Mystery: The whole good living master

Because of his sister's death glare, Klein had to put away his sister's handicrafts again.

Mu Fange didn't dare to act rashly in front of Melissa. He brushed the dust off his knees, then quietly stood up and sat next to Melissa.

Melissa held a fork in her mouth and looked at Mu Fange secretly.

Her style of dress is a bit fashionable, with a mix of styles. Although the colors of her clothes are simple, the cuts are very delicate and they are not cheap. Her financial situation seems to be very good.

Her skin is fair and delicate, as elastic as cooked egg whites, her facial features are very delicate, and her long eyelashes seem to be frosted, hiding a pair of eyes as calm and deep as lake water... She is so beautiful, as if she walked out of a painting... I feel like her soul is about to be sucked away... Her hair is actually white, which is so rare... Is she a foreigner?

Wait! Klein! How could you let a girl who came to visit wear Benson's slippers! There are clearly slippers in the shoe rack that Elizabeth wore when she came to visit before!

This was so unhospitable, Melissa took a deep breath.

Klein neatly arranged his sister's works in the drawer and joined the team of "two girls".

Klein took the initiative to introduce: "This is Melissa, my sister."

“This is Almana, um… uh… that…” Klein’s teeth and tongue were fighting.

Mu Fange quickly came to the rescue of the innocent college student who was in such a miserable state: "Hello, Melissa."

Melissa took the fork out of her mouth and gave Mu Fange a lovely smile full of youthfulness.

Klein, who had failed, lowered his head and sat in the chair with a red face, and stopped talking.

Melissa was obviously more promising than her brother. She asked calmly, "Almana, are you also a college student?"

Mu Fange was urgently reviewing and reciting his character setting in the carriage. He didn't need to hesitate at all and said, "I have graduated and followed my mentor to Tingen to do research."

Melissa nodded. She did not have any traditional narrow-minded ideas about the age gap between men and women in couples, nor did she worry that her brother would be deceived by a woman - there was nothing worth deceiving about the Moretti family. She was just a little worried that her brother, who had not yet found a job, would feel psychological pressure in their relationship due to the imbalance of various factors.

Melissa asked tentatively with curiosity: "Almana...what do you think of my brother Klein?"

Klein is a super cute kitten...Mu Fan Ge definitely can't say what's in his heart, so what should he say?

"Klein... um... uh... that..." Mu Fange's teeth and tongue were fighting, and it seemed that nothing he said was appropriate.

Now there are two failed, cooked prawns in the room, with red faces, lowered heads, hunched bodies, and their presence reduced.

What fills the room is not the smell of boiled shrimps, nor the smell of embarrassment, but the smell of love!

There is a chance! There is definitely a chance for these two! Melissa's eyes shone with gossip, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled up, revealing a smile like that of an old lady on the street.

Just then, the sound of church bells could be heard outside the window, long and distant.

"What time is it? It's time to prepare lunch!" Mu Fange jumped up and volunteered to buy food. He left Klein and quickly left this awkward "ominous place".

Before Melissa could stop him, Mu Fange had already put on his coat and changed his shoes with the speed of a demigod and ran out.

“Klein, why didn’t you tell me before... No! How can you let the guests buy the ingredients themselves?” Melissa was about to tell Klein to chase after him, but when she turned around, she saw that her useless and stupid brother was no longer pretending to be a cooked shrimp. Instead, he was lying on a chair with his head tilted back, breathing heavily like a stranded fish.

Melissa couldn't help but start to worry. With her brother's condition, she wondered when he would be able to have a happy marriage with Miss Almana.

(It doesn’t matter! Mu Fan Ge will give it to you for free! Mu Fan Ge will pay for it!)

Mu Fan Ge has decided to play the role of a gentle, considerate, meticulous, beautiful, and understanding wife and mother in front of Melissa.

So it's time to show off his superb cooking skills!

Although Mu Fan Ge has only learned cooking in labor education courses and is usually addicted to games and does not often cook for himself, and has relied on takeout and energy bars and nutritional pastes to maintain vital signs all year round, he can cook in the game!

(You mean stuff a dragon fruit and three twigs into a cooking pot and wait for it to turn into a black dragon fruit pie?)

Mu Fange was mysteriously confident in his cooking skills, so he started buying things, including a carrot, a white radish, a bell pepper, two onions, four tomatoes, and five heads of garlic... After all, it was not easy to come here, and in winter, there was no need to worry about preserving the ingredients, as the extra ingredients could be placed in the natural freezer outside the window to keep them fresh.

What? Where can I buy so many fresh ingredients in winter?

The answer is simple. Mu Fan Ge went straight to the vegetable market in New Bairam in the southern continent - skipping the dealers and directly supplying from the source!

Is there any better trade transportation in the world than the gate route?

(Of course! Mr. Fool selects Sefirah Castle Post! It arrives from the God-forsaken Land to the Raging Sea in one second!)

At the Teltu Fourth Agricultural Trade Cooperative Wholesale Market, a long list of words, either spelled out in full or abbreviated form, were painted directly on a white wall with red paint, many of which were translated into various languages. Upon entering, one saw a large open space paved with gray bricks and neatly arranged retail shops. However, judging from the schematic diagram of the venue, this market consisted of six commercial buildings and three squares. If the surrounding supporting facilities and industrial parks were included, it was almost as big as a small village. Fortunately, Mu Fange just wanted to buy some vegetables and was not going to really use the ability of the door channel to engage in wholesale and discuss international trade cooperation, so he didn't need to run around in the huge market.

