Lu Shifeng savored it carefully: "Too serious."
Jian Luo: "Well, serious?"
"Usually, full names only have three characters." Lu Shifeng reminded it: "Nicknames are more casual."
Jian Luo seemed to be enlightened. He smiled, moved closer, and said meaningfully, "Hey, what about you, Brother Long? What's your nickname?"
“…”
Lu Shifeng buried his head in a book and said casually: "I don't have a nickname."
Jian Luo froze, and sat up on the bed, looking at him suspiciously. He swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue, and had a lot of questions in his mind but didn't dare to say them.
Lu Shifeng saw through it and simply asked, "What do you want to say?"
Jian Luo received the pardon order and said bluntly, "I was thinking, are you saying no because you don't want to tell me?"
Lu Shifeng: "Am I that boring?"
“…”
Not really.
Jian Luo was a little disheartened. He never expected that the Marshal didn't have a nickname. How boring would this life be!
Lu Shifeng seemed to see through his thoughts and said directly, "Most dragons don't have nicknames."
Jian Luo was very curious: "Why?"
"Because no one shouted," Lu Shifeng said calmly. The man's face was expressionless from beginning to end, yet there was an inexplicable sadness. "They are basically genetic replicas. Dragons usually only choose genetic replication when they are on the verge of extinction. To us, they are not children, but just another version of ourselves."
Unlike blood ties, gene replication is simply cloning yourself using the same DNA. Most people cannot treat such a child as their own, and many even have resistance to it. Therefore, more and more people choose to donate their genes when they are about to die.
Many Dark Stars have never even met their parents since they were born. Of course, they actually have no parents. Dark Stars already have emotional defects, and coupled with congenital family defects, it is even more difficult for them to adapt.
Jian Luo sighed.
He wondered if he shouldn't open up this topic, as it seemed to be touching someone's sore spot, so he simply said, "How about we just forget about the kid's nickname..."
Lu Shifeng interrupted him: "They can be named."
Jian Luo raised his head.
"They are different." Lu Shifeng flipped through the book in his hand and said slowly, "They have parents and families. They have everything a normal child should have. I will accompany you to take good care of them."
Let’s take care of them together.
Jian Luo chewed over this sentence, feeling a little uncomfortable. This was different from what he expected. In his imagination, he should be able to leave after unloading the goods. Why was there a process for taking care of the child?
Thinking of this, Jian Luo said: "Even if they don't have families, these children will live well, right? After all, they are the hope of the world..."
Lu Shifeng lifted his eyelids to look at him. The Marshal's eyes were blood red. Sometimes when he was serious, those eyes would give people a sense of urgency as if they were bathing in a sea of blood.
Jian Luo's scalp tingled when he looked at her.
After a while.
Lu Shifeng opened his thin lips and said, "The hope of the world, and you too."
A burden seemed to fall on Jian Luo's shoulders all of a sudden. In fact, he understood this truth. As the first person in the world who could bear a Dark Star cub, he was not without pressure, and he couldn't control himself from thinking too much.
The person on the bed who was very excited just now seemed to have lost his energy all of a sudden, and his whole body was wilted. Jian Luo lowered his head, like a small pet that suddenly lost its direction, feeling extremely aggrieved.
The indifferent look on Lu Shifeng's face faded a little, and he looked at Jian Luo: "Are you scared?"
Jian Luo pursed her lips and lowered her voice a little: "Who wouldn't be afraid?"
The corners of Lu Shifeng's lips curled up, his eyes fell on Jian Luo's lower abdomen, his eyes were serious, and he slowly said: "This is not something you should consider."
Jian Luo was stunned.
"Just take care of yourself." Lu Shifeng said slowly: "Eat and drink well, and if you want to pursue your career, that's fine. I will take care of the rest. Some of these things are brought to you by me, so don't be afraid. I will take care of them."
It is better to say some things out loud than to suspect each other.
Jian Luo seemed to have been given a reassurance pill, and he calmed down completely.
"I..." Jian Luo thought for a moment, then finally said, "Thank you."
