Thinking of studying ingredients in Chisha City, Ming Fengrui made a request: "It's okay to research, but you must go to the restaurant for three meals a day." ”

looked at Duo'er, who was buried in the ingredients, and reminded: "This is the rule of our family, and we must eat on time at home." ”

Duo'er raised her eyebrows, looked sideways at him, and asked silently, "I haven't seen you do this before?" ”

Seeing that Duo'er didn't believe it, Ming Fengrui tilted his head and glanced at the housekeeper.

Steward Ming hurriedly bowed down and confirmed, "That's the case, miss." He secretly complained in his heart, "Hmph, it's not that the young master can't do it." ”

"You have to practice every day, integrate combat skills, and you can't interrupt it." Ming Fengrui continued to ask, "I will supervise it at home." ”

Duo'er nodded and agreed, cultivation is to persevere. She has always insisted on practicing outside before, even her sword skills and boxing skills have never relaxed.

These days, watching the battle between the Pinnacle Squad and Captain Harry, Duoer has gained a little.

Although her knife skills and boxing skills are good, she does need to hone and fuse her with dull moves, and there is still a lot of room for improvement.

"Then I'll eat your food three times a day." Finally, Ming Fengrui emphasized his welfare.

The housekeeper who listened couldn't help but look up at the sky.

"The young master is so shameless, and he squeezes the young lady again." The housekeeper looked at the young lady who nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

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Duo'er first went to the practice room to practice sword skills and tai chi, and then used her abilities to attack and defend, until she used up her abilities to absorb the natural elements.

After finishing her cultivation and returning to her room to wash and change her clothes, she went to her small kitchen.

The kitchenette is actually not small at all, divided into three rooms. In the innermost part is a large equipment for roasting, steaming, and boiling, and on the outside is a long cooking table and a stove that is used most often, and small auxiliary tools are placed on the shelves next to the walls.

The equipment in the kitchen was moved from Chisha City by Ming Fengrui before he entered the high-level danger zone. At that time, he had already decided that after the team returned, he would live here in Chiyan City.

Off the kitchen is a small dining room that can seat ten people. Rather than opulent décor like the manor's main dining room, this small dining room is a sophisticated and welcoming forest treehouse that exudes a touch of homely warmth.

Every nook and cranny of the treehouse is carefully furnished.

Beautiful lamps are wrapped with green vines and flowers. The classic wood-grained dining table is not very large and is topped with a warm tablecloth. Soft pillows are placed on the matching dining chairs, and the armrests of the chairs are also wrapped with green vines and beautiful flowers, which contrast with the greenery in the sky.

The soft green straw mats on the floor, the scene projected on the wall is a fairyland-like green forest, cute little animals are still playing leisurely, and the sound of tinkling water and crisp birdsong can be faintly heard in your ears.

The first time Duo'er entered here, she was fascinated, "Oh my God, Wuwei, this is my kitchen, so beautiful!" "It's as if in an instant, back to nature, so quiet and harmonious. She wears a white flowing dress, and here she looks like a fairy princess in a fairyland.

"It's not a fairy, how did this make a room like this? The humans here are also very powerful. "The five flavors who are used to seeing the methods of the immortal family are also shocked.

Coming back to her senses, Duo'er began to cook her favorite dishes in this beautiful wonderland.

The ingredients in her hand are all obtained after arriving at Red Mars, the alien plants of fire wood and the alien beasts of fire, and the food made of these materials can be eaten by her and Ming Fengrui.

Duo'er plans to deal with the countless exotic fruits first.

She first cleaned the exotic fruits according to energy classification, leaving some of the ones she usually eats.

Then I took some exotic fruits, cut them into small pieces, baked them at low temperature until they were semi-dry, and put them in airtight jars. Some of them are drizzled with sweet syrup and made into mixed fruit shops, and some are sealed and dried into fruits.

Then I took some fruit and broke it, steamed it in a steamer, mixed it with sweet syrup and sealed it, and made it into jam.

The rest are brewed mixed fruit wine, before Duoer just tried to brew some low-grade fruit wine, since the trial effect is good, always have to prepare more, Ming Fengrui also likes it.

He also selected half of the green-grade exotic fruits specially given by Ming Fengrui to make wine, and specially added a drop of flint milk, thinking that this barrel of wine must be different, and Duoer is looking forward to it.

Looking at the time of the liaison, Ming Fengrui was almost coming back for dinner. Dolle tidies up the messy kitchen and prepares lunch.

The intermediate materials have not yet been studied, so Duo'er had to choose a few ingredients according to the Red Mars Species Encyclopedia.

Gugu Beast, Huo Qiong, and Fire Tree Mushroom are all fire-based green-level ingredients, which are more suitable for Ming Fengrui, and she chose a thorn fruit, and Duo'er began to make the staple food she had been thinking about for a long time.

First, handle the goo-goo, take out the fat and thin meat, cut it into large pieces, and wash the fire qiong and tree mushrooms.

Put the green-grade grease into the pot, wait for the oil to be hot, put in the Gugu beast meat and stir-fry a few times, add the blazing flowers, fire salt crystals, tree mushrooms, and spring water, and stew together.

Take out the thorn fruit powder and put it in the bowl, squeeze the juice of the fire, mix the juice into the powder, and knead it into a dough. Set the dough aside to rest.

He kneaded the dough with low-grade heterophytic redhead grass and set it aside to wake up.

When the meat is almost cooked, Duo'er starts to boil a pot, takes the awakened dough in her hand, dips it in some cooked oil and starts ramen.

Duo'er shook vigorously, flung left and right, and the dough seemed to have been spelled in her hands, turning into dozens of thin and long noodles. The noodles are so thin that they seem to break at the slightest touch, but they are so resilient that no matter how much Duo'er pulls them, they will keep sticking.

Duo'er grabbed the ends of the noodles with her hands, shook them slightly, and as soon as her hands were released, the noodles fell into the boiling water. Only then did she raise her eyes and find that at the kitchen door, Ming Fengrui was leaning against the door with her arms crossed and quietly watching her busy in the kitchen.

Do'er smiled sideways at him and greeted, "Coming back?" Wait a minute, you're going to be done. ”

Ming Fengrui smiled faintly, turned around and went to the dining table to wait.

Duo'er turned around and saw that the noodles in the pot had been tumbling a few times, scooped them up and put them in a food bowl, added the soup for cooking noodles, and then poured the boiled Gugu beast meat and soup on the noodles. Finally, several previously pickled side dishes were served and handed over to the robot to serve on the table.

Subsequently, I also ordered noodles for myself, prepared the braised and spicy empty knots that had been made in the space, selected a few low-grade side dishes, poured a cup of favorite tartar fruit juice, and put it on the tray together and served it to the restaurant.

Ming Fengrui leisurely drank fruit wine while checking the information on the contact. Seeing that Duo'er was also sitting at the table, he helped Duo'er arrange the food on the tray one by one, and then brought his own food to eat.

Neither of them spoke, and the meal was quiet, and the restaurant was filled with the sound of running water and melodious birdsong. The corners of Ming Fengrui's mouth have been happily hooked, and a faint warmth permeates the two of them.