Dress like a barren planet

[Looking at the anchor's chicken, it feels different from the chicken copied by the machine we bought (saliva)!I really want to try it for real! ! 】

[I feel the same way, anchor, are you a gene copy chicken? 】

[It doesn't look healthy, it's so fat, can it be delicious if it's baked like this?Will it not move? 】

Physiological tears came out of Ye Sheng's choked by the smoke, and his white and tender face was also stained with black ash. He frantically rolled the chicken to make it evenly heated.

"Ahem, chicken, this chicken is not a genetically cloned chicken. I am planning to raise it myself. This is just an adult chicken. After all, I still have so many sweet potato vines piled up there. I can't do without raising some animals. I should raise some chickens, ducks and pigs Help me digest it." Ye Sheng raised his hand and wiped his face, which was covered with a layer of dust again.

[What a luxury!But I like it! 】

[I can help with digestion! !Anchor look at me! 】

[It can be donated to the Academy of Sciences. Of course, it would be even better if the anchor could raise natural animals! 】

"Huh? Donate vines? This one is too old to bite." Ye Sheng blinked, and the fire finally lit up. There was no more smoke, and the chicken was slightly yellowed.

[The anchor is yellow!The anchor is yellow!The chicken is yellow!Is that tree poisonous? 】

【Chemical reaction?It also turns yellow and red when you go to the Royal Hotel to eat barbecue. It is not a poisonous problem. 】

[Is the barbecue delicious?Is it that kind of star beast meat? 】

[Yes, a lot of oil comes out of roasting, but the chicken and duck meat in the restaurant is sliced ​​thinly and it is still hard when roasted, not very tasty, not as good as a nutritional supplement. 】

[There is a rich man upstairs, the appraisal is complete! 】

[I've eaten it too, it's not bad, it's not as delicious as I imagined, it's not as delicious as the spicy sweet potato leaf salad made by the anchor, the taste, I can still drool thinking about it now! 】

[The anchor's main point is that the sauce is delicious. I tried raw sweet potato leaves in virtual reality. 】

Ye Sheng: Can it be raw without being astringent?Also, fortunately, you are not real, otherwise each person would have one bite, and I would still be able to leave seedlings here and there? ? !

"Yes, that sauce is special, and it will be brushed on the chicken and roasted together later, it will be more delicious." After 10 minutes, Ye Sheng's wrists were a little sore, and it was really necessary to make a stand, otherwise it would be inconvenient ah.

On the one hand, Ye Xiaohuang, who had eyesight, ran over immediately, wanting to take the stick from Ye Sheng's hand and roast it by himself.

"A Sheng, are you tired? How about I come?" Ye Xiaohuang sat down next to Ye Sheng, his two wine red eyes gradually deepened with the yellowing of the roast chicken.

Ye Sheng glanced at Ye Xiaohuang, who was sitting with no flames high, and sighed, "No way, Huanghuang, forget it, you can stand up and help brother hold it for a while."

Ye Xiaohuang stood up as he said, and Ye Sheng handed her the wooden stick on which the chicken was roasting, and asked her to turn it like him first, without worrying about other things, and stood up and walked to the side.

Looking at Ye Huang who was struggling to hold the chicken on tiptoe and turn around solemnly, the fans gave out another wave of gifts, condemning Ye Sheng's irresponsibility one by one. Ye Sheng was willing to squeeze a child as young as Ye Xiaohuang.

[The anchor is really not human. This child is still so young, how old is he? He is not as tall as that wooden stick, yet he is willing to let the child work!What if the chicken roast goes bad? 】

[That is, the child is fine, what if the chicken is broken? 】

[Child labor is okay, chickens can't be broken! 】

Ye Xiaohuang: Are you guys out of their minds? !Are you okay? ?Are you worried about chickens? !

In fact, I don’t blame everyone, the strength of a child like Ye Xiaohuang who looks like a seven or eight-year-old child is actually comparable to that of a young female. Although Ye Xiaohuang is obviously a female, his strength is obviously not inferior to that of a male. The old fans will not be too worried about Ye Xiaohuang, they are just worried that the rations will be roasted when they wait.

Ye Sheng came back after chopping two suitable branches with forks, and inserted one on both sides of the fire, then took the roast chicken from Ye Xiaohuang, and put the wooden sticks on the branches of the tree. For weight, Ye Sheng just needs to turn it over to make sure it doesn't get stuck.

After roasting for about 10 minutes, the aroma wafted out. Ye Sheng picked up a knife and scratched a few times on the chicken, caught the roasted chicken oil with a spoon, poured it on the chicken, and asked Ye Xiaohuang to wash a piece of it. Poplar leaves, dipped in a special sauce and added some water to brush the chicken.

By the way, he kicked a few wooden sticks into the fire, the rising flame burned the juice on the surface of the chicken, and there was a sizzling sound, the skin of the chicken also shrank and wrinkled, revealing the white and tender chicken inside, Ye Sheng picked it up again Pour some chicken oil on it, and the white and tender chicken is topped with yellow-red chicken oil with sauce. When it is heated, it will have a slight burnt brown feeling.

Not only the audience in front of the screen became agitated after smelling the smell, but even the patrolling army behind them swallowed their saliva, even a little absent-minded, and approached Ye Sheng one after another.

Adjutant Song and Prince Qi, who could smell the smell of roast chicken in the mecha, looked at the documents on the light cat in front of them, a little lost in thought.

This smell is not any smell they smelled in Interstellar. It is like a special smell of meat, and it is also like a special smell of sauce. It's just a crazily gnawed meal, and you can't stop until you swallow it all.

"Gudong!" Adjutant Song, who was not that strong in concentration, swallowed shamefully, Qi Yuan came back to his senses, stared at Song Chen with a cold face and said nothing.

