I'm cooking in the interstellar

After Amedeo arrived at the palace, he was warmly received by the old butler Wenger, which made him a little flattered.

Because this old man not only watched their descendants grow up, but even the current King James grew up under his care and regarded him as a family member. Now in his 70s, although this elder is still by the side of the emperor, many affairs have been transferred to others, which feels a bit like retiring in the palace.

There is no need for him to do the small thing of guiding him personally.

"Master Amedeo, the last time we met was at the royal family's annual meeting." The energetic Wenger walked and chatted with him. He did not appear to be unfamiliar because he had not seen him for many days. "You kids, when you grow up, I’m just busy with my career and don’t have time to visit the palace.”

"It's not that I don't have time, I just think it will disturb my uncle and the others." Amedeo put away his usual unruly demeanor and pretended to be good in front of Wenger, "How is Grandpa Wenger's health lately?"

"It's still the same. It's okay to live to be 100 years old, hahaha." The old man smiled heartily, which made him laugh too.

Although interstellar people have overcome many difficult medical diseases and extended the average life span to 100 years, perhaps because nutrient solutions cannot completely replace natural food ingredients, the gap in life expectancy statistics in various regions where there is still obvious wealth and poverty is still there. Shockingly large.

Taking the Empire as an example, the average life expectancy of a person on the most economically developed Imperial Planet can reach 110 years, while the average life expectancy of a person on the most barren and desolate Category 80 planet, the remote galaxy where Fang Qingnuan comes from, is only over years old.

Compared with the big data of ordinary people, what is even more bleak is the current survival situation of spiritual power users. Almost all spiritual power owners have to go to the battlefield to gain experience, so when they are attacked by the Zerg, the probability of spiritual sea riots is extremely high. For example, Hughes suffered such fatal mental trauma when he was only 26 years old. If it were not for the protection of atavistic genes, he might have died.

Therefore, those with spiritual power in the direction of healing are even more valuable. In the late stage of the spiritual sea turmoil when medicine and stone are unavailable, only these people can save the lives of patients.

"Your Majesty, they are waiting for you in the family living room. Thanks to your blessing, we can have interesting new desserts today." As they spoke, the two of them had already arrived in the hall, and Wenger stopped Amedeo from going to the restaurant. , leading him towards the living room on the other side.

"Huh? Thanks to me?" Amedeo didn't know why. Does dessert have anything to do with him? Could it be that the nutritional solution company he just invested in made some new products?
Just as he was about to ask his doubts, they had already arrived at the door of the living room, so he had to give up.

Knocking twice on the ajar door, Wenger conveyed a message to the people in the room: "Your Majesty, Master Amedeo has arrived."

"Invite him in quickly." A gentle female voice came out, it was his aunt, Queen Theresia.

"Please come in first, I'll hurry up with the progress of the dessert." With a wink at George who was following behind them, the two butlers politely withdrew, leaving him standing alone at the door.

Adjusting his tie uncomfortably, Amedeo slowly opened the door and faced several elders alone.

Sitting in the front seat was his uncle-in-law, King James, who had many things to do. He seemed not to be idle at this time, using the terminal to conduct encrypted communications with an unknown person.

The other was his childhood goddess, his aunt who he once regarded as his ideal model, Queen Theresia. Seeing him come in, Theresia stood up quickly to greet him, took his arm and looked at her little nephew whom she hadn't seen for a long time. There was uncontrollable joy in her eyes: "Amedeo has become more handsome, no wonder sister I want to hide you from me." These daughters of the old Windsor family are all very good at appearance. Therefore, they inherited their mother's narcissism and appearance control attributes. They have high requirements for appearance since they were young, even dressing up in men's and women's clothing. Amedeo, who did not care only for his own good looks, became the favorite of his aunts.

Who can say no to a handsome guy with a sweet mouth and a cooperative personality?
This has become one of the important reasons why Amedeo avoided these relatives when he grew up. Although he still dresses up brightly, he doesn't even think about women's clothes! Especially Hughes's sister Laura, who is better than her old master. A while ago, she even pestered him to be the spokesperson for her brand's unisex line. Looking back on it, it was a nightmare.

"Tsk, I'm just pretending in front of you. Now he looks more and more like his dad. He's not cute at all." Mrs. Russell sat on the sofa in the guest seat and replied lovingly to her son who was praised so well by his sister. Ignore it and don't even want to give it a try.

After greeting his aunt and uncle, Amedeo sat down opposite his mother and mentioned the plan that he and his father were currently planning for a second child. Both father and son agreed that Mrs. Russell had recently been too preoccupied with arranging Amedeo's marriage, and something needed to be done to divert her attention.

"You want a cute child so much, so you agree to add another one. Neither my father nor I mind the younger brother or sister, just do what you like." The interstellar has entered the era of artificial womb incubation, and pregnancy is no longer a matter of women unilaterally sacrificing their bodies. Things have become much simpler, but the cost of raising children is still not a small number.

But in a family like theirs, more children only mean more pairs of chopsticks. If it can help divert the mother's firepower, the father and son are in favor of it.

"Why don't you add some younger brothers and sisters? Why can't you gain some momentum and give me some grandchildren?" Mrs. Russell became extremely angry when talking about her unsatisfactory son. "Even Noah from my eldest sister's family started to cooperate in the blind date. , What kind of character does that kid have? Can he compare with you? Why don’t you understand!"

"Ahem, Second Aunt, just focus on Amedeo and don't accidentally injure friendly forces, okay?" Following the knock on the door, a handsome man who pretended to be sad and covered his chest walked in, "I need to go to the bathroom. Will Kung Fu be your tool to urge your cousin to get married?"

After walking to the sofa next to Amedeo and sitting down, Noah pretended to lower his head and adjust his suit and quietly said to him: "Are you really here? Are you so generous?"

"Ah?" Amedeo was confused. Why did everyone he met today, from Wenger to Noah, say some strange things to him? What kind of riddles were they making?

"Now everyone is here, let's talk while eating." King James hung up the communication and finally joined the conversation. He looked at his wife's two outstanding nephews with a look of relief, and felt a little bit in his heart. I'm just jealous, why are there a bunch of crooked nephews in my house?

As the king pressed the summons bell, the old butler Wenger came in with George pushing the small dining cart and started serving snacks for them.

Ok? !

Looking at a plate of double French fries, a plate of potato wedges, and a small plate of ketchup as dipping sauce, Amedeo fell into deep thought. Forget about French fries and potato wedges, this ketchup, could it be...

"Thank you Amedeo for generously sharing your ketchup." King James spoke first. He dipped the ketchup in the ketchup, put the fries in his mouth to taste, and then laughed heartily, "Haha, it tastes really good. , no wonder Hughes likes it."

Theresia, the only silly sweetheart in the audience, was also very happy: "Thank you, little Amedeo, you made me hungry when I watched the live broadcast today."