Real World Simulator

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 in the past few days, everyone seemed very polite, courteous to each other, and orderly.

After purchasing the new year's goods, as soon as we go back, everyone starts to prepare.

Those who handle food, tidy up the room and clean up, and post red and hang colors all need to be prepared in advance.

In a blink of an eye, it is the day of the Spring Festival.

On this day, Han Ziang had just returned from exercising.

After retiring, under the advice of Fang Yu and others, he also started to maintain his health, exercising his muscles and bones every day.

As soon as he returned to the courtyard, Han Ziang's terminal rang.

He opened it and saw that it was Liu Peiqiang's video application.

Not just a few months ago...

However, he immediately remembered that since the Spring Festival was celebrated in the dungeon, these distant heroes who guarded the blue star in the starry sky would not be excluded.

In fact, it is exactly what he thought. Although the purpose of this Spring Festival is not pure, the meaning is indeed extraordinary. Therefore, all the Chinese staff members of the navigator space station will exchange greetings with their family members on the New Year's Eve. Opportunity to bless.

Although in order to ensure the operation of the space station, everyone staggered the time, and some calls were even scheduled in the early morning.

But this will be announced on the Spring Festival broadcast tonight to make sure everyone knows and waits.

However, according to the customs of the Spring Festival in China, there is also a saying of keeping the year old on New Year's Eve, and staying up late has no effect.

In order to ensure the smooth and complete Spring Festival this time, the United Nations has done its best.

All automation equipment is fully activated on the day of the Spring Festival, and the original workers can go home for reunion without being on duty.

Non-essential factories and shops were closed.

This Spring Festival, in this era of wandering, is destined to be a celebration that can be recorded in the annals of history!

Soon, it was night.

At this time, every house in the underground city was brightly lit, and the shadows inside the houses were busy.

The yard is no exception.

Today, several cooks who know how to cook showed their skills one after another, and each went into the kitchen to cook a special dish of their own.

When everyone was preparing the meals, Liu Chunyan pulled Liu Qi aside and asked a few sneaky questions.

After Liu Qi answered a few words, he fell into thinking, and after communicating a few more words, he nodded, as if he had promised something.

Then Liu Qi was pulled into the kitchen by Liu Chunyan, and after a while, he came out with a happy face, and then sat on the chair and waited by himself.

Liu Peiqiang's video allocation time is 21:15, which is considered a good time. Although he could not allocate it to the New Year's Eve time, at least he could communicate with his family earlier, and he was content.

It was still a familiar big round table filled with various dishes.

This time, the dungeon released the already scarce inventory all at once.

If there were no rice lice, after this Spring Festival, all dungeons would enter a stage of lack of recipes.

But sometimes, apart from nutrition bars on the market, earthworms are dry.

Perhaps, according to Huaxia's foodie talent, the dried earthworms may turn into earthworm noodles, spicy earthworms, earthworm cakes, earthworm sticks and so on.

But it is undeniable that at that time, it was impossible to have such a complete set of meat and meat.

On the round table, near Han Ziang's tabletop, there was another dish covered with a lid.

He didn't pay much attention.

After all, after many dishes are out of the pot, they will be equipped with a lid for taste or surprise. Today is the Spring Festival, and it is normal to prepare for a little surprise.

Several people took turns to cook, and the dishes that everyone chose were not complicated, they were basically home-cooked dishes, and soon, what should be put on the table was already set up.

Under everyone's table is a bottle of Diet Happy Water, the most popular drink in the dungeon.

There was also a bottle of Wuliangye on the table, which Chen Xue and Liu Qin had only applied for the purchase qualifications at their own ranks.

Alcohol is extremely scarce in the dungeon.

Most of the wine on the market is preserved from the old days.

There is also a small part produced by the dungeon itself, but the quantity is not much, so the price is very expensive.

After all, no matter what, Blue Star and the wartime were quite acquainted at this time, and the prices of tobacco, alcohol, medical equipment, etc., naturally went up.

Everyone passed the bottle of wine, and the adults each poured a little into their glasses.

No one here is very good at wine.

The reason why I paid a lot of money to buy it is mainly for a symbolic meaning.

Good food and wine, nothing more.

Liu Qi deliberately came to Han Ziang's side, then stretched out his hand, and said to him mysteriously.

"Old man, take a look, does this suit you~"

As he spoke, he lifted the covered dish in front of Han Ziang's table.

There is no golden light coming out, and there are no special effects. On the plate, there is only an ordinary fried rice with eggs.

It was still steaming.

Han Ziang was stunned.

If it's just ordinary egg fried rice, then it's nothing.

It's just that there are some diced mushrooms, radish, and even some diced cabbage in this egg fried rice.

It may be that these things are put a little too much, the rice absorbs too much water, and it is a bit soft.

It looks a bit like vegetable rice.

It looks a bit like Yangzhou fried rice.

But it is said that it is Yangzhou fried rice, but Yangzhou fried rice clearly stated that this is not a family tree.

This egg fried rice silenced Caifan and Yangzhou fried rice.

But in Han Ziang's eyes, he seems to have returned to the picture of himself complaining about himself when he was eating the egg fried rice made by his wife more than ten years ago.

"Are you sure this is egg fried rice?"

"Yes, there are eggs and rice, fried on high fire, authentic egg fried rice!"

Han Ziang flipped through the diced mushrooms, 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, this is yellow, isn't that obvious?!"

The wife is trying to argue.

He took a sip, and the soft taste made him sigh after swallowing, and continued.

“Actually, this dish is delicious”

"This is egg...fried...rice!"

danger! ! !

Han Ziang's radar alarmed frantically!

He immediately forked a big bite and ate it, and said with a thumbs up while eating.

"Yes, yes, this bowl of egg fried rice! The taste is really... amazing!"

Maybe he was in a hurry to eat, he choked, coughed non-stop, and coughed the rice into the bowl again.

His wife was amused by his pretending homework, poured a glass of water for him, and said softly.

"Drink, you bastard"

...

The memory screen ends here.

Han Ziang was sobbing.