"The first meal in the morning naturally starts with porridge. This is Domino. The cooked porridge is rich and sweet, but it is too delicate and is very fragile before cooking. A slightly stronger collision will produce Domino dominoes. It’s like a chain reaction, so it’s also called Donomi.”
Zhou pointed to the rice vat beside the kitchen stove, and then handed Zheng Yuan a pair of chopsticks and a bowl.
"Please fill this bowl with as much rice as you can eat."
"You don't want to..."
Zheng Yuan came up with a dark line, and he thought of a terrible possibility.
"That's right, please use chopsticks when taking rice. By the way, when cooking Donomi, the more you eat, the more delicious it is, just like Donomi dominoes."
Zhou showed a faint smile, and then put the chopsticks and bowl into Zheng Yuan's hands.
"In addition, because Baidu has no hands to hold the rice, you have to take care of its rice."
"..."
Zheng Yuan fell into silence, then looked at 100 million aside, only to find that 100 million was also looking at him.
"..."
Although Yiyi didn't say anything, Zheng Yuan could understand its meaning, "You won't let me have nothing to eat...right?" That's probably what it meant.
"let me try."
I walked up to the rice vat and nodded. I saw that the rice grains in the vat were white and looked like small squares. When I checked it with the system, it was as Zhou said. It was already difficult to cook. Now I have to add another one. The prerequisite for using chopsticks is even more difficult.
Taking a deep breath and cheering up, Zheng Yuan carefully raised his chopsticks and carefully picked out a grain of rice. His breathing almost stopped, and his hands did not even tremble with the chopsticks, and he successfully picked out the first grain of rice.
"Huh, is that okay?"
The breath he was holding was exhaled. Zheng Yuan held up his chopsticks and subconsciously turned his head to look at 100 Million. Then, a series of tiny breaking sounds made Zheng Yuan fall into a daze.
Turning to look at the rice vat, the small cubes of donomis had completely disappeared, replaced by powdered rice noodles. It turned out that the breath Zheng Yuan subconsciously exhaled just moved one donomi, and then a chain reaction occurred.
"Well, let's eat rice rolls in the morning."
Zheng Yuan scratched his head and said a little embarrassed.
"Ouch! (Boss, you can't do it either. If I had my hands, I would definitely... the rice rolls are also quite delicious, haha.)"
I subconsciously wanted to say something bad to Zheng Yuan, but when I saw the suppressed shame hidden deep in my eyes, I decided to follow my heart. It was also difficult for him to change the pronunciation of the word into two tones.
...
"The basic posture of Shiyi is to put your hands together and salute. The next step is to maintain the salute for half an hour, because 100 million people don't have any hands or feet to use."
Zhou looked at Zheng Yuan and said slowly.
"Ouch! (Okay...yeah?)"
Yiyi looked at the black round object as big as himself in front of him and fell into deep thought.
"This is a dark durian melon specially cultivated for you. You need to maintain an emotion of gratitude and respect in front of it. You cannot interrupt it, otherwise it will emit a stinky smell. The greater your mood swings, the smellier and worse the taste will be. But On the contrary, if you can maintain gratitude and respect for a long enough time, the taste will be better and the stink will be lighter."
Zhou patted the skin of the durian melon, making a dull sound, and Yiyi fell silent.
"Hahaha."
Zheng Yuan on the side showed a wicked smile. You must know that a 100 million sense of smell can cover a thirty-mile radius. Although 100 million people have a strong tolerance, who wants to smell the smell?
"call out!"
There was a slight sound breaking through the air, and Zheng Yuan felt a pain in his waist. When he lowered his head, he saw a long, sharp black piercing Zheng Yuan's skin, and it penetrated a small section.
"I forgot to mention that the training has already begun. Mr. Zheng Yuan, although you are so powerful that I am shocked that even the Gatling cactus can't do much harm to you, but you don't want to become a hedgehog, right?"
Zhou Ye gradually showed a wicked smile. It seemed that even after a long period of training in Shilin Temple, Zhou's heart was still the same as his appearance, but he was much more mature.
"Boohoo!"
