Food saves the world [Interstellar]

The person on the communication side knew that the short-haired girl was joking with him, so he coughed angrily: "Seriously, does your father sell that tree?"

The short-haired girl shook her head: "It's impossible to sell, he regards his own things as his lifeblood."

Before the other party was disappointed, she heard her say again: "But if you really want to buy the ones I was going to sell before, you can wait for two days first, and the next batch will probably be picked soon."

Hearing what the short-haired girl said, the person opposite hurriedly agreed, and then sent the full amount over in a hurry, as if he was afraid that someone would rob him.

After being disturbed by these two communications, the short-haired girl noticed something wrong no matter how decadent she was.

Could it be the advertisements she sent out that worked?

Or maybe the federation suddenly had a craze for spices when she didn't know it?

With such guesses in mind, the short-haired girl chose to log in to Xingwang and entered the keyword [Ancient Plant Spices].

The entry pages that no one cares about are extremely popular, and most of them are information that just appeared today, or even a few minutes ago.

The keywords associated with it were first a buying post in the trading area: [Buying a lot of money to buy ancient plant spices!If the characteristics of the spices are the same as those described in the barrage in today's live broadcast room, I can pay double! 】

The buyer who posted the post was obviously not afraid that other people who saw the post would not be able to understand it, so he directly said that he could pay double the amount of money to buy the same spice as the barrage description in the live broadcast room.

The short-haired girl clicked on the post and saw that there were almost no sellers who followed the post, and all of them were buyers who wanted to buy spices like the landlord.

[1L: The poster paid double, too stingy.I pay five times! 】

[2L: Super double! 】

[3L: I really don't understand, why can't I snatch things from other people every time I grab something with a dignified physique?I had already followed the barrage to the other party's transaction page, but before I bought it, the system showed that it was sold out! 】

The more confused the girl with short hair felt, something must have happened during the ten minutes she was disconnected from the Internet.

Seeing someone mentioning the live broadcast room, she followed her intuition and came to the only live broadcast room where she had left a barrage of advertisements.

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After a long while, the fat middle-aged man outside the living room watched his daughter who had said that she wanted to be alone floated out like a wandering ghost again, and the first thing he said after seeing him was: "Dad, Find someone to watch your babies with me at night."

The fat middle-aged man's eyes were puzzled. Isn't his daughter always not interested in these things?

It seemed that he understood the meaning of his father's eyes, only to hear the short-haired girl say again: "Otherwise, I'm afraid that someone will not be able to resist the temptation to come to our house to steal things in the middle of the night."

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For the time being, all kinds of ups and downs in the live broadcast room and the star network have nothing to do with Ning Yuan, who is not very literate.

Because the fish soup is for Miaomiao, I vaguely feel that cats seem to be too salty. The little guy did not put too much salt in the fish soup, but sprinkled a handful of fish soup in the pot before it was out of the pot. Chopped shallots.

The fried and fragrant small fish are added to the hot water that has covered the fish for about half a finger, and stewed to make a milky white soup.

The crucian carp stored in the fresh-keeping warehouse still maintains the freshest quality, and only a little salt and a small handful of chopped green onion can stimulate the most delicious taste.

Finding a small bowl of porcelain white, Ning Yuan put the soup in the pot into a small bowl, and also fished out a delicious crucian carp and put it in the bowl together.

At the very beginning, the white lion cat, which was attracted by the smell of chicken soup, had been gracefully lying on the stone bench not far from the stove when the little guy started the stove.

Seeing the little guy carefully take out a small bowl of soup, it thought that the other party wanted to drink it by itself.Unexpectedly, the little guy in protective clothing came to it carefully carrying the small bowl of fish soup, put the small bowl on the stone bench, and then pushed in its direction: "Meow meow to eat."

The white lion cat raised its eyes to look at the little doll in front of it, and flicked its tail hanging behind it.So these were made by the little doll in front of him?

Ning Yuan put the small bowl in front of Miaomiao, and squatted down, looking expectantly at the white lion cat in front of him.

Seeing the little baby squatting like this without any other movements, the tail behind the white lion cat swept again.Why doesn't he go to eat?

"Won't Miaomiao eat?" Ning Yuan's expectant eyes gradually dimmed.Is it wrong in the book?Cats don’t actually like to eat small fish?

Seen by the little guy like this, the white lion cat, who originally wanted the little guy to eat too, sighed helplessly in his heart, so he had to lower his head and let the cat eat alone.

What Ning Yuan didn't know was that ordinary cats don't actually eat hot food. Someone once used the word 'cat tongue' to describe people who are afraid of hot food.

However, this one in front of me is obviously unusual. While sipping with its head down, some hot soup was sucked into its mouth. The steaming soup was mixed with a hint of sweetness that cannot be ignored, which made the white lion cat eat at a normal speed. The sipping speed is much faster.

