Chapter 879: Where did this come from? (2)
“I planted it, the first one is for the fish to eat, and there are more.”
Shu Yue’s soft voice was filled with a little happiness, “Is it delicious?”
She thinks it must be delicious.
Bai Hengyu got the answer he wanted, and the waves in his eyes calmed down.
He grabbed the little girl's soft little hand and handed the strawberry back to her mouth. He watched her take a bite slowly before replying to her.
“It’s delicious, but we can’t eat too much at night. We just have to taste it.”
Shuyue smacked her lips. The taste of milk tea in her mouth was still lingering. It was a bit stringy, but she could still taste the right sweetness and sourness of strawberry. She noticed more, but didn't think about it. .
When picking strawberries, the space will give feedback on this information, such as net weight, quality, and effects such as nourishing and strengthening the body.
Produced by Space!
It’s not awesome, it’s not the same as normal, can it be stamped as a space product?
Hence, combined with her habitual thinking and her instinctive laziness when she got into a warm bed, she really didn’t think it was anything surprising.
Bai Hengyu only gave Shuyue a taste, and he finished the rest by himself. He threw the strawberry stems into the brazier under the kang, and wiped Shuyue and himself with a warm wet handkerchief. Then he held his future wife-in-law and lay back on the bed, smoothing her hair with extraordinary skill. Watching her obediently close her eyes, he also closed her eyes.
The dried meat is made in the small courtyard.
The space needed is large, and single-person dormitories are definitely not suitable.
However, Qian Pang deliberately kept it secret, so he did not choose the kitchen at the base, and finally chose the small courtyard after discussion.
Due to safety concerns, Shu Yue has not been back to the fence courtyard for a while. This time she heard that the place was chosen, so she simply followed her.
Bai Hengyu was teaching people how to make dried meat in the kitchen. Shuyue took the basket she brought and went to the next door, knocking on Old Man Zong's door.
It was too early. Old Man Zong was a veritable night owl. He had just fallen asleep and was originally very impatient when he was shouted at. But when he saw the little one at the door, he paused and scratched his head. The impatience on his face softened. He has already come down and let people into the house.
Shuyue handed the basket to him. Old man Zong took it, opened it, and was surprised, "This is really good stuff."
In two large porcelain bowls of coarse porcelain, there was half a black-bone chicken and half a bowl of chicken soup.
This is the ginseng, lotus seeds, red dates, wolfberry, black chicken soup that Bai Hengyu stewed last night.
I simmered it all night and simmered it over low heat. This morning, I saw that only half of the casserole pot was filled with water.
Bai Hengyu took apart half a black-bone chicken this morning, tore it into shreds, cooked chicken porridge, and served it with pancakes and steamed buns from the cafeteria for breakfast this morning. The remaining half was brought to Old Man Zong. come over.
The rest is a small half pot of chicken soup, which can hold four or five bowls. It belongs to Bai Lienan Qingyuan and has been taken into the space by Shu Yue. This is enough for Bai Lienan Qingyuan and the two of them to eat for a while.
“I brought you good food! Try it quickly. It’s not much. Eat it while it’s hot.”
Shu Yue smiled with her eyes bent, and the dimples on her cheeks were shallow.
Old man Zong led people to her rest room, carrying things and placing them on the dining table. Shu Yue turned her head curiously.
The inside of this house is very different from what Shu Yue imagined.
The house is also next to a cave, which is even twice as big as the one in Shuyue's house.
Ordinary people usually have a living room, bedroom, kitchen and dining room, but he doesn’t have that here.
(End of this chapter)