The first spike was just a horn before charging, followed by a rain of cactus thorns as dense as red-alert heavy raindrops. In an instant, several spikes were inserted into Zheng Yuan's body. Although the damage was not high, it was not harmful to Zheng Yuan. Generally speaking, the wound would heal if it was pulled out, but it was very painful, so Zheng Yuan quickly took a position and did not dare to move.
On the side, Yiyi looked at the big black melon, and his expression gradually became serious. Although this thing doesn't smell very good, it does smell very bad!
Realizing that the durian melon was showing signs of becoming smelly, Yiyiyi lay down in front of the big black melon, closed his eyes, and forced himself to be grateful.
For a while, the durian melon stopped showing signs of becoming smelly, but the small but high-quality smell was still there, and it crazily penetrated into 100 million's noses like a trailing idiot.
Although it can close its nose, its 100 million self-esteem does not allow it to escape like this, so it forces itself to smell the stink and give thanks at the same time, and then falls into pain.
"Thank you...why do I have to smell this smell? Thank you...thank you...it stinks...it stinks to death...thank you..." ..."
Involuntarily, 100 million began to get distracted, and then the stench became stronger and stronger.
"it hurts!"
Zheng Yuan felt a few sharp thorns stuck on his left buttocks, and his clothes were pierced with countless holes by the sharp thorns and were about to be torn.
"It stinks!"
A hundred million smoked tears were shed, and the stench of durian melon tended to spread to Zheng Yuan.
"It's over, I'm going to be beaten by the boss...it stinks!"
Seeing Zheng Yuan with three spikes stuck in his butt, showing pain and not daring to move, and having to smell the stench, Yiyi wanted to laugh but didn't dare. Then the durian melon stunk even more!
...
The excruciating half hour finally passed.
"It just smells like ordinary durian, and it stinks like hell!"
Zheng Yuan held a large piece of durian flesh. The structure of this melon is similar to that of watermelon, but the color of the flesh is golden yellow with a few black seeds. It is sweet in the mouth, but it is very smelly for a hundred million reasons, and the taste is just ordinary durian. the taste of.
"Ouch! (Sorry!)"
The one with a big bag on its head said aggrievedly, in fact, it would not have been beaten, but it couldn't help laughing when it saw Zheng Yuan in ragged clothes pulling out the thorns on his butt...
"Be careful next time, you make me lose face, and you make this thing stink enough to kill me."
Zheng Yuan took another mouthful of melon unhappily. He was now like a parent who had to deal with a child who suddenly added MSG to the rice. He couldn't bear to pour out the rice and had to eat it. The rice was still the same, but it had an unbearable taste. (Yes, I was the one who added MSG to rice when I was a kid).
"Next, this is it."
After Zheng Yuan finished eating the durian and melon, took a shower and changed his clothes, Zhou led Zheng Yuan and Yiyi to the open space next to the kitchen and gave them two small flower pots.
"This is the seed of a ham rose whose petals are ham. It is of course improved. You need to sit next to it and be grateful all the time. It will grow slowly when you feel your emotions. The more sincere your emotions are, the faster it will grow. , and it will be your lunch, of course if your speed is too slow, it will be your dinner or breakfast."
Zhou said as he pressed a seed the size of a soybean into the soil in the center of the flowerpot with his fingers.
"..."
Zheng Yuan looked at the small flower pot with dull eyes. When he thought about having only a little ham to eat later, he felt hopeless in life. However, it was the biggest blow he had ever received when he came to Shilin Temple.
"Of course, there is an unlimited amount of seeds. You can eat as many as you can produce. If you can't eat them all, we will recycle them and exchange them for food coins."
Zhou's words made Zheng Yuan regain his vitality, and he looked at the seeds in the flowerpot longingly.
"To be full... rush!"
Zheng Yuan's eyes became firm.
...
On the second day, at 2:03, Master Zheng, who had been busy for a long time, finally ate freshly baked ham petals.
PS: Successfully updated, Xianyu is here to wish everyone a happy New Year's Eve. If there is no update tomorrow, I will wish everyone a happy New Year and family reunion.
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