Farming in the beast world starts with the cub learning system

Brother Zhu thought his sister was a little strange. She was blaming the chickens for no reason. Thinking of the chickens that were moved from the old house to the second floor before the snow season, he couldn't help but want to raise the knife.

Why do we still raise chickens when we have so much meat at home? It’s not even enough for two meals, and we have to clean up the chicken poop every day, it stinks.

Thinking of this, his appetite suddenly became worse, so he picked up a few pieces of steamed pork with rice flour for his child and said with a loving smile, "An An, eat more. Dad will feed you first."

The little cub Zhu Ping'an looked at the meat in the bowl, then looked at his father, his mouth pursed, and he protested with tears in his eyes, "I don't want so much pink meat, bad father, take it away quickly."

Second Brother Zhu: "..." We can't keep that brat anymore.

"Ahem," Zhu Ersao took all the steamed pork with rice flour from her son's bowl and coaxed him with a smile, "Don't worry, An'an. Tell mom what you want to eat."

Zhu Ping'an pointed with his finger, "I want a piece of the red meat, a piece of the big bone, and the black meat as well..."



In summary, except for the steamed pork with rice flour that we ate at the beginning, you should try all the other meats.

Zhu Ersao is also a tiger. She picks up whatever the cub points to, without any hesitation, and doesn't care about the wild pepper stuck on some of the meat.

"Wait," Zhu A Niang couldn't help but speak, "Taro beef brisket is too spicy, not suitable for a cub of a few years old. Spicy rabbit cubes and boiled fish fillets, anything with chili in it is not allowed to be put into his bowl."

Really, how can a little cub eat such spicy food? An An is right, the second brother and his companion are unreliable.

"Ah, I didn't even notice that," Zhu Ersao laughed, dragged her son's bowl over and picked out the spicy dishes, "Okay, the rest don't have chili in them."

Zhu Pingan pointed at the red soup at the bottom of the bowl and said, "It's very red and spicy. Mom, please change it for me."

He is very smart and knows what grandma means as soon as she says it.

Mrs. Zhu muttered quietly, "What a hassle! You're already this old, you should learn to eat spicy food, otherwise many dishes will be hard to cook."

It was because Yuanyuan was quick and patient that she was able to prepare so many different kinds of food for lunch. If it were her, she would just cook one kind of meat and one kind of soup at most, making it as simple as possible.

"How old is An An?" Grandpa Zhu passionately demonstrated what it means to be close to a person of different generations. "If he wants to learn to eat spicy food, he has to wait until he is ten years old."

Mrs. Zhu nodded and agreed, "I know, don't worry, Grandpa."

"Grandpa is the best, An An loves you the most," Zhu Ping'an shouted in a flattering manner.

"You have so many favorite people," Zhu Yuanyuan complained, "Just now you said you liked your aunt the most, and you changed your mind in just a short time. Amazing!"

As he spoke, he gave his nephew a thumbs up.

Zhu Pingan blinked innocently, "Aunt is my favorite aunt, and Grandpa is my favorite Grandpa, they are different~"

It sounds a bit confusing, but if you think about it carefully, it makes sense. Zhu Yuanyuan sighed, "He's quite smart at such a young age."

"Baji, baji," Zhu Ping'an was busy eating meat and had no time to pay attention to his talkative aunt.

The witch on duty went back to the next door to watch the door after eating, while Hu Yin was drinking hawthorn water to relieve greasiness and help digestion.

Zhu Yuanyuan joked, "Master, why are you so full again? No matter how delicious the food is, you have to eat slowly~"

"Nonsense," Hu Yin glared at his apprentice coldly, "I ate a little too much fatty meat and felt a little sick, but I wasn't too full."

He won't admit it even if he's full. Doesn't he have any dignity?

This lousy apprentice is so annoying!

"Yes, yes, yes," Zhu Yuanyuan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Master just ate too much fatty meat, he is definitely not too full."

Although it was clearly a word of agreement, it sounded a little off. Hu Yin looked at his apprentice with an increasingly cold gaze, "What? Do you think I eat too much?"

Zhu Yuanyuan was stunned. Oh my God, this was a joke. How could she dare to have such a rebellious idea?

She kept complaining in her heart, but her body was honestly going to soak in goat milk. The two kids had loud voices, and if they really starved them, people living in the same row of houses would be able to hear them, and then she would become a vicious mother.

After feeding the two cubs, Zhu Yuanyuan lay on the baby carriage to play with them while she said to her partner who was washing dishes and cleaning the kitchen, "Brother Shi, do you think we should move them to the kang to lie down for a while?"

It is convenient to push the stroller when going out, but there is not much space. The two cubs are growing up day by day. It is okay for them to lie side by side, but it is a bit difficult for them to turn over or move their hands and feet. If they are not careful, they will hit the brothers next to them, and then start fighting.

They are all people who don't like to suffer losses. They are already veterans in fighting before they even grow teeth.