The years in the valley of online games

I went offline to deal with some things, and changed the nutrient solution in the game room by the way, and it was already midnight when I went online again.I tiptoed to the living room, and I heard the voice of Old Liu.

"Xiaocao, what are those clay pots on your windowsill for?"

"You didn't sleep most of the night, just to ask me this?"

"Forget it, I took it all down, you can smell it yourself."

Sure enough, there were several clay pots of mine side by side on the table in the living room. I leaned over and smelled it. It was weird. It tasted strange. How could this be? I made it strictly according to the production process of my grandfather when I was a child. ah!

Old Liu put the lid on his head and shook his head in disgust, "What are you planning to do?"

"Rice wine! I saw that you had distiller's yeast and used it. It's not good to waste it."

"Rice wine? Rice?"

"Yeah!"

"You need glutinous rice to make rice wine."

"Glutinous rice!" I still don't understand. Even if I use rice, the production process is the same. I don't believe that no one uses rice to make wine.

Seeing that Old Liu was holding my clay pot and was about to throw it away, he hurriedly stopped it. Anyway, it is the fruit of my labor. Let's bury it in the orchard first, and if I dig it out later, it may turn into some kind of wine!

After a good night's sleep, I got up in the morning and made a tray of steamed buns for breakfast. Pang Pang took a bite and found it tasteless, so he sat on the table and ate an apple. Old Liu was not that picky, so he ate whatever he gave.

I bit my steamed bun and stood at the door looking at the green lettuce outside (recently I have a habit of observing my vegetables and trees from time to time, at least once every half a day), and I wanted to make some lettuce wrapped rice, although I don’t know the authentic What is the bread in the lettuce kimbap, but since there is lettuce, you can make your own.

Steam the rice, pick some eggplants, leeks, and lettuce leaves from the field and wash them.Stir fry the eggplant and rice, then cut the shallots and leeks into sections, blanch the lettuce in boiling water, brush with the sauce, wrap all the ingredients and it’s done.

Leave some lettuce wraps for old Liutou for lunch, put the rest in the ring, and greet Pangpang to go on the road.Why is it called fat?One is because I’m a bit blind, and I can’t remember how to go to such a remote place, and the other is because Pangpang said that he needs to exercise after drinking a lot of water in the morning, although I can’t see the difference between drinking water and What does the workout have to do with it, and it's called a workout and it's just standing on my shoulders and kicking.

The last time I came here, because Pangpang hurried to leave, this time there is no puppy waiting for us to rescue, so I can walk slowly, maybe I can find something useful.

With this kind of thinking in mind, I walked all the way and saw that there are many new varieties of trees and flowers. In short, they are all unknown to me, but none of them are useful.

Pangpang has already solved five peaches and two apples, what an amazing stomach!

"Fatty, are you full?"

"No, I still want to eat what you made this morning."

"I know." He took out a bunch of lettuce and wrapped rice for it.

"It's delicious, heck... hiccup..."

"I am full?"

"I'm full, hiccup..."

"I know!!"

"I still want to drink water"

"Pause, go back and drink again. Be obedient, or I will leave you alone and let you sleep in the forest overnight."

"What's wrong with the woods, I've lived in them for hundreds of years."

"What? Hundreds of years?" Picking up Pangpang and taking a good look, it's unbelievable. The little things that can be put down in the palm of one hand are all hundreds of years old. "You say, you say you are hundreds of years old. What are you doing so cute?"

"What's so strange, old Liu is thousands of years old." Fatty twisted his neck in dissatisfaction, trying to free himself from my grasp.

"How many thousand years old? Oh my god, are you all senile?"

Old Liu Tou looks quite young, that is, in his twenties. At first, I thought he was just a [-]-year-old man with good looks. If Liu Tou's appearance was out of the valley, it would be a disaster at all. Thinking about it now, the system is really wise and powerful.

"What Renrui, we are a long-lived race." Fatty was even more dissatisfied.

"Yeah, it's really unfair to have a long lifespan, special skills, and a big stomach. The superior race."

"What's wrong with you? The lifespan of human beings is indeed short, but gods have endowed you with amazing creativity, especially you. Compared with others, you should be content with how many more skills you have learned."

"I have learned a lot of skills, but what's the use of not being able to get in touch with the outside world."

"Why is it useless? Before you came, Old Liu was still living in a cave, living a life of eating grilled fish and picking wild fruits. After you came, we lived in a house with two floors, three bedrooms and one living room. We had vegetables. There is an orchard, and you can eat normal meals. Yesterday, you raised a litter of puppies. After you came, this place has changed from an ordinary valley to a paradise. What are you doing outside? Fighting and killing like others ? You can find such a piece of pure land, which is already the best gift the system can give you."

"That's right, you suddenly feel that you are very useful, why are you so advanced all of a sudden?" Pang Pang is very wise today.

"Old Liu told me, and I'll recite it to you." Fatty scratched my face as if asking for credit.

"I know! Knowing how to recite doesn't mean understanding what he said."

"I didn't understand it before, but now I understand it."

"Have you been outside?"

"Yes!"

"I thought you were originally from the valley."

"No, I came a few years earlier than you."

"How did you come to the valley?"

"I was thrown in when I was stealing farmers' fruits."

"The emotional system likes to throw things around!"

"You're the thing."

Bad communication...

I finally arrived at the bush where I found the puppy yesterday. Pangpang jumped off my shoulder and was soon submerged by the bushes and disappeared.

I suddenly felt that it would be great to have a talking pet with a high IQ, just a few words would be enough, of course, the premise is that it listens to you instead of ordering you the other way around.

For example, the fog beast that is directing me now.

"What are you doing in a daze, I'm looking for this side, you're looking for that side."