Traveling Through the Stars

Fengling Zhang Luo had no time for ingredients, so Luo Bi went to see Wenyao off.

When we came back, the big balcony was full of fragrance. The little red chicken monster put small peppers and tender ginseng grass, and there were plenty of seasonings. Fengling grilled it over low heat until browned on one side, then sprinkled it with seasonings and turned it over.

Fengling was not innocent. Before cooking, she called Zhan Yi and asked. The little red chicken was stewed with old ginseng and grass, which had the highest nutritional value and could repair damaged strong genes.

If you like to eat it grilled, add tender ginseng grass and small peppers, and its nutritional energy will not be inferior.

There were plenty of ingredients at home. Fengling worked hard for a while and grilled the Little Red Chicken Monster until both sides were browned. The smell of barbecue spread. Fengling added some hornbeam leaves brought by Wenyao. If you didn’t eat it, you would never know it was roasted Little Red Chicken. Warcraft.

Even so, Lan Qiao was drooling at home.

Lan Qiao looked out from the large balcony: "Whose grilled meat tastes so delicious."

Zhang Cheng swallowed his saliva, pretended not to care, frowned and said: "Low-grade exotic animal meat has low nutritional energy. The family has been eating it for a while. Tomorrow you go to the dungeon to buy a piece of first-grade exotic animal meat."

Lan Qiao was so greedy at the moment that she nodded in agreement and muttered: "Did Fan Yao go on a mission to catch pheasants? The roasted wing rabbit doesn't taste like this, or maybe Luo Jiejie went on a mission and harvested pheasants. Isn't this greedy?"

Lan Qiao couldn't eat and was very dissatisfied, so she cleaned up the dishes.

Lan Qiao thought Fan Yao's family had made delicious food, but Fan Yao and her son were still wondering. The child Qi Yan had just returned from a mission to an undeveloped planet and rolled up his sleeves to wash the picked wild vegetables on the large balcony.

"Someone from the family members of the garrison has prepared delicious food." The child frowned, raised his head and asked Fan Yao, who was leaning on the small bed: "Mom, what do you want to eat? Can you eat steamed wild vegetables?"

Fan Yao said tiredly: "It's already past the time to eat, just make a simple meal."

Yang Haozhe is not at home and has gone to his maternal home. Yang Yu is not here either. Now Fan Yao is too lazy to care about this man. He lazily watched Qi Yan busy preparing dinner. Steaming wild vegetables was simple, and roasting a piece of low-grade exotic animal meat was enough.

Fengling put the food on the table and called Luo Bi to eat. The chicken wings belonged to Luo Bi and Fengling had to eat the rest. Luo Bi doesn't like eating meat very much, but she still eats more meat than other exotic animals.

Luo Bi originally didn't want to eat so much, but she ate too much as she ate: "The roasted little red chicken monster is so delicious."

Fengling raised her lips and smiled: "Bake another one in the morning."

Luo Bi unconsciously acted coquettishly: "I want to eat grilled red claw crab in the morning."

Fengling thought for a while: "Let's have grilled crab for lunch."

Luo Bi thought about it. Her hands were all oily after eating. Luo Bi washed her hands with a small soap and splashed clear water on her face. It felt very refreshing in the summer.

Fengling cleared the dining table and went to the study area to handle military affairs. Luo Bi ran to see the little red chicken monster in the basket. As soon as she passed by, a group of chickens chirped. They didn't want to eat it, so they might be bleating.

Luo Bi: "······"

You are so energetic, can you still eat tomorrow? ? ! ! !

Luo Bi picked up the basket and carefully looked at each one one by one. Damn, she found one standing and taking a nap. Luo Bi felt happy, it was so good, but it was hard to keep one.

However, Luo Bi was not sure, so she kicked the bamboo basket with her foot, and the little red chicken monster immediately flapped its wings and chattered. The sound was all right, and it was impossible to eat it.

Luo Bi: "······"