Chapter 36 I'm Jealous of Eating Desserts
Guoguo's invention of eating skewers with toothpicks was fun and convenient, and the other children eagerly imitated it. In just a few minutes, not a single toothpick was left on the plate. Each child had one, holding up a toothpick skewered with vegetables, and happily munching on it.
Some were colorful mixed skewers, some were bright red carrot skewers, some were golden yellow corn skewers, and there were also plump peanut skewers, yellow and green cucumber and corn skewers, mixed potato, mushroom and cucumber skewers, and so on. The already abundant dishes were eaten in all sorts of creative ways by the children, which was simply too much fun.
Ning Jia watched this amusing scene and suddenly found her appetite whetted, unknowingly eating half a bowl more rice than usual.
She touched her full belly, feeling like she'd gained a little weight recently? It must be her imagination, a misperception, definitely a misperception!
Amidst the little people's cheerful laughter, the plates were all swept clean, and their little bellies became round and bulging, almost bursting out of their grass skirts.
"belch."
Bai Su's peach-like face looked rosy. Leaning on He Meng's shoulder, she said a little shyly, "I think I... ate too much."
"belch!!"
He Meng touched Bai Su's little face and let out an even louder burp, "I think... I can eat a little more!"
"Hiccup, hiccup..."
Licorice and snow grass were so full they started burping, and they looked at He Meng with a shocked expression.
"Can we eat some more? Then let's eat some more!"
Ning Jia patted He Meng's little head and gave them a mysterious smile, "Actually, there's one last dessert that hasn't been served yet, please wait a moment."
Dessert? The burping suddenly stopped, and the little ones, pretending they weren't full, whispered curiously to each other: Was it fruit with yogurt? Or pumpkin?
"No, you'll find out soon enough."
Ning Jia quickly went to the kitchen and mysteriously closed the door. The little people could only vaguely see her busy figure through the glass door, which made them very curious.
"Ta-da! Dessert's here!"
Not long after, Ning Jia came out of the kitchen carrying a plate of golden food.
She placed the dish in the center of the coffee table, which immediately attracted a large crowd of children: "Wow, what is this?" "The color is so pretty!" "It smells sweet!"
Ning Jia quickly revealed the answer, "This dish is called Caramelized Apple." Seeing that the little people couldn't believe it, she continued, "Yes, that's right, this dish is made with apples, but it's coated with a layer of sugar."
Everyone found it novel; these golden, translucent nuggets were actually made from apples, which they were very familiar with. They couldn't wait to try this candied apple and see how it differed from ordinary apples.
Ning Jia stopped the little people from reaching for the food, saying, "Don't rush. This dish is still very hot from the pot. It's best to eat it with water."
She brought over a glass of warm water, poured some into each of the little figures' dishes, and then said, "You can eat now."
He Meng was the first to grab a toothpick, poke a piece of apple, quickly dip it in water on the plate, and eagerly took a bite. Then her eyes lit up: Wow, this is so delicious!
The outside is the sweetness of crunchy candy, and the inside is the sweetness of fragrant apple. They are both sweet, but when you put them in your mouth together, the taste becomes so wonderful. It's warm, sweet, and the sweetness goes right to your heart.
He Meng squinted her eyes in ecstasy, then opened them again. Huh? How come the apple slices are magically producing so many fine strands? She licked the golden sugar strands, then licked the apple slices, and instantly understood. Without hesitation, she chewed each sugar strand and ate them all in one go.
The little people, who thought they were full, suddenly felt hungry again. The candied apples on the plate were quickly devoured. He Meng, who had eaten two delicious pieces of candied apple, hummed a song with delight.
Ning Jia smiled as she watched the little people's satisfied expressions, but then she heard Cang Lan whisper to her:
"You must have had a long day. This feast is truly amazing. It must have been quite a hassle to prepare."
“No,” Ning Jia whispered to her, “Actually, my family used to run a restaurant, the kind that sells food to giants. It was very popular back then, so making these dishes isn’t difficult for me.”
Canglan gave her a thumbs up, "I think you're amazing, and your mother is amazing too, to be able to run a shop like that."
"You flatter me. There are many people in the Giant World who can cook." Ning Jia said, a hint of annoyance flashing across her face. She had cooked so many dishes that she forgot to take a picture and send it to Ms. Ning.
After thinking for a moment, she still took a picture of the "remains" of the candied apple:
The candied apples you taught me to make were very popular.
Ms. Ning quickly replied with a thumbs-up:
Well done!
Another question was raised:
[Aren't you going to work today? Why are you having lunch at home?]
Oh no, I almost gave myself away… Ning Jia slapped his forehead and replied:
[I had worked overtime before, so I took a day off to celebrate with friends at my new house.]
Ms. Ning, unsuspecting, replied: "Oh, okay, then you guys eat."
【Um. 】
Ning Jia put down her phone and saw that most of the little ones were lying on the side with their round bellies, while Dao Ya was still squatting by the plate with her little face puffed out, scavenging for the last scraps of food. She couldn't help but admire her fighting power.
It seems the Lilliputian teenagers are the same; they look thin, but their appetites are as big as black holes. Fortunately, the Lilliputians are of limited size, otherwise, if a few giant versions of Inoya came along, they would surely eat her family out of house and home.
Not only the little people, but Ning Jia herself was also stuffed after this meal. She stretched her limbs and was about to clear the dishes when the stuffed little people volunteered to wash them, not only their own rice dishes but also the large plates of food that had been completely emptied.
