Interstellar Farming: The sick and weak male protagonist is struggling to survive on money

Chapter 123 Soy sauce is ready to add more 1
"time to eat!"

The nice voice made Haha drop the pickaxe, and ran towards the kitchen in a joyous manner.

Nian Shutong was a little slower than Haha, she shouted Haha behind.

"Wash your hands! Wash your hands!"

Haha, who had already run across the bridge, turned around and squatted by the stream, washing his hands.

After everyone was seated, they all waited for Nian Shutong to move, which had become a habit.

Nian Shutong picked up the chopsticks, picked up a cucumber and egg dumpling, and said to everyone, "It's time to eat."

The steaming dumplings were picked up by a pair of chopsticks and sizzled into the mouth.

Everyone who ate flour for the first time was stunned.

Unique taste, smooth, elastic, full of texture.

With the fragrant cucumber, several flavors blend together perfectly.

On the table, only the shadows of pairs of chopsticks could be seen, and when each chopstick fell, none of them returned empty-handed.

"It's delicious, the meat is delicious." Haha, the dumplings with green pepper meat are sandwiched, one bite at a time, and it's called a fast one.

"It's all good." Fu Yunhe picked up another dumpling, and before he put it in his mouth, he heard Nian Shutong complain.

"All good? You don't pick up cucumbers."

"Hehe... Didn't I see that you like cucumbers?"

Nian Shutong on the opposite side had surprise in his eyes, the little beauty is sick, dare to joke with me?
"Well, if you have good eyesight, keep it up." Nian Shutong replied with a smile, without saying anything else.

Fu Yunhe picked up another dumpling, and when he lowered his head to eat, the corners of his mouth opened a little wider than usual.

The current relationship between the two is naturally not husband and wife, but friends at best.

They are still the kind of friends who have not experienced late-night heart-to-heart talks for the time being. To use a common saying, they are more like dinner table friends.

The dining table here is a real dining table.

After a meal of dumplings, it was almost noon.

They still have a lot of uncooked dumplings left for Wang Fu and his son, they can cook and eat by themselves when they come back.

At this time, Nian Shutong is not going to open up wasteland anymore, she wants to toss some new things again.

Soy sauce and miso.

The first step is to prepare the tools.

I bought a large tank last time, and now it is neatly placed in the newly built long house behind.

She will also need some covers, preferably bamboo.

As for the bamboo thing, Nian Shutong really came across it, so she drove the aircraft out for a circle, and when she came back, she took the video sent by the knife and showed it to the rubble.

"Will it be?"

"Yes."

"Very good, I need twenty."

"Rubble knows."

Nian Shutong looked at the more and more cooperative rubble, and was very satisfied. He patted the rubble's head with one hand and said, "Good boy! I'll buy you metal to eat."

Rubble touched his heart with one finger. Why does his heart beat a little faster every time Ms. Nian Shutong touches his head?

Is rubble sick?

The rubble checked itself again, and there was still nothing wrong with it.He was puzzled and continued to work.

And Nian Shutong asked Zhang Hui's mother and daughter to start teasing beans.All the three large pots are filled with beans, and a small pot is enough for dinner.

"Xiaohe, what is the live broadcast tonight?"

Fu Yunhe spread his hands, speaking innocently.

"I'm only responsible for doing what you say. I'm just responsible for being obedient."

Nian Shutong pouted, and there was nothing wrong with what he said.

She tapped the tip of her nose twice with one finger, thinking.After pondering for a while, she opened her mouth and said, "Come have a chestnut stew!"

(End of this chapter)