The Little Lucky Girl

Ming Youyou saw a live connection request appear on the screen, and she clicked confirm out of curiosity.

Then she saw an old man with gray hair appear in the air, and she exclaimed in surprise, "It's Grandpa God."

Dean Gu was a little confused by this call. He looked at his secretary, who also had a puzzled look on his face.

The technical staff were all laughing secretly, and their leader hurried forward to explain.

When the course was being produced, the technical team wanted to add some interaction, so they arranged for an image to provide explanation.

The technical guy in charge of the design usually likes to read old online novels. He thinks that now that the system has become a reality, it is not impossible to have an old man in the ring.

So the character was designed to look like an old man with white hair and beard, and the face was based on that of Dean Gu.

Every time he gave a lecture, this cartoon character would come riding on the clouds, and would fly into the sky after the lecture was finished, so Ming Youyou naturally thought that it was a god.

Dean Gu smiled mischievously at the technical department, then said to her, "I'm not a god, just call me Grandpa Gu."

Ming Youyou immediately performed a proper student salute and called out crisply, "Hello, Grandpa Gu."

This voice made the group of people behind him envious. They immediately crowded in front of the screen to speak, but Old Qin quickly stopped them.

"What are you doing? Be careful not to scare the child. You haven't had any contact with him before. If you want to talk, I will be the first one to speak."

He turned his head and smiled kindly at Ming Youyou, "Hey kid, I'm Lao Qin who taught you how to make word candies. Do you still remember me?"

Ming Youyou had already recognized his voice and nodded, "Hello, Grandpa Qin, your craft is really amazing. People in our village rely on it to make money and learn to read."

Old Qin raised his face proudly to the people around him. Old Sun couldn't stand his boasting, so he pushed him aside and said, "Okay, the mutton soup has been cooking for a while, it's time to prepare the steamed buns."

He said to Ming Youyou: "I watched the video of you kneading dough. You are young now and your hands are not strong. You must learn to use your arm and wrist strength..."

As Mr. Sun was talking, he used the tools he brought with him to make the work for her to see at the same time. The old man and the young man were busy on both sides of the screen.

Everyone watched silently, smelling the aroma coming from the pot, and couldn't help but whispered: "I haven't tasted Lao Sun's cooking for several years. I miss it very much."

"Look at his movements, they are becoming more and more fluent."

"Why do I feel like there is a sense of returning to nature?"

As the aroma grew stronger, everyone gradually stopped talking. I began to think, this pot looks big enough, it should be enough for one bowl per person, if we eat it quickly, maybe we can have a second bowl...

Ming Youyou’s Tuotuo steamed buns were ready, and she was excited to break them into small pieces and put them in the bowl.

Elder Sun stopped her and said, "Don't worry. There are four traditional ways to eat it: eating it alone, eating it dry, eating it in soup, and eating it with water. Each way of eating it has different requirements for breaking the pieces. You have to think about which one you want to eat."

Ming Youyou said distressedly: "Can't I try each one?"

Everyone in the room laughed, and the dean's secretary joked, "You can have it all with your mouth, but your stomach can't hold it all."

Old Sun looked at the soup in her pot and said, "You can make the dry-pulled buns and soup. Remember to break the steamed buns for the dry-pulled buns into smaller pieces, about the size of soybeans, and for the soup, the size of peanuts will do."

Ming Youyou happily began to break the paper and said to the system as she did so: "I think it's quite fun. It seems that as I break the paper, my worries disappear."

The system thought that this was called "decompression", but it also asked curiously: "Do you have any other worries?" It sees how well you can eat and sleep every day.

"There are so many things to talk about. Captain Jin, making money, building roads, the marriage of Mr. Luo and Sister Zhang... and I heard that His Majesty was ill a while ago. I don't know if he is well now."

The system didn't expect that she was actually a child who cared about everything, family, state and world affairs. It was surprised and said, "You are still concerned about your emperor's health."

"Of course. If your Majesty is not well, the Imperial Observatory will have to pray again. Then the whole Dayu will have to be a vegetarian for ten days."

system:......

Ming Youyou had already broken off two bowls of steamed buns. She carefully poured one bowl into the pot, added mutton soup and boiled it quickly over high heat. While explaining the key points, Mr. Sun asked her to remember the feeling.

When she started making the second bowl, it was obvious that she was more relaxed. The masters were very excited to see this. They thought this child was smart and had a good potential.

Ming Youyou put the two bowls of soup aside, scooped some out of each bowl with a small bowl, and then asked the system to record the original large bowl. "I'll treat all the grandfathers."

Mr. Sun and his family were immediately relieved. What a filial child.

Seeing her still staring at the screen, Mr. Sun suddenly understood, and immediately served a bowl of soup, "Grandpa will treat you to some too."

As for the channel of their communication, it is of course through the shops that have achieved enlightenment.

Zheng Dao watched two bowls of steamed buns float past him, and then another bowl floated past. He waved his sleeves, leaving only a little fragrance.

Ming Youyou tasted what she made first, and her eyes lit up. “It’s delicious, even better than what Sister Zhang and her family make. It seems that I have a talent for cooking.” She said happily.

The system said venomously: "Most people think the food they cook is delicious."

Ming Youyou ignored it and tried what Mr. Sun had made, which was of course more delicious.

"There seems to be an indescribable taste that makes this bowl of soup seem very... mellow." She finally managed to find a suitable word.

This sentence was spoken, and the people on the other side of the screen heard it.

Dean Gu said with emotion: "This is the taste that belongs to Old Sun. It is the accumulation of years and skills. Child, you will have your own taste in the future."

Ming Youyou thought this was very powerful, although she couldn't fully understand it now, so she asked the system to save the video and watch it again when she grew up.

She had just finished tidying up the kitchen when the system reminded her, "Zheng Huan and the others are back."

Perhaps because she didn't go, the others didn't have to take care of her, so they came back an hour earlier than usual.

Feng Xu immediately showed her the soup pot he was holding, "Look, I kept my word and brought it back for you."

Ming Youyou just happened to burp, and luckily the aroma from the soup pot wafted out, perfectly masking the taste in her mouth.

Zheng Huan said, "If you are not very hungry, don't eat yet. When we came back, we happened to meet Master Tao's servant. He invited us to the village and said that Master Tao wanted to treat us to a meal."