Across the Stars

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At this time, it was very late, about 8 o’clock in the evening, but the people who had the task had not left yet.

The inventory is finished, and no one will leave the day’s harvest.

The dazzling lights were turned on, and the entire material warehouse was as bright as day. Jiang Yixin moved the spaceship under the bamboo basket. Robbie thought about it. She didn’t want that litter of piglets and threw it to Mi Yue. Lieutenant General.

Jiang Yixin looked eagerly and asked in a low voice: “Why don’t you want it again?”

Don’t give it to him! Not long ago, all this was thrown to Mi Fatty, and Jiang Yixin was not sure to get a litter of small pigs back from Cheapskate. Jiang Yixin was weak in carrying the bamboo basket, and there were several small pigs in a litter.

“I find it troublesome and difficult to raise.” Robbie thinks that raising a litter of small soil pigs is not cost-effective. She wants pigs, but she can’t calculate them carefully. She may often follow them in the future. Task, who is free to feed the pigs?

Besides, don’t pigs eat? No matter how small the pigs are, they can eat food, and they still eat wild fruits. These need to be collected during missions.

It takes five months for a litter of small pigs to be eaten from birth. Robbie is no longer interested in it. It takes too long.

Robbie talked to Jiang Yixin in the open space next to the material warehouse. Jiang Yixin frowned. It is troublesome to raise a litter of small soil pigs, but he is still a bit pity, plus the female soil pigs are six soil pigs. Pig, just throw it to Lieutenant General Mi.

Lieutenant General Mi did not lose out to Robbie. He asked the sergeant to chop ten catties of exotic animal meat from the wings of the Yan Duck beast. Jiang Yixin helped put it into a cardboard box and put a bamboo basket of soil pigs into military suspension. Take Robbie home in the car.

Qin Cui and Huang Xinling did not leave, they crowded in the crowd to buy what they fancy, and Wen Fei did the same, and the family members of the garrison who came later would take the opportunity to buy them if needed.

Jiang Yixin took Robbie home and went to the large balcony and asked: “Where do you put the soil pig?”

Robbie put a large piece of wing on the kitchen cutting board and ran back “Move to the planting field!”

In the past, Robbie was in the planting field when he was raising partridges. Jiang Yixin walked away. Robbie followed to the planting field and pointed out a location. Jiang Yixin arranged it. The local pig grabbed the wild fruit from the bag and gave it to the local pig.

Under the planting field, Jiang Yixin left.

Robbie did not leave anyone to eat, and there are not many nutrients and energy ingredients at home. She doesn’t need to be generous. She returned to the large balcony, washed her hands and cut a piece of meat from the wing, which was more than a catty, and picked it up from the large piece of wing.

I moved the energy wood for a meal from the hill, and blanched the wings in cold water.

For a little marinade, Robbie puts various seasonings in braised wings for an hour, and then puts them on the grill for roasting. This cooking has just been learned with Li Feng, and she glanced at Li Feng cooking, roughly that’s it.

It was already late when Feng Ling came back. Because there were Thunder Flame Warriors on the mission, most of them didn’t rest at this point. Upon entering the door and smelling the scent of food, Feng Ling warmed his heart, put down his military jacket and raised his feet on the large balcony.

“Why did it come so late?” Robbie brought the ingredients to the table and asked casually. Fengling can pick up what he can say, and don’t say what he can’t say. Robbie is so casual. ask.

Feng Ling washed her hands and helped to set the table and chopsticks: “There is a military meeting.”

Well, Robbie won’t inquire about the sergeant meeting. She only cares about what she cares about. : “Do you have a mission tomorrow?”