Chapter 452 It's Hard to Judge
She had just seen similar leaves on the roadside, and an idea suddenly occurred to her. She wanted to make some of their favorite potato chips to open their eyes. What new nutritional liquid? It was obviously a delicacy from our great country Z.
Well, it's not a big problem. Lin Xinhuan shook off the dirt on the potatoes. It doesn't matter whether they are big or small, as long as they are potatoes. She admired the size of the potatoes. They are not much different from the potatoes in the beast world. I wonder how they taste~
I haven't even eaten it yet but I'm already thinking about sending it back to Blue Star. Even though Country Z is a major grain country with a large population and many hungry mouths to feed, the country is under great pressure and has had to import grain from other countries in previous years.
Fortunately, there was help from the Beast World Continent to relieve some of the pressure. However, after the ancient plane was rescued, other countries fell due to mutated creatures. They are also humans and cannot ignore death. Moreover, some countries are still friendly to them. They use money to buy them. Can you not help them a little?
Lin Xinhuan watched the researcher in the video whose hair was becoming increasingly bald, and was worried about how much hair she had lost. Her hair growth cream couldn't keep the hair from growing. It grew, and then was plucked out. It grew, and then was plucked out again...
The hair follicles are all closed by themselves. I worked so hard to grow them for you, but you pulled them out yourself. Don’t you know how hard I worked? I’m done with it. Whoever wants to grow can grow!
On the Life Planet, no one is interested in the plants that can be seen everywhere. Plants grow wildly and there are century-old trees lining the streets.
There were rows of pomelo trees below the dormitory building. They were big and full of fruits. They were so heavy that if they fell, they would be taken away by the cleaning robots. No one cared. Lin Xinhuan climbed up the tree stealthily, picked one, and just as she jumped down, she ran into Professor Pu Yi.
Caught! Lin Xinhuan was shocked and immediately hid the grapefruit behind her body. How is this different from being caught by the teacher for doing something bad?
"You have a unique aesthetic taste, using grapefruit for decoration. There is a sea of flowers at the training ground in the back mountain. You can go and have a look."
Professor Pu Yi was nearby when Lin Xinhuan climbed up the tree, so it was useless even if she was fast.
"Such a plump and tempting pomelo is just used for decoration? Does it mean it doesn't taste good?" Looking at the sweet appearance of the pomelo, Lin Xinhuan was suspicious.
“Can I eat grapefruit?”
Professor Puyi's question reminded her of the difference between the Blue Star People and the Interstellar People. When the Blue Star People discovered a new species, they would ask: Can we eat it? What does it taste like? How to cook it? The Interstellar People would ask: Is it an energy source? If it is not an energy source, it is useless and is just regarded as a worthless weed.
As the saying goes, whoever sees it, gets it. Lin Xinhuan shared the pomelo with Professor Pu Yi and couldn’t wait to eat it. Then she said, “Wow, it’s super delicious. Professor, you must try it, otherwise you will regret it for the rest of your life!”
Professor Pu Yi was highly recommended by Lin Xinhuan, and he was full of anticipation. As soon as he took a sip, his expression changed drastically, his whole body shuddered as if it was electrified, and his brain sounded an alarm: sour, sour, sour!
The originally smiling face on the opposite side immediately twisted, and it was obvious that he was also upset by the sour taste. But he didn't have this expression before he took a bite!
"Hahahahahaha." How could she be so jealous after successfully deceiving Professor Puyi? She was jealous all by herself, but Lin Xinhuan didn't hesitate for a second to pull Professor Puyi into the water.
Lin Xinhuan carefully looked at the row of pomelo trees, the birds that were stationed there, the squirrels that were wandering nearby, and ignored the pomelo that had fallen to the ground, revealing its fresh flesh. Even the animals would not eat it, believing that a pomelo that had not been carefully selected by the birds was not a good pomelo, and they looked at the pomelo trees with contempt.
As for the uneaten grapefruits, it was a shame to waste food, so she sent them back to the researchers to see what the difference was between the grapefruits on the interstellar planet and those on the blue planet.
Experimental results showed that pomelo is the most original variety of Blue Star, which has not been optimized for taste. It has a large core, thick skin, and sour juice. It is followed by a long list of methods to improve the taste, as if the author really wanted to teach Lin Xinhuan how to improve it.
??? Is she going to start the script of "After Traveling Through Time, I Started Farming in the Interstellar Space"?
The researchers exclaimed: I never thought that plants from the blue planet could be seen on the interstellar space. The genes of grapefruit are very similar to those of the blue planet grapefruit.
Lin Xinhuan replied: "Maybe it was transmitted from the Blue Planet." Not only grapefruit, many creatures on the Planet of Life have similarities with the Blue Planet. It turns out that the world is a huge blue planet.
I didn't expect that a joke would become a prophecy.
[What is this lump of dirt? It's so ugly. I wonder if the anchor wants to eat dirt.]
[Eating low-quality food is disgusting enough, and eating dirt is shocking to me for a hundred years. For the sake of publicity, they even don't care about their lives.]
[Sis, please tell the story well and don't do anything crooked. I love you, otherwise I would have reported you long ago.]
[Look, tens of thousands of people have left the live broadcast room. If you don’t stop, everyone will run away.]
When Chen Hai saw this comment and looked at the number of people in the live broadcast room, there were tens of thousands fewer people than when he first came in. Although he was angry that Lin Xinhuan said that low-grade food was delicious and that delicious nutrient solution was food, he did not exit the live broadcast room. Why did others exit?
[What is a clod? It has a name. It is a plant on some planets. It is called a clod. Any plant buried in the ground is called a clod.]
It's very simple and crude. It's really easy for interstellar people to name things. Wouldn't it be confusing to use one name to refer to thousands of plants?
"It's just some unpalatable clods of earth, even more unpalatable clods of earth, very unpalatable clods of earth. There's no confusion." said Tengsi, who has his own views on eating plants.
He was familiar with what Lin Xinhuan had in her hand. He had chewed most of the plants on the Star of Life. He helped Lin Xinhuan pick off the leaves and asked how to deal with them.
"It's amazing that leaves can be turned into potato chips. Now there is no similarity between the two." He exclaimed while holding the leaves, as if he wanted to witness a miracle.
Lin Xinhuan stroked Potato's round head and glanced at Tengsi. He also noticed that other students and parents were watching Ye Zi and guessing how Ye Zi would transform.
"I said tear the leaves into petals and put them in water so they can expand on their own."
"No, no, no, I think a leaf is like a potato chip. It needs chemicals to turn it golden."
"You are wrong. You have to crush the leaves to remove the moisture so that they can become crunchy."
......
Lin Xinhuan was silent and stared at Potato. Thank you, you can even link the leaves to potato chips. Do you trust her too much? Or do you trust her too much? I trust her too much.
"I don't have the ability to turn leaves into chips yet."
[Hahahahahaha, the host herself admitted it. Didn’t she just say she would make potato chips for us, but she couldn’t?]
[Let’s break up. The anchor directed and acted it all by himself. There’s no way to make it come back now.]
Chen Hai should be very happy to see the mournful comments. After all, more people are on the same side with him and he won't be deceived by the anchor anymore. But... why does he feel a little regretful?
"How should I put it? It's hard to judge. Is it possible that I can make potato chips with the dirt in my hand? It's called potato. Cut it into thin slices, fry it in oil, sprinkle it with your favorite seasoning, and it's done."
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