Chapter 128

Many are relatively simple foods like Kanto cooking. Just cook them at the bottom of a pot of soup, and some are ethnic foods. However, for the current conditions, this kind of thing is delicious enough.

Zhang Yuan ate a meatball he didn't usually like to eat into his stomach. With that spicy taste, he choked directly into his throat and almost shed tears.

Maybe it's because the chili oil of Chaotian pepper is a little too spicy, or maybe it's for some other reason

How long ago was the last time he had this taste?

"Well, I'm good at cooking! I made these fish balls myself. " Lin Xuanxuan asked with a smile, looking at him with a pair of eyes.

Zhang Yuan doesn't know what to say. The taste is actually quite ordinary. No matter how to make the balls, it's just like that.

However, the food made by yourself and cooked in chili water seem to have a different feeling, and the taste is a little different.

That feeling is

Soul!

"Very good, just a little spicy!" As he spoke, he couldn't help wiping the sweat on his face.

The spicy taste made him unable to distinguish other flavors.

In other words, eating itself is not taste, but nostalgia for hometown

People in various places have their own tastes. In the northwest, there is the taste of mutton and sliced noodles. In Shandong, there is the taste of steamed stuffed buns and dumplings wrapped with pork. In Sichuan, there is a pot of rolling red oil. In the south of the Yangtze River, there are sweet and exquisite lotus roots stuffed with the aroma of glutinous rice.

Although this spicy flavor is not the flavor of his real hometown, it is also memorable enough. Because the whole earth is already a big hometown. Even if you eat spaghetti... It's the taste of hometown.

"That Chaotian pepper is really hot. It should be planted in the botanical garden. It can be cultivated at one time for many years... By the way, are you the sister of Sichuan and bring a bottle of chili oil to the ship?"

"You guess, you guess..." Lin Xuanxuan's face was red and had been smoked by the spicy taste.

"I don't think so. You're so afraid of spicy!"

"Don't I look like a hot girl? Ha! "

After a while, a large army came.

It is said that Mr. Zhang Yuan, who is "generous and hospitable", will invite everyone to dinner. Everyone is very interested. Especially when walking into the canteen, many former Xia people smelled the familiar smell and showed interest.

The whole dinner is in the form of buffet. Of course, you can also choose to do it yourself.

At this moment, what almost everyone thinks of is not the dishes made by a few star hotel or a chef, but the smell of their hometown in childhood.

Many people eat and chat together. The overall atmosphere is very good.

"It's too hot, too hot. I really don't understand why you abuse yourself. According to scientific research, spicy is actually a toxin! " John ran over and said in a sweat.

"I want some sugar. Do you have any sugar!"

His whole face swelled up after eating, and his tongue stuck out. There was no way to retract it.

"Who says eating is just for health? Eat just to taste. " Zhang Yuan said with a smile, "John, enjoy the delicious food... The food varieties of Xia people are much richer than yours."

"Well... Black rice is really good. It would be even better if you could add a little curry. Unfortunately, it's a pity that there is no curry. "

"Curry bibimbap?"

"Yes!"

Zhang Yuan really can't agree with this guy's life taste.

The atmosphere is becoming more and more warm. It seems that we have not experienced such a lively scene for a long time. Even some people who didn't like lively originally enjoy it.

"Be quiet, everybody be quiet!"

A young man suddenly shouted excitedly, "now let's invite... Ms. anfeifei to perform a program for everyone."

A girl seemed to have failed in the game of "adventure". She summoned up the courage to go on stage and sang an old song with a red face.

"Feeling stops at my fingertips, like an instant frozen time.

Remember to look into my firm eyes, maybe there is no tomorrow.

Facing the vast sea of stars, we are as small as dust... "

No accompaniment, just singing.

The singer's level was not bad. The light voice echoed at the top of everyone's heart and made everyone stop talking.

Zhang Yuan raised his head.

Gathering light years away, most of the same kind are sleeping. Maybe tomorrow is a dream that can't wake up.

Three thousand years is too short, just a moment in the universe.

Three thousand years is too long. Maybe when you wake up, even the human civilization behind you will disappear.

I don't know why, there was a faint sense of bitterness in Zhang Yuan's heart.

If you count the false age, he is over 200 years old. According to the real age, he is also 27 years old. He has experienced enough things and is no longer an ignorant student who has just graduated.

But now, a little food and a gathering can make him feel a taste called happiness, which was unimaginable before.

Perhaps, floating in the vast universe, depending on this Mothership, I don't know my final fate or the future.

1.2 light years away, although there are more of the same kind, they do not belong to the same era as them.

Never return to that beautiful and rough world.

This feeling of loneliness has never been experienced, and may never really know.

The singer finished a song, bowed and stepped down.

make love!

Applause thundered.

Then, someone came on stage spontaneously and played a "childhood memory" with the harmonica.

My heart filled with memories of my childhood. I remember when I was a child, my father liked to play some pure music at home.

Now in this lonely little environment, suddenly hearing this song really reminds people of many things buried in the depths of memory, happy and sad

Next, another young man came on stage and performed his basketball skills.

"Hello, my name is Xu Kun. I'm a level 10 staff member of the communication department. I like singing, dancing, playing basketball and rap..."

“music！”

"Shh!" There was a whistle under the stage.

To be honest, because he didn't play basketball for a long time, the boy's technology was a little bad, but a little funny performance brought a happy atmosphere.

These performers are voluntary. Zhang Yuan feels that his palms are a little red.

Three hours later, in a cheerful atmosphere, the dinner was over.

Overall, the dinner was quite pleasant and nothing happened.

Many guys who always keep a straight face once burst into a smile. Anyway, there's no harm in getting together more and making more friends