Open up wasteland in the future

Everyone looked at each other.

There are few types of pasta, and in the eyes of many people, there is only one kind of pasta, and other flavors are derived only by adding different ingredients.

What is this noodle?

Immediately someone started talking about it.

"Is one noodle enough to eat?"

"...one noodle, one noodle? Is it a long noodle that keeps falling off?"

More people think that this is just a gimmick to attract tourists, and they have the idea of ​​watching a good show.

But no matter what, everyone's attention was attracted, and Jiang He was a little excited. The first step to gain fame was at least successful, and the next step is...

He believed that Mu Ming would not let him down.

Mu Ming glanced at the crowd, taking in all their curiosity and doubts, stretched out his hand, and opened the cloth, revealing the waken dough underneath.

The pieces of dough that have been determined are oval in shape, bulging outwards, full of tension and elastic beauty, and a layer of invisible oil is applied on them to make the dough shine.

Everyone's eyes became even more confused. This is clearly dough, where did it come from, let alone a piece of dough.

"Could it be that this dough is made into a piece of noodles?" Some of them are obviously experts, and they immediately saw the way, and teased, "It's just a different form, and the noodles are still ordinary noodles. Look at your soup. It’s nothing special, just a single noodle is blowing... this.”

The voice of the person who spoke suddenly stopped, and then turned into a low chant, "Such toughness!"

I saw Mu Ming pressing down the dough, forming an opening at the intersection of index finger and thumb, pinching the opening with his other hand, and following his hand, pulled out a semi-circular arc in mid-air, noodles as thick as the opening Pull out one intermittently and drop it straight into the boiling water where the small fish opened the lid.

Then look at the dough that was pinched in the hand is gone, and there is no waste.

Superb technology!

The first young man who came to ask Mian was stunned. He never knew that Mian could do this.

a noodle...

He looked at the snake-shaped noodles entangled in the boiling water, without breaks or cracks, dancing wildly in the water like a dragon, and even Mu Ming's movement of raising his hand to pinch the noodles was unexpectedly arousing.

Inexplicably, he seemed to understand why it was called a noodle.

Even leaving aside the taste, just the strength control of this hand, the strength of the wrist, and the ingenuity of the whole body's coordination are amazing enough!

"Can I try it?" The young man stared at the dough curiously.

The first bowl of noodles was still cooking, and more and more people gathered around. Coincidentally, they were as interested in this novel noodle as the young people, and no one asked to try it for a while.

"Of course." Mu Ming made a gesture of invitation.

The young man excitedly rolled up his sleeves, pressed the dough like Mu Ming, and pulled it hard with the other hand.

"Crack." Before it was half cut, the noodles broke.

The young man was also stunned. When his hands touched the dough, he felt the difference in elasticity and softness between the dough and ordinary dough. He thought that even if he did it himself, he would not be as successful as Mu Ming, but at least half of the dough would be finished. Unexpectedly It was so difficult.

The onlookers were also full of sighs, and the young man's repeated failures in kneading the dough and pulling it again later also dissuaded them from trying it.

"The noodles are ready, the noodles are ready." Xiao Yu yelled from the side, and took out a bowl.

Mu Ming handed it to the young man, turned around and continued making noodles.

At the beginning, I thought of a noodle because He Ma’s birthday was coming, but I was still a little apprehensive when I was about to get it on the virtual network. After all, in his subjective opinion, making noodles is a chemical reaction, and the virtual network is simply a meal made up of data. food.

The result is also what he did not expect, the facial hair was very successful, which made him belatedly realize that maybe the people in the future will move the gourmet dishes to the virtual network, not only because of the shortage of natural food, but also because of a large part of it. It may be that science and data have brought the functions of food to the extreme.

Just like today, he could only think about pulling out a noodle directly from the dough, but in the virtual network, after excluding the influence of objective factors, water, air humidity, etc., a noodle can restore its most perfect shape. Strength.

"Delicious!" The young man swallowed the noodles and soup in one gulp.

The soup is the simplest clear soup with a little salt added, but the delicious one is the noodles themselves.

