It’s not easy to be an interstellar chef

When Yang Qingjun drove the aircraft over, he received a meaningful look from his friend. Then Yue Ming sighed and patted Yang Qingjun on the shoulder.

Yang Qingjun was confused: "What are you doing?"

Yue Ming sighed: "I think you are too far behind others." Too far behind Yan Tieyi.

But Yang Qingjun obviously didn't understand Yue Ming's words, so he said unceremoniously: "Are you okay? Is there something wrong with your brain?"

They have a good relationship, so saying this won't affect their relationship very much.

Yue Ming said: "Good intentions are not rewarded."

Then he pulled Su Chaoqi onto the aircraft.

The three of them drove all the way to the area where mung beans grew.

The undeveloped area was overgrown with weeds, and the grass was taller than a person. There was nowhere to go. Yue Ming did not let Su Chaoqi get off the aircraft, and only went down with Yang Qingjun.

Yang Qingjun remembered the location, and they quickly found the mung bean plant.

Yue Ming picked one and asked the transport robot to deliver it to Su Chaoqi.

Su Chaoqi compared the plants and information in his hands, confirmed that this was what they were looking for, and nodded towards them.

Then all you have to do is dig up the plants and transplant them.

Yue Ming is very experienced in these matters, and he also has people who specialize in doing this kind of thing. He can call people over to deal with it just by making a message, so he did not hesitate to send a message.

These mung beans will be transplanted to his asteroid. After all, he still has to buy them from Yang Qingjun.

However, Yang Qingjun didn't care about this with him and didn't ask for his money, but it was impossible for Yang Qingjun to spend money for transplanting.

"Collect the mung beans first," Su Chaoqi told him, "and then transplant them."

"Don't worry," Yue Ming nodded and said proudly: "My people are already very experienced in these things."

Su Chaoqi smiled, and Yang Qingjun punched him on the shoulder: "Okay, you kid, you have the demeanor of a general manager."

Yue Ming smiled and shook his head, then asked Su Chaoqi: "Then let's find a place to rest for a while?"

Of course, Su Chaoqi would not finish the matter so simply. She shook her head: "No, go around in a circle. I want to see if there are any other plants that can be used as vegetables."

In the interstellar world, there are many plants that Blue Star does not have. Su Chaoqi needs to observe, identify, and test them before dare to use them for food. However, she is not yet qualified to apply for a laboratory, so she just picks the plants that Blue Star has. Plants are used in vegetables, interstellar plants... let’s talk about it.

Food was a big deal, and both Yue Ming and Yang Qingjun took Su Chaoqi around the area in high spirits.

Unfortunately, it didn't, so the three of them could only go back slightly disappointed.

The Yang family has a residence on this asteroid, so Yang Qingjun took people to his family's residence.

Interstellar houses are not valuable, so the Yang family is also very large, with many separated functional areas, but there is no kitchen.

Yang Qingjun poured water for the two of them, and Yue Ming asked extremely curiously: "Why do you care about your family's property?"

Building a ski resort is definitely not what Yang Qingjun wants to do. This kind of thing is tiring, troublesome, and time-consuming. How could a dude who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun do such a thing.

Yang Qingjun looked at the sky sadly and sighed: "It's all because of you."

Yue Ming's eyes were filled with confusion: What's wrong with him?

Yang Qingjun said confidently: "Because you have something to do now, my dad can't bear to see me idle at home."

Yue Ming: Is it his fault?

But this seemed to open up Yang Qingjun's chatterbox. He said nonchalantly: "Originally, we were just friends who ate, drank and had fun together, but you suddenly transformed into an entrepreneur. My dad looked at me everywhere and scolded me every day. , and then he left things to me and said that if I didn’t do well, he would beat me.”

Yue Ming was speechless: "What kind of entrepreneur am I? I only make pocket money a year."

Su Chaoqi twitched her lips. She had lived for so many years and had not spent as much as Yue Ming's annual pocket money.

A company's net profit of several hundred thousand or nearly one million is not particularly low.

The reason why it is not big is that the market is too small, there are not many chefs, and there is not much soy sauce required. Just imagine how much profit it can create if every family in the interstellar uses soy sauce.

Yang Qingjun also said: "What else do you want? You don't lack a place to live. It's enough to earn pocket money."

What you have to take care of in life is not only food, clothing, housing and transportation, but these things, even if Yue Ming's father gives up his throne to his eldest son, Yue Ming will not be missing these things, so Yue Ming can really live a very comfortable life as long as he has pocket money. .

Yue Ming said: "But I don't have anywhere to spend money."

He is not like before, eating, drinking and having fun everywhere. He is so busy now that he has no time to spend money.

These words were so hateful that Yang Qingjun didn't want to pay attention to him, so he talked to Su Chaoqi: "Sister Chaoqi, when our family's ski resort is built, we must bring sister Chao Liu to play with us."

Su Chaoqi smiled and replied: "Don't worry, I will come whenever I have time."

Whether she has time or not is not up to her.

But Yang Qingjun was dismissed. He sighed: "Actually, to start a business, I also want to do something I like to do like A Ming."