There were many things he couldn't think deeply about. His worst plan was to leave Dark Star and live somewhere else. As long as Lu Shifeng was willing, it should be no problem to send him away from this planet and protect him to enjoy his old age. Even if he had no merit, he had worked hard. He gave birth to three dragon cubs for Lu Shifeng. Lu Shifeng should not refuse to help him with this. The worst result would be that both of them would perish together.
The next day.
Jian Luo got up early and calculated that the second batch of peppers would be produced.
When she woke up in the morning and just sat up, she felt the cub kick her stomach. Jian Luo touched her stomach and sighed: "Which dragon tyrant is this?"
Lu Shifeng glanced at him sideways when he heard this: "Is this how you decided on the nickname?"
"Ahem." Jian Luo's eyes shifted. "Then I'll think about it again. Actually, there's a saying over there that goes, 'A humble name is easy to raise,' and there's also a saying called 'Iron Pillar' or something like that. We'll see when the time comes."
“…”
Lu Shifeng felt that there was no need to look at it anymore. It would be better for Jian Luo not to get involved in the matter of names.
Morning.
Jane landed at the planting base.
As soon as he entered the shed, he found a pile of things on the table. Jian Luo was very curious: "What is this?"
The things on the table were also very strange. Many of them were things he had never seen before, such as a bottle of water of unknown origin and some food that looked expired. If these things had not been here yesterday, he would have thought this was a scrap collection place.
Wang Qingqing said, "It seems to have been sent by the children from the orphanage."
Young Wang said, "That's them. I came early today and saw them leaving. Luoluo, I think you donated money to them, and they came to express their gratitude."
Jian Luo was a little surprised.
As he was speaking, Xiao Wang added, "I remember Xu Wang, who worked with us. He was also an orphan, from an orphanage."
Jian Luo picked up the only cucumber on the table that could be eaten immediately, washed it, and turned to ask, "What happened to the orphanage?"
“…”
After taking a bite of the cucumber, Jian Luo slowly leaned over the table and asked.
Xiao Wang didn't notice anything wrong: "Luoluo, although he is from an orphanage, Xu Wang is a pretty good person and doesn't have any bad habits. I was quite surprised at first that he could come to the planting base."
Jian Luo didn't quite understand: "Can't orphans enter the planting base?"
It was time for work, and everyone was gradually getting busy. Wang Qingqing was quite surprised to hear Jian Luo's words. She smiled and said, "Luoluo, you didn't know this? The conditions for entering the planting base are very strict. Not everyone can come. You need to have certain assets and academic qualifications, and pass multiple levels of screening. Xu Wang is a special case."
Jian Luo then asked another question: "So what did those who couldn't get in do?"
This matter is big and small, and in fact it should have nothing to do with him. But once orphans are mentioned, Jian Luo can't help but think of himself. He himself has been treated inhumanely, and he doesn't want others to suffer the same pain a second time.
Many times he would often think, if only someone could give him a hand, pull him up and help him get out of it.
Yes, he often thought so, but no, never.
"What do they do?" Wang Qingqing squatted on a shelf, sorting farm tools. She was a clean person. "Well, they can't come in to plant crops, so they can only do some shady work, like some Dark Star factory that needs some menial work. If they're lucky, they can do some manual labor in the back warehouse of the planting base."
Xiao Wang is checking the growth of the pepper seedlings. He is the recorder.
While the recording device was measuring, he said, "These children rarely have a good ending. They always die in unclear circumstances."
Jian Luo frowned.
Xiao Wang said, "Luoluo, it's really not easy for Aunt Suliang to raise you."
Jian Luo finished eating the cucumber, threw the stem aside, and replied, "I know."
In fact, Jian Luo has always wanted to run a food processing factory. He has thought about asking people in the village to join him. After all, cooperating with the Dark Star people is more troublesome for him. Compared with this, it would be great if he could promote the development of human technology and have friendly exchanges with fellow tribesmen.
But problems also arise.
Some people have deep-rooted ideas that farming in a planting base is the most stable development. It is difficult to poach capable people, and they are not confident in recruiting incompetent people.
After hearing what Xiao Wang said, Jian Luo suddenly had an idea.
