A pineapple weighing over ten pounds was completely devoured by a few people, except for a tiny portion shared with the audience.
As Sang Ning had predicted, eating too much resulted in them developing sensitive teeth.
Sanning, "···"
Sang Ning was both impressed and speechless.
"There isn't a very good way to relieve it. You can either drink more warm water to dilute the acidic components and bromelain in the pineapple, or use raw walnuts or raw garlic."
"However, we don't have either of those. What we have is wild garlic, but such a small amount of garlic is useless."
So, Sang Ning smiled and said, "You should drink warm water."
Monet and the others were immediately devastated, feeling completely overwhelmed.
Seeing them like this, Sang Ning laughed loudly, "You deserve it. I reminded you before to soak them in salt water for a while, but none of you listened. Just leave them up like that."
"You're being way too gloating."
Monet covered her cheek and looked at her with a pitiful expression.
Sang Ning hummed in agreement, openly admitting that she was gloating. Thinking it wasn't hurtful enough, she smiled and asked, "Are we eating again tomorrow?"
The group exchanged glances and said in unison, "Let's eat."
It's just a toothache, it'll be fine in a while, it won't stop them from eating pineapple at all.
At worst, they'll behave tomorrow and soak it in salt water before eating.
Sang Ning realized that these were guys who never learned their lesson.
That's fine, as long as they're happy.
Teeth buckling isn't a big problem, but it can be really stressful.
Especially when Sang Ning made a pot of rice with distinct, plump grains that smelled wonderful when the lid was lifted, using a somewhat ugly but very useful steamer, and also made a stir-fried spicy prawn and three dishes of what was called Thai-style seafood salad, Emmanuel and the others completely lost their composure.
"Waaaaah..."
After swallowing a mouthful of cold air after eating a clam, Mo Nainai, with red eyes, said aggrievedly, "I will never eat pineapple again."
Such delicious food, yet she suffered terribly eating it because of her bad teeth. She's so pitiful.
Louis sighed, "I never knew toothache could be so painful."
The pain is amplified when delicious food is right in front of you but you can't enjoy it.
Sang Ning buried himself in his food and ignored them.
They ate with great relish.
A mouthful of white rice, a prawn, and a spicy and sour seafood dish or a spicy marinated clam—it's simply divine!
The audience ate and drank along with her; of course, Sang Ning was actually eating, while the audience was just imagining themselves eating.
Then the more you eat, the emptier you feel, and the more you crave food.
Those with strong hands-on skills simply ordered seasonings and ingredients to make their own and enjoy with their families.
They ate with great relish, marveling at how delicious it was.
"Now I finally understand what food culture is all about in human history."
Noel is a senior executive at a company on Egret Star. He is usually very busy with work, either on his way to the port to catch a business trip or already on his way to a business trip.
During this rare annual leave, he didn't want to go anywhere; he just wanted to spend quality time with his wife, Mina, and enjoy some quality time together.
Unexpectedly, his wife became obsessed with survival on a desert planet. Not only did she become a fan of a streamer named Sang Ning, but she also bought a large amount of willow branches and bamboo to learn weaving, vowing to become a master of innovation and promote traditional intangible cultural heritage techniques.
Noel supports his wife's ambitions, believing that having aspirations is a good thing, and that perseverance is progress.
However, his wife only had a short attention span, and while Noel supported her, he didn't really approve of her.
He was proven wrong; his wife was indeed exceptionally talented at knitting. Aside from the fact that her initial knitting was ugly and flimsy due to her lack of skill, and that it left her hands covered in scars, she had no other problems.
But once you get the hang of it, the things you weave start to become exquisite and beautiful at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.
My wife is now quite famous for her knitting skills. Her small flower baskets, fruit platters, and other crafts are loved by many, and there are also many people willing to pay high prices for them.
However, their family is not short of money, and they don't expect to make money from this.
Therefore, all the fruits of the wife's labor were kept: a small flower basket filled with flowers cut from the garden, a fruit platter filled with fruit, and so on. I must say, the arrangement was quite unique and stylish.
Having hobbies is a good thing, and striving and working hard for them is also a good thing.
But if you spend all day knitting and neglect him, that's not a good thing.
He was extremely aggrieved. Finally, after taking good care of his wife at night, he got her to agree to not knit and spend the day with him. But instead of spending time with him, she ended up watching the desolate stars and trying to survive.
He was resentful about this, but that resentment vanished after tasting his wife's cooking.
Upon hearing his words, Mina, whose belly was round from eating, let out a burp, looked at him with her eyes as clear as the finest emeralds, and said teasingly, "Still nagging me about watching Survival on a Desolate Planet?"
"I'm not going to study anymore."
Noel chuckled and said, Mina nodded in satisfaction, "It's good that you don't have to study it. Being a fan of Sangning isn't a bad thing. At least after becoming a fan of her, I learned to knit and cook. Don't you think that makes sense?"
"Yes."
Noel nodded, then said with a hint of regret, "It's a pity that dinner was perfect tonight, but the white rice was a disappointment. I wonder when the store will add white rice to its menu."
Mina nodded, "White rice is a magical thing. It doesn't taste like anything except for the aroma of grains, but it gets more and more delicious the more you eat it, and it can be paired with any dish."
Then, she enthusiastically suggested, "Honey, what do you think about us modifying that unused little planet to grow all sorts of ingredients?"
Noel, "???"
What kind of bizarre thought process is this? Why would someone think of turning such a beautiful flower-filled star into a farm?
He was inwardly grumbling, but outwardly he showed no sign of it as he gently reminded his wife, who was beaming with interest, "Darling, have you forgotten that planet you planned to transform into a flower planet?"
"Are you sure you want to destroy so many precious and rare flower varieties to grow for food?"
Mina hesitated. She had personally searched for and bought those flowers at high prices from various star systems. It had taken her fifteen years to transform the once barren planet into the beautiful, flower-filled planet it is today.
She really ruined her flower field just for some food...
She took a deep breath and said seriously, "I can't bear to part with it."
As she spoke, she opened a drawer, took out an invitation, and handed it over. "So, darling, let's go to the auction in two days. There are 23 small planets up for auction this time. If we buy one, we'll have a planet to grow food on."
(End of this chapter)
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