Matrix Survival: I Get A Random Chest Every Day

Chapter 549 "Miriel, when You Grow up, Can You..."

The next morning, Li Zheng was hooked out of his sleep by the strong aroma of the food. He opened his eyes and saw that Miriel was already busy on the stove, and there were several plates of steaming hot dishes on a low table next to him. breakfast.

"Hmm... the taste of soy milk?" Li Zheng sniffed the smell and looked surprised, because there were no beans in his ingredients inventory.

"Are you awake?" Miriel heard the movement, turned her head and said, "When you wake up, get up and take a shower, and you'll be able to eat in a while."

Li Zheng jumped off the bed, took out the toiletries, and asked curiously, "Where did you get the beans, you can even make soy milk?"

"Where is this place?" Miriel asked incredulously.

Li Zheng brushed his teeth and said vaguely, "Outer city."

"It's the botanical garden!" Miriel rolled his eyes and stood on the small steps of the footrest, waving the huge horse spoon in his hand: "A professional botanical garden, how could there be no beans in the warehouse? I see you marked it on the menu. After reading a few recipes, I guess you want to eat it. When you get up in the morning, you sleep like a dead pig. I didn’t bother you. I went to Kanger and asked for some ingredients. You make some soy milk."

Do "points"?

Li Zheng couldn't help brushing his teeth. He looked at the cauldron on the stove, which was taller than Miriel. There was thick heat and the smell of soy milk. He wanted to know what Miriel meant by 'point'. How much is it?

A million points are also points, right?

"You're not going to move all the beans in the warehouse and use it up?" Li Zheng pointed at the cauldron.

"Where... how can it be?" Miriel smiled awkwardly: "I left a part for Kanger, which should be enough for him to use as a seed in the future... Right."

At the end of the day, even Miriel himself was a little unsure, and it was a huge loss.

Looking at her appearance, Li Zheng knew that this little princess of the succubus clan, a talented little beauty, had been spoiled by herself.

Yes, Li Zheng has this consciousness.

He felt that Miriel became what he is now, and he had an inescapable responsibility.

If it weren't for the fact that he had been with him recently, he would have to search the world upside down every time he went to a matrix room, and he would not let go of anything of value.

The little princess of the dignified succubus clan, with an extremely noble status, how could she have done such a rude thing?

No, I have to ask Miriel to apologize to Kanger in a while, and don't let people look down on my current player.

Li Zheng thought so.

After washing up, he sat down on the edge of the low table, and Miriel brought a bowl of thick white soy milk. The smell was fragrant, which made Li Zheng move his index finger.

Holding up the bowl, ignoring the hot soy milk, he directly isolated himself to the limit, raised his head and poured the whole bowl of soy milk into his stomach.

"Well, the bean fragrance is rich, the taste is dense, and the mouth is smooth." Li Zheng gave a thumbs up: "Kangel is indeed an experienced plant breeder, the ingredients he produces here are all first-class good things, even You, a first-time soy milk cook, can make it so delicious, it's amazing!"

"It's obviously my cooking skills." Miriel rolled his eyes arrogantly, looking deadly.

Li Zheng looked away and said regretfully: "It's a pity that there are no fried dough sticks, otherwise it will be torn into pieces and soaked in soy milk to eat, which is simply a must in the world!"

Soymilk fritters are a perfect match. No one will object to this sentence on the earth.

Soak in one piece and eat, the degree of its deliciousness is definitely not as simple as one plus one equals two.

"Who said there were no more fritters?" Miriel pointed to a plate on the table: "Isn't that what it is?"

Li Zheng: "..."

I'm embarrassed!

Is this fritters?

Picking up one, it was longer and thicker than his own arm, but the skin was crispy and the inside was soft to the touch. It was indeed not the baguette Li Zheng thought at first.

"How did you do it?" Li Zheng silently tore off a few pieces and tasted it.

Oily, but not greasy.

The first bite was a little uncomfortable, but after taking two more bites, I felt a little bit addicted.

It's like reading a short video and suddenly reaching Tian Yiming. The first time I listen to "I've dried up and be silent", it will reveal the expressions of the subway, the old man, and the mobile phone.

But after listening to it a few times, it becomes:

"Huh? Weird, listen again."

"Huh? It's actually kind of nice."

"..."

"I dried up the silence~ Ruined very impulsive~ Even if I made a mistake this time, I'm just afraid of missing out~" Twist, Twist, Twist.

Overall, two words stand out: really fragrant!

However, when Li Zheng soaked the fried dough sticks in soy milk for ten seconds and then took a sip, his eyes instantly stared like two light bulbs.

After soaking for ten seconds, the dense honeycomb-shaped pores inside the fried dough sticks are just perfect to absorb the thick soy milk. When you bite down, the crispy outer skin is lightly cracked. The plump soy milk inside is like an aroma bomb, bursting in the mouth.

Unpredictable, a large amount of soy milk escaped from the mouth, and could not contain it for a while, and flowed out from the corner of the mouth.

"good to eat!"

Li Zheng swallowed the delicious food in his mouth, the corners of his eyes involuntarily moistened a little.

How long has it been in his memory that he has not eaten such a taste?

It seems to be a month, and it seems to be hundreds of years, thousands of years.

While in the matrix, although the food he eats every day is more advanced, more fancy, and more delicious than others.

But he has always had one regret, not being able to find a way to make the traditional breakfast he used to eat almost every morning.

Soy milk and fritters.

Two simple breakfasts, Li Zheng thought that the last time he tasted it was not long ago.

When he learned from his false mouth that he was a clone, and even the memory was the most primitive version of the original instillation, he suddenly felt a sense of tearing.

It turns out that I haven't tasted the taste of my hometown breakfast for countless years.

Perhaps the ontology has already realized this wish through various means, because the stove blueprints that Li Zheng obtained from the treasure chest system are also likely to come from a restaurant or factory in the outer city.

And the recipes that come with the stove are almost all kinds of food on the earth.

If there is such a thing, the ontology must be fueling the flames behind it.

Regardless of whether Ontology has realized the freedom of food, but for Li Zheng personally, this is the first time he has tasted the long-lost hometown breakfast after "entering" the matrix.

I still remember my favorite way to eat it.

A bowl of soy milk fritters.

If you are not full, have another bowl of bean curd.

Douhua can be sweetened with sugar, or can be made savory with dried shrimp, seaweed, mustard, coriander, chili oil and other ingredients.

Li Zheng himself does not like sweets, so he often eats salty and umami bean curd.

A smooth and tender bean curd, with the perfect taste of a mixture of several ingredients, in retrospect, it is simply one of the top enjoyments in the world.

"Ugh……"

Li Zheng recalled the past and sighed: "It's a pity there is no beancurd..."

"Have!"

Miriel brought out a large pot like soy milk from the back of the stove, put it on the edge of the table, and lifted the lid of the pot: "Douhua!"

Li Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Unfortunately, there is no match for seaweed, mustard or something..."

"Have!"

Miriel pointed to several other plates on the table, which contained several kinds of ingredients that Li Zheng could not recognize. Miriel introduced: "The substitute should not taste bad."

Li Zheng was so moved that he took Miriel's little hand and choked: "When you grow up, can you..."

"No!" Miriel immediately refused: "I can't marry you!"

"Uh...you misunderstood." Li Zheng finished his words: "When you grow up, can you come to my restaurant and be the head chef?"

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