Dress like a barren planet

Ye Sheng wiped his forehead habitually, and said with satisfaction: "Okay, that's enough."

Qi Cheng said worriedly: "This is enough? Is it just like this?"

Ye Sheng rolled his eyes at Qi Cheng, and said dissatisfiedly, "What's wrong? You look down on sweet garlic and pickled garlic?"

Qi Cheng immediately surrendered and denied it: "No, that's not what I mean, I mean, can I try it now?"

Ye Sheng was speechless: "It's not for you to eat now. You have to wait at least a week for the can of sugar garlic, and at least a month for pickled garlic. You can eat it only after the sour taste is completely marinated."

"Oh, I see, Ah Sheng is really amazing."

Qi Cheng praised sincerely.

Ye Sheng felt inexplicably happy when he heard this. If there was a tail behind him, he might be able to see the wildly wagging tail.

Ye Sheng looked at Qi Cheng proudly, and said, "That's right."

At this time, Philip hated why he had to have such good hearing, because a wolf, his hearing is really too good, he can hear their love so far away, really, it is too painful.

At this time, he hated his skill extremely.

Philip curled his lips and kicked away the sand on a piece of ginger. The life of a wolf is too difficult, and there are choking dog food everywhere.

"By the way, when was this built? What can it do?" Ye Sheng asked curiously as he patted the metal cabinet that held the bowls.

Qi Cheng said casually: "Just after I ate the dish wash last time, the function also automatically washes the dishes and disinfects them. It's a very simple gadget."

Ye Sheng looked at the cabinet, with a flash of heat in his eyes, isn't this the legendary automatic dishwasher? !Tsk tsk, interstellar people really enjoy it.

"It's very good. When the house is built, you can send it to the kitchen for me?" Ye Sheng is extremely fond of this thing now, it's a good thing that can free your hands!It is safe and hygienic, and mainly saves time and effort, which is in line with his heart.

Qi Cheng's subordinates continued to peel the garlic, nodded: "Okay, I already told them that the kitchen should be bigger."

Ye Sheng was satisfied: "Okay, it's better to put more kitchen utensils if it's bigger, but when did you say that?"

Qi Cheng blinked, and said innocently: "When they show me the blueprints, the blueprints given to you will pass my hands first."

Yes, in order for Ye Sheng to live in peace of mind, he went to talk to Philip specifically. The specific content was a bit bloody, so it was inconvenient to answer. Anyway, Philip and the designers came out of the office with bruises and swollen faces.

Thinking of those designers who were full of arrogance in their bones, Qi Cheng gave a sharp cut, and asked them to change the size of the kitchen. They were so arrogant that they refused to change anything, and said that it was their hard work. It's not beautiful, and it doesn't fit their style.

Pooh, shouldn't designers design according to what others want?I don't even want you to design something?

The final result was that Qi Cheng violently suppressed the words of this group of people with one to ten violence, and asked them all to take it back and change it again. As for Philip, he was not able to do things well, so Qi Cheng caught him and found a reason to beat him up.

Ye Sheng let out a sigh, he was not interested anymore, he was not the first one to read it, but those blueprints were indeed in line with his ideas, for the sake of this, he was barely happy.

"However, how do you know which style of house I like?" Ye Sheng was still a little curious about this. He remembered that he had never told this person about the style of house he liked, right?

Qi Cheng smiled and said, "I thought of the pig cage you designed. I think you will like it. Don't you think you like it?"

Ye Sheng: "..."

pig cage?What are you trying to say...

"Okay, that's enough, don't peel it off."

Qi Cheng finished peeling the last piece of garlic on the table: "..."

If you don't say it, it's gone...

Ye Sheng coughed lightly, picked up a stick, strung it on four strings, two strings, then put it in a jar, got a stick three fingers thick, rounded the end of the stick, and threw it into it Put in about twenty pieces of garlic, and push the jar in front of Qi Cheng.

"Come on, mash them into mud."

Qi Cheng looked at the pot in front of him, and then at the stick,

Taking advantage of the opportunity, I took out some dried chilies and a lot of skins, which were left over from growing chilis. The seeds are gone, but the skins are still edible.

"After pounding, use this jar to make the chili skin into powder. I'll use it later."

Qi Cheng felt aggrieved: ... Is it okay if I refuse?

Ye Sheng said without raising his head, "Remember not to touch your eyes or face after pounding the peppers."

He is going to make barbecue. He remembers that there are quite a lot of pork belly, so he will get some later to slice and roast.

The cumin can also be exchanged later and smashed into foam, and the rest can be scattered and planted.

After Ye Sheng made the plan, he saw Qi Cheng pounding garlic with tears in his eyes. The pungent taste rushed straight to his nose and eyes. Although it was not as unacceptable as onion, the irritation of directly pounding garlic was actually worse than onion not going anywhere.

"Hey, I'll cook something delicious for you later."

Ye Sheng stood up and stroked Qi Cheng's silky hair, then turned around and walked towards the cold storage with a knife in his hand, that chic back made Qi Cheng stop talking.

Ye Sheng walked into the cold storage, picked up the laser knife inside, and cut half a piece of pork off, and some spare ribs were also scraped out.

