Traveling Through the Stars

   Chapter 2852 Want to eat

   Fengling Zhang Luo was out of ingredients, so Luo Bi went to send Wen Yao.

   When I came back, the big balcony was full of fragrance. Little Red Chicken Warcraft put small peppers and tender ginseng grass, and the seasoning was sufficient. The side of Fengling roasted on a small fire was browned, and the seasoning was sprinkled and turned over.

  Fengling is not aimless. Before cooking, he dialed Zhan Yi's newsletter to ask that the little red chicken is stewed, and the ginseng grass with high years has the highest nutritional value, which can repair the injured strong genes.

  If you like to eat roasted food, put tender ginseng grass and small peppers, its nutritional energy is not inferior.

There are enough ingredients at home, Feng Ling was busy for a while to roast the little red chicken Warcraft, both sides browned, and the barbecue smell spread out, Feng Ling added the horn tree leaves brought by Wen Yao, and if he didn't eat it, he would never know it was a roasted little red chicken. Warcraft.

   Even so, Lan Qiao was drooling at home.

  Lan Qiao looked around from the balcony: "Whose roasted meat tastes so good."

   Zhang Cheng swallowed his saliva and pretended not to care. He frowned and said, "Low-level exotic animal meat is low in nutrients and energy, and I have been eating it at home for a while. Tomorrow you will go to the dungeon to buy a first-level exotic animal meat."

  Lan Qiao was so greedy at the moment, she nodded in agreement, and muttered, "Fan Yao caught a pheasant on a mission? Roast winged rabbit is not like this, or Luo Jie's mission to harvest a pheasant, isn't this greedy?"

  Lan Qiao couldn't eat, so she was very dissatisfied, so she cleaned up the tableware and chopsticks.

  Lan Qiao thought that Fan Yao's family made delicious food, but Fan Yao's mother and son were still wondering, Qi Yan, the child, just returned from a mission from an undeveloped planet, and rolled up his sleeves to wash the picked wild vegetables on the balcony.

   "Someone from the garrison's family is ready to eat." The child frowned, raised his head and asked Fan Yao, who was leaning on the couch: "Mom, what do you want to eat? Can you eat steamed wild vegetables?"

  Fan Yao said wearily: "It's already past the time for dinner, you can simply make a meal."

   Yang Haozhe was not at home, he went to his other house, and Yang Yu was not there either, now Fan Yao didn't bother to care about this man. Lazily watching Qi Yan busy preparing dinner, steaming wild vegetables is simple, and roasting a piece of low-level exotic animal meat is enough.

   Fengling put the food on the table and called Luo Bi to eat, the chicken wings belonged to Luo Bi, and the other Fenglings would eat it. Robi doesn't like eating meat very much, but Robi still eats more meat than other exotic animals.

  Luo Bi didn't want to eat so much at first, so he ate too much: "The roasted little red chicken monster is so delicious."

   Feng Ling hooked her lips and smiled: "Bake another one in the morning."

  Luo Bi unconsciously acted like a spoiled child: "I want to eat roasted red pincer crab in the morning."

  Feng Ling thought for a while: "Let's eat grilled crab at noon."

  Luo Bi thought about it. After eating, her hands were oily. Luo Bi washed her hands with a small soap, picked up clear water and splashed it on her face, feeling very refreshing in summer.

   Fengling packed up the dining table and went to the study area to handle military affairs. Luo Bi ran to see the little red chicken monster in the basket. As soon as she went over, a group of chickens chirped. They didn't eat it, maybe they were screaming.

  Robi: "..."

   You are so energetic, can you still eat it tomorrow? ? ! !

  Luo Bi picked up the baskets, carefully observing each one, Nima, and found one standing dozing. Luo Bi was overjoyed, it was great, but it could be considered that there was one animal that could not survive.

   However, Luo Bi was not sure. He lifted his foot and kicked the bamboo basket, and the little red chicken beast immediately chirped with its wings. It was no problem when he heard the movement, and it was impossible to eat it.

  Robi: "..."

   (end of this chapter)