After the broadcast ended, Ling Miao cooked the last dish, packed a full box for each of the three people, and then reluctantly opened the mailing channel to put the packed lunches inside.
With a mechanical sound,
Ling Miao felt her heart bleed as she watched the deliciousness points shrink instantly in the system's backend. She took several deep breaths to suppress the heartache.
You don't know the cost of oil, salt, firewood, and rice until you're in charge of the household.
That's way too dark!
[System, you didn't trick me, did you?]
Ling Miao's sudden outburst startled the round ball of light in her mind, causing it to shrink back: "Of course not!"
We're on the same side!
The little ball of light spoke with great conviction, its entire body shimmering with light.
【real?】
Ling Miao was still skeptical.
【Of course it's true!】
The system was practically swearing an oath to the heavens. Seeing that its host didn't ask any more questions, it breathed a sigh of relief, feeling guilty.
There's no trickery involved, but everything the host buys in the system shop requires Deliciousness Points to offset the cost, and the system also takes a cut.
However, the price has been slightly increased in the designated area.
The host should not notice.
The system looked at the non-existent finger and felt a little guilty.
Then it became even more self-righteous, saying that the host could earn deliciousness points on its own, while it, as a system, could only stay in the system space and in the host's mind, and couldn't go anywhere else.
You won't earn any deliciousness points either.
In fact, it's the most pitiful one. Its energy needs to be maintained by deliciousness points, and even just connecting to the external star network to pass the time requires deliciousness points as energy.
It can't survive without a commission.
The system quickly convinced itself and happily retreated to its space to watch melodramatic soap operas.
The idiot I saw last time is still online, surely he should be offline this time?
Ling Miao was unaware that the system was secretly doing something behind her back. After comforting herself, she opened her Star Brain and sent messages to the three of them respectively.
Without waiting for a reply, I immediately shut down Starbrain.
She didn't need to clean up the mess left after eating out; Susan and Rella took it upon themselves to do so.
She looked around and saw nothing she needed to do. After thinking for a moment, she went straight to the backyard.
The upgraded yard is much larger and has several more rooms.
Because they couldn't let others know, the extra rooms were all in very secluded locations.
Even if they suddenly discover it, they will only be surprised that they didn't notice it before, rather than puzzled.
The courtyard is square, much like the traditional courtyard houses in the capital city of Lingmiao in my previous life.
The extra rooms were hidden in the four corners. Having already seen the overall layout in her mind, Ling Miao walked straight towards the corners without stopping.
This was the smallest of the extra rooms, and because it couldn't hold much, it had been left unused.
But it's still very convenient to use for storing small items.
Pushing open the door, the interior space was cramped, barely enough to fit a small bed that was only 1.2 meters wide.
There were no beds; the entire space was filled only with rows of neatly arranged jars.
Ling Miao moved lightly and squatted down to check the jar she had sealed.
The transparent glass jar contained sections of tender, white bamboo shoots floating inside.
Cut into long strips, no more than a finger's length, they resemble meticulously carved white jade. When brought close, a faint sour aroma fills the nose.
Ling Miao estimated the time in her mind, nodded in satisfaction, and glanced at the other jar right next to her.
Also made of transparent glass, the jar has a round and full shape, making it easy to see the pickled peppers soaking inside.
The chili peppers are yellow in color, and they are plump and swollen from being soaked in water.
With a pinch of your fingers, you can get your hand covered in the tangy and spicy juice.
Ling Miao sniffed, her mouth watering at her own imagination. Compared to the faint sourness of pickled bamboo shoots, the sourness of pickled peppers was almost overflowing.
The entire space was filled with the sour smell of pickled peppers.
She eagerly lifted the lid, holding a long spoon that had been prepared in one hand. She dipped the long handle inside, and one by one, the pickled peppers fell into the spoon like dumplings into a pot.
Ling Miao seized the opportunity and slowly pulled out the spoon. A few pickled peppers occasionally escaped from the spoon, but most of them remained obediently inside.
When you get close enough to smell it, the sour smell hits your nostrils and makes you shudder.
She picked up a pickled pepper and popped it into her mouth. The sour and spicy flavor was appetizing, and the hot and spicy taste rushed to her face, causing a light red blush to spread across her cheeks, and fine beads of sweat to seep from the tip of her nose.
As the spiciness spreads, the sourness travels down the tip of the tongue. Perhaps it's the long-lost sourness that makes the usually calm stomach start to rumble.
That was so much fun!
Ling Miao hissed twice, her eyes shining as she looked at the jar full of pickled peppers with satisfaction.
Tonight we're having pickled pepper chicken giblets!
We can't let this whole jar of pickled peppers go to waste!
Add some chicken feet, and it'll be perfect!
Without further ado, Ling Miao took out an empty jar from the corner.
Carrying the empty jar, she turned and left the room to begin washing it.
The inside and outside of the jar were scrubbed clean, and when placed in the sunlight, they became as clear and transparent as crystal.
Ling Miao poured in half of the pickled peppers when a shout suddenly came from behind her.
"Miaomiao—"
Susan and Rella couldn't find her, so they came out to look for her.
Ling Miao responded, but when she reached out, she grasped at empty air.
She glanced to the side and suddenly remembered that she hadn't prepared chicken feet yet.
"My memory is getting worse and worse."
Unable to help but sigh, Ling Miao patted her head. Just as she stood up, she was hit on the shoulder.
Why are you here all alone?
"Yeah, and he was muttering to himself."
Rella and Susan stood behind her, smiling as they watched her.
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