It comes from the tenacity of the noodles, the softness after fully waking up the noodles, and the fresh aroma after the rich wheat flour and broth are mixed together to form an indescribable delicacy.

"Can I have another bowl?" The young man held an empty bowl and looked at Mu Ming eagerly.

Mu Ming laughed and motioned him to turn his head.

At the back, the crowd of onlookers stared at it. After enjoying the visual delicacy, of course they had to taste it for themselves, and they squeezed out the young people who had eaten the noodles.

"Oops!" The young man had already reached the periphery before he realized it, and when he looked at the water-tight stall, he patted his head angrily, "Look at my brain, the president sent me here to get in touch with Yanhuang, so I know how to eat it, it's a waste of time." Shaking his head, he turned on the light screen, gave five out of ten votes to a noodle, and stomped away.

In front of the stall, the business of Yiyi Noodles was unbelievably good, and many people came here just to watch Mu Ming make noodles.

It turns out that the top [-] most popular stalls will be randomly selected on the large video display in the central square for a circular performance display, and Yimian is among them.

corner of the square.

A man looked at the figure on the screen, and dropped the cup and bowl in his hand.

The first round of the promotion match ended perfectly with Jiang He grinning so hard that Jianghe Restaurant won the championship in the first district with 23981 votes, ranked fourth in the general district, and successfully advanced to the next round.

"I'm leaving."

"Oh." Jiang He was giggling all the way back, and unconsciously replied, "Well, it's time to go offline, and I'll trouble you today."

Mu Ming shook his head, still hit Jiang He and said, "I mean, I might not be able to go online in the future."

"Oh, I can't log in..." Jiang He stopped suddenly, and the three shop assistants who accompanied him looked over, "Can't log in?" His voice suddenly rose.

Mu Ming is the key figure for them to advance to the competition. It can be said that the success or failure of this star promotion depends entirely on him alone.

And the originally agreed employment is until the end of the promotion competition, but now he hastily quit, and it is too late to find someone else, even if he is found, it is definitely not as "good and cheap" as Mu Ming.

Then the next game will undoubtedly be lost.

"May I ask what happened?" After getting along these days, Jiang He knew that Mu Ming was not a person who didn't keep his word, and he couldn't help but feel more worried in his eyes.

Mu Ming rolled his eyes, "I will solve it as soon as possible, if possible, I should be able to come back."

"The topic this time is cold noodles. The hard part is the sauce. I'll leave the recipe. If I haven't been online the day before the competition, you can follow the instructions on it."

Jiang He glanced at Mu Ming, saw that the other party looked serious, and finally couldn't speak to persuade him to stay, so he replied muffledly, "Okay."

In fact, even the three shop assistants know that there are still subtle differences in the flavors of sauces made by different people. Even if it is the same recipe, a knowledgeable person can eat it after a try.

A group of people returned to the restaurant in silence, the joy of victory was drenched completely by a pot of cold water.

After receiving today's salary, Mu Ming went offline.

When the promotion competition started, the opening hours of the union main network and federation main network platform were from 6:4 am to [-]:[-] pm, so after the game ended, it was still early.

"Welcome, what can I do for you." The front desk lady smiled professionally.

Mu Ming was wearing a high-necked windbreaker, with a pair of sunglasses on his face, and the other half of his face was covered tightly with a peaked cap.

"I want to sell something." Mu Ming tightened his backpack on his shoulders and said in a low voice.

"Okay, please wait a moment." The waitress was not surprised, and she was not surprised by Mu Ming's attire.

This is a black market, an underground black market where money and power are intertwined. It only cares about buying and selling, not where it comes from.

Mu Ming nodded and waited aside.

A few days ago, he got the address of this underground trading outlet from a gangster on the side street by insinuating.

For today, he specially spent three days stepping on the spot to mark it, so as not to commit another crime by that time, which can be described as well-intentioned.

Not long after, a receptionist came out and led Mu Ming inside.

Sit down.

"Hi, I'm an appraiser, please show me the item to be traded." The middle-aged man across the square table said.