In fact, those orphans were kind-hearted. At least they knew to send him something to eat. As for the ability, there must be someone who had it, but they just lacked the opportunity. He would find time to visit the orphanage. If there was really a suitable one, he wouldn't mind giving these children a chance, just as if he was giving himself a chance and giving them a helping hand.
Wang Qingqing: "Brother Jian, today's batch of peppers will be ready this afternoon."
Jian Luo came back to his senses and walked over to do the final inspection. "Well, record the growth cycle and the temperature and fertilizer dosage for each time period. I will make the final report this afternoon. If there are no problems with the inspection tomorrow, the peppers can be put into batch production the day after tomorrow."
Wang Qingqing grinned: "Then we all have to upgrade our stars!"
Jian Luo patted her shoulder: "You will definitely get what you deserve."
"Okay!"
The mass production of peppers went incredibly smoothly, making it the most successful crop at Anleyuan in recent times.
When Jian Luo returned home in the evening, Lu Shifeng had not returned yet.
Secretary Jin said, "Something happened. A small team on an outbound mission was attacked and suffered losses. The marshal went there and may not be back tonight."
Jian Luo was a little worried. He had been chewing on the Holy Dragon Fruit, but now the taste was gone. "Are you okay?"
Secretary Jin smiled and comforted him: "If the Marshal goes there, everything will be fine."
Jian Luo was still very worried. In fact, during these days in the Dragon Clan, he had slowly let go of his grudges. Although he still disliked the Dark Star people, he liked the enthusiastic and kind soldiers of the Dragon Clan very much. They had even sat together for dinner not long ago. He really couldn't accept the sudden sacrifice of someone.
People's hearts are made of flesh. In the past, he would definitely not care about military affairs, but now, he can hardly eat.
Secretary Jin was a little touched: "Luoluo, don't worry, it's really okay, no one is dead, just injured. Dragons are actually quite tough, it's not that easy to die."
Jian Luo burst out laughing.
It must be said that Secretary Jin still comforted him. Jian Luo originally wanted to go back to sleep, but because of this incident he couldn't sleep, so he came to the cafeteria.
The uncle in the cafeteria was surprised to see him: "Luoluo?"
Jian Luo leaned against the door and whispered, "Uncle, how many people are there in our kitchen?"
"Why are you asking that?" The uncle treated him like one of his own. "There are seven or eight of them, what's wrong?"
Jian Luo thought about the injured soldiers and took the initiative to say, "Let me teach you how to cook. Make a few servings so that you can eat when the marshal and the others come back."
The uncle in the cafeteria was very surprised, but he welcomed Jian Luo very much. Jian Luo's cooking skills were popular wherever he went. In fact, he had always wanted to learn from him, but it was not easy to ask the young man to teach him. Now, Jian Luo was willing to learn on his own initiative, which was really great.
Jian Luo came over and rolled up his sleeves: "Call the people over first, I'll stew a pot of soup for you to see."
Everyone arrived quickly.
The good thing about the dragon clan is that they are very sensitive to the scent of their own kind. Jian Luo's whole body is full of dragon scent, which makes him even more like one of their own. There is no grudge between them when they get together.
Jian Luo was preparing a chicken and said, "When making soup, the most important step is to remove the fishy smell while ensuring nutrition. I've seen uncles stew soup before, and they just boiled the whole chicken and that was it. In fact, chicken needs to be simmered slowly."
Jian Luo described the process of making chicken soup in great detail.
The chef said, "It's supposed to be cooked anyway, so why do we need to rinse it first?"
"Because you need to remove the fishy smell first, and then add the seasonings, so that the flavor will be better absorbed." Jian Luo's voice was very gentle: "It's best not to use a pot that is too big, choose a small casserole..."
Jian Luo picked a relatively small one from the shelf: "When adding water, make sure it covers the chicken, because we need to put enough water in at once, and then we can make soup."
His teaching is different from others. Some chefs will talk about their own things when teaching, but Jian Luo is different. As he has been live streaming for many years, he pays special attention to other people's feelings and will specifically remind people of some key points. He is careful and thoughtful, which makes people feel very comfortable.
