"They've built a house."
While preparing the ingredients, Sang Ning explained, "Once we make money, we'll take care of food first, then housing."
"Once all the houses are built and everyone has moved into their new homes, we'll start focusing on cultural and recreational activities."
A person's life can be both long and short.
The original inhabitants of planet E72 had a very hard life in the past, and now that they have money, they have no choice but to start making changes.
We can't let the elderly work hard all their lives and continue to work hard in their later years. They should enjoy a few days of peace and happiness so that their life's journey is not in vain.
Sang Ning glanced at Dun Dun and the others, a smile spreading across her eyes.
It's good that these little brats don't have to follow in their footsteps.
Things will get better and better in the future.
Lois and the others also thought it was great, especially when they ate the medicinal food made by Sang Ning and the insecticides that were fried, stewed, or roasted; their happiness instantly overwhelmed them.
"It's so delicious! This is food with life and feelings, much better than the food made by chef robots in those high-end restaurants on Central Star."
Dominic, now a one-armed man, used his intact hand to grab a spoon and stuff food into his mouth, tears welling up in his eyes as he ate.
Qin Heng took out a handkerchief and handed it to her, "That's enough, quickly wipe your tears."
"I'm touched."
Dominic put down his spoon, grabbed a handkerchief, and rubbed his face haphazardly a few times. He said, "You haven't been back to Central Star for so long. I wonder how many restaurants have opened there now."
"All the restaurants are chef robots that have purchased recipes from the eight major Chinese cuisines. The food they make is much more exquisite than what Sang Ning makes. The taste is actually not bad and quite delicious, but compared to what Sang Ning makes, it always feels like something is missing."
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