After everyone happily bought a lot of New Year's goods, except for a few small ones, everyone carried two bags on the left and right, and then squeezed the subway back together.
The subway is extremely crowded today.
But these days everyone seemed very polite, courteous to each other, and orderly.
After purchasing the New Year's goods, everyone started to prepare as soon as they returned.
Those who handle food, tidy up the room, and put up decorations all need to be prepared in advance.
In a blink of an eye, the day of the Spring Festival has arrived.
On this day, Han Ziang had just returned from exercise.
Since his retirement, under the advice of Fang Yu and others, he has also started to maintain his health and exercise his muscles every day.
As soon as he returned to the yard, Han Ziang's terminal rang.
He opened it and saw that it was Liu Peiqiang's video application.
Wasn’t it just a few months ago...
However, he immediately remembered that since the Spring Festival was celebrated in the underground city, these distant heroes who guarded the Blue Star in the starry sky would not be excluded.
In fact, this is exactly what he thought. Although the purpose of this Spring Festival is not pure, the meaning is indeed extraordinary. Therefore, all Chinese staff of the Navigator Space Station have a New Year's Eve today to exchange ideas with their families.
Opportunity to bless.
Although in order to ensure the operation of the space station, everyone has staggered the time, and some calls are even scheduled in the early morning.
But this will be announced at tonight's Spring Festival broadcast to make sure everyone is aware of it and waiting for it.
However, according to Chinese Spring Festival customs, there is also a saying of staying up late on New Year's Eve, so staying up late has no impact.
In order to ensure a smooth and successful Spring Festival this time, the United Nations has done its best.
All automated equipment will be fully activated on the Spring Festival day, and the original workers can go home and reunite without being on duty.
Non-essential factories and shops have been closed.
This Spring Festival, in this era of wandering, is destined to be a celebration that will go down in history!
Soon, it was night time.
At this time, every house in the underground city was brightly lit, and people inside the houses were busy.
The yard is no exception.
Today, several people who are good at cooking showed off their skills and each went into the kitchen to cook their own special dish.
While everyone was preparing the meal, Liu Chunyan took Liu Qi aside and secretly asked a few questions.
After Liu Qi answered a few words, he fell into thinking. After communicating for a few more words, he nodded, as if he had agreed to something.
Then Liu Qi was pulled into the kitchen by Liu Chunyan. After a while, he came out with a happy face, then sat on a chair and waited by himself.
Liu Peiqiang's allocated video time is 21:15, which is considered a good time. Although he was not allocated the New Year's Eve time, he could at least communicate with his family earlier, and he was satisfied.
It was still the familiar big round table, filled with various dishes.
This time the dungeon released the already scarce inventory at once.
If there were no rice bugs, after this Spring Festival, all dungeons would enter a stage where food is scarce.
But nowadays, apart from nutritional bars, there are only dried earthworms on the market.
Perhaps, according to the talent of Chinese foodies, dried earthworms may later become earthworm noodles, spicy earthworms, earthworm cakes, earthworm sticks and so on.
But it is undeniable that at that time, it would have been impossible to have as complete a meal as it is now.
On the round table, close to Han Ziang's table, there was another dish covered with a lid.
He didn't pay much attention.
After all, after many dishes are cooked, they will be equipped with a lid for taste or surprise. Today is the Spring Festival, so it is normal to prepare a little surprise.
Several people took turns cooking, and the dishes everyone chose were not complicated, but basically home-cooked dishes. Soon, what was supposed to be put on the table was already placed.
Under everyone's table is a bottle of sugar-free Happy Water, which is the most popular drink in the dungeon.
There is also a bottle of Wuliangye on the table that Chen Xue and Liu Qi were qualified to purchase only due to their own ranks.
Wine is extremely scarce in the dungeon.
Most of the wines on the market are preserved from the old days.
There is also a small part produced by the underground city, but the quantity is not large, so the price is very expensive.
After all, Blue Star and Wartime knew each other quite well at this time, and the prices of tobacco, alcohol, medical equipment, etc. naturally increased.
The bottle of wine was passed around, and the adults each poured a little into their glasses.
No one here is very good at wine.
The reason why I spent a lot of money to buy it was mainly for its symbolic meaning.
Good wine and good food, nothing more than that.
Liu Qi deliberately came to Han Ziang's side, then stretched out his hand and spoke to him mysteriously.
"Old man, take a look and see if this suits your liking~"
As he spoke, he lifted the covered dish plate in front of Han Ziang's table.
There was no golden light coming out, and there were no unique special effects. There was only an ordinary egg fried rice on the plate.
There's still steam coming out of it.
Han Ziang was stunned.
If it's just an ordinary egg fried rice, then it's nothing.
It's just that this egg fried rice contains some diced xianggu, radish, and even some diced cabbage.
Maybe you put too much of these things in, and the rice absorbed too much water and became a bit soft.
It looks a bit like vegetable rice.
It looks a bit like Yangzhou fried rice.
But when it is said to be Yangzhou Fried Rice, Yangzhou Fried Rice clearly indicates that it is not a family tree.
This egg fried rice makes both vegetable rice and Yangzhou fried rice silent.
But in Han Ziang's eyes, he suddenly seemed to have returned to the scene more than ten years ago, when he was eating the egg fried rice made by his wife and making complaints about it.
"Are you sure this is egg fried rice?"
"Yes, there are eggs and rice, fried over high heat, authentic egg fried rice!"
Han Ziang flipped through the diced xianggu, diced carrots and diced cabbage on the rice and continued to complain.
“Why can’t it be Yangzhou fried rice?”
“Yangzhou fried rice is white and this is yellow, isn’t it obvious?!”
The wife is trying to reason with her.
He took a bite, and the soft texture made him sigh after swallowing, and continued.
“Actually, this vegetable rice is quite delicious.”
"This is egg...fried...rice!"
Danger!
!
Han Ziang’s radar alarmed like crazy!
He immediately took a big bite and ate it, giving a thumbs up as he ate.
"Yes, yes, this bowl of egg fried rice! The taste is really... amazing!"
Maybe he was eating in a hurry, so he choked and kept coughing, and coughed the rice into the bowl again.
His wife was amused by the way he was pretending to be doing his homework. She poured a glass of water and handed it to him, speaking softly.
