As for what will happen next, it is no longer the focus of this article.

Mengwan, who was oiled on the soles of her feet, met the housekeeper with a tiger's face on the way back to her room. What a good blonde handsome guy, why does he like to have a tiger face so much?

"Miss Wan, we'll land later. During this period of airship supply, I hope Miss Wan will not run around. ”

The steward's tone is one of command, not consultation.

"Uh-huh." Mengwan, who didn't know much about the interstellar situation, naturally agreed.

As for whether it can be done later? That's a story for later.

When the airship landed, Mengwan once again exerted her ability to fish in troubled waters. Mixed out with the crowd.

Two frozen bank cards in his pocket, a light brain on his wrist, less than 300 cash in his body, and 30 million black fans on Xingbo......

The original body! Can't you just leave something good for her?

The planet they stayed on this time was an agricultural star, which was why the housekeeper dared to release Mengwan.

For the original body who does not learn and has no skills, this agricultural star is hell. It's different for Mengwan, what is heaven?

This is paradise!

Not only are there a variety of fruits and vegetables, but the freshness is also very good. The price is also very cheap.

"Auntie, how do you sell this turnip?" Mengwan picked up a stall and shook it. Well, it feels smashy.

"You say this big root? Ten one-star coins. ”

Big roots?

This is the name of this familiar and affectionate book.。

The farmers' market has always been Mengwan's home field, and the phrase "a little bargaining expert" is not called in vain. She was originally able to bargain, coupled with the harmless, gentle and cute goose egg face of the original body, and it is not a dream to run rampant in the market.

Ten radishes with a cabbage, a dozen cucumbers with a head of garlic.

Buying, buying...... Mengwan found the problem.

Unlike the original way of determining the price of vegetables in the 21st century according to the difficulty of planting and transportation costs, the way to determine the price of vegetables here is whether they can be eaten directly.

The price of being able to eat it directly is high, and the price of not being able to eat it directly is low.

In the 21st century, spices that were charged by the gram could only be used as an add-on to grocery shopping or as a commercial ingredient for wholesale consumption in tons and tons in the interstellar age.

Tyrannical creatures! Mengwan's heart was dripping blood.

Dragging the spices bought in a hot head, Mengwan squatted on the side of the road very hard.

"Why don't you put it away?" A kind man on the side of the road saw Mengwan's struggling appearance and came over to remind her.

Put it away? Where to receive? Tubaozi Mengwan stared at the tall man in front of her with a confused expression. "Brother dei, where do you take it?"

The man raised the mini pouch in his hand, "You didn't get this at the door?" ”

"What can this hold?" Meng Wan held her mouth, a little dissatisfied. Prostitutes can't be like this, when she's a fool? Is such a small bag used as a souvenir?

"You can fit anything." The man walked over to a stack of radishes and shook the pouch in his hand. With a flash of silver light, the radish disappeared from Mengwan's eyes.

！！！

Is it so powerful! Is it too late for her to go back and get it now!

"Brother Dei, you can help me take a look. I'll go to the door and get one. Mengwan rolled up her sleeves and was about to rush out.

"You can use me for this. My friend's, he doesn't know where he went. ”

"Eh, that's embarrassing."

"It's fine."

As he spoke, the man enthusiastically helped Mengwan pack it all up.

The interstellar people are so enthusiastic, how can Mengwan be left behind? Invite men to visit the market immediately.

It's not because she doesn't know how to open her pockets.

"Hey, why aren't there any meat sellers?"

"Meat? What meat? What do you buy jerky? The man was a little curious. Could it be that the rumors are true? Is the eldest of the Meng family still crazy after being expelled from the Meng family? How could a normal person want to buy meat?

"Buy meat to eat." The 21st Century Carnivore Mengwan takes this for granted. Did the ancestors go to the top of the food chain to make her a vegetarian?

Looking at the speechless appearance of the man next to her, Mengwan was not only embarrassed, but also a little flustered. I saw her at the farmer's market and drifted. All forget that this is the interstellar age, not her twenty-first century.

"Don't you all eat meat?" Meng Wan smiled awkwardly.

"No normal person would eat meat. Meat is a symbol of lowliness. Only people who cannot afford to eat the nutrients allocated by the state and criminals in prisons eat meat. Meat is only used as a raw material for lower nutrients. The man explained to Meng Wan good-naturedly.

Is there a difference? One is eaten directly, and the other is refined into a slime to eat.

She'd rather eat it directly. Eat meat in a big bite, isn't it fragrant?

"There is meat that is eaten directly. It's a pity that this kind of meat comes from interstellar high-level alien beasts. This kind of meat is directly supplied to aristocratic families. Even if you have such a place, you can't afford it. The man patted Mengwan on the shoulder and signaled her not to be delusional.

If the stupid woman in front of her was still the original boss of the Meng family, she could naturally eat the interstellar beast. But now she ......

"Why is it all meat, only the meat of high-level interstellar beasts can be eaten?" Curious baby Mengwan continued to ask. Don't be in the interstellar era, the pigs have all mutated. Like what will turn into a zombie if you eat it, or if you eat it, you will die violently...

"It doesn't smell. Ordinary meat will have a terrible meaty taste. It's either sassy or fishy. ”

？？？

Meat doesn't smell meaty, so can it still be called meat? Are you interstellar people showing off your brains?

Fat? Disturb? Fishy?

What are you afraid of!

Who is she Meng Wan?

She's a little food expert from the big foodie empire!

When she was admitted to university at the age of sixteen, she began to work part-time in the back kitchen of the canteen. After graduating from college at the age of 20, her classmates all went to an accounting firm for internships, and she was the only one who packed her bags and went to a food stall to work as a cook.