"Um, Boss, I didn't mean it, it really smells like this..." Song Chen scratched his cheek in embarrassment, and looked away guiltily. As an adjutant, he actually had thoughts about other things while working, which affected him. The boss's job is indeed his negligence, but it's all due to the strange smell, it's so attractive!

"Gollum..."

Just as Qi Yuan was about to speak with a cold face, a loud stomach growl resounded clearly in the office where there were only two of them, and Qi Yuan closed his mouth just now.

Song Chen was also a little embarrassed, he wouldn't be silenced by his boss, right?

"Cough, go out and have a look." Qi Yuan clenched his fist and coughed lightly, and said flatly.

I'm going to see, who is so bold and dares to embarrass himself so much? !

Song Chen stood up, walked behind Qi Yuan and took the initiative to push Qi Yuan out. Along the way, he could see crew members who were distracted by the smell and couldn't concentrate on their work. His eyes were not on work, and he was secretly looking outside where the smell was coming from.

As soon as Qi Yuan came out, he locked his eyes on the oily chicken that was roasting, then glanced at the two people who were roasting the chicken, raised his head towards that side, and Adjutant Song clearly pushed them to go there.

Ye Sheng looked up at the two people who came over, ignored them, and continued to sit and roast his chicken, brushing it with a layer of sauce by the way, the heart-wrenching aroma rushed towards the two of them in an instant, and it was hard to guard against it.

"Cough cough."

Qi Yuan coughed twice, and Adjutant Song silently followed behind as a competent invisible person, except that the number of times of inhaling through the nose increased significantly.

"What's wrong?" Ye Sheng asked casually, turning the chicken.

Qi Yuan: "..."

What's wrong with me can't you see?Don't you know what you are doing?The group of soldiers under me can no longer work normally!Are you still roasting chicken leisurely? !

"It's nothing." Although I thought of many words in my heart, I couldn't say it!

"Oh." The speed at which Ye Sheng flipped did not change, and the chicken giblets soaked in the pot were also tightly covered by poplar leaves. Ye Xiaohuang sat on the side and rolled his eyes, just like this person who wanted to come over to eat and drink .

Qi Yuan: "..."

I always feel that the child looks at me wrongly, what did I do to her?

"that……"

"By the way, what about Ah Cheng? Is the treatment not good enough? It's almost time to eat, can you let him come out to eat before continuing?" Ye Sheng asked seriously, the treatment is the treatment of the disease, but he has to eat , Besides, eating natural chicken is much more nutritious than eating other foods, and it is also good for body recovery.

"Soon," Qi Yuan glanced at the monitor linked on his brain, and continued: "About another 10 to [-] minutes will be enough."

"Oh, this chicken will be roasted for another 10 minutes or so. You can eat it when Ah Cheng comes out." Ye Sheng nodded in satisfaction, and explained to everyone in a good mood that this is the person who came to help him build a fixed-point teleporter, isn't it? What special relationship, so as not to bring bad influence to others.

Qi Yuan was silent, but decided to work hard for his ration.

"that……"

Ye Xiaohuang hurriedly stood up to block the grilled chicken, and said loudly in a childish voice: "No, this is our lunch, you can't steal the patient's lunch!"

Ye Xiaohuang, who is extremely obsessed with eating, is able to give Qi Yuan a breakfast because of Qi Xiaocheng's face. After all, he is still dawdling under Qi Xiaocheng's subordinates, but for this person, a meal of milk is enough !Still want to rub roast chicken? !Absolutely not!All three of them couldn't get enough to eat by themselves!

Qi Yuan: "..."

Well, he doesn't care about children.

Ye Sheng turned his head and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, this is for the children, so I can't give it to you."

Qi Yuan: "..."

I am the grand prince of the empire, will I be rare for a chicken of yours? !

Adjutant Song: Rare!You are not rare, I am rare!

"When Ah Cheng is well, I'll ask Adjutant Song to bring him over." After speaking, he pushed the wheelchair away sullenly, and Adjutant Song who came over without saying a word and followed him silently gave himself a nod in his heart. Candles, I want to eat too!

When the time came, Qi Xiaocheng, who was in a daze, was sent out by Adjutant Song. The hair on his body had already grown back, his dark wounds had healed, the blood in his brain had been cleaned up, and Qi Cheng, who had recovered his memory, silently Standing aside with this seductive fragrance, staring at Ye Sheng's side face without saying a word, although the body has not changed back, but the mind has returned.

Ye Sheng waved at the little tiger, and said with a smile: "Come here, have you met me for a long time?"

Qi Cheng remembered the stupid things he did when he lost his memory, clinging to people every day, wanting to kiss, hug, and drink milk, he felt very ashamed!

For a while, I was a little embarrassed, and I didn't dare to get close to Ye Sheng, because I was afraid that the other party would find out that he had recovered his memory and would dislike him.

Seeing the other party, Ye Sheng put down the grilled chicken that he had already roasted in his hand, then rushed over to hug the little tiger and put it beside him, and continued to deal with the offal by himself.

Simply cut the chicken offal into pieces, pour off the water, put the grilled chicken on a large plate and put it aside, fry some chicken fat with the chicken fat, fry the chicken offal, put the sauce and add some water, made a chicken offal soup.

When the soup boiled, Ye Sheng took out the grilled chicken, distributed a bowl to each of them, first skinned a big chicken leg for the two little ones, and tore a chicken wing for himself.

The author has something to say:

Don't ask me why I wrote such a detailed method, if you ask, I am hungry, I will make it today, and I will have dinner tomorrow!Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution for me~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

5 bottles of salted fish king;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!