again.

Looking at the smile on his face, Rong Rong's piercing expression changed so quickly.

Sting met his eyes, and pursed his mouth again: "Then what if it rains and thunders?"

"Hmm..." Rong Rong hesitated for a moment, "I will be scared."

"It doesn't matter, I will protect you." Ting put his arms around his shoulders, "When we lived in the Taoist temple, it often rained and thundered, and I was the one who protected you at that time."

"Yeah." Rong Rong asked, "Then you're not angry now, are you?"

Jiji asked again: "Me or your grandfather, who is more important?"

"what?"

Such a domineering friendship, such a domineering thorn.

Very difficult question to answer.

Rongrong was still hesitating, but Jiji quickly answered on his behalf.

"You only have me as a good friend, but you have three grandpas, one of the three. And I came first, and they came later, so of course I am more important."

Well, before Rong Rong could react, Ting Ting had already finished his strategy.

"Okay, I'm not angry anymore, let's go, let's go play."

Jiji pulled Rongrong and slid down the slide, and the two ran back to find their friends.

Rongrong felt as if she had coaxed Tingting, but also didn't seem to be coaxing.

Rong Rong was in a daze.

Nap time.

Rongrong and Jici helped each other, helped each other take off the little blouse, hung it on the head of the bed, and then climbed onto the bed.

Citing helped Rong Rong cover the quilt: "You can no longer go to sleep with your grandpa."

Rong Rong nodded: "Understood."

"If you have anything, you can call me, and I will protect you."

"Ah."

Rong Rong hugged the little rabbit, held hands with Ji Ting, and took a nap together.

Teacher Wen saw it and didn't say anything.Cricket slept alone for several days. The two children have been separated for too long, and their relationship will be better after they come back. Occasionally holding hands is also allowed.

They will be back to their original shape in no time.

It didn't take long before they were sweating holding hands together.

Rongrong fell asleep, feeling hot and wanted to relax.

Jiji refused to let go, and hooked his fingers hard.

"Wuuuuuuuu...the little rabbit bit me..."

"hairy!"

The two woke up at the same time and found that it was each other, turned their heads angrily, and ignored him.

At the same time, the recruitment of pastry chefs in the cafeteria of the orphanage is proceeding in an orderly manner.

For this matter, Yang Bianzhang rushed over specially.

Cheng Zhiyuan was a little embarrassed: "It's hard for the Taifu to go there in person. It wasn't a big deal at first."

Yang Bianzhang said: "It's a big event. It's rare for you to do something you want to do. You and I know each other well. I'm here, so you can feel at ease. Don't worry, I'll wait for you in the dormitory."

"it is good."

"Also..." Yang Bianzhang paused, "It will be the visiting day of the orphanage soon. You should call Wei Pingye to see if he is free. Let's take His Majesty out."

Cheng Zhijin's eyes lit up, and he repeatedly agreed: "Okay, then I'll call him at night."

Yang Bianzhang frankly said: "Yes."

He didn't say it clearly, but Cheng Zhiyuan knew that Taifu Yang looked away and was ready to reconcile.

This afternoon, the children woke up from a nap and sat in the classroom with sleepy eyes.

Teacher Wen announced: "Everyone, the teacher wants to tell you a good news. This afternoon, the cafeteria has prepared a dim sum buffet for you."

The children below parroted their tongues: "Spider meal? Zhizhi meal? Zhiwu pig—pig meal?"

Rong Rong turned his head to look at Ting Ting: "Ting Ting, what is it? You must know it, right?"

"certainly……"

"It's a buffet." Teacher Wen repeated, "It's just putting a lot of snacks on the table, and the children can take whatever they want."

All the children lost their sleepiness in an instant, became excited, and sat up straight.

"Eat what you want?"

"Yes, but the teacher has a few requirements for everyone. First of all, take as much as you want to eat, and don't waste food."

The children responded in unison: "Okay—"

"Second, in the process of eating, you can't play and fight, and you can't run in the cafeteria."

"Third, after eating, the cafeteria will hold a voting contest. Each child has a vote. Whichever snack you like the most, just vote for it. Remember?"

"remember!"

"Okay, then start in line now and hold your partner's hand."

The children stood in two rows two by two, with their bellies sticking out and their eyes shining brightly.

The jab poked Rong Rong's stomach, and Rong Rong retracted her stomach with a "shoot".

buffet!we are coming!

The cafeteria is arranged like a cafeteria.

In the middle are two large tables put together, with a variety of small cakes and snacks on them. Each portion is not much, and they are served in paper cups and paper plates, which is convenient for children to take.