The chefs all nodded: "I understand."
Jian Luo smiled: "Then let's stew the soup first. I'll talk about the next dish later. Since the soup takes a long time to stew, let's stew it first."
Several chefs responded.
Taking advantage of this free time, Jian Luo thought about what to eat. Lu Shifeng didn't like barbecue, but he had tried it before and liked stewed meat very much, so the vegetables were simple, but he needed to put more thought into the meat.
After putting it all together, Jian Luo decided to make some braised pork and steamed four-happiness meatballs. Vegetarian dishes would be even simpler.
The chef said, "Luoluo, you're not doing a live broadcast today?"
Jian Luo remembered that he had just signed a contract, and that live streaming would be better: "Let me teach you, live streaming is not a good idea, will it expose privacy?"
The chef smiled and said, "What's the big deal? We won't be on camera, so we can just listen from the back."
Makes sense!
Jian Luo said: "Then I will broadcast live?"
Several chefs responded: "Go live!"
Jian Luo liked the straightforward character of the dragon people, and after hitting it off, he began to prepare. He started the live broadcast. This was his first live broadcast after the potato chips incident. What he never expected was that the response would be so enthusiastic.
This is just the beginning, and the comments are like a pot of boiling water:
"Anchor, I finally waited for you!"
"Ahhh, host, I'm crying."
"I used to eat at Chen Guangye's pirated place, but now I've found the authentic one, and it's so delicious!"
"Yeah, yeah, what the hell was that before?"
Many people have never been to Jinjiang. They are all customers of Star Live. They heard about the so-called "100% restored taste" from Chen Guangye and believed it to be true. Today, they suddenly tasted the original flavor of potato chips, and it was as exciting as if they had discovered a paradise.
Jian Luo didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Thank you all for your support of potato chips."
His previous number of fans was about 1 million, but now it has reached 1.5 million. The Chen Guangye incident has given him a huge increase in exposure.
Jian Luo took a look and began to change the subject: "Come on, we're cooking a lot of dishes today, everyone should take notes!"
Some new fans find it very strange:
"Anchor, your painting style is so unique."
"Yeah, don't you do any advertising or say anything before the live broadcast?"
"I'm a long-time fan. Not only did he not mention it before the live broadcast, but he also logged off after the live broadcast and finished cooking."
Jian Luo didn't know there was such a thing as advertising. He said stupidly, "No one wants to advertise with me?"
He was telling the truth, but who knew that everyone in the comment section would laugh.
Dark Star people cannot secrete dopamine on their own and rely on external forces, but they feel very happy and joyful when chatting with this anchor.
"You don't have to be so honest, really."
"Hahahaha, I'm the first one on the internet to admit that no one is looking for advertising."
"Would the merchants please take a look at the poor child?"
Jian Luo was completely confused!
But he still remembered what he was here for, so he said honestly: "Let's cook first. We're having braised pork today!"
Fans are used to his new tricks every day.
Jian Luo put on a mask before taking out the meat. He couldn't stand the smell of fishy things, so he was very well prepared. "The essence of braised pork is that it's square. When cutting the meat, you have to have a sense of ritual."
Several military chefs watched him from behind as he laboriously cut the meat.
The animals eaten in interstellar space are larger than those on Earth and are more difficult to cut. Human arms and legs are really hard to cut.
Jian Luo tried hard for a long time, then changed to chopping: "Forget it, it's okay if there is no essence."
The audience in the live broadcast room laughed again:
"I'm so happy."
“Is this the beauty of humanity?”
“I’m paying attention.”
Many people follow Jian Luo not just for food, but to relieve stress and relax mentally. It just so happens that Jian Luo's live broadcasts are basically at night, like the time when ordinary office workers get off work. At this time, many Dark Star people are tired, go home to drink a bottle of nutrient solution, turn on the live broadcast hologram, and inexplicably have a healing feeling of fullness.
Jian Luo continued his great work: "There is a formula for cooking meat. No matter what, in order to remove the fishy smell, it is right to boil it first."
The braised pork turned white after being cooked in water.
