Gourmet Live Room

After the winning prizes were handed out, Erha couldn’t bear it any longer, and looked out the door with Fanfan’s eyes, and ran to open the door when he heard the sound of ‘jiu chirp’.

Xiaonan walked in swaggeringly, and Jiang Xiaoyu followed behind her with an expression of not being able to bear to look directly at her. A white animal jumped in after Xiaonan.

“Brother, look, from now on it will be 033 No. 2.”

Xiaonan and Su Yemu pointed at a rabbit-like animal about the size of a lamb, with excited faces.

This animal had short white fur all over its body, its two long ears were trembling, its eyes were flushed, and its lips were facing Su Yemu: “Chirp, chirp, chirp!”

“Is this sheep? Rabbit? Chicken?”

“Brother, of course it’s a rabbit! It’s our family from today on.”

Xiaonan said, “Brother, I’m hungry.”

Su Yemu: “…”

“Chirp!”

“You’re a rabbit, not a chicken.”

“Choo!”

No. 033 flipped his head, skipped over Su Yemu, and landed on the table.

Su Yemu: Was that contempt just now?

An extra member of the family, a vegetable eater? I thought too much, it eats meat.

How did Su Yemu know? Obviously, when Su Yemu brought the vegetables in front of it, it knocked it over, and Xiaonan patted it on the head: “Eat it!”

The little rabbit lay on the table with its front feet moving back and forth. Biting the dishes on the table into his mouth bit by bit, his eyes peeked at the braised pork slices in Su Yemu’s bowl from time to time.

Su Yemu tried to give the little rabbit a piece of stewed pork, and it ate it cheerfully, even making the sound of ‘chirp chirp chirp’.

Su Yemu: Wasn’t it agreed that after the founding of the People’s Republic of China, animals were not allowed to become spirits?

Of course, the small pot of green vegetables fell into the little rabbit’s mouth under Xiaonan’s glaring gaze.

After a busy night, Su Yemu fell asleep early, and then he dreamed again.

In the dark night, there was no sound. This was a child of seven or eight years old. He was dressed in rags and had bruises all over his body. He stood on the terrace of the palace, looking up at the starry sky. There was a maturity on his face that did not belong to this age. He seemed to feel someone coming, so he turned around.

“Who are you?”

The immature voice was full of doubts and sharpness. Before Su Yemu could answer, the sky behind him suddenly distorted, forming a huge vortex, as if trying to suck people in. The scene flickered, and the child in front of him entered the vortex and turned into a man in the black military uniform as he asked coldly, “Who are you?”

Su Yemu was overwhelmed by his momentum, stepped back a little, and gritted his teeth: “It doesn’t matter what my name is, but I refuse you to enter my dream.”

Who hasn’t ordered a little secret yet!

“Boom!”

“Warning, warning, warning, the mental riots of high-spirited fighters have reached the fourth-level critical point, please isolate the mental rioters immediately. Protect the therapist and evacuate.”

At dawn, the Poseidon Fortress suddenly raised the alarm and woke up a crowd.

General Alan and General Heka jumped up from the bed at the same time, put on their clothes and rushed out. The two met downstairs and ran in the direction of the mental riot alarm. The closer they got, the heavier the pressure of high mental power. Until tehri faces instantly turned white.

“When Marshal came back from Purcell, wasn’t his mania said to have been cured?” General Heka yelled, the military department was to issue a press release to the media today, Marshal would enter Neptune tomorrow, and lead his generals of the three armies into the palace to report on their duties, now this draft, was it still possible to send it out?

“Who will rule?”

When the marshal returned to the fortress, he was very surprised. Historically, there were not many soldiers who died of mental fluctuations. In fact, they thought about it. When they saw the marshal again, what they brought back might be a corpse.

Later, the Marshal returned, looking fine, and said nothing about the period of his disappearance.

When the two arrived at the marshal’s residence, several guards had already fallen to the ground with blood stains at the corners of their mouths. In just a minute, generals, big and small, also arrived, and the military doctor was dragged by the chief of staff, his face turning pale.

General Heka and Alan looked at each other, and under the deterrent force of the marshal’s mental power, they rushed towards the door of the Marshal’s room together, ready to hit the door directly.

“Crack!”

The suffocating pressure disappeared, the door was opened, and Alan and Heka hurriedly stopped to avoid bumping into the marshal.

He Yunting propped one hand on the edge of the door, his forehead was sweating faintly, and his shirtless chest was dripping with sweat. The sweat slid down his muscles, crossed his belt, and soaked into his black military trousers.

The military doctor secretly swallowed his saliva, was it really okay to show up like this?