When it comes to dealing with food odors, she Mengwan dares to say second, and no one dares to say first. How to process meat that is clean and delicious, Mengwan can write a book "One Hundred and Eight Ways to Process Meat".

"Would I like to buy some meat?" Mengwan stretched out two fingers and tugged at the corner of the man's clothes flatteringly. The big watery eyes were full of longing, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was so careful and flattering.

Staring at Meng Wan's two fingers pinching the corners of his clothes, the man's face darkened slightly. Is this Meng family really stupid? dared to pinch his sleeve directly

"Right there, I'll take you."

If you don't let it be pulled, you won't let it be pulled, what are you staring at her. You don't like Meng Wan, what does it have to do with her Mengwan?

If you say that Mengwan saw the price of the spices just now, there is still time to shout about the tyranny. So now Mengwan, who sees the price of meat, is bent on grabbing meat.

A small rooster with a hernia, one star yuan. In other words, one star coin can buy a hundred little roosters!

Just now, ten radishes bought her one star coin!

What does this equal to?

This is equivalent to giving it away for nothing!

With little oil and sugar, and almost no seasonings, what could be more enjoyable than making quick, delicious steamed chicken and chicken fat rice?

Dry-steamed shredded chicken is one of Meng Wan's specialties, and in her previous life, she was always adrift alone. She often needs to go out to collect wind but can't eat ordinary food, she will always carry a rice cooker and a pack of salt, and the dry steamed shredded chicken that only needs a pot and a pinch of salt has become Meng Wan's most common food.

"Brother Dei, thank you for helping me so much. I'll treat you to a bowl of rice. When she thought of the delicious taste of the dried steamed chicken, Mengwan forgot about the interstellar setting.

"Okay." The man agreed without hesitation.

The Agricultural Star has a dedicated field cooking area, which is what the man told Mengwan. But what she didn't know was that the field cooking area was divided into two parts: one for nutrients and one for food.

The place where the man brought her was where the food was made.

The best thing to do for dry steamed chicken is the castrated baby rooster. Choose a castrated rooster of about two catties to cut the throat, bloodletting, plucking, squeeze out the green onion and ginger juice, add an appropriate amount of salt, stir well, clean the little rooster, drain the water, evenly spread the adjusted green onion and ginger juice on the surface of the little rooster, and fully massage the little rooster during the smearing process, marinate for at least half an hour and then wrap it in aluminum paper and then seal it with plastic wrap and steam it in the steamer for an hour.

If the fragrance of white porridge was sweet and warm before, then the fragrance of steamed chicken is rich and soul-stirring. The fragrance wafting in the wind attracts a large number of richly dressed people to stop and watch.

Mengwan, who was bent on boiling chicken fat, didn't notice how many pairs of glowing eyes were staring at her behind her.

All she could think about now was the steaming chicken fat rice.

The origin of chicken fat rice is no longer verifiable, but it has become a highlight of Southeast Asian cuisine. It is both a meal and a dish.

However, Meng Wan's chicken fat rice is different from the common chicken fat rice on the market, Meng Wan's chicken fat rice retains the freshness of the chicken and the sweetness of the rice to the greatest extent, fresh but not greasy, and the entrance is firm and elastic. When you chew it carefully, you can feel the sweet aftertaste.

Two bowls of rice, one dry steamed chicken. If it weren't for the ideal man sitting opposite, Mengwan would have been able to do it all by herself. Can it be like now, two people are pushing and pushing here?

"Brother dei, you eat. The chicken thigh is the best part of the whole chicken. ”

"Well, good. Thank you. ”

While Mengwan was still cooking, the man had already gulped in the rising aroma of the steamed chicken several times. Every time he smelled it, the corners of his mouth were tingling, and his stomach, which was already full, began to ache faintly again. In my head, a voice kept shouting: He! To eat!

finally had the opportunity to eat, where did he care that this was an abominable broiler and his noble status? Mengwan said that whichever piece was delicious, he would eat whichever piece was delicious.

In front of the gastronomy. What gentlemanly manners, ladies first?

Mengwan, who watched her favorite chicken leg disappear like this, raised her hand and gave herself a mouthful. The action is not big, but it also attracts the attention of the man opposite.

After sucking the last bite of food, the man wiped the corners of his mouth dignifiedly, smiled and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's nothing, my mouth is pumping." Mengwan darkened her face and sneered.

The housekeeper who had purchased the materials followed the crowd and squeezed to Mengwan's side. With disdain on his face, he grabbed Mengwan's wrist stretched out to the chicken wings, and dragged Mengwan to salute the man opposite.

"I'm sorry, ...... Realder"

"Just call me Mr. Vidi." The man interrupted the butler's words and untraceably freed Mengwan's wrist from the butler's hand. "Eat quickly, I'm full."

After eating a few more bites, Mengwan was really full.

"Do you still eat it?" Meng Wan scratched her head, holding the bowl presented by the venue with some reluctance. There are still most of the chickens in front of me that I haven't eaten, what a pity to waste.

"I'm not eating." The man, presumably noticing something, stopped the chopsticks in his hand reaching for another chicken wing, smiled and shook his head. "Thank you for your hospitality today."

"It's okay, it's okay. Thank you, man...... Mr. Vidi. Mengwan took out a banana leaf from her small bag, which she had just bargained for. With quick hands and feet, he helped the man pack half a chicken, bandaged it and handed it over. "This half of the chicken is my thank you, Mr. Vidi, don't dislike it."

"How so. I'm leaving. ”

The butler who grabbed Mengwan's wrist watched the man leave, and then spread his hand to Mengwan. "The remaining half, hand it over."

The butler with a banana leaf bag in one hand and a dreamy butler in the other walked lightly towards the spaceship.

"Marshal!

"The elder of the Meng family, go and check."