Traveling Through the Stars

   Chapter 1852 Zhu Xingbao

  Robi took the time to look at the ingredients Zhu Xingbao brought, two catties of jerky exotic animal meat, three roasted brown millet buns, a bag of soft jujube apricots, and a large bag of small snacks.

  Ms. Zhu San must have estimated Zhu Xingbao’s appetite and prepared it.

  Luo Bi and Zhu Xingbao have a good relationship, and the Zhu family does not allow Zhu Xingbao to live at Luo Bi’s house, and they still eat from Luo Bi’s house.

  Zhu’s family all know how to measure.

  Because of this, Luo Bi liked the Zhu family. Luo Bi put Zhu Xingbao's small backpack aside, went to the kitchen area to drag out the small grill, and moved the chopped energy wood to the kitchen area.

   "Zhu Xingbao, why did you bring food with you when you came to my house?" Luo Bi asked.

  Zhu Xingbao brought the packed pigs to the kitchen area, frowning, “If you don’t bring food, uncle and they won’t let me come to your house, and brother Xingzhi won’t let you come to play with you. They are all bad guys.”

  Well, everyone is in charge of Zhu Xingbao.

  Luo Bi smiled and didn't mention it. A pig was about five kilograms, and it was about four kilograms.

At this stage, the local pigs are scarce. Robbie is reluctant to eat one at a time or half a pig. However, it has been a long time since everyone needs to replenish nutrition and energy. Robbie hesitated a bit and gave one of the little pigs a share. Divide into two and eat half of it.

  The other half will eat tomorrow, and the one Robbie put up intends to give it to her family.

  Eating goods are potential chefs. Luo Bi asked Zhu Xingbao to marinate the earthen pork with nutritious seasonings. She threw ten catties of millet noodles from the storage bracelet, divided two catties of kneaded noodles, and made small breads.

  Robi likes Chinese food, but most interstellar people obviously don't like it.

When Feng Ling entered the door, Zhu Xingbao had already marinated the pork. Feng Ling's eyes flashed when Feng Ling came in, and Luo Bi smiled and raised his head: "Fengling, the little soil pig I caught, I will let Zhu Xingbao take both of them. After you pack it up, we will eat a small pig in the evening, and you will roast it."

  Suddenly heard the local pig, Feng Ling was startled, and when he walked over, it turned out to be the local pig.

  It is false to say that it is not surprised. Feng Ling originally thought that Luo Bi had caught the little pig that ate. Who would have thought that he would have caught two of them. Feng Ling smiled, this woman, who is already in the galaxy season, can still catch a rare thing like an earth pig.

  Fengling didn't care that Luo Bi didn't tell him at first that his wealth is not exposed, and it does not hurt to be cautious with good things, so Fengling can rest assured when he goes out.

  Otherwise, Feng Ling doesn't worry about Luo Bi wherever he goes.

  As for Zhu Xingbao?

  Forget it, Feng Ling reluctantly accepts Luo Bi's little playmate.

  Feng Ling rolled up his sleeves and took over most of the kitchen work. He took back the materials allocated for this task, ten catties of exotic animal meat, the part with duck wings cut by Li Feng, and five catties of wild vegetables.

  Robi didn’t eat enough steamed wild vegetables, and when he saw wild vegetables, he wanted to eat them again.

  So Zhu Xingbao sat on a small bench to choose dishes.

  The child is eating jerky in his mouth. The little hand selects it carefully. The dry leaves from the roots of the wild vegetables are picked off, and the messy weeds are picked out, and then washed a few more times.

  The wild vegetables were washed, and Zhu Xingbao ran to help Luo Bi. The seasoning in Fengling's storage container was relatively complete, so he took out some and added it to the roast pig.

  Fengling chops the duck wings, cleans them, and puts them on the grill together with the pork. The energy wood has a mild flame, and the grilled ingredients have a good taste. Wait to avoid browning, and sprinkle the seasoning on the side.

  Steaming wild vegetables may seem simple, but in fact it is a test of cooking skills. Luo Bi is not sure, and Feng Ling cannot help.

  Zhu Xingbao rolled up his sleeves and ran over: "I'll come, I will steam wild vegetables."

  (End of this chapter)