Zhao Qingyan was almost dying of laughter at Huang Shi's antics. She had never realized that Huang Shi could be so arrogant, just like a child.
Give them wings and they could probably fly on the spot.
Regardless, Zhao Qingyan was especially happy tonight.
The happy result was that the grandmother and granddaughter chatted until very late, and Zhao Qingyan did not go back to her own room, but stayed in her grandmother's room to sleep.
The next morning, Zhao Qingyan woke up at the second crow of the rooster.
The chickens, ducks, and geese that were brought into the valley before grew incredibly fast, probably because they ate so well there.
And now, the rooster has taken on the important task of crowing the hour. As for the hens, ducks, and geese, they should be laying eggs soon.
After getting up, Mrs. Huang stretched and saw that her granddaughter had already prepared breakfast, which made her beam with joy.
"My dear, why are you up so early? Children need to sleep more. Grandma is here, so Grandma can take care of the cooking."
Zhao Qingyan handed over a toothbrush with toothpaste already squeezed on it.
"Milk, these aren't freshly made, they're all ready-made, just take them out. Let's have barbecue for lunch."
"Then the milk can really shine."
Huang laughed when she heard this, "Okay, but you only know how to grill meat the clumsy way. You don't know how to make the kind of meat skewers you brought out before."
"That's very easy, the key is in the seasoning."
I'll cut the meat and marinate it later. Around noon, I'll set up the grill and start grilling.
Milk, this roasted meat, can actually be sold as well.
Especially at night, having a beer and some meat skewers is wonderful.
Zhao Qingyan felt her mouth watering and couldn't hold back any longer. After Huang Shi finished washing up, Zhao Qingyan took out a bunch of meat skewers.
"Hehe, Grandma, let's eat something first to satisfy our cravings. Otherwise, my cravings will start to rise from my stomach."
Zhao Qingyan made no attempt to hide her craving for delicious food.
The Huang family, of course, also enjoys good food and is absolutely not one to eat anything inferior.
The breakfast consisted of a really mixed bag of things.
Soy milk, hand-pulled pancakes, lamb skewers, rice noodle rolls, egg tarts... Zhao Qingyan took out everything she thought the old lady might like.
Even though they were both gluttons, they couldn't finish all the food they took out.
Anyway, the space has a preservation function, so you can put away any leftovers.
After eating and drinking their fill and resting for a while, Zhao Qingyan took out a lot of beef and mutton and began to teach Huang how to make kebabs.
Huang's greatest strength is that she can learn anything that can make money with incredible ease.
Cut the beef and mutton into small pieces and mix them with barbecue marinade. Wash the metal skewers and let them sit for half an hour before skewering.
Although the cave is warm in winter and cool in summer, September in Lingnan Prefecture is still scorching hot.
While being fanned by Huang Shi, Zhao Qingyan, who was feeling drowsy, suddenly remembered that she had an electric fan in her space.
Solar generators exist, so why do we still get so hot every day?
Could it be that we've been assimilated by the ancients?
"Grandma, thank you for your hard work. I just remembered that I have something useful that I can use."
After saying that, he took out a generator and an electric fan from his spatial storage, and also took out a refrigerator.
First, connect the generator and the electric fan, then press the switch, and a cool breeze will blow gently.
"My dear, is this...is this the wind? How can this thing rotate?" Huang was as surprised as a four or five-year-old child.
"This is an electric fan, and the one that was just outside is a solar generator. As long as there is sunshine, this generator will always have electricity."
This electric fan relies on electricity to operate. It's like how people need to eat; food is energy.
If you don't eat, you won't have the strength and will eventually starve to death.
The "food" in an appliance is electricity. That generator is used to cook the food. Do you understand, Grandma?
Zhao Qingyan tried her best to express herself in a way that Huang could understand.
Huang didn't care about electricity; what made her happiest was that the fan made her very comfortable.
"It's so cool here. Sweetie, why are there all these buttons?"
This is the off button, this is the on button, so what do these three buttons mean? I see you just pressed this button.
Mr. Huang pointed to the button for the third gear and said.
"Hey, Grandma, you're really observant. This fan has three speeds. Pressing 'on' means the fan is turned on and ready to start. Pressing these three buttons selects different wind speeds."
As for this "shutdown," "completely shut down" means it's no longer needed, it's stopped.
Zhao Qingyan patiently explained to her grandmother, while also teaching Huang about electrical safety.
Otherwise, if the old lady accidentally presses the switch, it will really start shaking, and that would be a big problem.
Then he explained the refrigerator's functions to Ms. Huang. This thrilled Ms. Huang immensely.
"This stuff is great. I don't have to worry about any meat or vegetables spoiling when I put them in. And when I put drinking water in, it gets ice-cold and so refreshing."
Those little brats won't get to enjoy it.
"My dear girl, you must put these things away when we leave. Those little brats can't see them."
Zhao Qingyan was very pleased with Huang's thoughtfulness; the old lady Huang was truly concerned about her safety.
Moved by her actions, Zhao Qingyan took out various flavored drinks and fruits from her spatial storage, quickly filling a large double-door refrigerator.
"Hehe, hehe, my dear girl, what's inside these colorful glass bottles? They're quite pretty."
I recognize this one; you gave me some before. This is Coke. I also recognize that one; it's Sprite.
Huang looked at the various drinks in the refrigerator and was practically drooling.
Zhao Qingyan quickly introduced them one by one, not wanting to tempt the old lady.
It was assumed that Ms. Huang would like all kinds of fruits, but surprisingly, she was interested in cocktails of various colors.
Zhao Qingyan thought about it and realized that the brewing technology in Shenlong Kingdom was not very good to begin with.
Moreover, the wine is very expensive, and the natives' obsession with wine is something she, as an outsider, cannot truly understand.
Even though Huang had developed a strong interest in wine, Zhao Qingyan couldn't let her drink excessively, given her age.
I don't usually drink alcohol, so what if I get drunk?
"Milk, it's fine if you drink all of this, but you can't drink too much at once."
You can only drink one of these cocktails at a time. You also shouldn't drink too many of other carbonated drinks at once.
You can drink more fruit juice.
According to later accounts, these were all industrially produced, containing various additives, and excessive amounts were harmful to health.
Zhao Qingyan tried her best to explain to Huang why she couldn't drink too much at once.
"These are all such precious things, how could they be bad for your health?"
If it's bad for your health, then what's the point of making it and selling it? Isn't that just ripping people off?
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