After cutting it, Ye Sheng inserted his fingers into the frozen solid pork, lifted it out, and the door of the freezer closed automatically after he left.

Qi Cheng raised his head and glanced at Ye Sheng's hand inserted into the pork, and silently stopped talking.

After pouring the water, Philip walked over, watching Ye Sheng wildly throwing the pork on the cutting board aside, pulling out his finger with the minced pork, swallowing his saliva, Mr. Ye was as casual as ever in his attitude towards food .

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Help? Ah, yes, do you have any machine here that can make potatoes into powder?" There is no flour, and potato flour is fine, anyway, the things made of potato flour are beautiful and delicious.

Philip froze for a moment and asked, "Do you want potato soup?"

"Potato soup? No, I want to make dumplings." Ye Sheng shook his head, what is potato soup?He wants to make dumplings, what kind of potato soup to drink.

"Oh, I'll get it."

Ye Sheng hurriedly said: "By the way, get me a large piece of iron that can conduct heat and is non-toxic."

"it is good."

Philip turned around to get the machine, Ye Sheng didn't even have to wait for the pork to thaw, he just chopped it down with a kitchen knife, relying on his strength, he directly divided the frozen pork into big pieces.

Ye Sheng looked at the location of the pork belly, then frozen it, cut out all the pork ribs, threw the bones aside, cut out a palm-thick pork belly that was two palms in size, and then cut the pork belly into two centimeter thin slices .

Qi Cheng resigned himself to his fate and sat on the sidelines watching his daughter-in-law manipulate other males, feeling aggrieved and afraid to speak out.The macho masculinity in the orc's nature is hidden, and Qi Cheng's ambivalence of wanting his wife to only look at him and not wanting him to be the only one around has been circling in Qi Cheng's heart.

What a sweet burden.

Philip came over with something. The machine for making powder was a small thing the size of two palms. It looked like a juice extractor on Earth. If Philip didn't use it, Ye Sheng thought he had taken it by mistake.

The piece of iron was also very large, because Ye Sheng didn't say how big it would be, so Philip decided to take an iron piece that was about the height of the mecha's leg.

Ye Sheng asked him to use the extra iron to make another stove, and he wanted to stew pork ribs later, anyway, he has ginger, which can remove the fishy smell, so it's not a big problem.

Philip was being ordered around by Ye Sheng non-stop, while Qi Cheng was silently sour on the sidelines, wishing that it was him, the wooden stick in his hand cracked and the pot was smashed Bang bang.

Ye Sheng glared at Qi Cheng, how can this man smash a pepper?

Qi Cheng watched Ye Sheng finally look at him, and felt that the jealousy he had just eaten for a long time finally had a place to fly, so he looked at Ye Sheng aggrievedly: "Hands are tired."

Ye Sheng sighed, he was indeed the young master of golden branches and jade leaves, but he was tired after pounding garlic.

That's what he said, but his body still walked over to take the jar honestly, squeezed his buttocks and squeezed Qi Cheng: "Go to the side, I'll do it."

Philip finally finished the stove, and made the iron sheet into the shape Ye Sheng wanted. He raised his head and was about to ask him what kind of potato powder he wanted to make, but he saw Ye Sheng take the admiral's hand with disgust and doting at the same time. Image of a jar in hand.

Philip: "..."

One hundred thousand critical strikes hit the heart.

Philip: Where am I, who am I and why am I here?

Ye Sheng raised his head and pounded the garlic vigorously, and said to Philip: "It's finished? Then you can cut up the pork for me, cut the pork belly into the same way I cut it, chop the ribs into big pieces, and save some of the long strips for later. Grill and eat."

Philip looked at Qi Cheng who was looking at Ye Sheng with love on one side, Qi Cheng looked over coldly, Philip shook his hands, and nodded quickly to say hello.

Come on, the general chases after the target, and the subordinate suffers.

Just keep showing, I'll just do my job.

Resigned to his fate, Philip picked up the kitchen knife and started cutting angrily. Really, when will he have a daughter-in-law! ! !

At this time, Ye Sheng's words sounded again: "By the way, there are still some fat and thin ones that are chopped into stuffing, and they will be used for making dumplings later."

Philip turned his back to them and said, "Got it."

Ye Sheng looked at Qi Cheng, who was staring at him with his face covered and unblinking, and said in embarrassment, "What are you looking at, after you have rested, hurry up and turn potatoes into flour for me!"

Qi Cheng curled his lips: "Okay."

Ye Sheng found out that since this person changed back to a human form, this person was supposed to be a complete jumper. It is estimated that even if he is thrown back to the Xingyao Empire now, no one will recognize him as the former God of War.

Qi Cheng went back to the airship and took out a large pile of potatoes to stick to Ye Sheng. He turned on the machine, took a basin and placed it at the powder outlet of the machine, and stuffed potatoes into the machine. In a few seconds, one potato turned into powder. It sprayed out from the powder outlet.

Ye Sheng glanced at it, this thing is quite easy to use, the speed is very fast, he wants it too.

Qi Cheng looked into Ye Sheng's eyes and said dotingly: "I'll send this to your kitchen when the time comes, don't worry, you won't be missing."

Listening to the voice behind Philip, the old blood choked up in his heart, general, do you still remember that it belongs to your brother's property?

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