Traveling Through the Stars

  Chapter 416 Still Conscience

  Qi Rong said so, Luo Bi no longer insisted on giving Starcoin to the little brothers.

  After sending Qi Rong and Qi Zhan away, Luo Bi looked at the red garlic for a while and decided to make pickled garlic. There is a theory of pickled Laba garlic in the previous life, but Laba will not be a day in the future interstellar era. Whether it is Laba or not, as long as it is a very cold day, if it is pickled, it will be a big deal.

   Turned to Xingwang and purchased a lot of earthenware pots, salt, crystal sugar, and fruit vinegar. Soon, the purchases arrived.

  Looking at the time it was still early, Robbie washed the pots one by one and placed them on the balcony to control water stains. Shaking the water in her hand, she poured several kilograms of red garlic from the bag, pulled a small chair and sat down, and peeled off the skin of the red garlic.

  Peeling the red garlic is a bit troublesome. It took Robbie a long time to finish the peeling. It was cleaned under the faucet and spread out next to the dried green radish to dry the water. Whether it's a clay pot or red garlic, I can't control the moisture for a while. Robbie doesn't care when he finishes it, and goes to the large balcony to cook dinner.

  Fengling comes back late every day. After Luo Bi had dinner alone, he lay on the bed and played with his brain, waiting for someone to come back.

  Every time Feng Ling sees Luo Bi waiting for him to come back to sleep, his heart can't help being warm. After going to bed at night, it is not enough to hug someone. This woman is still conscientious, and it is not vain that he makes many concessions for Luo Bi.

  The next day, Luo Bi went out again before Feng Ling woke up. She had to sleep for a while before getting up.

  Fengling left breakfast for Robbie before going out. Robbie got up to eat the ready-made breakfast and went back to the bedroom balcony to pickle garlic. There are many ways to pickle garlic. Robbie only vaguely remembers the method of pickling garlic at home. As for the more complicated ones, she didn't specialize in this in her previous life, so naturally she didn't.

  Put the dried red garlic into a clay pot, and then put in an appropriate amount of salt. How to say the appropriate amount, I can’t say, because Robbie hasn’t counted it, anyway, it looks pretty good. The earthenware pot is full, put in crystal sugar, only two or three pieces, Robbie doesn't like sweets, because she is afraid that putting too much will not be right for her taste.

  Finally, add fruit vinegar at a ratio of three to one. The fruit vinegar should be covered with red garlic. Cover the lid and seal it. Put it on the balcony and set aside.

  Robi is trying to make it, so he only washed a few catties of red garlic, and only three clay pots were marinated. After working for a long time, Luo Bi was tired. She stood at Liulibao and watched the snow for a while. It was boring to watch the snow for a long time. She opened the door and went out to the large balcony to find food.

  Tong Yiting and Jiang Zhi are chatting on the large balcony, but they don’t know what they are talking about, their heads close together and their voices are low.

   Seeing Luo Bi, Jiang Zhi smiled and said, "Robi, what do you do all day long? Practice extraction together."

Luo Bi paused. Nima Jiangzhi is a very purposeful person. This unreasonably invited her to practice extracting and affirming the impure purpose. Besides, the relationship between them is not good, and they don’t deal with each other. embarrassment.

   "I won't." Luo Bi replied. She is best at telling lies with her eyes open.

  Jiang Zhi smiled: “I said it’s practice, it doesn’t matter.”

   Talking, she took out a dozen bi-stones from the storage bracelet, and then waved at Robbie: "Come here, you can practice together and exchange experiences between the students."

  Alas, people just know how to talk. Robbie smiled inexplicably, but how to talk depends on what kind of person she meets. She doesn’t want to eat, “I’m not free, besides, I don’t have a jadeite in my hand.”

  Poor, Tong Yiting cursed secretly in her heart, and said impatiently: "Jiang Zhi, forget it."

  (End of this chapter)