I'm cooking in the interstellar

When Fang Qingnuan rolled up her sleeves and washed vegetables, Mu Linfeng, who had contacted his son, sighed and walked back to her, feeling extremely guilty in his heart.

He was not good at business, so he followed the advice of his father and followed the academic path, and basically had no involvement in the family business. Fortunately, the two sons were brave enough to prevent the master's family from losing power, and the glory passed down from their ancestors could be continued.

Originally, he went to his sons to argue with anger, but after the two of them explained everything, Professor Mu had to bow to the facts - letting him in was the best option, no matter what.

"Qingtian, I'm so sorry. It's hard enough to cook for Lao Lin and me, and now two more helpers are here." He apologized to the little girl awkwardly, feeling that he had caused a lot of trouble to her, "I'm busy. If you don’t want to come, call me anytime.”

The two people who came must be in their fifties or sixties, and they must not have a big appetite. Fang Qingnuan made an estimate and felt that she could handle it, so she said with relief: "It doesn't matter, I just need to add two pairs of chopsticks anyway." Son, we have picked a lot of things, and if we evenly distribute them, there will always be enough to eat."

"Hmph, I think it's more than just two pairs of chopsticks." Lin Maoshan suddenly walked over and shared what he had just heard from the two people, "They said they saw two people sending status messages and saying they were on their way. On the way, I’ll be there in a moment.”

"What?!" Mulinfeng almost fainted after hearing this and rushed to find the two people for confirmation.

It was Dean Lin who felt sorry for the little anchor and came closer to give her some advice: "Give me a spot and I'll call you a powerful helper. I won't let these old guys take advantage of us in vain."

"But, aren't these all guests of Teacher Mu's house? Will provoking them cause him trouble..." Fang Qingnuan had already put away the dishes and opened the terminal to make adjustments based on the actual number of people. The supplementary list is out.

Lin Maoshan patted the little girl's head. She usually knew how to cook, but why was she so stupid in terms of people and sophistication.

"To be able to touch him so quickly, he must have been squatting in the live broadcast room just now to watch it. If you can help him capture these people in one meal, Lao Mu will laugh so hard." He glanced at the person in front of him calmly. The three people chatting clicked their tongues, they were all evil rich people!

"So they are also my fans?" Qingtian tried his best to lower his voice, his almond-shaped eyes widened in surprise, "Then... ah... I... shouldn't I start a live broadcast?"

The i-person attributes exploded, and Fang Qingnuan couldn't even speak clearly.

She could vaguely feel that some of the uncles and aunts in her live broadcast room were well-off and might be richer than Jin Bao's family, but four more at once...it would be too nervous.

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When Casper rushed over with the ingredients from the list sent by Sunny Day, the little anchor was leading two small robots to build something with stones, and next to him were four unhelpful adults.

"Hey, it's here!" It was rare for Lin Maoshan to see him smile brightly, and he could hold a coin in the corner of his eye. "Sunny day, the super powerful mercenary I found for you has arrived. If you have anything to do with him, please contact him." You’re right to help!”

"..." For the sake of politeness, Casper resisted the urge to give a cold face and smiled at the girl who looked up at him, "Miss Qingtian, it's an honor to be invited by you."

Different from the noisy but amiable uncles and aunts around her, the tall uncle in a white trench coat in front of her seemed to have an aura of isolation. Even standing in front of Fang Qingnuan, she felt full of violation. And, it’s like…

The other party should not appear here, but should belong to a high-end, serious place such as a military department or a laboratory.

"Ah...please come and help me carry something." She took the thing he handed to her uncomfortably, feeling that she was completely overwhelmed by his aura.

[Lucky Mom Fan: How can you still call people over? The anchor makes me so angry! ! 】

[sunshine: Wuwuwu, my friend is at the resort today, but his application to go to the farmhouse area was rejected] ˆ ˆ ˆ [Let’s tell a joke: His official blog just posted that the reservations for the past month have been fully booked [sigh] [sigh]]

[Little Rabbit: The news is all lies. There is no shortage of rich people in this world! 】

[Bah, bah, bah: This new uncle, with his mosaic head, looks more handsome than the others next to him O.O]

[Qingtian's true love fan: This uncle's mobility is good. He can start drying after taking off his coat, and he looks stylish]

"Then, please help me build the kiln and then call me. I'll go pack the ribs first." Fang Qingnuan showed Casper the simple drawing she had just drawn, and then gestured to the size she had in mind. After explaining to him what needed to be done every step of the way, I left without feeling relieved.

After she left, the originally lively place suddenly fell into an awkward silence.

Song Mingli and Clara Jones were not familiar with Casper, the semi-hidden god, but they had heard a lot about his deeds, so after a brief exchange of greetings, they still wanted to pile stones with him. The idea of ​​cultivating feelings.

Unexpectedly, the Marquis, who was known to dislike ineffective social interactions, simply asked Mu Linfeng to take them to pick vegetables, leaving only Dean Lin, whose hands were clumsier than theirs, to watch him work.

It seems that the relationship between these two people must be very good.

After seeing the three troublesome guys leaving, Dean Lin quickly moved a small bench to Casper and asked him to explain in detail what happened just now: "Tell me quickly, you said you killed those two on the way. Why are you here to eat and drink?"

"Are you really not going to do any work?" Casper stopped making big lumps of clay and looked at the former patient who looked very good in front of him. He had not taken any medicinal supplements for the past two days, but he seemed to be in good health. It seemed that he was completely healthy. alright.

Then he has no need to care for his friends.

Lin Maoshan was eager to hear the gossip, so he had to take off his disguise and quickly built a clay kiln with him. Speaking of this thing, except for the little anchor, he is probably the only one present who knows what the real thing looks like. He acted stupid just now just because he didn't want Xiao Song and Clara to take advantage of it.

"Tsk, you really don't suffer at all." "To each other."

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"Mom, I also want to see Sister Qingtian!" Bobo was originally looking forward to the fresh vegetables he would taste later, but seeing that there were actually several more grandparents visiting in the live broadcast room, he naturally turned his attention to the host of "Encounter" Come on, he has the right time, place and people!

Coincidentally, at the invitation of a friend, Mr. Howard stayed in a nursing home owned by Mu's Resort for a few days. Today, they all came here to relax and took the old man home after that.

As a result, the family who were playing on the sightseeing bus were really close to Qingtian and the others.

"Didn't I ask for you just now? The resort said that the farmhouse is closed to the public for reservations today because of the old chairman's private schedule." Jasmine was also a little tempted to see Qingtian offline, but unfortunately she was taken away just now The staff advised him to leave.

Who said that the farmhouse itself is a hidden project, and whether it can be opened depends on the growth status of the crops and Mr. Mu’s mood?

Admiral Howard, who didn't know the truth, was in the driver's seat, so when he heard Bobo making trouble in the back seat, he scolded his youngest son twice without looking back: "Don't make trouble, Mom. If you don't obey me, I will throw you out of the car." .”

"Eh?!" Is there such a good thing?

Meow is not here, and the dog is going to dominate!