Xilucheng returned home, and Donglun Jing was in front of the mirror, looking at his new pet clothes.

Cool clothes envelop its entire body, revealing only its head and tail and four paws.

Dong Lun Jing walked around the mirror with satisfaction, and not long after Xilu Cheng came out of the house, put the clothes for the eldest brother into his bedroom, and then took some ingredients into the kitchen.

"Today we are going to deliver food to my mother, and by the way, we will see how my mother is doing."

Since Xilucheng came to the interstellar, she has never seen her mother.

She was an orphan in her previous life and had never experienced family affection at all, so she cherished her current family very much.

Xilu Cheng first roasted a chicken for Ah Jing, and she prepared the other chicken to use to make chicken soup.

As soon as she started broadcasting, many people came in the live broadcast room.

[Chengcheng baby, I'm here! ] 】

[Chengcheng met that woman again today, it's really unlucky. 】

[Today, Chengcheng's pet is domineering to protect Chengcheng, and feed it a few more pieces of meat. 】

【What is Cheng Cheng going to cook today?】 】

[Follow Chengcheng to eat, I now have a regular meal. 】

[Watching Chengcheng's live broadcast, I don't have the appetite to eat nutritious meals. 】

Xilucheng looked at the barrage and chuckled to introduce the content of today's live broadcast.

"I'm going to see my mother in the hospital today and prepare a pot of soup."

Xilucheng cleaned up the pheasant, blanched it in a pot and boiled the bloody water.

"It's a pity that there is no casserole, otherwise it will taste better." Xilu Cheng put the chicken in the big boiling pot, and use this pot to make do with it first.

Add water to the pot to cover the chicken, pour in cooking wine, add a handful of shallots and a few slices of chopped ginger, and bring to a boil over high heat.

【What is a casserole?】 】

[Is it possible that the anchor is talking about killing the pot? ] 】

[Kill the pot? A pot that kills beasts? It seems a bit difficult to study. 】

[Machine pot, put the live beast in it, and wait for the pot to slaughter itself. 】

[It doesn't seem impossible to say upstairs. 】

Xilu Cheng lowered his head and turned on the fire, and the barrage had already begun to study high-tech pots.

She couldn't laugh or cry when she saw it, and said: "The casserole is a kind of pot that is fired at high temperature with special stones and clay, which has the characteristics of aeration, adsorption, uniform heat transfer, and slow heat dissipation. It is better to be resistant to high temperatures, which is more practical. ”

[Understood, this is arranged.] 】

[So what does a special ingredient mean?] 】

[The anchor shouldn't know this.] 】

[She must know, otherwise how can she tell the characteristics? 】

Xilu Cheng smiled silently in her heart, she really knew.

She had studied casseroles on purpose.

It's just that she wasn't sure what Azure Star named the stone, she said it was fels, but if Blue Star didn't call it this, then it would be useless for her to say it.

"I don't know about this, I don't study very well." Xilu Chengwan smiled a little embarrassed.

Netizens didn't ask, after all, no one is a professional researcher here.

"But do you have any good school recommendations? The kind that doesn't have to take exams, and I've been wanting to go back to school lately. ”

Xilucheng has a general understanding of the school, one is to be admitted all the way from a young age, and graduates of this model are very easy to find a job after graduation.

There is also a type of specialized learning of combat skills, which does not require layers of exams, but certificates are still issued, but the job is not as easy to find as graduates of the first type.

Xilucheng wants to study now, so he can only take the second model, but not all schools provide such campuses.

The barrage listed several schools that Xilu Cheng could attend, and she sat on the table and took a pen to record them one by one.

There are too many things in the communicator, and she thinks it's hard to find, and Zhi Brain won't take it out every day, so she just writes it by hand.

[God, the anchor's hand...... Really...... There are characteristics. 】

[If it's ugly, it's ugly, what the hell is it hahaha. 】

[High EQ: Characteristic. Low EQ: Unsightly. 】

[It's really not good-looking, no wonder Chengcheng wants to read.] 】

[But there are very few people who can write now, except for those in military schools, who still uses a pen? ] 】

[Almost, now everyone is handwritten, and it is estimated that there are few good-looking ones. 】

[Electronic writing is also a technique.] 】

Netizens pulled the skin and pulled Xilucheng's chicken soup to boil.

She took the pot and set it aside, and as soon as she opened the lid, the fresh taste of the chicken soup greeted her.

Even Donglunjing, who was eating roast chicken on the side, raised his head and sniffed.

Xilucheng first packed out a copy and prepared to take it to her mother to drink later.

I filled myself another bowl for live broadcast, and kept the rest for my father and eldest brother.

"Whew!"

Dong Lun Jing came to the kitchen with one of his rice bowls, staring at the soup in the pot.

"You just ate a whole chicken." Xilucheng was shocked, the pheasant is not small, it is the size of a few geese, it can still eat?

Donglun Jing lowered his head and moved the basin, Xilu Cheng served soup to Dong Lun Jing again, and fished a few pieces of meat for it by the way, "Okay, I'll give you some." ”

Ah Jing left with the basin satisfied, and walked to the corner to drink the soup peacefully.

[Dogs eat better than me!] 】

[What a life! I can't even eat what Cheng Cheng made himself. 】

[It doesn't look very tasty.] 】

[Cheng Cheng makes every dish, and some people say that it is not delicious. 】

Xilucheng held a small bowl of chicken soup and took a shallow sip, the chicken soup was delicious and had an endless aftertaste.

The chicken soup has been stewed for a long time, and the bones are soft and rotten, and the meat and bones are separated when you bite into it.

The audience enjoyed the delicious sharing, and the action of rewarding in their hands did not stop, and Xilucheng suddenly remembered something.

She ran into the house to change into her newly bought clothes, and the fresh exercise outfit with a high ponytail made her look energetic.

"The new clothes I bought with the money I earned yesterday look good, right?"

Xilu Cheng is like a child who has got a baby, and can't wait to come to the camera to share.

But it also makes some fans who like her feel a little sad, how did Xilucheng say before, he was also a child who grew up in the Yan family, and now he will be happy for a new set of clothes, which is really distressing.

[Babies look good in whatever they wear!] 】

[I seem to understand why girls love to play with dress-ups, and I seem to be changing Chengcheng's new clothes now.] 】

[Chengcheng changes casually, and the money for buying clothes is my share. 】

[Chengcheng looks good, and he looks good in anything. 】

[At this moment, I really feel like an old mother, looking at Chengcheng and smiling, I also show an old mother-like smile. 】

[Directly uninstall all dress-up games, and sponsor clothes for Chengcheng in the future! ] 】

Xilucheng smiled embarrassedly, "I still have a lot of money, I just want to share new clothes with you." ”

She had no friends in her previous life and occasionally made food videos, but the atmosphere of the reviews was not as good as it is now.

Looking at the full screen of praise, Xilucheng thought that he was about to fall in love with the live broadcast.

She even had the illusion that she was supposed to live in the interstellar world, and that everything here was too suitable for her.