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Chapter 3

Found a man.

Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations

After sending the video, Xie Yan went to cook a pot of rice. Since there was no such thing as a rice cooker here, he could only cook it manually. However, rice simmered in this way had a different taste. If it was cooked well, you could also leave a layer of rice to make rice dumplings. 1

These types of dumplings were fried, the accompanying ingredients were stir-fried and poured over the dumplings. The crunching sound was enjoyable, and the taste was sour, sweet, and spicy. The crispness of the dumplings were divine, and the meat slices were smooth and tender. It was not greasy at all when you ate it!

【Saving Money for Graduation; Star Trek: OMG!!!!】

【Valemen's Running Dog: It's delicious! I'm crying. I can't eat the nutrition liquid in my hand...】

【 year, I will go to the Capital's Military Academy: Walley is so awesome. This craft is comparable to a Royal chef!】

Xie Yan cooked the rice and opened the virtual screen to see the comments. Most of them were praise, making him comfortable. Who didn't like to hear praise? But there were also some black comments on it.

【Lone Wolf: Why do I feel that the data is fake? Do you really smell it? Reasonably suspect that the blogger is selling fraudulent videos and have reported it.】

【Devour the Planet: Upstairs + 1. I don't think it can have such a good flavor. Anything perfect like this is definitely fake. The Imperial Military Academy's restaurant is the best in the galaxy, but I haven't had such delicious food from there. I think this may contain an addictive drug or something. If this kind of thing forms a virus and spreads on the network, it will cause severe consequences. This man added all sorts of strange things to it, which should be a drug concocting process. A general inspector should understand it after the war. They should strangle the danger in a swaddle. It is the responsibility of every citizen of the Empire to guard the galaxy.】

Xie Yan was not angry. He was never upset when he encountered a black and white war and all kinds of paparazzi's smears in his last life. On the contrary, he would laugh at those comments.

So he really laughed.

Young man, you know nothing about the power of good food.

Xie Yan didn't look at the fans and blackspots fighting with each other on the Internet. Instead, he used the language here to write out the recipe. He thought about all the names he could name the series. Eventually, he decided on {The Florist's Gourmet Atlas}. He wanted to spread it all over the galaxy and show the eight Chinese cuisines 2 to these aliens.

What did it mean to be a foodie, and what was the 'long history' of food? Even if this interstellar world had tens of thousands of years of history, it couldn't compare with the love people on Earth had for food.

As the rice was about to simmer, Xie Yan heard a thumping sound in the guest room on the first floor. He almost forgot about the beauty and slapped his forehead. Quickly putting the pot aside, he continued to let the rice stew for a while to let it develop more flavor.

The handsome man was awake, his eyes were open, staring at the ceiling, and he had a blank and fragile appearance.

Xie Yan touched his neck unconsciously. He couldn't stop thinking about when he was choked. He was standing by the door, ready to open his mouth, when the man first noticed his footsteps and turned his head.

Xie Yan: ......

How could a good-looking person have such an advantage? Looking at him with those eyes, Xie Yan wanted to untie him himself, and then give his meal to this man sincerely.