Jian Luo began to prepare the seasonings, the first of which was chili peppers. Ever since chili peppers appeared, he could hardly live without them every day.
The chefs were also excited when they saw the chili peppers. After all, they really couldn't control the amount and often made themselves very spicy. Jian Luo skillfully cut the chili peppers and took out the limited seasonings, star anise, sugar, and salt, and barely put them together to heat the oil in a wok.
While cooking, Jian Luo also reminded them, "Be careful not to splash the oil. When pouring the oil, wait until the water in the pot is dry before adding the oil. This way, there will generally be no splashing."
The meat gradually became fragrant.
Various seasonings are put into the pot together, and the fragrance is everywhere.
Jian Luo put the chili peppers first, put boiling water in the pot, then sugar and bay leaves. After all the seasonings are put in, cover the pot and start simmering.
The audience has already smelled the aroma:
"I'm a veteran meat eater, but this meat is so delicious."
"I've always been curious about where this kitchen is and why it has everything in it."
"The anchor changed the live broadcast location again today."
Jian Luo put the braised pork on the stove and turned to the chefs, mouthing silently, "Try it."
Chefs who can work in the military basically have some skills. Braised pork is not the most difficult thing to cook. You can basically learn it just by watching it.
Next, Jian Luo prepared the other dishes with swift movements. He had his own cooking process, and his whole process from beginning to end was a pleasure to watch. He could also chat and laugh, and the audience was almost all very satisfied.
In the end, Jian Luo simply ended the broadcast: "Thanks for your support. Today's dish is for me personally, so I won't upload it for now. I have an account on StarNet. If you really want to eat it, you can vote. If you pass the vote... maybe 200,000, I'll consider uploading it later!"
After giving instructions, Jian Luo ended the live broadcast.
The kitchen was filled with fragrance, which even drifted outside. Many dragons who came to eat after training were very hungry, but the food in front of the window was still the same as before. They could only smell the fragrance of meat but could not eat it, and they cried out in hunger.
The soldiers tilted their heads and asked, "Are there any new products? Are there any new products today?"
The lady serving the food said, “Yes, but it’s not for you. This food is for the team returning from their mission today.”
???
The soldiers' eyes widened!
Why! Why aren't they on a mission today?
Jian Luo was sweating after finishing cooking. He said goodbye to the chef and went to take a shower. In fact, he cooked because he wanted to find something to do, otherwise he would always be thinking about things and would definitely be worried and anxious.
After coming back from the shower, Secretary Jin sent him a message: "Luoluo, it seems the Marshal and the others will be back tonight!"
Jian Luo was very happy: "I'm glad you're okay."
"Yes." Secretary Jin continued, "By the way, we suddenly received a lot of your packages just now. Do you want to come and see them?"
pack?
Jian Luo felt a little strange, but nodded: "Okay, I'll take a look."
He rarely shopped online, so it shouldn't be something he bought. So what could it be? With a question mark on his head, Jane fell to the front.
Secretary Jin had a lot of packages next to her: "Luoluo, can you open them and take a look?"
Jian Luo nodded, squatted down and entered the information code on a package. After a while, the package was verified to be correct and began to be unpacked. After opening it, the contents inside were quite astonishing. It was a fully automatic intelligent power-added kitchen knife.
The note reads: "No matter how skilled you are at chopping, you're still afraid of a kitchen knife. The host is using our new product, and I guarantee you'll chop like a real chef!"
The store and link of the product are attached below. The general meaning is that if you find it good, please help us advertise it!
Jian Luo's mouth twitched as he began to unpack other packages. Unexpectedly, the more he unpacked, the more bizarre things became. He opened another box and pulled out a set of protective clothing: "Love life, anti-interference, prevent oil fume protective clothing, guarding you every day, love you, little chef."
?
A question mark appeared above Jian Luo's head again.
Secretary Jin marveled beside him: "Luoluo, are these all gifts for you? You are so popular, aren't you?"
Jian Luo smiled awkwardly: "Neither."
"Why not?" Secretary Jin leaned over and saw them making love. She was amazed: "So bold and open, they even wrote love letters?"
Lu Shifeng, who had just entered the room: "..."
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