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Chapter 326 The Dream of Tranquility

Chapter 326 The dream of stability

The juice in the crucible kept rolling.

Red dog holding test tube bottle in hand.

As a container with a scale, it is generally used as a cooking tool that only academics like them do not use it.

"6 grams of black salt..."

Gwen stood beside him helplessly, with a chef's hat on her head. The hat still had some weight because of three layers of cat lights.

The good news is that after stacking three layers of cat lights, he is finally taller than the big sister Red Dog!

The bad news is, these cats are really fat.

And while they were cooking, edible ready-to-eat ingredients would disappear from time to time. The most egregious thing was the show effect similar to "Tom Cat"! The milk on the left was stolen, and when you turned around, the cheese on the right disappeared.

It was gone. Looking over again, the remaining cooked egg custard on the left was gone. Finally, he turned around angrily and threw down the cat lantern. When he turned back, guess what? The sliced ​​sausage was gone?

Got it!

"Master, should I add fifteen grams of sugar here to neutralize the taste?"

Red Dog asked with a serious face.

This is also the second reason for Gwen's numb expression now. First of all, Hong Quan must be a good boy, he studies very seriously, and he is not shy at all when he calls himself master. Secondly, it is true that he has no talent, as long as he is coordinated with his body.

People with low sexiness learn to dance and end up with hands and feet like robots. In the end, Red Dog was so serious that Gwen couldn't bear to say "You don't have this talent."

He glanced at the crucible.

Gwen frowned first.

【very scary.】

[This pot of soup... is very salty. Black salt is a special seasoning of Utopia. The saltiness is amazing. Generally, just pinch a little with your index and middle fingers...]

[Fifteen grams of sugar? You mean...two tablespoons is an appropriate amount? This is too extreme.]

"That's pretty much it."

Gwen made a judgment first, but did not block the hope, but chose another path.

"Make some mashed potatoes, and take out the frozen bread and fry it. You don't need me to teach you the process, right?"

[Such a salty soup can only be eaten as a sauce to cover it. 】

When Gwen folded her arms and was thinking, she found that Mao Lan had already secretly taken out the bread and started eating it in the soup.

He grabbed the cat lantern and stared at the other person.

The fluffy cat ball blinked and quickly stuffed the bread into his mouth with his two little paws.

"...Does your cat have nothing else to do besides eating?"

"Meow! Go, go to sleep!"

It has to be said that if the cat lanterns have always maintained this kind of cat attitude, they should live a happier life than anyone else... In fact, this is also true, and Gwen also longs to live this kind of life.



Red Dog's dream is to open a tea restaurant with Dark Cat.

This statement came from one night when we were chatting about our original dreams. You can imagine how funny the rabbit's "What about me?" expression was at that moment, and the dark cat immediately stared at the rabbit.

And showed a proud look that dark cats rarely show.

But having such a dream is nothing strange.

In Utopia, people will eventually return to the world.

It belongs to firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

Not every source of power can earn enough wealth for the rest of their lives before their source of power declines, nor can every source of power be as dazzling as the sun.

I have the idea of ​​opening a store.

It's not just a casual mention, but a serious thought.

In other words, having a stable store on a stable train like the Fellowship is equivalent to having a stable second half of life and a stable life for your children... In the turbulent world of Utopia, stability

How precious is it? How rare is it to be able to sleep soundly every night?

Red Dog has a keen eye on Gwen's Western soup, which is different from Utopian cuisine.

"The pre-meal soup paired with some snacks can have an appetizing effect if it is delicious enough..."



"So she has been learning from you?"

"Um."

It's dark at night, in a bar.

Since it was the last two days of the Tea Festival, Gwen had no intention of training hard. She followed the mysterious Cursed Blade and Laura to the mysterious area on the Sniper Cat... It was even the commander of the Sniper Cat and

A secret area that even the ghosts of the Sniper Cat don't know about.

Cat Light Bar.

The Cat Lanterns didn't know what method they used to carve out a comfortable room four meters high on the very thin Sniper Cat.

As soon as he entered the bar, Gwen was not only shocked by "How could you build such a thing secretly from me?", but naturally she was also shocked by the owner of the bar.

The owner of the bar is a chubby giant cat, the biggest cat he has ever seen so far.