He really has no interest in engineering construction or anything like that.

"How easy do you think I am," Yue Ming said angrily, "I just got over it and regretted it countless times later. Why did I do these things? I am not short of money and am not being pressured by my father. of."

To be honest, if Su Chaoqi had not provided a large amount of technical data support at that time, he would not have been able to persist. It was too bitter. He, a boss, had to go to the fields to see how the bean sprouts were growing, as well as every aspect of brewing soy sauce. Everyone went to look at him in person, didn’t you see that he had a lot of tan? It’s just that interstellar tanning is also an aesthetic and popular thing, so no one cared about it.

"Then I'm willing too," Yang Qingjun said, "It's better than building a ski resort now."

Yue Ming wanted to ask you if it was because the drunkard was not in the bar, but he still held back and looked at Su Chaoqi: "What does Chaoqi think, let him grow soybeans to make soy sauce?"

Yang Qingjun said: "There is no need to plant soybeans. There are no mung beans here. I can also plant mung beans."

Su Chaoqi couldn't tell whether they were joking or serious.

"I forgot to tell you," Su Chaoqi said, "Don't plant too many mung beans, because they are not as useful as soybeans."

Soybeans can be used to make soy sauce, tofu, tofu curd, and extract soybean oil. They have many uses, but the functions of mung beans are... too little.

Yue Ming responded: "Okay, I understand, I definitely won't plant more."

If mung beans have so few uses as Su Chaoqi said, he will lose money if he grows too many and cannot sell them.

Yue Ming can satisfy the demand by planting alone, so there is no need for Yang Qingjun to plant more.

Yang Qingjun's enthusiasm was hit.

Seeing his gloomy look, Su Chaoqi looked away. She would not sympathize with these young masters whose annual pocket money was more than what she had spent in more than ten or nearly twenty years.

In fact, there is not a solution, for example, it can be made into mung bean cake, but Su Chaoqi didn't say it because she was not sure about Yang Qingjun's family conditions.

At that time, she was recommended to cooperate with Yue Ming by Mo Sha, and Yue's father was reliable. After considering various factors, she felt confident to cooperate with Yue Ming. She didn't know what Yang Qingjun's family was thinking now. Yang Qingjun is doing this. Yang Qingjun is obviously still a dandy who lives and eats at home, so she should not encourage others by making random ideas.

Yue Ming changed the subject at the right time: "Chaoqi, what are you going to do after the mung beans are harvested?"

Although he said he was not sympathetic, he still accepted his feelings. Su Chaoqi thought for a while: "I'll order a roast duck and make some mung bean soup."

Mung bean soup was convenient and easy to make, and she wanted to go back as soon as she was done.

As soon as Qiao Zhiyan heard that Su Chaoqi wanted a roast chicken, he immediately couriered one over. It only took two hours. By this time, the picking of mung beans was also completed.

Of course, Interstellar does not use manual picking. They will have a set of special equipment to ensure that the harvested crops are complete and not missing.

Yang Qingjun's attention was attracted by the roast duck. He said aggrievedly: "I didn't even get a piece of roast chicken last time. They robbed them all."

The B&B also gave Yue Ming a copy according to the specifications for the Yan family. Yue Ming did not take it home but called the group of friends who were in the club to "live and die together" to split up. After all, everyone has lived and died together. They are all fateful friendships.

Yang Qingjun first picked up the steamed chicken to eat, and then nothing happened. He was really slow and careless.

But at least he still drank chicken soup.

Su Chaoqi dealt with him gently: "Then please eat more this time."

Anyway, she didn't really want to eat it anymore. When she got tired of it, she went back and cooked it herself. There were many ways to make chicken.

But Yang Qingjun didn't know. He thought Su Chaoqi cared about him, so he nodded with special emotion.

Roasting chicken also takes time, so Su Chaoqi made mung bean soup.

Mung bean soup is made by washing the mung beans and then stewing them directly in the pressure cooker. The main thing is to use the pressure cooker quickly. Otherwise, it would take an hour or two to simmer the mung beans. It only takes ten minutes to use the pressure cooker. Finally, add the sugar and stir. It's ready to eat evenly.

After confirming that Su Chaoqi really didn't want to eat, the two of them devoured it, fearing that they would eat less than the other person if they were too slow.

Su Chaoqi drank slowly with a bowl of mung bean soup.

Yang Qingjun was very angry: "I didn't even get it last time. What did you ask me to do?"

Yue Ming refused to give in: "That is your own problem. Please reflect on yourself."

Although he had eaten roast chicken before, he was still not tired of it. It was salty and sweet with a little bit of appetizing acidity, not to mention how delicious it was.

In order to get the last piece of meat, Yang Qingjun ceded the land and paid several conditions before letting Yue Ming give it to him.

Su Chaoqi did not participate in the dispute between them. After seeing them finish the argument, he put down the bowl in his hand and stood up: "It's time for me to go back. Ah Liu will be worried if it's too late."

"Okay," Yang Qingjun was unambiguous, "I'll take you and A Ming to Starport."