When Xi Lucheng returned home, Dong Lun Jing was in front of the mirror, looking at his new pet clothes.
Cool clothes wrap up its entire body, leaving only its head, tail and four claws exposed.
Dong Lun Jing walked around in front of the mirror with satisfaction. Not long after, Xi Lucheng walked out of the house, put the clothes for his eldest brother into his bedroom, and then took some ingredients into the kitchen.
"Today we are going to deliver food to mom and check on her."
She has never seen her mother since Xilu Cheng came to the interstellar.
She was an orphan in her previous life and had no experience of family affection at all, so she cherishes her current family very much.
Xilu Cheng first roasted a chicken for A Jing, and she was going to use the other chicken to make chicken soup.
As soon as she started broadcasting, many people came into the live broadcast room.
【Chengcheng baby, here I come! 】
[Chengcheng met that woman again today, which is really unlucky. 】
[Today, Chengcheng’s pet is domineering and protecting Chengcheng. Please feed it more pieces of meat. 】
[What will Chengcheng cook today? 】
[I eat with Chengcheng. Now I have three meals regularly. 】
[Watching Chengcheng’s live broadcast, I no longer have the appetite to eat nutritious meals. 】
Xilu Cheng looked at the barrage and chuckled as he introduced the content of his live broadcast today.
"I'm going to the hospital to see my mother today, and I'm going to make a pot of soup."
Xilu Cheng cleaned up the pheasant and put it in a pot to blanch the blood.
"It's a pity that we don't have a casserole, otherwise the cooked food would taste better." Xi Lucheng put the chicken into the large cooking pot, let's make do with this pot first.
Add water to the pot to cover the chicken, pour in the cooking wine, add a handful of green onions and a few slices of sliced ginger, and bring to a boil over high heat.
【What is a casserole? 】
[Is it possible that the anchor is talking about killing the pot? 】
【Kill the pot? A pot that can kill ferocious beasts? This seems a bit difficult to research. 】
[The robot pot puts the live beast in and waits for the pot to kill it by itself. 】
[It seems that what was said above is not impossible. 】
Xi Lucheng lowered his head to turn the heat, and the barrage had already begun to study high-tech pots.
She looked a little dumbfounded and said: "A casserole is a pot made of special stones and clay baked at high temperatures. It has the characteristics of ventilation, adsorption, uniform heat transfer, and slow heat dissipation. It is best to be high-temperature resistant, which is more practical. point."
[Understood, let’s arrange it. 】
[So what do you mean by special ingredients? 】
[The anchor probably doesn’t know this. 】
[She must know, otherwise how could she tell the characteristics? 】
Xi Lucheng smiled silently in her heart, she really knew.
She had specifically studied casseroles at the beginning.
It’s just that she wasn’t sure what Canglan Star named the stone. She said it was feldspar, but if Canglan Star didn’t call it this, then it would be useless for her to say it.
"I don't know about this, I'm not very good at studying." Xilu Cheng smiled with a somewhat embarrassed smile.
Netizens didn’t ask any further questions, after all, no one was professionally studying this.
"But do you have any recommendations for good schools? The kind that don't require exams. I want to continue going to school recently."
Xilu Cheng had a general understanding of the school. One way was to pass the exams all the way from childhood. Graduates of this type are very easy to find a job after graduation.
There is another type that specializes in learning combat skills. It does not require examinations at all levels, but certificates will still be issued, but jobs are not as easy to find as the first type of graduates.
If Xilu Cheng wants to study now, he can only choose the second mode, but not all schools provide such campuses.
The barrage listed several schools that Xilu Cheng could attend. She sat on the table and took a pen to record them one by one.
There were so many things in the communicator that she found it difficult to find, and Zhinao wouldn't take it out every day, so she just wrote it by hand.
[God, the host’s handwriting...is really...unique. 】
[Ugly, let’s just say it’s ugly. What the hell is it if it’s distinctive? Hahaha. 】
[High EQ: Characteristic. Low EQ: ugly. 】
[It really doesn’t look good. No wonder Chengcheng wants to study. 】
[But there are very few people who can write now. Who else uses a pen except those in military schools? 】
[Almost, everyone writes by hand now, and probably not many of them are good-looking. 】
[E-book writing also requires techniques. 】
Netizens are scratching their heads and saying that Xilucheng's chicken soup is ready.
She put the pot aside, and when she opened the lid, the fresh smell of chicken soup hit her face.
Even Dong Lun Jing, who was eating roast chicken on the side, raised his head and sniffed.
Xilu Cheng packed up a portion first and planned to take it to his mother to drink later.
I served myself another bowl for the live broadcast, and kept the rest for my father and eldest brother.
"Woo!"
Dong Lunjing brought one of his rice bowls to the kitchen and stared at the soup in the pot.
"You just ate a whole chicken." Xi Lucheng was shocked. The pheasant is not small. It is as big as several large geese. How can it still eat it?
Dong Lun Jing lowered his head and moved the basin. Xi Lu Cheng served Dong Lun Jing some soup and fished out some pieces of meat for him. "Okay, I'll give you some."
Ah Jing took the basin away with satisfaction and walked to the corner to drink the soup peacefully.
【Dogs eat better than me! 】
【What fate! I can't even taste what Chengcheng made by himself. 】
【It doesn’t look very tasty. 】
[Every dish Chengcheng makes is said to be unpalatable. 】
Xilucheng held a small bowl of chicken soup and took a sip. The chicken soup was delicious and left an endless aftertaste.
The chicken soup has been simmered for a long time, and the bones become soft and rotten. When you bite into it, the meat and bones will separate.
The audience enjoyed sharing the delicious food, and kept giving rewards with their hands. Nishilu Cheng suddenly remembered something.
She ran into the house and put on the newly bought clothes. Her fresh sportswear and high ponytail made her look energetic.
"The new clothes I bought with the money I earned yesterday look good, don't they?"
Nishilu Cheng is like a child who has received a treasure, and he can't wait to share it in front of the camera.
But it also makes some fans who like her feel a little sad. It is really heartbreaking that Xilucheng was a child who grew up in the Yan family before. Now he will be happy for a new set of clothes.
【Baby looks good in anything she wears! 】
[I seem to understand why girls like to play dress-up. Now I seem to be changing Chengcheng’s new clothes. 】
[Chengcheng can change it as he pleases, and I’ll get a share of the money to buy the clothes. 】
[Chengcheng is good-looking and looks good in anything she wears. 】
[At this moment, I really feel like an old mother. Looking at Chengcheng’s smile, I also smile like an old mother. 】
[Uninstall all dress-up games directly and sponsor clothes for Chengcheng in the future! 】
Sailu Cheng smiled sheepishly, "I still have a lot of money, I just want to share my new clothes with you."
She had no friends in her previous life and occasionally made food videos, but the commenting atmosphere was not as good as it is now.
Seeing the compliments all over the screen, Nishilu Cheng thought that he was about to fall in love with the live broadcast.
She even had the illusion that she was supposed to be living in the interstellar world, and everything here suited her so well.
