"Professor, is this enough? Please take the pickled vegetables."
"Enough, enough. Your Egg-Fried Rice is really good." Professor Li looked at the fried rice in the lunch box and praised.
When he was outside, he was also invited to a big restaurant for a meal.
Over there, the staple food was usually egg fried rice. He had eaten sea cucumber and abalone, but the taste was still better than Xiaojiang's.
After that, Jiang Tu would ask everyone when they were getting food.
Some people had small appetites, and one spoonful was enough.
Some people got a spoonful and a half.
Xiong Ming, that glutton, ordered two spoonfuls each.
Jiang Tu was afraid that his stomach would burst if he kept doing this, so he put the second spoonful on the table.
When he was done, he found that there was still more in the box and heaved a sigh of relief.
Other things were nothing, but the problem of the amount of rice in the big pot really made him tremble with fear.
There were so many people, and he couldn't do it one by one.
When Xiong Ming got the Egg Fried Rice, he took a photo and posted it on his WeChat Moments. He wanted to show his classmates and fellow countrymen who could only eat in the cafeteria and occasionally eat outside the restaurant what he ate on the farm!
He was even prepared to develop this into a daily check-in and let them be envious!
Hahahaha!
After completing his daily routine, Xiong Ming put down his phone, picked up a spoon, and stuffed it into his mouth.
F * ck!
How could the Egg Fried Rice be so delicious?
How did Brother Jiang's hands grow?
He knew the ingredients and the steps.
Why did it taste completely different?!
Xiong Ming's body was covered in goosebumps from the delicious food in his mouth. His chubby body couldn't help but tremble in happiness.
This was like answering a political question. The answer was the answer, and the words were the words. Some people could get full marks, while others could only get friendship points.
Brother Jiang was the one who could get full marks in every way.
As for him, being able to eat the delicacies made by the big boss with full marks was simply too blissful.
It was so delicious that she was about to cry.
Simple is the most delicious.
"Um, Brother Jiang, do you have any more Egg Fried Rice? Give me another half a spoonful." He had just taken two bites when he heard the last thing he wanted to hear.
Animal! Put down the Egg Fried Rice!
Xiong Ming, who was at the back of the line, was late to get his food. Even if Brother Jiang was not slow, he had only just started eating when the fastest one had already eaten half of his food.
While chewing the fragrant Egg-Fried Rice in his mouth, he glared at the man with his eyes.
This group of people did not care about martial arts.
As soon as Brother Jiang notified him in the group, he went downstairs to queue. In the end, if he hadn't run fast on the way, he would have been the last to arrive.
"Will it work? Don't force yourself to eat your usual amount. It's not good for your stomach.”
Jiang Tu sized up the Prince Charming in front of him. He wasn't exactly muscular, but he was still quite strong.
As he got food, he reminded her," If you want to eat, we can make it in a few days.”
"It'll work!" That person's expression was firm and his attitude was firm.
He also told him to use reason to move him with emotion. He said,"I have to dig the ground in the morning and do physical labor. I can eat more.”
"What a coincidence. I have to dig too.”
Jiang Tu was speechless.
Very good, today was another day of empty boxes.
On the way home, Jiang Tu casually let the chicken out for a walk.
Chickens were the easiest to manage. They had the ability to return to their nests. After adapting to the chicken pen, they would return by themselves. There was no need for anyone to worry about them.
When he got home, he suddenly realized that from today onwards, he would be free.
He didn't have to start calculating every day when he opened his eyes. He had to plow at least a few acres of land today.
What about breeding?
When and how much of the base fertilizer was served.
How was he supposed to dig a hole in the tree?
wait
Now, he only needed to feed the pigs and chickens before he could rest.
Then, he would wait for lunch to be prepared and then dinner to be prepared.
He lay on the recliner in the courtyard, feeling the warm spring sunshine. He felt that this was life.
He pulled out the system panel.
He felt that today was a good day! He could happily draw a hundred times.
Let's see if we can get an SSPR.
He had never seen what SSPR looked like.
20 good reviews 80 normal reviews. Let's go.
Wait, he was going to play some background music!
'Today is a good day
I can do whatever I want
today is a good day
......'
Ding! Ding! Ding!
"Congratulations to the host for obtaining it."
Well,
Yes, yes.
Food ingredients, food ingredients, food ingredients, recipes, water, spirit spring water, fertilizer, food ingredients, seeds
"Very good, these are all common things.”
"I don't have SSPR, but I have enough for today's lunch and dinner recipes. I don't even need to go out and buy ingredients.”
Jiang Tu sighed in disappointment. He felt that he was too arrogant. He didn't even care about SSR anymore.
After condemning himself, he decided not to lie down anymore.
He would be able to finish the bread kiln that had been delayed for several days this morning and afternoon.
He could bake a batch of bread for breakfast tomorrow morning.
While he was talking to Mud, several waves of students came to his house one after another.
While praising the benefits of this morning's Egg Fried Rice, he secretly asked about what he was going to eat for lunch.
He also took away the farm work that he had been assigned to.
Xiong Ming even wanted to help Jiang Tu and Mud in high spirits, but Xing Tianyu dragged him away mercilessly.
"Did you forget that your experiment report from last week was only completed on Saturday?”
"Today, not only do you have to help Brother Jiang breed, but you also have to breed for yourself. Where would you find the time to play with mud?”
He raised his head and looked at Xing Tianyu as he walked, his eyes filled with nostalgia.
Ah, youth.
A wonderful university life.
I can't go back.
Right now, he was just a heartless mason.
The bread kiln was burning with an orange flame. It was already evening.
The setting sun dyed the snowy mountain red, leaving behind a fleeting golden peak. The sky gradually darkened.
Jiang Tu returned with dinner and stood in front of his chicken coop with a dark expression.
"One, two, three, six."
F * ck, where was the rooster that he gave when he bought pigs?
Could it be that they were ostracized to the point that they did not dare to live in the same nest?
Was bullying in the Chicken Realm that serious?
Jiang Tu decided to keep it in the yard after he found it.
When that group of chicks grew up, it would be about the same size as them and should be able to stay together.
However, he had searched almost the entire territory, but he couldn't even find a single feather.
Could he have run into the Northern Snow Ridge?
It couldn't be.
That was not right.
Jiang Tu's heart skipped a beat.
He remembered that he had seen a weasel at home yesterday. He thought that it was too stupid, so he kindly left it a new egg!
Weasel, chicken.
His chicken was dragged away by a weasel?
Thinking about it, it was not impossible.
He took good care of the little chick at home. It was only released from the house to bask in the sun for one or two hours every morning.
Even if the weasel wanted to attack, it would not have the chance.
However, it was a different story if it was a rooster.
It wasn't as big as the giant bone chicken, and it was wandering outside without worries. Wasn't it just a living signboard?
It was the kind of sign that said 'Come and eat me'.
He was too careless.
He had forgotten that this was a mountainous area. There were many animals that could hunt chickens.
Jiang Tu walked home dejectedly. His heart ached so much that he couldn't breathe.
If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have wanted to keep the chicken alive just because it was his first guest.
How fragrant would it be if it was made into braised chicken?
But now, he couldn't eat it anymore. The weasel had taken advantage of him.
"No, I still have to keep it and raise a dog.”
Tomorrow, tomorrow.
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