Xiaoming: "Late-night snack?"
Xin Sui: "We're having dinner now. In a few hours, around midnight, the meat rolls we ate will probably be digested."
"What to do when you're hungry again? A late-night snack is just the thing."
Xiaoming doesn't have a digestive system, so he doesn't feel hungry.
He likes to eat, purely because he's greedy.
Hearing that there would be a late-night snack, he was so happy that he danced with joy, "Great! I want a late-night snack!"
Xin Sui extended his hand to him, gesturing for him to stand in his palm.
"Let's go prepare first, and I'll cook for you when it's midnight."
Xiao Ming nodded vigorously and obediently fell into her palm.
Xin Sui: "I'm planning to make noodles for supper. Have you ever had noodles before?"
Xiao Ming: "No, what are noodles?"
Xin Sui: "Noodles are a type of food made from flour. First, you need to add water to the flour and knead it into a dough..."
A young man, speaking in a novel, walked past Xuan Tu.
Xuan Tu stared at Xin Sui's back for a while, but ultimately did not stop her.
Her intentions were obvious, but considering that she had pleased Xiaoming, let's just let her be for now.
Xuan Tu tidied up the table and went to the studio.
Xiaoming wants to eat the braised pork made by Li Xueli, but according to Li Xueli, making braised pork requires various kitchen utensils, and he wants to try to recreate them.
Xin Sui used the large round table in the living room as a cooking station and took out a bag of mutated wheat.
Each grain of wheat is the size of a child's palm, with sharp awns like the needle of a syringe.
The small bag of flour she had prepared earlier had been used up, and now she needed to prepare it again.
"Xiaoming, how about we have a wheat-husking competition? Let's see who can husk it the fastest."
"Okay, okay."
Before Xin Sui could even say "start," Xiao Ming's little hands were already busy at work.
They husk wheat incredibly fast, almost like a hulling machine.
"I won!" Xiaoming said triumphantly, looking at the pile of wheat grains in front of him.
"Xiao Ming is really amazing." Xin Sui clapped for him.
Xiao Ming asked expectantly, "What's next?"
"Next, we need to grind these wheat grains into powder, the finer the better."
Before Xin Sui could even teach him how to do it, Xiao Ming grabbed a grain of wheat bigger than his palm, and crunch, crunch, fine flour fell from his hand like snowflakes.
"is that so?"
Xin Sui opened her mouth, swallowing her surprise, "Yes, that's right, Xiao Ming did a great job, awesome!"
She used to grind that small bag of flour for a full two hours, but Xiaoming only needed to pinch it a few times with his little hands.
With Xiaoming, a top-notch little helper, Xin Sui quickly obtained a pile of flour, at least ten or twenty pounds.
We can eat like this for quite a while.
The next step is to let the dough rise.
If you don't have baking powder, you can use honey instead.
She didn't have any honey, but she knew Xuan Tu had some.
In the novel, he poured honey all over Li Xueli's body, turning her into a "hot commodity," where she was devoured by poisonous snakes and insects until she died.
Ironically, the tool that Xuan Tu used to kill in the novel has now become the ingredient she's eyeing.
Xin Sui leaned closer to Xiao Ming and asked him in a consultative tone, "Xiao Ming, could you go to Xuan Tu's place and get some honey?"
"Honey? I have some right here."
With a wave of his hand, Xiaoming conjured up a honeycomb the size of a water vat on the table.
He had eaten most of the honeycomb, and the exposed honey was sticky, thick, and crystal clear, like agarwood.
Just smelling it made her feel incredibly sweet.
Xin Sui dipped her finger in honey and tasted it. It was very sweet, but refreshingly sweet and not cloying at all.
It tasted even better than the cliff honey she had bought at a high price before.
Add an appropriate amount of water and honey to the flour, mix and knead together.
Xiao Ming looked on, eager to try.
Xin Sui gave him a small lump of dough and asked him to knead it.
While kneading the dough, Xin Sui asked casually, "Xiao Ming, where am I sleeping tonight?"
Xiao Ming was taken aback by her question; he had never even considered the possibility of her staying overnight.
However, if she doesn't stay overnight, she won't be able to make him a midnight snack.
"I'll go ask Xiaoguang."
It flew away in a flash and arrived at the studio.
"Xiao Guang".
"Um?"
"Can I spare Xiaoli's life?"
Xuan Tu looked up from the table. "You don't want to kill her?"
"Yeah, if I kill her, she won't be able to cook delicious food for me anymore."
Even if you kill her, she can still cook you delicious food.
After all, Lee Sulli's superpower is "immortality".
However, he did not say this aloud.
"Then we won't kill them."
"Great! Where will she sleep tonight?"
Xuan Tu: "...You want her to stay overnight?"
Xiaoming wanted to say that he didn't want Xiaoli to stay overnight, but rather that he wanted her to make him a late-night snack. However, if she didn't stay there, she wouldn't be able to make him a late-night snack.
So, "Yes, I want to."
Xuan Tu remained silent for a moment.
He never liked others entering his territory, and he only allowed Li Xueli in because of Xiaoming.
It's absolutely unacceptable to let her stay.
But he didn't want to disappoint Xiaoming.
In the end, he compromised.
"Let her sleep in the yard."
Xiao Ming flew back in a flash and told Xin Sui the good news.
"Xiao Li, you can stay here now. Xiao Guang will let you sleep in the yard."
Xin Sui: "..."
She grabbed the dough and slammed it down, punching it repeatedly as if she were treating the dough as someone's face.
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