Many of them are relatively simple foods such as oden, which can be cooked in a pot of soup, and some are ethnic foods. However, this stuff is delicious enough for the current conditions.

Zhang Yuan ate a meatball that he usually doesn't like to eat into his stomach, and choked directly into his throat with that spicy taste, almost tears flowed down.

Maybe it's because the chili oil in Chaotian pepper is a bit too spicy, or maybe it's something else......

How long ago was the last time he tasted this?

"Well, I'm a good cook! I made these fish balls myself. Lin Xuanxuan asked with a smile, looking at him with a pair of eyes.

Zhang Yuan didn't know what to say, the taste was actually quite average, and no matter how you made the balls, it would be like that.

However, the food made by hand, and after being boiled in chili water, it seems to have a different feeling, and the taste is a little different.

That feeling, it's just ......

Soul!

"It's good, it's just a little spicy!" As he spoke, he couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his face.

The spiciness was so spicy that he couldn't tell the other flavors.

In other words, the food itself is not the taste, but the nostalgia for the hometown......

People in various places have their own tastes, the northwest is the taste of mutton and knife-cut noodles, the taste of steamed dumplings wrapped in pork in Dashan Mountain, the red oil in Sichuan is a pot of tumbling red oil, and the sweet and delicate lotus root in Jiangnan is stuffed with the aroma of glutinous rice.

This spiciness, while not the taste of his true hometown, is enough to be nostalgic. Because the whole earth is already a big hometown, even if you eat pasta...... It's also a taste of hometown.

"That Chaotian pepper is so spicy, it should be more planted in the botanical garden, and it can be used for many years in one culture...... By the way, are you a girl from Sichuan, and you still bring a bottle of chili oil to the spaceship? ”

"Guess, guess......" Lin Xuanxuan's face was flushed, and she was already smoked by this spicy taste.

"I don't think so, you're so afraid of spicy!"

"Am I not like a hot girl? Ha! ”

After a while, the big army came.

I heard that Mr. Zhang Yuan, who was "generous and hospitable", was going to invite everyone to dinner, and everyone's interest was very high. Especially when they walked into the cafeteria, many of the original Xia people smelled that familiar smell and showed interest.

The whole dinner is in the form of a buffet, of course, you can also choose to do it yourself.

At this moment, almost everyone thinks of the dishes made not by a certain star hotel or by such and such a chef, but by the smell of their childhood hometown.

Many people chatted around while eating, and the overall atmosphere was very good.

"It's so spicy, it's too spicy, I really don't understand why you're masochistic. According to scientific research, spicy is actually a toxin! John ran over and said profusely sweating.

"I want to eat some sugar, is there any sugar!"

His entire face was swollen from eating, and his tongue was sticking out, and there was no way to retract it.

"Who says eating just for health? Eat, just to taste. Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "John, enjoy the food...... The food varieties of the Xia people are much richer than those of yours. ”

"That...... The black rice is really good, and it would be even better if you could add a little curry. It's a pity that there is no curry, what a pity. ”

"Bibimbap?"

"yes!"

Zhang Yuan really can't agree with this guy's taste of life.

The atmosphere is getting more and more enthusiastic, and everyone seems to have not experienced this kind of lively scene for a long time, and even some people who originally didn't like it to be lively enjoyed it quite a bit.

"Quiet, everyone, be quiet!"

A young man suddenly shouted excitedly, "There is a ...... down there." Ms. Amphifei put on a show for everyone. ”

A girl who seemed to have failed in the game of "Big Adventure" summoned up the courage to go on stage and sang an old song with a red face.

"I felt the fingertips that stopped at the beginning of my hair, like time frozen in an instant.

Remember looking into my determined eyes, maybe there is no tomorrow.

In the face of the vast sea of stars, we are as small as dust......"

There is no accompaniment, nothing more than a cappella.

The level of the singer is not bad, and the light voice echoes in the hearts of everyone, making everyone stop talking.

Zhang Yuan raised his head.

Gathered light years away, the vast majority of their kind are in a deep sleep, and maybe tomorrow will be a dream that they can't wake up from.

Three thousand years is too short, but it is only a short moment in the universe.

Three thousand years is too long, maybe when you wake up, even the human civilization behind you will disappear.

I don't know why, Zhang Yuan felt a faint bitterness in his heart.

If you count the false age, he is already more than two hundred years old, and according to his real age, he is also 27 years old, and he has experienced enough things, and he is no longer an ignorant student who has just graduated.

But now, a little food, a single gathering, can make him feel a taste called happiness, which was unimaginable before.

Perhaps, floating in the vast universe, relying on this mothership, not knowing his ultimate fate or the direction of the future.

1.2 light-years away, although there are more of the same kind, but they are no longer of the same era.

There is no going back, that beautiful, rough world.

This feeling of loneliness, which I have not experienced firsthand, may never really know.

After singing a song, the singer bowed and stepped off the stage.

Bang Bang Bang!

Thunderous applause.

Immediately afterwards, someone spontaneously took the stage and played a song "Childhood Memory" on the harmonica.

Memories of my youth welled up in my heart, and I remember that when I was a child, my father liked to play some pure music at home.

Now in this lonely little environment, suddenly hearing this song really reminds people of a lot of things buried in the depths of memory, happy and sad......

Next, another young man took the stage and showed off his basketball skills.

"Hello everyone, my name is Xu Kun, I am a level 10 staff member of the Ministry of Communications, I like to sing, dance, play basketball, rap ......"

“music！”

"Shh There was a whistle from the audience.

Truth be told, because he hasn't played basketball for a long time, this boy's skills are really bad, but a slightly funny performance brings a joyful atmosphere.

These performers were all voluntary, and Zhang Yuan felt that his palms were a little red.

Three hours later, in a cheerful atmosphere, the dinner ended.

Overall, the dinner was relatively enjoyable and nothing happened.

Many guys who always have a straight face also smiled at one point. Anyway, it doesn't hurt to get together more and make more friends......