Traveling Through the Stars

It is necessary to divide the ingredients into portions, but the rest is fine. They are cooked according to everyone's appetite and are definitely enough to eat.

But local pork?

In the morning, I roasted two kilograms of exotic animal meat, plus Luo Bi's leftover duck wing tips and pork leg meat from last night, the total is only five kilograms. This amount is about the same for two people, and it will definitely not be enough for more than one person.

Fengling re-roasted the leftover duck wing tips and pork legs on the grill. The heat was just right and the skin was browned and crispy. She left it to Luo Bi to eat. Fengling felt sorry for Luo Bi and cut another piece for her in the morning. Made roast pork.

Luo Bi: "······"

She dared to say that she would still have leftovers from this meal, so she simply gave most of it to Fengling: "I can't eat so much barbecue. The baked ingredients will not taste good next time. Please help me eat."

"Okay." Fengling didn't argue with Luo Bi, but took the barbecue and ate it with Luo Bi.

Zhu Xingbao took a full plate by himself, including small bread, roasted exotic animal meat, and a small piece of roasted local pork. The rest was rice. Everything was nutritious. The child ate it with gusto and took care of the task of washing the tableware. Got them all.

"After dinner, I am also responsible for washing the dishes." Zhu Xingbao said.

No one paid any attention to him and he did whatever he wanted. If Zhu Xingbao didn't do it, he would of course do it.

Roger also shared a piece of roasted local pork. It was not a very big piece of roasted pork. It was soft and tender in the mouth, with the taste of ginseng and grass. It was indeed tonic for him, but Roger didn't know the specific effect.

"Hey, high-end nutritious ingredients are different, fragrant but not greasy." After eating for a while, Roger vaguely felt the peaceful energy, his heart moved slightly, and he gave Fengling a look.

Fengling's expression was indifferent: "Local pork is a good thing, but it's a pity that it's hard to catch. You have to figure out what to do after this meal."

Roger thought about it, and while eating, he began to think about his connections. He had the right to have interstellar coins, and he had no shortage of connections, but it was the galactic war season and he couldn't buy native pigs.

Roger was extremely depressed. After dinner, he went back to look at the flowers and grass and take care of his body. By the way, I sent someone to the dungeon to keep an eye on it. When I saw some high-end nutritional energy ingredients on the market, I immediately grabbed them.

Fengling gave Luo Bi a few words and drove the hover car to the military headquarters.

After they were gone, Luo Bi and Zhu Xingbao got busy, washing dishes and tidying up the house. These tasks were boring but necessary. The purple grape trees in the balcony planting field were all frozen to death. Luo Bi planned to plant something and asked Zhu Xingbao to cut down the purple grape vines.

The purple grape tree had many vines and vines. Luo Bi cut down the twigs first, removing all the obstructions, and finally dug up the tree.

Luo Bi was weak and Zhu Xingbao was small. It took two people a long time to work on one tree, one person per tree, not two people per tree. Zhu Xingbao wanted to dig a purple grape tree with Luo Bi, but Luo Bi didn't want to do it. She just liked doing it by herself.

She was busy here, but the family members in the apartment building on the other side were in a state of panic. Most of the little partridges died after being raised overnight. The family members asked each other, and this was basically the case for those who received little partridge chickens.

"Let me tell you, we only gave a few partridge chickens last year. Why did we receive ten of them at once this year? It turns out that the survival rate of this batch is low." Lan Qiao was so happy that she had taken advantage of her yesterday, but her face changed today. .

The other family members received a normal number of partridge chickens, but most of them were raised to death. Some people thought that Lan Qiao was overthinking, so they went to the breeder and asked, and they said they were frozen.

All right! Since the breeder said this, he went back to keep the little partridge chickens warm.