186. The apocalyptic plane-87

Five minutes later, the two sides sat down facing each other.

Cheng Xi touched his empty stomach, adhering to the idea that those who can do more work, decisively left the matter of clichés to those who are good at it.

And it also comes with a "It's up to you" look.

Chen Xingluo was already used to it.

I don't know what the two talked about, but Cheng Xi had returned to his room - actually space - and started making dinner.

"The kid is quite thin...what do you want to eat?"

Yes, very thin.

Even with poor observation skills, you can tell that the child's body is quite abnormal, and he probably hasn't eaten properly in the past three months.

Cheng Xi thought about the little tour guides in the shanty town of Tianguang Base, and suddenly felt that this abnormality was normal againqaq.

After all, it would be nice to be alive in such a harsh environment.

"For the sake of us being the ones staying overnight."

Cheng Xi did not ignore the fierce expression of "This is my home and my territory" when the little boy looked at them.

Considering that there was a new guest (?) who was obviously a malnourished child, she was much more cautious when cooking.

Cheng Xi took a piece of lean meat and a few preserved eggs and planned to make preserved egg and lean meat porridge.

For people who have not been exposed to meat for a long time and are malnourished, this porridge with rice and meat is the first choice.

It can not only supplement a small amount of meat, but also simply regulate the intestines and stomach.

She washed and drained the rice, added sesame oil, stirred it well and set it aside to soak.

Chop the shallots, peel and dice the century eggs, and set aside.

The next step is to process the lean meat. This step is the key to whether the preserved egg and lean meat porridge is delicious.

Cheng Xi cut the tenderloin into slices and then shredded it, put it into a bowl, added cooking wine, light soy sauce, and salt, stirred well and marinated for 10 minutes, and waited quietly.

At this time, the soaked rice can be cooked in advance.

Why is there no dialogue outside the space?

This idea only flashed in Cheng Xi's mind for a second, and was forgotten the next time.

Chen Xingluo is so smart, how could he not be able to handle a child?

impossible.

Absolutely not.

She'd better do her own thing.

My stomach no longer allows my hands and brain to wander quq

While cooking porridge, Cheng Xi started to prepare a few less meaty home-cooked dishes:

Boiled lettuce, fried wheat, fried yam and fungus.

Since there was porridge in the evening, the staple food was white flour steamed buns.

When Cheng Xi saw that the porridge was cooked until the rice was completely cooked and the porridge water was thicker, he added the diced preserved eggs.

After a while, the casserole began to bubble.

She added the marinated lean meat while it was hot and scalded it with boiling porridge - this could keep the lean meat fresh and tender to the greatest extent.

In the last step, add salt and sprinkle with chopped green onion.

A burst of fragrance soon filled the kitchen.

Remove from the pan.

"time to eat."

The rooms in the B&B are designed like a hotel. Fortunately, there is a viewing area at the end of the floor where they live, with several small round tables placed for tourists.

Cheng Xi brought the dishes and decided to make this place the place for dinner.

At this time, a hoarse and slightly reserved explanation came from behind.

“This is a place for guests to drink coffee.”

"So this is really your home?"

"It's my home."

But now he was the only one left.

The little boy's eyes stayed on Cheng Xi for a long time.

"My name is Zhuang Xuan, I'm eleven years old."

"Cheng Xi, the brother you are chatting with is called Shen Xingluo. I think you already know?"

"..."