Ning Jia asked uncertainly by the sink, "These plates are so big, will you be able to wash them easily?"
A tiny figure, soaking in a dishwashing basin, skillfully wets a dishcloth in clean water. "The washing method is the same, of course you can do it."
"Okay, then thank you for your hard work." Ning Jia was happy to take a break.
However, every dish in this lunch contained oil, and water alone wouldn't be enough to clean it. She added some dish soap to the little ones and made a basin of foam, then took a rag to wipe the greasy gas stove.
The so-called dishwashing is not just about washing dishes; it also involves washing pots, pans, wiping the stove, cleaning the countertop, and so on. There are many hidden chores to do, so you're never idle.
"Huh? Why do you guys play with bubbles while washing dishes?"
Standing on the counter, watching from the sidelines, He Meng was filled with regret! If she had known there were bubbles here, she would have signed up to wash the dishes!
Shi Ying, who always participates in washing the dishes, laughed and said, "He Meng always thinks of fun things. Washing dishes is hard work, not so easy."
He Meng snorted, "Although I'm not as strong as you, I'm still one of the strongest in the clan."
Shi Ying didn't reply. Suddenly, she focused her energy in her dantian, lifted the large plate in the basin with one hand, and then glanced at He Meng with her eyes: I can do this, can you?
He Meng was indeed provoked. She looked around and happened to see a large glass jar on the counter. She ran over and used all her strength to try to lift the jar. She did manage to lift it... a little bit, but she couldn't hold on for even half a second before she was too tired to pull her hand back from the bottom of the jar.
Perhaps because the glass jar was still wet, it wobbled a few times when lifted, then suddenly tipped over and rolled on the counter, scaring He Meng so much that she ran around in all directions and was almost crushed into a tiny dried-up mess.
"Hahahahaha..." Quartz laughed rather unkindly, hands on his hips, and the other little people also burst into laughter.
Ning Jia, who had just finished cleaning the gas stove, was speechless when she saw this terrifying scene: Sometimes, people feel quite helpless when facing a lovable character like He Meng.
He Meng, who was politely "asked" to leave the kitchen, was indignant and a little aggrieved. "Ning Jia, you're disgusted with me. You let Shi Ying and the others play with bubbles, and you even made a small room for Bai Su..."
Ning Jia was speechless. How old is she? Why is she jealous over such a small thing?
Seeing He Meng looking aggrieved, she couldn't help but say, "Don't be angry. I'll make you a bigger room later, twice the size of Bai Su's."
After everyone had been busy for a while, they finally finished cleaning up the kitchen. Ning Jia collapsed on the sofa, ready to browse her phone for a bit and rest before going to deliver the goods.
But then He Meng came over with a fawning expression, jumped onto Ning Jia's shoulder, and asked hesitantly, "Um, Ning Jia, the big room you mentioned earlier..."
"...I'll make it for you right now!"
Ning Jia put down her phone and went to the bedroom to look for something, but found nothing. She then went to the second bedroom to look for something. Well, it seemed that she had used the big straw basket to put fruit in, and she couldn't find a suitable basket for the time being.
If all else fails, how about finding a decent container to make do?
Ning Jia's gaze wandered around, finally settling on... the white round lampshade on the desk.
The second bedroom is rarely used, and Ning Jia took off the lampshade, washed it, and then forgot to put it back on. At this moment, Ning Jia looked up at the ceiling light with only one bulb… It doesn't seem to affect turning on the light?
She decided on the lampshade. After hesitating for a few seconds, she decisively picked up the lampshade, found a few pieces of fabric to put inside, and then turned around and delivered it to He Meng.
Looking at her new room, He Meng was puzzled for a moment, then touched the edge of the lampshade. "Isn't this made of straw?"
“This is made of plastic, a high-tech product, more durable than straw. I think it’s perfect for you!” Ning Jia said seriously.
Wow, that's amazing!
He Meng touched the lampshade again, then happily jumped inside to feel it. "It's really sturdy."
"Of course," Ning Jia said casually, "This is one of a kind for you, are you satisfied now?"
"Satisfied, satisfied! Next time I'll sleep here with Mom." He Meng bounced around inside the lampshade and suddenly said "Thank you" to Ning Jia.
"You're welcome, it didn't cost much." Ning Jia waved her hand.
It was still drizzling outside in the afternoon. Ning Jia left some fruit and melon seeds for the children and then prepared to go out to deliver the goods.
Before leaving, I noticed the Canglan clan chief and the group of little people huddled together with strange expressions, whispering something. I couldn't help but ask:
"Is there anything else? Is there not enough fruit? I'll buy some more when I get back."
"No, no, we ate too much at lunch. Um... Ning Jia, wait a moment, we need to... have a short meeting."
The other children all looked serious, and even the usually straightforward Xuecao stammered, turning around furtively and making a gesture towards Ning Jia, it was unclear what she wanted to do.
With Canglan presiding, the Dwarf race's large-scale meetings usually don't last too long. Ning Jia considerately went back to her bedroom to play on her phone for a while, until she heard a knock on the door—
As soon as she opened the door, the little figure standing under it nimbly jumped aside, almost being carried away by the door.
Shi Ying, holding up a small wooden stick taller than himself, looked up and shouted at Ning Jia:
"Lord Ningjia, you can come over now. We have something to tell you."
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