Teacher Wen led them to sit in their seats, emphasized the three rules again, and then let them go to get food by themselves.

At first, they were a little timid, staring at the snacks, but they didn't dare to be the first to go there, fearing that they might accidentally do something wrong.

Jiji looked around, pulled Rongrong, and strode forward: "Shaggy, what do you want to eat? I'll get it for you!"

What a loyal assassin!

Rong Rong rubbed her belly: "I want to eat this, and this."

Jiji stood on tiptoe and took the two small cakes pointed by Rong Rong: "Here you are."

Brother Thorn walked in the front to demonstrate, and the children were all relieved. Eggplant raised his hand high: "I can help you get whatever you want to eat."

"Thank you eggplant."

A variety of small cakes, with cream, candy, and icing on top, are especially popular with children.

The children were almost finished eating, so they took a bottle of lactic acid bacteria yogurt on the table next to them, inserted the straw with a "duo", and sucked the yogurt.

With the yogurt in one hand and the other behind his back, Jiji walked slowly, walking around the table full of snacks.

Spurs are inspecting the "Dim Sum Country".

Suddenly, he saw a strange thing.

"what is this?"

Friends gathered around, lowered their heads, and looked at the small green snacks on the plate.

This little treat is placed at the very end, inconspicuous in the beautiful cream cake, confectionery cake.

The small snacks are in the shape of small flowers with beautiful patterns on them, like vines.

It doesn't look like a fluffy cake, what is it?

Rong Rong stretched out her hand and touched it.

Jiji hugged him: "Rongrong, this looks like space sand, the space sand in the children's playground, be careful!"

can not eat!Rong Rong quickly withdrew her hand.

At this time, Teacher Wen came over to take a look, and explained with a smile: "Kids, this is mung bean cake, and it is also edible."

"Mung bean cake? I've only ever had mung bean soup."

Teacher Wen reminded them: "Have you eaten this snack before? Forgot?"

Eggplant remembered: "It's that dry, powdery thing that's still sticky when it drools."

The children all remembered, hid together, frowned, shook their heads, and said in unison: "I don't want to eat this."

Teacher Wen glanced at the back kitchen and comforted them: "Maybe this is different? Children can try it."

Stretching out his hand towards the mung bean cake, he said righteously, "Let me try it for everyone first."

He picked up a small flower, closed his eyes, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed.

"How is it? Brother Thorn, did you do something?"

Thorn shook his head.

"I want to eat it too." Rong Rong also picked up a piece, "It's delicious."

"really?"

The friends picked up a piece of mung bean cake suspiciously and put it in their mouths.

The mung bean cake was fragrant and soft, and it melted when it touched the saliva. It was sweet, and it was completely different from the ones they had eaten before.

They had just finished eating the cream cake, and their mouths were greasy. Although it was pressed with yogurt, it was still weird.

The mung bean cake is very refreshing, not greasy at all, like the air just after it rains, it smells fresh and quiet.

The eyes of the children lit up: "Mung bean cake is delicious."

After they tasted each dim sum, Mr. Wen put a ballot box in front of each dim sum.

"Which dim sum you like, just vote here."

The children walked around the table, carefully choosing.

It was too difficult to choose between cream cake and candy cake, so they all turned their attention to mung bean cake.

The ballot box was put away by Director Li, the person in charge of the cafeteria, and the ballots were counted on the spot.

Teacher Wen clapped his hands: "Are the children full? The uncles and aunts who make the dim sum are in the back kitchen now. Let the children say thank you to them."

"it is good."

They lined up and waved to the back kitchen: "Thank you uncle and aunt."

Suddenly, a sharp-eyed kid noticed something was wrong: "Grandpa Rong Rong is also inside, Rong Rong, can your grandpa also make dim sum?"

"Huh?" Rong Rong tilted his head, "Grandpa?"

Cheng Zhiyuan was wearing a snow-white apron and a chef's hat, and smiled at him.

"Grandpa is amazing! What kind of dim sum does Grandpa make?"

Cheng Zhijin "hush" at him, and he can't reveal it yet.

Rong Rong turned to look at the dim sum table, did grandpa make cakes too?

I don't know if he voted for Grandpa, and I don't know if Grandpa can win.

tension.

Rong Rong pinched his sleeves nervously, more nervous than grandpa.

Suddenly, Jiji let out another heavy "hum", which startled Rongrong.

He held Rong Rong's hand, turned his head, and approached Rong Rong: "Hmph, hum..."

I'm out of breath, take another breath, and continue: "Hmm, hum, hum!"

Rong Rong was almost "hummed" by him.

Thorn is the Humming Pig!