At the end of the meal, there was only one small fish that Ning Yuan had specially served for him left in the bowl.There are soft barbs on the cat's tongue, just licking the fish lightly, the crucian carp meat that has been stewed until the bones are crispy is easily licked off a large piece, and it falls into the mouth and slowly cuts open .

A few minutes later, the white lion cat, which had eaten the whole fish, lost its restraint before, and meowed lightly at the little doll in front of it.

Ning Yuan understood: "Meow, are you still full?"

As he said that, he went to the stove and put a bowl of soup with a small crucian carp in front of the white lion cat.

In fact, the white cat, who was already full, lazily changed its posture, put the bowl between its body and its tail, and took a sip from time to time, looking very leisurely.

Ever since this white lion cat called Meow by Ning Yuan came to settle in Ning's house, it has always shown that it is not very interested in eating, which makes the little guy a little worried.

Seeing that Miaomiao eats so well now, the little guy couldn't help but bend his round cat eyes in satisfaction.

For a chef, whether the chef is a seasoned chef or a baby who is just the right height to step on a bench, they love positive feedback from diners.

It doesn't matter whether the diners are a group of people, or an exceptionally white and elegant white lion cat.

After finishing the fish soup, the little guy who also reviewed some words he recognized in the live broadcast room turned off his live broadcast room, looked up at the already dark sky, and yawned a little.

Today, I was riding a starship, reading picture books, and making fish soup on a live broadcast. Ning Yuan was indeed a little tired.

Before the little guy went to bed, Ning Yan, who had just returned from the military academy, first went to take a look at his little nephew's bedroom, and then handed him the gift for Ning Yuan.

Ning Yuan, who was smelling the smell through the small cloth bag, tilted his head: "Fatty?"

This taste is a little bit like the smell of fragrant meat in his memory.

Ning Yan smiled and patted his little head: "It's ancient plant spices."

This is exactly the one that the short-haired girl posted online to sell.Compared with most people who are not very interested in ancient plants, Ning Yan thought that his little nephew seems to be very interested in these, so he bought them here.

Ning Yuan didn't know much about spices, but after listening to it, he nodded in agreement: "Xiangxiang."

One of the two uncles and nephews was sitting on the small bed and the other was standing under the bed. One thought that buying these should be able to smoke the house for the little nephew, while the other vaguely remembered that the things in the small cloth bag were really delicious when cooked with meat. Savory.

But it's getting late today, and the little guy has to go to kindergarten tomorrow, so Ning Yuan has no chance to practice his idea yet.

The next day

When Ning Yuan reappeared in the kindergarten class, many children rushed over.

At first, the little boy who mentioned to Ning Yuan that his mother was sick asked with concern: "Ning Yuan, is your mother cured?"

The little guy with the schoolbag nodded: "Yes! Mom is fine."

Many children were relieved after hearing this.

Although they are still young, some things do not quite understand.But under the influence of ears and eyes, he also vaguely understood that the mother of Ning Yuan's child was very seriously ill to protect the marginal star and everyone.

In the pure worldview of the children, Ning Yuan's mother is a good person, and a good person must be well and not get sick.

Without the slightly heavy atmosphere before, the little dolls were very heavy and happy after knowing the result.

Soon, a little boy who lived not far from Ning's house came over and asked coyly, "Boss, why does your house always smell so good? It smells so good that my father's stomach is always growling loudly. Can you teach me? I also want my house to be so fragrant."

The little boy never mentioned that his stomach kept growling when he smelled the fragrance.Just say it's my dad.

Hearing what the little boy said, a little girl beside him asked curiously, "Is it very fragrant?"

The little boy nodded affirmatively: "It's very fragrant! It's much, much more fragrant than the spices my dad bought yesterday!"

The little boy's name is Lu Ming, and he lives in another villa about two villas away from the Ning family.

Ning Yuan, who was listening to the little boy's words, didn't have any intention of hiding his secrets. Most importantly, the other party still called him the boss.

So the embarrassed little guy who was called touched the tips of his little ears and nodded generously: "Okay. But you need something."

Because there are only one copy of many tools and materials.Otherwise, you can only learn from him, and you can't take it home.

The little boy immediately patted his chest: "Okay! Boss, what do you want, I will prepare it as soon as I get home."

The two children talked lively. Although the other children on the side didn't know what they were talking about, they seemed to be very interesting.So they all joined together.

When school was over, the little boy named Lu Ming muttered all the way to review what he was going to bring.There is something with eight horns that smells good, and something that smells like a leaf, and there are light brown grass fruits, small ones that might make you sneeze after smelling it...

After mumbling for a while, the little boy's eyes suddenly lit up.

Isn't this the spice his dad bought yesterday?

all hit!

So, tiptoeing quietly to take down the spice bag that his father had hung on the hanger, Lu Ming happily ran towards Ning's house not far away.

On the way, I met several other good friends who were also holding small cloth bags, and the little dolls happily ran towards Ning's house.

Ten minutes later, a shrill cry came from an unknown villa: "Which murderer stole my spices?! The spices I bought with [-] contribution points!!!"