When I sat down, my cat ears were actually lowered by the ceiling.

When standing up, you must transform into a form similar to that of a cat slime in order to move.

Has five plump fat cat tails.

It is a very unique type of cat light with alternating long and short hair, but the top of the head has extremely thick long hair, which almost covers the eyes.

At the same time, the cat would just drink the beer from the bucket without saying a word.

Just like now.

The big cat grabbed a bucket of beer with its paws. When the paws moved together, the lid of the bucket flew out and hit a floating cat lantern. The cat lantern howled and crashed to the ground. She lifted the bucket and let out a purring breath.

After draining a whole barrel of beer, place the barrel in the beer barrel waste area next to it.

Gwen pinched her eyebrows.

"No matter how many times I watch it, I still feel how drunk this cat is..."

"It is said that this is a rare breed of giant cat lantern." Laura revealed the information with a smile without caring about the presence of the cat. "This cat has the most precious specialty among cat lanterns...Other cats say so, and she

My hobbies are watching various games and drinking beer, and I only want a specific kind of alcohol called Cat Wheat Beer. In addition to beer, spirits are also acceptable, but well..."

"but?"

"This kind of cat will lose its temper after drinking strong alcohol, that is, it will enter a state of irritation."

"Blow up!"

Gwen had a vision of a cat ball suddenly bulging up and floating around in her mind, and she couldn't help but sigh: "It's so cute..."

"But this cat is so angry?"

Follow Laura's hand and point your way there.

Gwen visually inspected the size of the fat cat, and the cat ball in her mind turned into Catzilla destroying the parking lot.

"...Although, it's quite cute."

Furry things are just cute! There’s nothing more to say!

"Give us a shot of the beer she drank!" Curse Blade said grandly.

[Why does this person have such an expression of ‘It’s amazing that I paid for it!’, he’s just having a glass of wine…]

【Forget it, forget it...】

[When someone invites you, you should be grateful to the person who invited you! Never do anything that makes it cheap for others to treat you!]

Gwen adjusted her expression, turned her head, and was about to smile at the curse blade.

I was frightened when the other party slammed the bullet box on the table.

I don’t know if it is the Lord’s bloodline.

Gwen's speed in calculating this currency is simply reaching a new level every day.

Just the sound of bullets colliding, he could hear it instantly!

A full 50 rounds of military bullets.

[Wait, so I have the flesh and blood of the Lord in my body? This sounds weird.]

【No, it’s so expensive!?】

[The beer this cat drinks is called Cat Wheat Beer, right? Is it so expensive!?]

Gwen was greatly shocked. He had never drunk such expensive wine in Utopia... Well, if you order it yourself! The wine bought by others does not count! The wine at Laura's house is also very expensive, and they are all famous Favania wines!

"Meow!" Fifty or sixty cat lanterns picked up cloths and blocked the giant cat's eyes.

"Meow..." The giant cat purred uneasily.

A beautiful Wilgi woman appeared from nowhere, rushed to the beer barrel with a bunch of glass jars, and took a scoop.

Even a stupid cat knows his drink has been taken away.

The giant cat made a dissatisfied guttural sound.

The woman quickly ran to the bar with a cunning smile, put a bunch of Mao wheat beer and three glasses on the table, crossed the bar from Gwen Kong's side, squatted down under the bar, and the person disappeared.

.

"This is?"

"Don't worry too much about what's going on inside the Cat Light Bar!"

The curse blade is very powerful!

"Yes...well, Gulu!" Laura took action first! Dog donkey!

Gwen quickly filled herself a glass and carefully tested it with the tip of her tongue.

The taste is very... novel?

It's a bit like sparkling water. It's very close to beer, but it's very refreshing and not that bitter. After drinking it, it's very refreshing! It's also sweet, and it's definitely a beer that's very suitable for the tastes of young people in the new era. Even if it's not that bitter, it's very refreshing!

A veteran like Wen (self-proclaimed) is used to drinking bitter beer, and feels that this beer definitely has a very high status.

After drinking it, you can still feel the warmth in your stomach, which slowly soothes your whole body.

It’s like a drink that only has the alcohol content of beer, but can warm your whole body when you drink it!

No wonder the cat is so cautious.

