After resting for a while, Cheng Qing got up. She had missed one main meal today and was very hungry. She had to go back to make dinner.
I took 2 bowls of instant porridge, took them apart and poured them into the pot, cut the sweet potatoes into pieces, and threw them in together. The seasoning packets in the instant porridge are salty, and the sweet potatoes have their own sweetness. There is no need to add additional seasonings. It is better to add the seasonings.
Use the bag as salt.
On days when there are no seasonings, you have to be careful when cooking.
Instead of making stew this time, she was going to try stir-frying. The 6 bowls of animal fat she ordered couldn't be wasted.
Cut the tender tenderloin, cucumber, garlic and ginger into slices, heat the pan, scoop out a piece of oil with a spoon and put it in.
Cheng Qing was startled when she heard the sound of frying water and oil. When she was on Earth, she still had very few opportunities to focus on her homework. Now, after a long distance, her memory is blurry.
She became even more unfamiliar with cooking. She forgot to wipe the pot she had washed...
Fortunately, there was not much water, and it returned to tranquility after a while, leaving only the aroma of oil in the air.
Stir-fry the garlic and ginger, add the meat slices, stir-fry until raw, then add the seasoning packet, and finally the cucumber.
She didn't know if it was due to species differences, but the tender tenderloin was light pink in color. She wasn't sure whether it was cooked or not, so she picked up a piece and took a bite.
Blow the hot air and put it in your mouth.
Cheng Qing's tongue was burned first, and then he was overwhelmed by the aroma of meat, which was so tender that he didn't even need to chew it.
I originally wanted to bite it open to see if the meat inside had changed color, but I got so excited that I stuffed the whole piece of meat into my mouth.
Wow, this is a hundred times more delicious than barbecue.
It’s not without reason that I complain that steaks have to be divided into parts.
Yesterday, I used Andrusacus leg meat for the stew. It has a certain toughness in taste. When I stewed it in the last two pots, it was still short, and the meat was not as tender as it should be. So it is fragrant, but amazing.
The temperature is much lower than this stir-fry.
Cheng Qing couldn't wait to turn off the heat and put it on the table. He ate the whole pot of cucumber-fried pork slices with the thick sweet potato porridge.
I cook it at home, so of course I don’t want to put in meat. A small amount of cucumber and sweet potato just play a role in relieving tiredness.
After one meal, Cheng Qing was satisfied and his belly was bulging again.
She patted her round belly, and Ge You lay down on the chair. She always felt that if she ate like this every day, she would not grow taller, and she would definitely develop horizontally.
He stretched lazily and called the seven Cheng family members back, asking them to wash their hands and faces first, and then pick out the ingredients for cooking.
27 little ones can catch up with the appetite of 7 or 8 adults. She doesn’t have time to cook a big pot of rice, so she should leave it to them!
The seven members of the Cheng family looked at each other and huddled together to discuss for a few seconds. After the meeting, each of them brought a family member to help them work in the small kitchen.
He quickly made two pots of tomato stew, served with 10 steamed buns and 10 breadfruit, and his craftsmanship was as good as Cheng Qing's.
Smelling the sweet and sour tomato aroma in the air, Cheng Qing couldn't hold it back and shamelessly took two sips, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
tasty!
It was also at this time that Cheng Qing discovered that the seven little ones were extremely capable of imitation. The tomato stew was an imitation of the corn stew she made for lunch, and they were not completely copies, but also innovative.
This is something that has never happened in the past few days. To be more precise, it has never happened before the Big Four were created.
The work done by the three little ones was completely step-by-step.
Cheng Qing couldn't help but look at the family group sitting in rows, washing hands and eating. After a few days, except for the initial increase in stature, the family group showed no signs of evolution.
She inevitably had some doubts, was it not enough in quantity? Or was it some other reason that delayed the child's development?!
Cheng Qing called the four big ones over and ordered: "Go and make some family groups when you have time. Don't make too many. Let's try making 5 for each person?"
She's afraid she won't be able to support any more.
The big four tilted their heads, turned around and discussed with the three little ones again, and finally Cheng Qing nodded firmly.
The two groups of people moved separately. Cheng Mary and Cheng Tom followed Cheng Aotian to dig the box, leaving four big ones squatting at the door and pinching mud.
When Cheng Qing walked over, Cheng Jie Ke was chattering and teaching his friends how to pinch it better.
Cheng Jie Ke is truly a master of craftsmanship. He actually carved out standard facial features with wood thorns. Perhaps because he met too few people and lacked a template for enlightenment, the little figures he carved out had the same appearance, with narrow eyes, narrow nose, and thin lips.
The angles are exactly the same, they look like quintuplets, but they are finally outside the scope of a horror movie.
The most important thing is that they have a standard human figure, the kind that can stretch out five fingers.
Cheng Qing was almost moved to tears. Finally, he no longer had to do some mental training for himself before opening the door to meet the ‘employees’!
She decided that Cheng Jie Ke would be responsible for all future handwork, and she would vigorously cultivate him, the future artist!
The other three had Cheng Jieke's personal guidance. Even if they were not perfect, they each had their own characteristics. Some had bigger eyes, some had bigger mouths, and one had the wide shoulders and narrow waist of a bodybuilder.
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Everyone is more handsome than her!
Cheng Qing looked at the three little ones running around the territory, carefree. Under such a strong contrast, the guilt in his heart finally broke out.
It's her fault...
Obviously the thinking of individuals is different. Whether it is 3 little ones or 4 big ones, even Cheng Jieke, who is occasionally online in aesthetics, does not think that he is worse than any other little person. They are still very proud. After all, the family group is just them.
It was randomly pinched, not made by Cheng Qing himself.
Their very different looks completely represent their uniqueness.
Cheng Qing tested it several times and saw that the seven little ones didn't care at all, so he put the matter aside. He must not let aesthetic anxiety spread to other races.
The night came quietly and left quietly.
For the first time in six days, Cheng Qing had a particularly solid sleep.
After waking up, she was in a trance. She opened the window and took a look in disbelief. She breathed a sigh of relief when she found that her territory was still full of life.
Then the D area communication platform was opened, and everything was peaceful, mostly expressing feelings about having a good sleep.
——Thank you to the game system for sparing my life!
——Thanks +1
——I just learned that staying up too late will cause hair loss and gain weight. Obviously I don’t have enough to eat every day.
——I can survive if I stay up half a night longer, thanks to the game system!
Cheng Qing looked at it twice and turned it off.
Although the D-zone communication platform can upload pictures and videos, players attach great importance to personal privacy, and speech barrages still occupy a dominant position.
What makes Cheng Qing strange is that the avatar of the player she wanted to add as a friend yesterday was blackened, which undoubtedly meant that this person was dead.
Nothing dangerous happened last night, so why did he die so suddenly?
Soon, Cheng Qing got the answer on the platform.
The player's friend spoke up.
Feng Lang, a land player in Area 22: Do you still have humanity? You say you don’t believe in the existence of god-level fruits, but you touch my friend’s territory and kill him!
Feng Lang, a land player in Area 22: Let me tell you, the fruit won’t work if you eat it. You beasts, who the hell cut off my friend’s arm?
Feng Lang, a land player in Area 22: If you have the guts, admit it. When player battles are opened, I will make a life-or-death fight with you!
Feng Lang, a land player in Area 22: Ahhhh, I’m going to kill you bastards!
Happy Youth Day to my little cuties~~~No, no, no, you will always be babies and will always be held in the palm of someone’s hand.