Li Yao took off his glasses, took off his mozen suit, and breathed a sigh of relief, Yang Ming next to him didn't move, and Li Yao stepped forward to take off his helmet.

Yang Ming opened his eyes and looked stunned.

Li Yao: "What, you haven't come back to your senses yet?"

Yang Ming: "Obviously we should have won"

Li Yao couldn't help laughing, not because he was happy or thought it was funny, but simply made this expression.

"It seems that you are quite devoted, but that qiē is just a fake game, do you understand?"

"False?"

"yes, it's all fake, it's just that it's just because it's inconvenient for you to go out to play, even if you enter the game now, you can't go back, you will get a new random identity. ”

Yang Ming thought back to what happened just now, Zhao Xiang, who went to the referee to make trouble, hadn't come back yet, the crying in the class hadn't stopped, and even the feeling of anger in his heart hadn't completely dissipated, but Li Yao told him that this qiē was irreversibly over?

"Why do you look so," he frowned and thought of an adjective, "as if nothing happened?"

"That's because I'm used to it. You've just learned to be angry, and that's good, anger is a manifestation of incompetence, and it's because you understand that you can't do something."

Li Yao said, feeling that his tone was very much like a dog's ball.

"Either you're not strong enough, or there's some constraints, if a person has no empathy at all, and he doesn't have ethics, then he won't be angry, just like before you, someone provoked you, and you weren't angry, because you can kill him. In short, anger is a very important human emotion. ”

Yang Ming nodded as if he didn't understand.

always felt like a teacher, Li Yao felt a little embarrassed: "Actually, I don't say it very well, these are the values of a friend of mine, if he is there, he will definitely be able to say more, what kind of personality, what kind of independent value orientation, say one set of things." ”

As he spoke, he thought a little bit about the dog.

Dogdan'er always speaks so inscrutablely, and seems to understand a lot, but he hasn't encountered anything at the time, and every time he hears it say this, he feels like a child who hears an adult preach, impatient and disdainful.

But after I really understand it, I understand that it is not to show anything, nor to prove anything, but to explain the facts as a person who has come before, and I also begin to say these things to others, just like a child who grows up and unconsciously begins to preach to younger children.

Dogdan's thinking is basically rational analysis, now think about it, does that mean that Goudaner has experienced too much?

Although Yang Ming listened to Li Yao's words, his mind was still in the world just now, and he couldn't extricate himself for a while: "What happened to Class 9 in the end?"

Li Yao shrugged: "Some things don't need to know the result, and some things don't have a result, I seem to be a little hungry." ”

Yang Ming nodded as if he didn't understand.

Li Yao slid his hand on the light screen to find the app, in the previous world, takeaway was so popular, it is impossible to disappear in this era, he searched for a long time, but he didn't see an app with a name off takeaway.

It's strange that this can't be without, even if manpower is replaced by machines, and the mode of transportation is turned upside down, the transportation service industry should not disappear.

He suddenly remembered the kind of golden fingers that the protagonists in the passage text mastered the advantages of modern economic thinking and started a new industry at once.

If I really don't, wouldn't it be very advantageous for me?

After traveling for so long, he finally got some benefits! Referring to the assets of those protagonists who are rich and rivaling the country, he also feels that he should not be far from marrying Bai Fumei and reaching the peak of his life.

My stomach growled.

Oh yes, you have to fill your stomach before you can achieve this great feat. Li Yao temporarily restrained his excitement (with a self-conscious feeling) and decided to go to the kitchen to cook.

He saw Yang Ming also coming over, and commanded: "You go and find me an apron, this kind of necessities should be available." ”

Yang Ming nodded and walked away as if he didn't understand.

Hum ~ The farmer is going to turn over and sing ~ He was in a very happy mood and considered the dishes. The refrigerator in the kitchen cannot be opened, and you only need to gesture to see the content, quantity and status of the ingredients on the panel, and if you need to take it out, you can select it directly, and it will be pushed out like a disc under the panel.

It was so convenient, he took a carton of milk and put it on the table next to him. There is no induction cooker or pot on that table, only a fairly large device, which is estimated to be a high-tech pot in the future, and I will study it immediately.

Let's get a green pepper and stir-fry the meat first.

He chose the meat and pressed the OK button to take it out, after all, the meat had to be taken out and thawed first.

No response. ？

He thought he didn't recognize it, and pressed it again.

Still no response.

Damn! It turns out that the quality of the future machine is also so poor! It's still a new house! He tried to click a few times, but there was no response.

Yang Ming came back empty-handed: "No apron." ”

"I don't even have an apron ready!"

Yang Ming: "But what is an apron?"

Li Yao: "The apron is used for cooking, don't you know?"

Yang Ming: "I don't know, but"

"But what?"

