As the animals began to take their first sip of hot soup, a duck floated down the water.

When it floated nearby, the duck calmly flapped its wings, stepped on the water, flapped its wings a little bit and walked ashore, and that posture was a bit like a dragonfly dotting the water.

The body shape of this duck is the normal body shape in Jiang Di's cognition, so when he enters the pile of expansive animals, he really has to pay attention to whether he steps on it when he falls every step.

Jiang Di was not the first to notice it, it did come straight to Jiang Di.

"I want to drink."

The meaning is concise and clear, and not a single word is suspected of nonsense.

Jiang Di took a small bowl and filled it with a bowl of soup, looking at the duck and knowing how to blow it cold and drink some small sips, she suddenly found that she seemed to hear the duck speak directly.

The animals did not look surprised at all, as if they were familiar with the duck, and there was a faint respect for it in their movements and expressions.

There was still a lot of soup and corn ribs left in the pot, and the bowl was no longer enough at this time, and all the animals were immersed in the soup, and Jiang Tusheng drank it while paying attention to which bowl of soup was about to bottom out.

But Jiang Di's own ordinary small bowl of soup has not been finished yet, and the duck has already grunted and drunk its share of soup, which seems to have opened up some tricks in it, making it a little crazy or abnormal.

When she saw a white shadow flashing in front of her, Jiang Di didn't react, and then she heard the sound of something falling into the water, no—it was the sound of falling soup.

Half a pot of soup with a duck in it that has swelled a lot.

It's a big soup duck, it should be cooked thoroughly.

Jiang Di suddenly had such an idea, and subconsciously covered the pot lid for fear that the cooked duck would fly, and only reacted after covering the pot lid, the duck in the pot should be the duck that floated down the water.

Maybe it's because the soup is better, and then it tastes a little good, and then it ......

I don't know if it's been stewed at this moment.

Jiang Di hurriedly lifted the lid of the pot, the fire in the stove had not been extinguished, the soup in the pot was still gurgling, and the duck was not afraid of being hot at all, and drinking soup happily was like drinking water.

It's still lively, uncooked, not a little uncomfortable.

It's just that the speed of drinking water is a bit fast, drinking and drinking, if you just look at it and drink it, you won't feel anything abnormal, but seeing that this half pot of soup is about to bottom out, Jiang Di's eyes gradually widened.

I didn't stare at it very much, I was just surprised.

At this speed, at this size, it seems a little unfeasible.

The duck is a smaller duck, and it is a piping hot soup that is drunk when it is soaked in soup and boiled with the corn ribs at the bottom of the pot after it has grown a little bigger.

Jiang Di knew that his current steel stomach couldn't stand it and drank such a hot soup directly, and before the duck would have a blowing action every time he drank a mouthful of soup, it was obvious that he knew that the soup would be cooled before drinking, and now this operation is in Si Can't understand the duck.

"Are you okay?"

"Me? I'm fine. ”

"Isn't the soup hot?"

"I'm not afraid of getting hot."

"I called here, it's the boss of this area, and I'm in charge of them."

Duck Duck's voice is a little immature, and the sound of sucking and drinking soup has not stopped.

I was stunned to drink the soup into a straw and drink milk tea, which is also excellent.

Only...... Soaking yourself in the soup and then drinking the soup seems to be no different from drinking your own bath water, which is the same kind of operation, one nature.

Although Jiang Di doesn't drink soup now, other animals can't show a little protest against the behavior of this animal head and a duck drinking half a pot of soup, but this doesn't seem to be very good.

"It has a self-cleaning function, its body is clean enough, and all dirt will be some distance from it, and it can't get close to it, and it can't stick to its body, so you don't have to worry about it drinking the soup that stews itself and will have other problems with its stomach." 001's prompt has always been particularly timely, successfully preventing Jiang Di from asking similar questions.

After the soup was drunk, the fire in the stove also decreased, purely to retain the state of fire, and a duck came over to get bigger again, one bite at a time, one piece of ribs, chewing and chewing, and the bones were not spit out.

The corn is also chuachuachua a few bites, eaten very quickly, full of food and drink, and the bottom of the pot is clean.

As a witness who witnessed the whole process of solving half a pot of soup, Jiang Di was quite suspicious of his eyes at the moment.

It's just such a small duck, even if it gets bigger, it's a duck that can fit in a pot, and it actually drank half a pot of soup that was not enough, and the pork ribs and corn at the bottom of the pot were not left......

This kind of operation is comfortable and excellent, and with such a foodie, there is no need to worry about leftovers and no waste of food.

If she can raise such a duck - stop, such an edible duck, she Jiang Di can't afford to raise it, it is enough to raise one Yan Xi, and if she raises such a duck, she is very likely to go bankrupt.

Jiang Di's half-pot soup was obviously recognized by the big guy Duck Duck, and the name was told to her, but Jiang Di didn't react when she heard the word "come over", and she didn't know what the big guy Duck Duck was willing to tell other creatures what his name meant.

"Hey, human, what's your name?" The duck duck jumped out of the cauldron and jumped onto Yibai's head to stand, and at this time it was the small size when it first appeared in Jiang Di's sight.

It's a bit rude to talk like this, but the voice of the big guy duck duck is a little cute, and then there is a tsundere tone, so there is no suspicion of impoliteness at all, only cuteness.

In addition to being cute, it's still cute.

"My name is Chu Jiu." I don't expect the animals to know which "chu" and which "jiu" it is, they are originally creatures that rely on their breath to remember the creatures around them, and the name doesn't matter at all.

Chu Jiu actually doesn't have a name, but she is the first generation of experimental subjects in the mouth of those researchers in the research institute, and calling herself Chu Jiu is also a convenient name.

There are not many animals on this planet that have names, and it doesn't matter if they have a name or not, and they don't rely on their names to tell who is who, they can be accurately distinguished by different breaths.

But having a name will make them feel that they are valued, not superior, and simply feel that they are more important, more capable, and more recognized than before.

So not all animals have names, and there are quite a few animals that have just inflated their size, and their IQ has not increased at all, so they are often prey hunted and eaten by carnivorous animals.

They are obtained in perfect form, showing the skilful cutting skills of the meat pickers, as well as the ease with which they move in and out of motion.