At first, Mu Fange didn't actually run that far. He just went to the food raw material distribution and wholesale market in New Balam for ordinary residents. However, Mu Fange still miscalculated one step - Chef Amon had said that the local people of New Balam all eat New Balam's specialty foods, and those specialty foods are simply not available to the people of the Northern Continent.

Mu Fan Ge of the Big Foodie Empire was young and energetic. He thought there was no food he could not eat, so he did not take Chef Amon's warning to heart.

It was not until Mu Fange went to the wholesale market to check food safety and saw oranges and lemons swimming in the tanks, polyploid fruits with strange colors and shapes, lamb chops that walked like marimbas, fish without internal organs, bones or scales, cows with 80% of their bodies made of mammary cells and beef cattle that were completely cubes, and sea urchin chickens that had limbs all over their bodies because their legs and wings were delicious and had no other organs...

Although the utilization rate of these livestock is indeed maximized... their meat is also of higher quality... although their yield is high, they are more nutritious and easier to handle... they are indeed more delicious... in fact, there are no safety risks... but... but...

Although New Balam's agricultural technology has truly achieved watermelons that don't need to spit out seeds and solid honeydew melons...but...but...

Mu Fange tried to find a flaw, an excuse. They were so perfect, and humans could modify the creatures of natural evolution as they pleased according to their own needs...

Or maybe just forget it… Mu Fan Ge admitted defeat. He honestly went to the Teltu Fourth Agricultural Trade Cooperative Wholesale Market, which was specially opened to foreigners, and bought a bottle of freshly squeezed lemon and orange juice, two bottles of beautifully packaged and tightly sealed ginger beer, a piece of lamb ribs cut from a normal lamb, a pound of beef brisket and half a beef shank bone cut from a normal cow, a chicken leg cut from a normal chicken with only two chicken legs, a tenderloin cut from a normal pig, an ordinary Brussels sprout, a colored pepper that did not grow from a tree, a single-cluster lettuce, a normal white radish and carrot, five unsprouted dried garlic, two white onion bulbs that had not been grafted or cut, four tomatoes that had not been artificially ripened or stewed, and three soil-grown potatoes of normal size with a reasonable starch content…

(These attributives and statements are necessary, this is definitely not a running account!)

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The camera returns to the Moretti home. Because the guests ran away, Klein, who was almost cooked, was temporarily paralyzed again. Melissa began to interrogate her brother.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" The two college students who were single all their lives knew each other but couldn't hide it from the clever Melissa.

“I didn’t… not really… almost…” Klein tried to be tough, but it was obviously unconvincing, not even to himself.

“How far have you guys progressed?” Melissa looked at Klein curiously and amusedly, as if she was meeting her brother for the first time. “How long have you been dating? You’ve been keeping it a secret so well that Benson and I didn’t even know.”

Klein's face turned even redder. He was too embarrassed to even tell Melissa that although they were progressing very quickly, they had only known each other for a month.

The eldest brother is like a father and the eldest sister is like a mother. Although Melissa is the youngest sister in the Moretti family, she has been playing the role of mother at home since her mother passed away.

“How did you two meet?” Since her brother had a girlfriend, Melissa naturally had to make some considerations... That’s right, it was definitely not out of curiosity!

"In the library. I was studying there, and Almana was looking up information there." Klein answered in a low voice. Although he had a deep impression of their first encounter, he didn't really want to show his memories to his sister. That would be too embarrassing!

"Do you know that Miss Almana likes you?" Melissa said sharply.

Klein, who actually had little confidence in himself, was a little surprised: "Ah? Almana likes me?"

(This is a case of Versailles on paper!)

Melissa's eyes twitched: "Have you told Miss Almana that you like her?"

To Melissa’s surprise, Klein actually nodded.

"You explicitly said you liked her? And she agreed? Did you go on a date?"

Klein blushed and told Melissa that he had treated her to a meal, that they had dated in the library every day, and that they had gone out together. Although Almana had not explicitly expressed her willingness to date him, she at least had not explicitly opposed or rejected him.

What Melissa didn't know was that Klein didn't have the nerve to say that his treat meant inviting Almana to eat the free dinner provided in the cafeteria; the date meant that Almana was concentrating on reading, and Klein was concentrating on looking at Almana, and he concealed and omitted the offensive behavior of forcibly inviting Almana back to the dormitory to live together and the suspension bridge effect of saving and protecting his lover in danger.

Melissa was more curious: "Where did you go to play?"

Klein replied, "Elliot invited me to the hot spring party before, and I invited Almana."

"Hot spring party? How many people? She agreed?" Melissa was incredulous. Are college students so open now? At a hot spring party, you must show a lot of skin to strangers, right? Judging from her hair color, Miss Almana seems to be a foreigner. Does she have Intis blood? No, no, no... Elizabeth told me that when facing someone they like, people will always unconsciously show the part they are most satisfied with. So is Miss Almana deliberately showing her skin to Klein? Is she really Intis blood?

"There are quite a lot of people..." Klein's attention was focused on Almana at the time, and he didn't even count how many fruits and vegetables there were at the hot spring party.

Melissa covered her head. This is so rude! How can you invite female friends to a hot spring party for the first time? And there are strangers at the party. Brother, have you not considered the issue of social etiquette? Or do college students actually have their own social culture?

Although Melissa has always been proud of her two brothers, every time at this time, Melissa can't help but feel inexplicably guilty because her brothers' behavior is not appropriate...

What’s even more unreasonable is that Miss Almana actually accepted the invitation... Klein is so stupid, what does Miss Almana want from him?

At this moment, Melissa's thoughts and those of Time Worm No. 3 suddenly and magically synchronized. They were both wondering why Miss Almana (Time Worm No. 3563) approached Klein?