Mu Ming nodded, and opened the backpack, revealing five Chinese cabbages.

"Natural food?" The middle-aged man's sharp eyes, coupled with his keenness in this industry for a long time, observed Muming's outfit, and quickly estimated the price in his mind.

"Five cabbages, 25000 federal currency." Mu Ming lowered the brim of his hat and said calmly.

The middle-aged man was taken aback, the price was slightly lower than what he thought. After all, the supply of natural food on Blue Sea Star was in short supply, and the quality Mu Ming brought was excellent, at least above grade B. He thought that the other party would pay a higher price. , are ready to lower prices.

"Okay." The middle-aged man said, this is his fastest transaction this year.

"I want cash." Mu Ming heaved a sigh of relief.

Although he knew that if the five cabbages were exposed to have the ability to suppress the virus, the price would be ten times higher than it is now, but at that time, he might not be able to leave.

Alas, if it weren't for the interstellar merchant ship's sudden arrival ahead of schedule, he wouldn't have taken risks with the crops in space.

I just hope that before the people here detect the ingredients in the Chinese cabbage, he has left safely.

25000 federal currency, plus the part he earned on the virtual network, was enough for him to buy two boat tickets and take He Ma out of Blue Sea Star.

The interstellar merchant ship arrived the night before the scheduled time. Standing at the door of Mianpu, you can see the huge hull moored in the corner of the central town from a distance, which is several times taller than the tallest building.

"I won't go." He's mother shook her head, she couldn't hide her nostalgia for this room in her eyes, "Xiao Ming, please go, He's old body can't bear torment."

Mu Ming was also stubborn, "It was Mama He who took me in when I was the most desperate, and I have to pay back the favor! I bought the boat ticket for you, and I don't feel at ease leaving you here alone."

"There is nothing to worry about." He's mother sternly said, "He's survived without you. You are still young and have a long way to go. I will only drag you down."

After hearing this, Mu Ming couldn't let her go, and said solemnly, "To be honest, I left this time to hide from someone, and that person has a lot of power. I'm not sure if he will embarrass you after I leave, or Threate me directly with you."

As expected, Mother He hesitated, "Threat you with me? Why?"

"Because." Mu Ming smiled wryly, but still said it out, "He knows that I am soft-hearted, and what he knows best is how to take advantage of other people's weaknesses."

After all, He Ma finally agreed, even though during this period Mu Ming made up the image of Chu Lie into an arrogant, detestable and shameless bastard with full of resentment.

Well, who made YY innocent.

The interstellar merchant ship had been moored in the central town for two days. After the howl of departure sounded, Mu Ming took He Ma into the cabin from the transport escalator on the side of the ship.

Along with them, there are tens of thousands of immigrant troops rushing to the vast interstellar space.

It wasn't until he boarded the boat and sat in the lounge in the cabin, watching the galaxy speeding outside the window, that a big stone quietly fell in Mu Ming's heart.

From leaving the blue ocean base to finding a job online to earn money online, and then to boarding the ship today, the process has been smooth.

It even went so smoothly that it was unbelievable, but there was also a strange uneasiness in the unbelievable, like the excitement and panic of a child when he ran away from home for the first time.

Am I successfully escaping?

Mu Ming sighed silently, looking at the scenery passing by outside the window, he suddenly thought of the scene when he first encountered the mysterious universe at close range in the location room of the spaceship on the Blue Ocean, and when Chu Lie was so angry that he carried himself to the kitchen When the expression, did not come to feel funny.

I guess I left.

Mu Ming frowned, looking forward to the next journey.

"Click." The lock moved, and the door creaked open.

"Mother He, it's not time for dinner yet, you can rest..." Mu Ming turned around and saw the person who opened the door, his voice stopped abruptly.

At that moment, the blood seemed to cool all over the body, only to make the heart contract suddenly.

"Daughter-in-law." The man closed the door behind his back, walked over and embraced the stiff Mu Ming, leaned over and smelled the good smell on the necks of the people around him, and smiled softly, "I finally caught you."