The extruder was certainly not as good as the electric sweat press in his previous life, but now Brandy didn't have that particularly small magic engine in his hands, so he had to make do with it first.

Let's get a juicer later, this one will be used for the time being.

Well. It's not a waste, anyway, Flandy is writing a textbook for the Imperial Academy of Sciences, and this squeezer is a prop with the best principle of lever use.

Thinking to himself, I came to the kitchen on the second floor.

The maid Erin was following Frandi's instructions and peeling the huge fruit of peace in the kitchen. It seems that two of them have been cut, but there is no way, the peace fruit grown in the glass greenhouse is too big, and one has dozens of catties.

Another maid, Jiel, was cutting Erin's shaved peace fruit into small pieces.

When Frandy arrived, there was already a pot of sliced peace fruit there.

Placing the squeezer in the kitchen and filling the bucket with sliced pieces, Flanddy pressed the end of the long rod down, and without much effort, he saw a stream of fine pulp and juice flowing from the hole under the bucket.

This peace fruit itself has a lot of juice, and even a bite will ooze out, and after squeezing, the juice will flow downward.

I found a clean linen cloth and filtered the juice to get a cup of freshly squeezed juice.

The two maids watched Frankie busy with curiosity, and when they saw the safe juice that had been prepared, they couldn't help but start swallowing again.

Flendie took a sip, well, thought it was good, pure peace fruit.

A single peace fruit can squeeze out a lot of juice, and he squeezed and filtered a large jar before throwing these things to the maids, and then carried the large jar back to the fourth floor.

Gülen was eating popcorn made of rice, and even though his mouth was so dry, he couldn't help but keep eating it.

"Here, give you this!" Frankie poured a glass of safe juice into the cup.

Perhaps thirsty, Glenn picked up the cup and drank it all.

"Wow, it's fruity!"

But after saying just one word, he ignored Frandi, so angry that Flandi didn't bother to pour it for him, but poured himself a glass, grabbed a handful of popcorn, and nestled on the sofa and looked at the teacher's magic log without moving.

Glenn didn't care, and rolled over and poured himself a glass.

He is reading the script now, which is also his favorite to read, and Flandi has also seen this type, but after the impact of the online articles in his previous life, he doesn't care about these at all.

I don't have time now, if I have time to write a book by myself, which is guaranteed to be much stronger than these books now, maybe it may even be popular on the mainland!

"Hey, what are you two eating?" said Vito, the little fat man, as he stepped out of the magic ladder.

"Ah, Vito is back?" Gülen greeted lazily.

"What smells so good. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Vito saw a half-pot of popcorn on the table.

After running two steps, I came to the table, grabbed a handful of popcorn and stuffed it into my mouth.

"Well, it's delicious. What is this?"

"Brandy's popcorn, are you thirsty? There's a juice from the Ping An Fruit over there, you can pour me a glass." Gülen continued to sit still on the couch.

"Great!" Vito poured Gülen a glass, then another cup and poured himself a glass, and lay comfortably on the couch where he was staying, following the example of the two of them, eating popcorn and drinking Ping An juice.

Gradually, as the friends came back from class one by one, more and more people were lying on the sofa.

One by one, they were eating popcorn and drinking safe juice.

The two maids were too busy to get around, making popcorn in an enhanced pressure cooker while squeezing Ping An juice vigorously.

Frandy, Glenn, Vito, Ted, Gustav, Annie, Shirley, Lilia, Katrina, and later Tom and Jerry come down from the Hardship Room and join the popcorn eating army.

This is still Abba, Mom went to my grandfather's house and was not there, if she was there, it would be thirteen people together.

Erin and Jiel can't help it, the two of them can't supply eleven people's food, especially Ping An juice, they are girls, and it is difficult to get a big jar.

I found two more maids who worked in the hall on the first floor, and it took four people to supply them.

It wasn't until it was almost dinner that everyone realized that their stomachs were full and they were not hungry at all.

"Hey, Flandy, your popcorn is so delicious, can I take it to class tomorrow!"

Anne is not polite at all, her brother's is her own, not only to eat in the magic tower, but also to take to the mentor's magic tower to eat.

"You can bring it, anyway, there is rice. Flandi was unimpressed.

"I want it too!"

"I want it too!"

"I want it too!"

Everyone responded to Anne's suggestion to bring popcorn and learn while eating.

Even Gülen wanted to take popcorn to the palace to share with the ministers.

This startled Erin, who came up with another pot of freshly made popcorn. These eleven people were too busy for two of them, and they called for foreign help.

No matter how much it is, can I only make popcorn every day?

Fortunately, Brandy stopped it in time, and the production of popcorn is now limited, and it is not suitable for large-scale promotion.

"Okay, Frandy, let's forget the popcorn first, what else can you make out of the rice?"

"Ah, I'll think again, think again. ”

Popcorn is just a whim, and if he is allowed to make other delicious rice, he really needs to study it.

"It's up to you, Frandy, and I'm sure you won't let us down!"

"Good, good. ”

No one had dinner, and their stomachs were full of popcorn and Ping An juice. No way, eating too much.

......

The next morning, Flandy continued to write the textbook, and these days he had copied the physics textbook for the first year of junior high school from a rough memory.

However, the more I write, the more I find that it is difficult to get it, and the meaning of some symbols, as well as standard quality, standard scale, and other standard things cannot be obtained.

It seems that to popularize physics knowledge, but also to unify weights and measures, this thing is not something that can be done in a day or two, you can only take it slowly.

Let's write down everything I can remember first, it's been so long, and many memories are already a little blurry.

This damn blizzard season is too delayed, but fortunately, it will be over for another month, as long as you wait for the blizzard season, it is the New Year, and after the New Year, you can go to the battlefield of Duk Mahon and find the teacher.

It's almost the New Year again, the last time I celebrated the New Year, His Majesty Haman and the Grand Prince of Bowen are still here, and the time of this year has changed too much, and it is too urgent.

Thinking of the New Year, I can't help but think of the Spring Festival Gala in my previous life, no way, the Spring Festival Gala is so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, even if I have been in the Oskaia continent for so many years, I can't forget the habits I developed in my previous life.

Forget it, there's nothing, there's no skit cross talk or anything like that in this world, there are acrobatics, but those artists who perform will not come out to set up stalls in the past blizzard season.

There is music, but it is all classical music, which can make people sleepy when they listen to it.

In the previous life, some people said that many magicians were mixed with magicians, but there are many magicians in this world, and it is estimated that no one likes to see simple tricks and tricks.

The world is still very feudal and conservative, and it is not realistic to want a group of young ladies to show their thighs on stage.

If there is nothing, what should I do about the Spring Festival Gala? It doesn't work to record or broadcast, there is no TV, there is no electricity, there is nothing.

Let's go to the palace for dinner honestly, don't think so much.

By the way, can you have dumplings?

Yesterday I just said if I could make some delicious rice with rice, and Frandy immediately remembered the dumplings.

It's a pity that there is no flour, the flour is made of wheat. The world has not yet found wheat.

Can you grind it with rice? Flandy wasn't sure if the rice had the same adhesion as flour.

Dumpling filling is easy to say, you can use anything.

What if? Franky threw down the textbook he was writing, grabbed a blank drawing, and began to draw the design.