Space at hand: Pick up a prince to farm

Chapter 1498 The so-called sense of belonging and value
It was an endless plane, and not a single house could be seen within ten miles.

Song Chen and Cang Xiu found a place that could block the wind and set up the tent.

The tent this time was different from the one she used last time. There were countless tents in Song Chen's space, and she basically chose them based on her mood.

After all, whatever she can stock up on is of excellent quality and grade.

And this time they didn't have to work hard to set up the tent themselves. This time Song Chen brought out an inflatable tent, which only needed an automatic inflator to set up the tent.

The whole process is completed in ten minutes.

After the tent was set up, Song Chen's job was to prepare the contents inside.

I still use an air mattress for sleeping. The double air mattress will inflate quickly when placed on the ground, and then put on warm bedding.

A small storage box was placed on the bedside, and then gas lamps were taken out one after another, and the originally dark tent suddenly became very bright.

Cang Xiuxuan began to prepare the stove outside.

It is still a tent with one bedroom and one living room, and the bedroom and living room can be separated.

The weather was slowly getting colder, and the two of them were camping on a flat surface without any shelter. The temperature inside the tent could only be maintained by the fireplace.

Fortunately, Song Chen's space had everything he wanted, including an abundance of wood.

Song Chen was responsible for getting the firewood out, and Cang Xiuxuan was responsible for lighting the fire.

The two people cooperated very well.

After the fire in the fireplace started, the temperature inside the tent quickly rose significantly.

"It's more comfortable to live in your own place. If possible, I really don't want to live in a guest house anymore." Song Chen took off his coat and threw it aside, and began to think about what to take out to eat later.

"What do you want to eat?"

Cang Xiuxuan threw another piece of firewood into the fireplace, "Have a hot pot?"

Cang Xiuxuan has always been particularly interested in this kind of thing. He feels that this hot pot is not only about the taste, but also about the atmosphere.

Every time I eat hot pot, there is always a special feeling.

So every time Cang Xiuxuan was asked to choose, he would choose hot pot.

Song Chen probably guessed what he would say. With a wave of his hand, all the ingredients appeared on the egg roll table.

"Let's have a different hotpot today."

“A different hotpot?”

Cang Xiuxuan didn't expect to get this answer, "How can hot pot be different?"

While he was talking, he also looked at the ingredients that Song Chen brought out. It seemed that they were really different from those that she had brought out before.

Song Chen raised his eyebrows proudly, "The food I gave you before was all Sichuan flavor. This time I will give you a fresh taste."

"Then we will wait and see."

Cang Xiuxuan helped with the preparations, and Song Chen began to prepare the mushroom soup pot.

There is no chili red oil and it looks very bland.

But it smells very good.

Cang Xiuxuan no longer waited and saw, but actually began to look forward to it.

Just like Song Chen said before, it is a brand new thing.

As the pot boils, the other ingredients are ready.When other people camp, they just order a few ingredients and eat whatever they want, but when they camp, they just move the hot pot restaurant into the tent. If one table is not enough, they take out another one from the space.

Anyway, as long as I want to eat something, I will get the freshest food from the space.

Even the meat is the same, freshly cut and sliced.

All creatures in the space are controlled by Song Chen's thoughts, and she can perform any operation.

Killing pigs and slaughtering cows is just a thought that passes by.

Looking at the ingredients on the table, Cang Xiuxuan moved his index finger.

I have been living in a guest house these days, and the food I eat is all so-called restaurant food, but the taste is really not good at all.

He is really fasting now, as if he has not eaten meat for a long time.

Song Chen couldn't help but laugh when she saw him like this. After all, she had rarely seen Cang Xiuxuanhui live like this just for a bite to eat.

"Let's start~"

Song Chen handed him the chopsticks, "Try it carefully. This kind of hot pot is quite good, very delicious."

Cang Xiuxuan nodded, made some soup first, and took a sip. It was really delicious.

The kind that makes your tongue taste fresh.

Neither of them said anything else. Cang Xiuxuan was concentrating on eating, while Song Chen was eating and watching him.

Coupled with the warm yellow light inside the tent, the years are indescribably peaceful.

She is truly grateful for these adventures and the space she has.

No matter which era they go to, they can live the life they want as they please.

After eating and drinking enough, Song Chen will still handle the garbage that needs to be disposed of. Basically, he has a space in his hand, and he doesn’t have to worry about anything. These things are buried in the soil of the space. Not only will they not cause any pollution, they can also be converted into Fertilizer for the land.

After finishing all these things, the two of them walked out of the tent hand in hand and took a walk to eat.

After walking some distance and looking at the lights inside their tent, both of them smiled knowingly.

"Although this is a deserted place, having this little light gives me a sense of belonging."

The so-called sense of belonging is something Song Chen has been looking for in ancient times. After all, when she first arrived in a place, the strangeness was really a bit overwhelming. At that time, her heart was really covered by her family bit by bit. Warm.

But in another era, Cang Xiuxuan became an outsider. Song Chen knew that Cang Xiuxuan must have felt this way. No matter how important she was in his heart, Dayong was not only his hometown, but also his master He has invested so much of his efforts in running this country.

Cang Xiuxuan tightened his grip on Song Chen's shoulders, "The sense of belonging is a very nihilistic thing, and it is indeed what we have been pursuing, but now it sounds like it is something we should pursue."

After saying that, Cang Xiuxuan turned his head and kissed Song Chen on the face.

"But my sense of belonging is always there, don't worry."

Song Chen leaned against him and just smiled without answering.

How could she not hear these words of comfort to her? She was a person with personal experience. Although Cang Xiuxuan's heart was stronger than she imagined, she was still a person with feelings no matter what.

And this person is still someone she cares about, how could she not know it clearly.

But he still refused to admit it, and there was no need for her to continue asking.

All she can do is let him feel her care more in the future.

Also, she must let him find his own sense of worth. This kind of thing can erase other feelings in people's hearts to a certain extent.

(End of this chapter)