How to Feed Your Dragon

There are countless emotions spreading in the darkness.

Tranquility and twilight will always magnify the fragility in the heart infinitely, even those as strong as orcs are no exception.

But the dark night will pass, and the emotions will be restrained by the adult orcs.

In the daytime, I wake up from the bed wearing a mature and reliable mask again, and start a life without waves and waves.

Contradictions and struggles are the essence of the soul.

Jiang Tang took back a new plant, the long-awaited durian.

It's just that in the interstellar world, they gave this plant a new name called stinky thorn fruit.

Sounds pretty cute.

And very image.

Jiang Tang murmured silently in his heart, and brought Wu Nan to make durian balls.

Wu Nan doesn't like the taste of durian anymore.

He wore five layers of masks on three layers inside and three layers outside, his face was enlarged, and his eyes were so smoky that they were tearful.

He looked at Jiang Tang pitifully, hoping that she would take back her thoughts.

He obviously looks pitiful and lovable, but unfortunately, Jiang Tang is a "hard-hearted" human being, and he is not moved at all.

She separates the durians with a machine and takes out the pulp inside.

In an instant, the overbearing smell of durian filled the whole room.

Wu Nan was not mentally prepared at all, and turned her eyes directly.

He crawled to the door with both hands and feet, gasping for breath, and roared at Jiang Tang: "You didn't even say hello to me, and you didn't let me make mental preparations!"

"You devil!"

Jiang Tang shrugged, seeing Wu Nan's embarrassed look, a smile flashed across his heart.

In fact, if you get closer to the durian, it doesn't smell so bad.

Only when you are so far away can you feel the smell of durian.

Even Jiang Tang could smell a hint of durian fragrance from this position, so Jiang Tang couldn't help scooping up a spoonful with the spoon on the side and put it in his mouth.

The quality of this durian is very good, the taste is soft and sweet.

It melts in the mouth, the taste is thick, but it will not feel greasy.

It is a good product.

Whether it is making desserts or making durian balls, it is a good material.

Jiang Tang kept nodding while tasting, looking forward to the next durian balls.

Wu Nan looked at the surprise on Jiang Tang's face that didn't seem to be fake, and carefully moved to Jiang Tang's side.

Due to the heavy mask, his voice was a little unclear, but the curiosity in his tone could be heard: "Is it really so delicious?"

Wu Nan is different from Jiang Tang, he has never been interested in these stinky foods.

Even if he hadn't eaten it in the laboratory before, he was unwilling to try it.

At first, Wu Nan thought that a person like Jiang Tang, who does not eat the fireworks of the world, would not like this kind of heavy food, but he did not expect that Jiang Tang would be willing to try everything.

More important than your own curiosity.

Thinking of this, Wu Nan looked at the pale yellow durian flesh, as if she had made up her mind, picked up the spoon, closed her eyes, and dug a spoonful into the flesh.

He pulled off the mask, closed his eyes, held his breath, and put the durian meat into his mouth.

Suddenly his eyes opened in surprise, and the red pupils were full of unexpected emotions.

Delicious!
He patted Jiang Tang's arm excitedly, couldn't help giving a thumbs up, swallowed the smooth durian meat in his mouth, and then turned it into two words: "It's delicious!"

Looking at his worthless look, Jiang Tang gave him half a durian, his tone was calm, but listening carefully, he could hear the little pride hidden inside: "Here."

The two of them were happy to eat.

But it severely tortured the surrounding orcs.

Although there are no orcs living here around the Marshal's Mansion, there are still some orc families from the military department here.

As soon as they opened the window, they smelled the domineering smell of durian, and couldn't help but ran to the toilet to take a nap.

There is no way, the five senses of the orcs are too sharp, even if they are separated so far, they can still smell this unique smell.

"vomit!"

"What kind of biological weapon is this!"

"It stinks!"

But not all orcs hate the smell.

At least the Xiongwan of Admiral Xiong Qi's family is not annoying.

He stretched out the tip of his nose to sniff the air, and immediately locked on the source of the smell.

It was from the marshal's house.

Xiong Wan tilted his head, and the white bear ears on his head swayed with the movement, looking unspeakably cute.

"Are humans doing something to eat?"

"It smells pretty good."

In the corridor, Butler Xiong, who was about to pass the mask to the young master, heard Xiong Wan's words, his feet slipped, and he almost fell a big somersault.

With a sad face, he sent a message to Xiong Qi who was still working at the military base.

[Steward Xiong: The general's affairs are not hot!The second young master's sense of smell was soured! 】

Xiong Qi frowned looking at this inexplicable intelligence news.

My younger brother was born with poor health.

For his safety, and even for the convenience of taking care of him, he was taken to his home. Why did the old butler suddenly say such a thing?

Xiong Qi recalled for a moment, and there was nothing irritating around him.

But Xiong Qi didn't reply.

After all, everyone is very busy now, didn't they chat with Jiang Tang without seeing the marshal?
The old butler is used to watching the messages from the brain without reply.

He sighed, wiped away the non-existent tears in the corner of his eyes, looked at the mask in his hand, and finally chose not to give it to Xiongwan.

After all, he didn't think the smell was bad either.

Just let yourself wear another one.

Neither Jiang Tang nor Wu Nan knew that this little durian had caused panic among the surrounding orcs.

They continue to indulge in making durian boxes, durian balls and other food production.

Even Wu Nan, who doesn't like durians, is now accepting durians.

Wu Nan looked at the durian balls that had exploded again, couldn't help but took one and put it in his mouth.

"Ah, it's so hot, so hot!"

Jiang Tang looked at his scalded appearance, took out a piece of paper and handed it to him, with a helpless tone: "It's not that I won't give you something to eat, why are you in such a hurry?"

However, even if he was scalded by the durian balls, Wu Nan was unwilling to spit out the durian balls in his mouth.

He took the paper and opened his mouth to exhale, but he couldn't bear to spit it out.

It's delicious, wouldn't it be a waste to spit it out?

Jiang Tang looked at him, looking desperate to eat, shook his head, packed the durian box and put it in the space.

I am going to take it to the dessert shop today and let them try it, to see whether to put this durian box in the dessert shop, or put it in the newly opened fragrant and smelly specialty store.

If everyone can accept it, let it be sold in dessert shops.

Jiang Tangsi had come to this point, and the movements of his hands accelerated, almost forming a phantom.

Wu Nan ate the durian balls and hurried to help.

Thinking of the names of durians in this era, they thoughtfully changed the names of these delicacies.

"Stinky thorn balls", "stinky thorn dessert box"...

There are all kinds of bells and whistles.