"But I don't understand why I need an apron for cooking. ”

"Didn't you say your number, anti-oil!"

"Oh," Yang Ming nodded as if he didn't understand.

No, speaking of oil, Li Yao turned his head and looked around, but he didn't see the oil, not only that, but he didn't even see the salt, sugar, sauce and vinegar, and when he opened the cabinets up and down, he saw all kinds of bowls, chopsticks, cups and plates, neatly stacked.

That's a bit weird, right?

Li Yao thought about it for a while, and asked Yang Ming with the mentality of trying it out: "I said, is there any magic pill in this era, you can eat one and not eat or drink for a day?"

Yang Ming: "No, it's theoretically impossible, even if it can be compressed"

"Okay, I know, I want a result, I don't want you to explain, how do ordinary people cook?"

Yang Ming pointed to the machine on the table: "Print." ”

"Huh?"

"Physical printing," Yang Ming said, walked up to wake up the machine, and pointed out a recipe-like layout, "What you want to eat, just print it directly, the refrigerator is connected to it." ”

"Eh?!" Li Yao stepped forward and stared at the machine that he thought was a pot, "This is a printer?

Yang Ming was surprised by his surprise: "This should be a common sense, because it has been stored for a long time. ”

Indeed, there were indeed 3D printers in his previous world, but they were not promoted into civilian life, let alone used for cooking, he chose four dishes and one soup, remembered Yang Ming's identity as a machine, and asked, "Can you eat?"

"If it's just superficial eating, it's okay. ”

Li Yao minus a dish: "I thought you were no different from people." ”

"I'm not fit enough for another absorbor. ”

The machine vibrated slightly, but it was only a short time, prompting Li Yao to place the plate in front of him.

Li Yao took one from the cabinet and put it away, and the fragrant green pepper fried meat was immediately served, and the heat and aroma volatilized together.

He picked up the plate, very satisfied, and handed it to Yang Ming: "Serve the table, and besides, you can try to speak more colloquially, there is no need to be so rigid all the time." ”

Yang Ming took the plate and nodded as if he didn't understand.

Soon, three dishes, one soup and one meal were put on the table, and Li Yao tasted it, and it tasted really good. Also, those recipes must be designed to the best proportions.

If you say that, isn't there no doubt that the profession of chef is no longer there? What a person can do, a machine can do, and he does it well, and if he doesn't do it as well as a human, it's just a matter of technology. He looked at Yang Ming across the table, even the machine qì people who can think for themselves have done it, what else can the machine qì people not do in the future?

Yang Ming was very polite, his eyes drooped, and he maintained a standard sitting posture.

Li Yao held up the spoon and nodded at him: "I said you-"

Yang Ming looked up.

Li Yao: "You" he couldn't say anything, "Hey, forget it, anyway, there will be a long time to teach you in the future." You log in to NEW first, remember to choose companion mode, and I'll go online to find you later. ”

Yang Ming put on his helmet and sat opposite in silence as just now, Li Yao ate sullenly, feeling a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't say why.

The meals are very fragrant, because there are two meat dishes, and I deliberately chose a refreshing and greasy soup, which is not too hot and tastes just right.

There was no sound of talking, only the sound of a spoon hitting a bowl, which rang out occasionally, and it made no difference whether Yang Ming sat opposite or not.

Chewing, chewing, chewing, swallowing.

Speaking of which, my brother used to occasionally cook breakfast for him, and when his parents were not at home, he would scramble himself an egg fried rice, a ham sausage and two eggs, and cucumber as a side dish. But it's just this Cheng dù, and his brother will only do this.

He once cooked porridge and used the pressure cooker at home, after all, he always watched adults cook, and he didn't understand it, and it was simple, so he scooped up rice and water, turned the knob, and began to cook.

That day, his brother had a fever, returned home from school leave, and slept under the quilt at home, his face was very hot. I pinched his brother's face by the bed, but his brother didn't react, at most he snorted. Adults have dinner that night and won't come, Li Yao originally wanted to go out to buy food, but then he didn't know what happened on a whim, and decided to cook a meal for his brother, after all, he has always been conscious of being on an equal footing with his brother, and if his brother can cook for him, he can naturally cook for his brother.

After thinking about it, it was the easiest to make porridge, but the final result was that the lid was opened when the pressure was reduced, and the porridge sprayed all over the kitchen, and it sprayed all over the ceiling, or his brother struggled to get up and clean up the mess, wiped back and forth with two rags, and washed back and forth, and he looked at it for a while, and went to take a shower.

How old is this?

It's too far away, I don't remember it very well, and I can only remember a short paragraph when I am occasionally triggered by something.

Chewing, chewing, chewing, chewing, chewing, chewing, swallowing.