He Yunting wiped off his sweat and waved to the crowd: “Everyone go back!”

“Yes!”

Everyone knocked their heels, saluted the marshal, turned and left.

After the door was closed, He Yunting slumped and sat on the ground with his hands on his propped up knees. Through the window, He Yunting looked at the gradually rising sun outside and chuckled.

“Hehe!”

Refuse me to enter your dream? So cute.

Su Yemu shivered, woke up and looked outside, it was already dawn.

Grandpa Zong wanted to test the kiln today, so he had to go there early.

After Su Yemu washed up, he went to the kitchen to make breakfast. Today, he was going to eat down, first boil water.

Opening the lid of the pot, a white fluffy animal was sleeping soundly in the pot, and its three-petal mouth occasionally makes a “chirp, chirp, chirp” sound. Su Yemu used great self-control to not let himself put star anise, pepper, dried chili and salt on it.

The pot was really useless, so Su Yemu put the lid on the pot again, carried the pot to the corner of the living room, went back to the kitchen, and continued making breakfast.

Su Yemu made egg noodles[1] for breakfast today, but when he was looking for noodles, he realized that yesterday’s hawthorn syrup hadn’t been delivered and was still in the refrigerator.

Su Yemu thought about it, divided it into two parts and packed them in jars, ready to give away.

If he wanted to say one place where the tableware made of synthetic materials was better than the bottles and cans made of porcelain, it was for preservation. These materials had the function of preserving quality, so it was no wonder that porcelain was gradually eliminated.

The two children got up one after another, and Jiang Xiaoyu came over and rushed out the door; Xiaonan woke up and the only thing she did was to find No. 033 No. 2.

“Number two, number two…”

Erha: “Why do you think you’re calling me?”

Jiang Xiaoyu raised a smiley face, watching Xiaonan scurry around, and said “hmm…” in his mouth.

Erha rolled his eyes, he couldn’t figure out why Jiang Xiaoyu thought the fierce Xiaonan was cute. When Xiaonan pushed him on a chair and asked him his identity before when he came to see the master, she had left a mental shadow on him.

Erha and Jiang Xiaoyu had no part in Grandpa Zong’s trip this time, they had to practice knife skills at home, learn to fry sugar, and learn how to knead noodles.

Taking Xiaonan and No. 033 No. 2, Su Yemu went to the farm first. The building was basically completed, and the rest was software, planting lotus flowers, making waterwheels, etc. It seemed that the construction could be completed in less than ten days.

Su Yemu was thinking, if he should advance the research, the farm would not be able to open. He didn’t have a chef certificate, so he couldn’t open it.

When he arrived at Grandpa Zong’s place, Boss Hei saw Su Yemu coming, shook hands with Su Yemu enthusiastically, and took the two bags in Su Yemu’s hand away.

Before Su Yemu could react, Bai Jun glared at Boss Hei. Boss Hei laughed twice and handed it to him: “Military advisor.”

Bai Jun took it and handed it back to Su Yemu; Su Yemu took back one bag: “This bag is for Boss Hei. You can drink it directly. If you find it too sweet, you can soak it in water.”

Boss Hei immediately rushed Bai Jun to make him some hawthorn water, and then the two brothers hugged Su Yemu’s shoulders and went to see the porcelain kiln.

For kiln firing, Su Yemu definitely did not have the craftsmanship of Grandpa Zong. The only thing he was better than Grandpa Zong at was that he had seen the finished products of Jinde Kiln with his own eyes.

There was a saying once used to praise the beauty of Jinde porcelain[2], which is as white as jade, as thin as paper, as bright as a mirror, and as loud as a chime.

When the prescription was given to Grandpa Zong, Su Yemu did not expect to find kaolin. ②Kaolin is a non-metallic mineral, because it is white and fine, it is also called dolomite. It is a very scarce clay land and an extremely precious resource.

Saier star had such resources, why was it said that the resources are poor? Could it be that in the interstellar era, they don’t like this resource anymore?

The blank was still in the sun, and it would take two days to start carving and glazing. Grandpa Zong called Su Yemu to come over, mainly to let him see if the previous process was qualified. The plum pattern Su Yemu gave had already been copied by the master. After Su Yemu had checked that there was no problem, he could follow this procedure.

“It’s better than I expected.” Su Yemu showed his appreciation ability when he looked at the real thing, let him look at the blank, really inexperienced, so he could only say yes when he thought it was good: “However, I am not a professional…”

“It’s okay,” Grandpa Zong said with a faint smile on his always serious face, “Okay, that’s good.”