Malt flattened his mouth, hey, how much gold can this space be exchanged for?

The gold to the mouth flew away like this, can it not be angry?

Su Youluan didn't care if the malt was angry or not, looking at those colorful things, although his face was still always cold, but his heart was happy.

The third row is full of kitchen utensils, pots and pans, juicers, microwaves, refrigerators, and more.

"Juicer? Microwave oven? Refrigerator? What's the use of all this, and there's no power supply. ”

Su Youluan said disgustedly, suddenly remembered something, and looked at the malt on the side with faint eyes.

"Oh, malt, you said that since these things are here, they must have the value of existence, otherwise they are just meaningless things, right?"

Malt has a stupid and cute little head.

"You have a way to generate electricity, don't you?"

Continued to nod his little head, and when Malt found out what he had done, he shook his head desperately, how could it sell itself again? Stupid to death, stupid to death!

Ran Goose ...... Su Youluan was unmoved by this. "Then I'll leave it to you, power cute."

Malt...... There is no love face.

"Don't mind, I'll pay you." Su Youluan smiled helplessly.

Mai's eyes lit up when he heard this, his hands danced, and his mouth shouted loudly: "Gold! Gold! Gold! ”

"Okay, good, malt, you're going to fall into the eyes of money."

The fourth row was the kitchen condiment, which made Su Youluan even more happy, and she ran over excitedly like Malt just now to pick up every bottle of condiment on the shelf and look at it.

"Tomato sauce, bean paste spicy sauce, light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, ......"

The more she looked at it, the brighter her eyes became, you must know that these things are what she lacks the most now.

The condiments of this world-shattering world are simply pitiful, and a few days ago she went to the kitchen in the mansion and went around, only to find some salt, sugar, oil refined from pork, and some dogwood. Other than that, there are no other condiments.

I asked the kitchen guy in the house, and I learned that some of the spices had run out, and because they were rare, it would take some time to transport them.

Fortunately, the sucrose refining technology in this world is not bad, so the pastries made can barely be eaten at least for a veteran foodie like Su Youluan. So she has been living on pastries for the past few days, and as for those meals, she is really insensitive to them.

Now that she saw so many condiments at once, she was so happy that she was about to cry.

"Tonight I'm going to show off my skills and restore the happiness of my tongue!"

Holding a carrot in one hand and a bottle of spices in the other, Su Youluan made bold statements.

Malt yawned boredly, and it seemed that as soon as he encountered the food, the owner's personality collapsed. It doesn't understand, is the food as good as gold?

Su Youluan turned his head and glared at it fiercely, and said disdainfully: "How can you know that the food culture is broad and profound, and has a long history?" ”

"Yes, yes, the malt is dull, the malt doesn't understand."

Malt secretly rolled his eyes indecently, who is the real ordinary man now, doesn't the master himself know?

Su Youluan picked and chosen, hugged a lot of vegetables and spices, and then got out of the space satisfied.

When he came out, he saw that the malt didn't follow, and he felt a little strange, so he went into the space again and planned to call it out.

When I went in again, I saw Malt like an old man, wrinkling his face and sighing at a large pile of vegetables.

"Vegetables, vegetables, now it's only you with me, it's so boring, hey!"

"In that case, why don't you go out with me?"

Su Youluan's sudden voice startled Malt, Malt patted his little heart, and said angrily: "It's all said, I'm a space spirit pet, of course I can't get out of space!" ”