How to Feed Your Dragon

Chapter 9 Ancient Food
Jiang Tang quit the star network, put away all the big and small bags in his hands, and then asked the old housekeeper.

"Can we build a kitchen?" Jiang Tang said while sending the drawings he had prepared to the old housekeeper.

"Kitchen?" The old housekeeper was a little puzzled, "Is it a kitchen from ancient times?"

Jiang Tang was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.

For orcs, the human kitchen is indeed a thing of ancient times.

The old butler picked up Jiang Tang's drawings, chose an empty room with good lighting, and stopped Jiang Tang behind him at the door, with a calm and reliable voice: "Miss Jiang is still waiting for her subordinates in the living room. It's not good for your health."

Jiang Tang opened her eyes slightly when she heard the words, and pointed to the huge and empty room inside: "Are you an orc? It's so big here." She drew a circle, "It will be very hard."

She opened her eyes and looked very cute.

When the old butler heard the words, the appropriate smile on his face changed a little, and he replied affirmatively: "No, Miss Jiang just wait for the subordinate for 15 minutes."

"This blueprint is very simple."

Jiang Tang looked back three times at every step, still a little worried.

The old butler looks old, so it's not safe to do renovations, right?
However, the moment she turned her head, the old butler took off the gloves, revealing the true appearance of her arms.

It was a mechanical arm, and every joint was emitting cold light. The blue light scanned the entire room, and then the arm suddenly became larger.

The old butler conjured up a lot of materials from nowhere, and the mechanical arm began to tap and beat according to the drawings. After a while, the kitchen took shape.

Jiang Tang: ...

Great old butler!
Jiang Tang couldn't take his eyes off it. Finally, the robotic arm placed a vase in the kitchen, and carefully placed a trembling white flower in it.

At this moment, the slightly cold kitchen suddenly became warm.

The sun shines on the table, a breeze blows, the little flowers are swaying, everything is gentle enough.

Jiang Tang came to the old housekeeper's side, blinked his eyes, and said in a low and reserved voice, "It's amazing."

The old butler's tail raised unconsciously, and then quickly lowered it down.

He put on those white gloves again, and returned to his gentle and harmless image of the old housekeeper.

Looking down, he found that the human was staring at his hand.

Jiang Tang glanced at the old housekeeper's arm, and praised again: "It's so cool."

The old butler turned his head, coughed uncomfortably, and asked, "Does Miss Jiang want to go in for a trial?"

Jiang Tang regained consciousness after hearing the sound, a little excited.

She restrained herself and walked into the kitchen, and put all the ingredients she bought on the chopping board with the old housekeeper.

Sharpen the knife and rush to the ingredients!
She licked the corner of her mouth, recalling the taste of the food that humans told her before, showing a rare eagerness.

"Uncle housekeeper, wait, I'll show you something today."

Perhaps it was because the old butler's actions were so handsome just now, which made Jiang Tang feel a little excited, and he blurted out "Uncle Butler", which stunned both Jiang Tang and the old butler.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

In the end, the old housekeeper quickly reacted, broke the weird atmosphere, and replied: "Okay, then the subordinate will wait."

Jiang Tang never had the nerve to look up.

She didn't look up until the sound of the door closing, and breathed a sigh of relief.

so close!

I almost couldn't get off the stage.

The old butler who walked into the living room suddenly stopped.

When I was building the kitchen just now, I put a camera in it. Although it was only installed for Jiang Tang's safety, but now, going back and talking about it, the human might be expressionless and shy again, right?

How about not talking about it this time.

Anyway, as long as the brain doesn't touch it, it won't connect to the star network, and no one will know.

However, what the old butler didn't know was that the first thing Jiang Tang did when he entered was to put his hands on the table to confirm the reality of his hands.

At the same time, Wei Ye's intellectual brain also sent a reminder.

[Your ward is live broadcasting, please pay attention to the information security of the cub~]

Wei Ye clicked on the link, and all he saw was a slender waist.

The background is a room that I don't know at all.

He rubbed his temples with a slight headache.

There are too many houses in the family, so he can't remember which room this is for a while.

The things inside are also very strange.

But he didn't talk in the barrage, and he didn't order gifts in the live broadcast room.

Looking at this shooting angle, it is obvious that Jiang Tang didn't realize that he had turned on the live broadcast, so he just stayed here for a while to make sure she was safe.

Still don't try to get her attention by giving a gift.

Thinking of this, Wei Ye adjusted the screen of the Zhinao live broadcast room to his right hand, and dealt with the important tasks in hand again.

It was as if Jiang Tang was working with him, quiet and peaceful.

Jiang Tang steamed a pot of rice a little unskillfully according to the steps she remembered. She rarely stretched out the tip of her nose slightly childishly to sniff the rice fragrance in the air, feeling even hungrier.

She didn't buy many ingredients, so she wanted to try it first, and bought a few ingredients that were said to be the simplest, so as to avoid overturning and wasting.

It's just that they have been renamed in Interstellar.

Eggs are not called eggs, they are called cluck eggs, tomatoes are not called tomatoes, they are called red fruits, green onions are not called green onions, they are called choking plants 01.

And they also become a little less like blue star plants, they become very large.

A cluck egg was bigger than one of Jiang Tang's palms, resembling an ostrich egg.

While thinking this way, Jiang Tang carefully knocked on the cluck egg, looking at the familiar egg white and yolk inside, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Well, it doesn't look like it's mutated all that much.

She stirs the cluck eggs well, then heats up the oil in a pan.

Since there was no vegetable oil here, Jiang Tang could only use the clumsy method of using the fat of the humming beast, which was most like a pig, to refine oil.

Her luck was really good, and she succeeded once.

Jiang Tang poured the clucking eggs into the pot, and there was only a "stab" sound, and the aroma filled the whole kitchen.

And the citizens of the empire lurking in Jiang Tang's live broadcast room also seemed to have been awakened, frantically sending barrage in the live broadcast room.

[Nutrition solution can't be eaten without sugar: My God, my God, what kind of taste is this? It's so overbearing! 】

[A Panda: I really want to eat it. I've already drank three bottles of nutrient solution. If I drink any more, I'm going to the infirmary. Huh, I beg this young lady to open a shopping mall and want to buy it. 】

[What's so good about being green: I have a friend who is going to die if she can't eat the food made by the anchor, so please ask the anchor to look at me! 】

[Gold-swallowing beast does not breathe fire: save the child!I'm gonna die if I can't eat this giggle made by the anchor! 】

[Don't change your name if you don't get admitted to the Imperial Military Academy: The anchor quickly activates his five senses, I want to try it!Woohoo smells so good, the child is going to starve to death! 】

Wei Ye was still in a meeting with several generals at this time, when suddenly a lingering aroma came out from the screen on the desktop.

Now it was time for lunch, and they controlled their attention to focus on Wei Ye.

however……

"Gu..."

"Cuckoo..."

"Cuckoo..."

The stomach growls became louder one by one.

Wei Ye pressed his forehead helplessly, and waved his hand: "Go eat first, and come back in the afternoon."

However, none of the orcs left, Wei Ye frowned: "What?"

The most courageous general rubbed his hands together to please him, and asked cheekily, "Boss, send me your live broadcast number, hehehe."

(End of this chapter)