“Delicious…”

Cursed Blade, who was watching his expression, laughed: "You like it? That's great."

"I also want to open a bar like this in the future." Gwen sighed, "As long as I can sit here and drink all day long like this fat cat."

Snap!

Laura smiled and patted his back twice: "It's very expensive. Even the cat lights I'm familiar with say the price of shipping goods here is very high, but it will be better this year."

"oh?"

Even many cat lights pricked up their ears to listen.

I don’t know how this guy Laura managed to become the top substitute for most cat lights!

Escape faster than a cat lantern!

It’s also more accurate than a cat lantern for gathering information!

If Gwen were a cat lantern, she should start to be vigilant at this time!

But what a pity!

Curiosity overwhelms vigilance.

Mao Deng is very curious about the information Laura got.

"The price of Cat Wheat Beer will almost halve. A business group called Alister Castle in Fawania has sent a year-long trading route that is about to arrive. The first trade route on this route is about to arrive.

The batch is a lot of Cat Wheat Beer!”

"oh."

【You are well informed, Xiaola.】

Gwen touched her chin, "Isn't it Utopia? Doesn't it allow Fawania's caravan to come in?"

"The policy has changed."

"The number of source power envoys has increased."

"The number of top source power users has also increased a lot."

"There are many immortals."

"A lot of wealth has been accumulated."

To put it simply, when the leeks have grown, it’s time to cut them?

She is indeed a witch.

Although Gwen is a little unhappy with the situation where "the world of Utopians will still be ruled by the Fawanians", or in other words, everyone would be unhappy, right? But considering the size of the Fawanians.

"Trading route?"

Gwen asked, filling herself another beer.

Cursed Blade seemed to have heard about it: "Oh, is it the way the Fawanians treat trade in the countryside?"

“Country place…”

Gwen is not a Utopian, but she is more thoughtful than these two Utopians and thinks this might be a bit too much.

"That's right!" Laura said with a smile: "The prosperous areas under Fawaniya's rule have been dragged to their vicinity. With their technology, they can basically reach it within an hour via a jump train.

The place."

"Jump...that's wrong. How come you two guys know so much about the world of Fawania? Are you guys pretending to be Fawanians?"

"That's not true!" the two Utopians were angry.

"I went looking for information after hearing the word 'train'!" "Me too!"

"See?" "If there are trains in this world that we don't know about, we must get the information!"

Appeared.

The inexplicable obsession of Utopians with trains.

They really like trains.

"Favania has three types of freight trains, the giant cat type, the ghost type and the jump type. The jump type travels through the portal track. Simply put, it uses a special track in a different world to travel.

Generally speaking, this kind of train will be built to reduce the distance that can be reached within one hour. The ghost model can be reached within six hours, and the giant cat model can be reached from one hour to twenty-four hours, because it requires cat lanterns.

world."

Laura explains in detail.

This guy really knows a little bit about this kind of thing.

“So if you want to open a bar, it’s best to wait until the end of this year!”

Cursed Blade nodded: "If you have the chance, cat lanterns will usually act as salesmen for goods. With so many cat lanterns here, you can quickly get a large amount of high-quality wine. You can sell the goods for several years. As long as you arrive

when…"

After saying that, she suddenly coughed.

"By the way! You know about Red Dog's plan to open a store with Dark Cat, right?"

Gwen complained: "Didn't we start this thing... You are getting Alzheimer's so quickly?"

"No no no."

Cursed Blade coughed again and raised his chin with great confidence:

"Don't you also want to open a shop or a bar? So, who are you going to open a shop with?"

"Eh?"

Laura poked her head out from the side, her eyes shining:

"Should I choose a rich man?"

Curse Blade glanced at her: "No, no, no, you must choose someone who can get along well in both the underworld and the white street, and who knows how to open a shop in the morning, noon, afternoon and night, right?"

Gwen glanced at the two of them and rolled her eyes.

"I choose someone who can watch TV series with me."

"Eh?" "Huh?"

"That's the spark!"

Not in a good condition…

Plus, if something happens and I get angry, meow!

It turns out that there are really people in this world who say, "Your illness doesn't matter, what matters is that I am sick." This is the first time I have seen such a shameless, selfish person!

gas!

Meow, meow, meow!

(End of chapter)


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